Hello, 1983

Hai Dagui stayed in Jiapigou for one night, then left two villagers who were learning skills and went back in a hurry.

Now is the peak season for picking wild wild vegetables, which can last until mid-May at most. After this village, there is really no such shop.

When he left, he was holding a catalogue of wild vegetables in his hand. The price on it was really enviable.

They can't get those pickled wild vegetables, but they can still recite dried vegetables such as dried scallops from the mountains.

A pound of dried vermicelli is about 20 yuan.

Even if you are tired and vomiting blood, you have to memorize it!

After sending Hai Dagui away, Liu Qingshan followed everyone up the mountain and continued to pick wild vegetables. After two days of busy work, he was forced to stop work.

There is no way, it started to rain in spring. The rain was not too small or too small, and it was lingering. Looking at this situation, it would not be sunny for three or two days.

It's not good to rely on the sky to eat. The wild vegetables that were picked the day before had no time to dry, and if they were put down, they would all be rotten.

If you can pickle it with salt, pickle it first, and put the rest on the hot kang at home to dry.

There are too many wild vegetables, and there is no way to put them on the kang, so you can only pick up valuables, and the rest will be thrown away in the end.

The wild vegetables that were collected so hard were finally thrown into the ditch. Of course, everyone's mood became like the weather in the past few days, and their faces were a little gloomy.

Liu Qingshan was lying on the table, writing quickly, occasionally raising his head and looking at the raindrops under the eaves.

In addition to reviewing the knowledge of the textbook, he also drafted two reports: one is about morels, and the other is to be handed over to the county to set up a wild vegetable processing factory.

It is imperative to establish a wild vegetable processing factory, which is an industry that matches the picking of wild vegetables.

It can ensure that the picked wild vegetables can be processed and stored in the first time, so as to avoid losses to the greatest extent.

After a busy morning, I completed two plans, and the rest of the time was just reviewing my homework. It was raining and the farm work was stopped, and I couldn’t do it if I wanted to.

Even if you go to the commune, you can't drive a jeep, but the liberation can, so Liu Qingshan will go to the boss's uncle's house.

Hand over the plan to Zhang Liandi,

Ask her to help deliver it to Secretary Sun of the commune when she goes to deliver milk tomorrow morning.

When I came out of the boss's uncle's house, I happened to meet Zhang Guizi head-on, and when he saw Liu Qingshan, he hurriedly said:

Qingshan, I'm looking for you. I've been idle for the past two days. I'll bring back all the waves in Jiangchazi. I had a dream last night that all those treasures were set on fire!

Liu Qingshan kicked twice in the mud with the boots on his feet, making a puff, puff, puff:

It's impossible to travel by car on this road. It's more than 20 miles away. Are you going to carry it back?

It seems that the construction of the road has to be put on the agenda. When it rains, it will turn into a muddy soup, which is too much delay.

Zhang Guizi obviously had a plan, and he said a few times in his mouth:

The car is definitely not good, but we can go by boat. There is a motor boat over the reservoir. Can we borrow it?

Yep, forget about it.

Liu Qingshan raised his thumb at Zhang Handie, called Big Tou and Er Biaozi, and the four little brothers, and went straight to the reservoir.

Jiapigou and the Reservoir have already had a good cooperative relationship, especially during the Chinese New Year last year, the fresh eggs and vegetables sent to the Reservoir, such as the staff, were always fond of them.

Things like borrowing a boat are of course no problem. Yu waved his head and approved it directly.

Liu Qingshan originally wanted to give some gas money, but he almost got a kick from Yu Dao:

I'm counting on this oil money. Who are you looking down on, get out of here!

Well, you are an elder and you are justified.

Liu Qingshan and the others got on the boat, and the youngest son of Yu Baotou, Yu Laoqi, who drove the boat, entered the Xiaosongjiang River from the reservoir, and then went upstream.

It was misty and rainy on both sides of the strait, and the fishing boats were riding the wind and waves, which was also somewhat poetic.

