Hello, 1983

On the way back from the commune, Liu Qingshan was in a good mood.

If it can be picked reasonably from the beginning, the wild vegetables and fungi resources in the forest will not be exhausted, which is also the most meaningful thing he has done.

It's relatively easy to make a little money for yourself or your family.

Things like this are not up to him, and they are already out of his ability, so he has to work hard to get the support from above.

The old party secretary and Captain Zhang were also very excited. They could not have imagined that the wild herbs, which were like wild grasses, had been transformed into gold.

Along the way, Captain Zhang's mouth never closed, and he kept saying:

Qingshan, thanks to you, you led the group to pick a lot of mushrooms and fungus last autumn. That's all money. We'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative in two days and sell them all!

Then he continued to grumble: I knew this earlier, when the spring started last year, I organized everyone to pick more bracken or something. It costs one yuan per catty.

While talking, he slapped his thigh straight with regret.

Although the old party secretary was also excited, he was calm after all. He asked Liu Qingshan, Qingshan, I see that you didn't remember a single word when you were in the meeting. Can your brain remember everything?

Haha, Grandpa Party Secretary, that plan was researched by Magistrate Zheng and I together.

Only then did Liu Qingshan leave it to them.

The two were overjoyed when they heard it: Haha, we are still the most powerful in Qingshan!

In the evening of the same day, a village meeting was held in the courtyard, and Liu Qingshan naturally gave the lecture.

Just when I mentioned that the supply and marketing agency purchased wild vegetables and mushrooms at high prices, I saw Zhang Dashuai jump up from the small bench and run home.

What are you doing in the meeting, Commander, you're a scumbag?

Captain Zhang shouted.

Zhang Dashuai shouted without turning his head: I hurry home and have a look, my wife said that the two bags of dried mushrooms that I picked last year are in the warehouse, and bugs are easy to grow in the summer, so I have to fill the stove pit to burn the kang, These scumbags...

Everyone burst into laughter, but looking back, no one took this as a joke.

Last fall, I laboriously brought it back, but I never sold it. I thought it was a throw away.

As a result, according to the prices announced just now, black fungus costs 15 yuan a pound; dried hazel mushrooms are also 112 yuan a pound; dried frozen mushrooms are 10 yuan a pound; the most valuable monkey head is 30 yuan. A pound, scares a person to death.

Just as everyone was discussing, they heard the crisp sound of snapping, and they all looked over, only to see Zhang Kuizi's father, who was scratching his ear, and he was still muttering:

I knew that Hericium was so valuable. During Chinese New Year, I would be reluctant to use it to stew chicken!

The people around hurriedly grabbed him and pulled him out again, his face was swollen.

When the excitement gradually subsided, people turned their attention to Liu Qingshan, and their eyes were extremely eager.

It's this boy who led everyone to pick up mountain goods last year. Now who's fungus mushroom is not worth a few hundred dollars?

This kind of vision, this kind of insight, and the most important thing is this kind of sincerity towards the villagers, which is rare.

With such a leader, it's hard to imagine a good life!

This child of Qingshan, benevolence and righteousness!

Grandpa Kidnapper stood up tremblingly, and the crutches in his hand tapped the ground hard.

The old man's words also represented the voice of all the villagers, and everyone nodded along with them.

This made Liu Qingshan also excited: People change people's hearts, and if he can get the approval of the villagers, everything he does is worth it.

Next, I started to explain the plan. Liu Qingshan said it based on the actual situation, and it was more maneuverable. Even Zhang Ganzi, who had no culture, said he understood it and knew what to do.

After breakfast the next day, every household carried sacks and bags of noodles and gathered at the team headquarters.

Inside the bag are all mountain goods such as mushrooms and fungus. They are Jiapigou, and they are going to sell the first batch of mountain goods today.

After the bags are all weighed, the boss will mark the names of each family on the bags.

Because when the acquisition is carried out, it is also divided into grades, and the prices of each grade are also different, so they cannot be mixed together.

A large truck and a small four-wheeled wheel are fully loaded, but they have not been loaded yet.

The main reason is that these dry goods are relatively light and not resistant to pressure, so they take up more space.

Finally, two more carriages were set up, and then everything was pulled away.

The three elders of the village committee, together with Liu Qingshan, also led a few able-bodied young men as stevedores, and went straight to the commune.

The mountain goods harvested in the summer and autumn of last year should normally be distributed uniformly by the cooperative.

However, considering that there were no large-scale acquisitions at that time, I didn't know what the prospects were, and in the end, each family returned to its own, anyway, it was similar.

The carriage behind them was too slow, so they gathered at the gate of the supply and marketing cooperative and entered the hospital together.

The door of the supply and marketing cooperative was not open, and the vehicles could not enter, so everyone went first with a few bags of more expensive monkey heads.

Although the mobilization meeting was only held yesterday by each battalion, there are already some villagers who have come here to sell some of their inventory, which can be considered as exploring the way.

It's just that they didn't collect them on a large scale. They were all three jin and two jin. They kept their own food and now sell them.

The backyard of the supply and marketing cooperative is a big house, full of warehouses, and the temporary acquisition point is located in front of a large warehouse.

According to the requirements of the county, multiple departments jointly carried out the acquisition, so the local product department also sent two experienced masters to take charge.

There are also two younger staff, who are responsible for weighing after the master inspects the goods and orders them.

There are not many goods in the mountains, so I use a plate scale, and a large scale next to it is not useful at all.

After weighing the weight, someone next to me is responsible for billing, and finally I go to collect the money.

When Liu Qingshan and the others arrived, they found that there were five or six villagers, happily waiting in line.

An old man in his fifties happily carried a bag of noodles and chatted with someone he knew next to him: Thanks to my diligence and diligence last autumn, I picked two crops of fungus.

It was his turn when he was talking. There were more than three catties of dried fungus, and the quality was also first-class. For nearly fifty dollars, the old man was so happy that he couldn't shut his mouth.

The people next to him also complimented him: Old man Ding, you've made a fortune, treat yourself later!

The old man was also happy with the goatee straightening: I didn't say anything, I'll go buy a box of filters, everyone will try it.

He turned around and was about to go to the supply and marketing agency to buy cigarettes, but when he saw the old party secretary, he immediately said hello:

Brother Zhang, you Jiapigou are guarding the Mantou Mountain, are you also here to sell mountain goods?

The old secretary nodded, then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket: Come on, Xiao Ding has one.

I spread a circle around the other people and the staff. Everyone lit a cigarette and took a sip, and immediately said: Why is this cigarette still blowing cold wind?

The old secretary smoked a small cigarette bag: Little devil's cigarettes, I'm not used to smoking, but our dry cigarettes are good at smoking.

What, foreign cigarettes?

Everyone looked at the old branch secretary with strange eyes, and Liu Qingshan next to him wanted to laugh. He brought this cigarette back to the old branch secretary from the county.

I don't know if Grandpa Zhi is really not used to smoking, or is he showing off here?

While smoking, the old man Ding chatted with the old party secretary: Old Zhang, I heard that you did a good job in Jiapigou last year, and you are also building a greenhouse and raising pigs. It's a thousand-yuan village?

Someone next to him interjected: No, the party secretary and captain of our village came back from Jiapigou, and this year they are also focusing on raising pigs and detaining greenhouses.

The person in the front of the line gave the old party secretary humbly: Why don't you sell mountain goods first, my family belongs to the commune, don't worry, you are walking, it's a long way to go.

The old party secretary waved his hand with a smile: You come first, we have a lot of mountain goods, so we will waste time.

The man looked at the bags in the hands of Liu Qingshan and the others, and thought to himself: It doesn't seem like there are many?

After selling the mountain goods, they are not in a hurry to leave. They are all talking eagerly here, thinking about the income of mountain goods this year. As long as they run the mountain frequently and get one or two hundred yuan, it should be very easy.

Finally, it was Jiapigou's turn. Captain Zhang said to a staff member, Our cars are all outside, can you open the door?

Pulled by a horse-drawn carriage, that must be quite a lot, right?

The staff didn't dare to neglect, got the key, opened the door, and sure enough, two carriages rushed in first, and then suddenly, the owner of the car followed behind with a small four-wheel drive.

Finally, when Zhang Liandi came in with Da Jiefang on, the people in the yard stared straight in their eyes.

The old man Ding swallowed several mouthfuls of spit, and then said, Old, old Zhang, how much shit did you get?

The old party secretary took another sip of the small cigarette bag: Not much, it's all dried mushrooms and fungus. Last spring, I was busy farming, and I didn't pick wild vegetables.

Is that still not much?

Everyone looked at the bulging sacks unloaded from the car, and there was only one thought left in their hearts: Why is this gap so big?

Not only them, but even the staff were stunned.

They never imagined that on the first day of opening, there was a big deal.

Master, please wait.

Liu Qingshan reminded the two old masters softly.

Ah, yes, hurry up and wait, it's going to be busy for a while now.

The two old masters came back to their senses and began to look carefully at the goods.

The owner of the car holds a small notebook and records it for each household.

It took more than two hours to complete the collection of this batch of mountain goods.

During this process, dozens of sellers of mountain goods came one after another, and they all looked at them with admiration and kept inquiring.

By the time the account was settled, these mountain goods had been sold for nearly 15,000 yuan.

In the yard of the supply and marketing cooperative, the frying pan was all at once, and many people's eyes were red: 15,000!

It's amazing, or you Jiapigou are amazing!

The old man Ding gave a thumbs up and was completely convinced that Dingjiagou was in the mountains, but unfortunately they didn't have this vision.

Someone next to him also praised: Jiapigou is really a master. If you look at the long-term, it should be a fortune.

These people from Jiapigou all turned their attention to Liu Qingshan, and their hearts were full of pride: This is our expert from Jiapigou!

Liu Qingshan didn't want Jiapigou to be too showy, so he smiled and said to everyone:

Actually, it doesn't matter. This year, the county has opened the collection of mountain goods. You must sell more mountain goods this year than us.

Listening to these words, everyone is happy, and the jealousy that has just appeared has all dissipated, and the only thing left is hope for a better future.

After chatting a few more words, the people from Jiapigou surrounded the owner of the car and went to the accounting room to settle accounts.

The uncle of the boss held a large amount of bills in his hand, and walked in the middle with his head held high, and Captain Zhang kept exhorting:

Boss, hold the note tightly, don't let the wind blow away.

If you scrape me away, you can't let the sliver scrape away.

The uncle of the boss put on a posture of asking for money and not dying, which made everyone laugh. The smile on his face was really happy.

But when I got to the accounting room, I was a little embarrassed: I didn't expect such a big deal on the first day of the acquisition, so the cash prepared was not enough.

The directors of the supply and marketing cooperatives have all come and discussed with the old party secretary: Old Secretary Zhang, why don't you put the note in your hands first, anyway, the wild vegetables are coming down soon, how about one piece?

As soon as the old party secretary heard this, his eyes widened: It's not good to play white strips!