Liu Qingshan chatted with Yu Laoqi: Seventh brother, there are three heroes of the Ruan clan in the Water Margin. When will you call your third brother and fifth brother, and also come up here in Songjiang with the three heroes of the Yu clan.

When the old seventy-twenty Lang was old, he just got married last year, and he did not change the temperament of the young man. He laughed when he heard this:

Then Qingshan, you have to find a place. When the water is on Liangshan, let's gather a group of heroes.

Stop, if we go on, the police will immediately arrest us all.

Liu Qingshan hurriedly stopped, and Yu Lao Qi's big eyes clapped a few times: Then we count as recruiting security?

Haha, everyone laughed.

There were big and small guys on the boat, and they couldn't be idle. Er Biao raised his voice and started to sing.

When you sing, you can sing well, but you just squeeze your voice to learn a female voice: A big river has wide waves, and the wind blows the fragrance of rice and flowers on both sides...

Zhang Xiaozi hugged his arms and shivered a few times: Hurry up and stop, I have goose bumps all over my body.

The light rain in the sky has been rushing down, although wearing a raincoat, but also feel the slightest coolness.

The big head hugged his stomach: Seventh brother, is there a urinal on the boat, I want to pee?

I hate Er Biaozi so much, I really want to kick this guy into the water: This guy is sloppy, he speaks rudely, he is a sloppy radish, and he is hot.

What kind of urinal do you want on the boat? Let's urinate in the water. Yu Laoqi replied.

The big head moved to the stern of the boat, and the sound of rushing water sounded immediately. He really didn't intend to bury Erbiaozi, mainly because the weather was cold, and there was a lot of urine.

After pouring the water, Datou was really afraid that Er Biaozi would sing again, so he said to Liu Qingshan: Sanfeng, you sing one, you sing well.

Er Biaozi is depressed again: co-authoring, I just didn't sing well?

Liu Qingshan was also idle and had nothing to do, so he opened his mouth and said, There is a laugh from the sea, the tides surging on both sides of the strait, the ups and downs follow the waves, just remember the present... The rivers and mountains laugh, the misty rain is far away, the waves wash away the world's beauty...

The few other people on the boat had never heard of this kind of song. They only felt a sense of pride in their chests, and they just wanted to scream a few times.

After listening to Liu Qingshan sing it, they also sang along, and for a while, the fishing boat was crying.

This is the song the man sings, it's really exciting!

Yu Laoqi feels extremely comfortable now, which is better than finishing things with his daughter-in-law at night.

Sanfeng, where did you learn the song? Er Biaozi was also completely convinced.

On Hong Kong Island, Uncle Zhan's song. Liu Qingshan doesn't like plagiarism, but to tell the truth, although Uncle Zhan has not yet composed this song.

The big head suddenly patted the side of the boat: If only there was alcohol, this kind of song should be sung while drinking, it must be enjoyable.

Liu Qingshan said twice: Wow, there really is.

After he finished speaking, he pulled out the yellow schoolbag in the cabin and took out two bottles of clear water Daqu.

When I came, I didn't have lunch, and the weather was cold, so Liu Qingshan brought two bottles of wine.

There's wine, that's great, then I'll choose a few snacks! Yu Laoqi's eyes also lit up.

There are small trawl nets and a large fishing net on the boat, but casting the net is a skillful job, and apart from him, the remaining four people really can't come.

Then, set off the trawling net first, and when the fishing boat reaches Jiangchazi, Yu Laoqi stopped the boat on the shore and began to cast the net.

With a swoosh, the fishing net forms a standard circle into the water, and this hand is enough for the average person to practice for three years and five years.

It's even worse than my father. My father can judge the fish underwater based on the current on the river surface.

Yu Laoqi was talking while collecting the net, and when the net was dragged back, there were several big white and bright fish, struggling non-stop.

Haha, the harvest is good, the net caught a few mouths. Yu Laoqi sorted out the fish in the net, and threw two of them back into the river.

He also explained: These two are female fish.

Liu Qingshan gave him a thumbs up: This is the real fisherman.

So the remaining three cockroaches were opened and their gills were removed. The cockroach was their local name, and the formal name was Songjiang Baiyu. In ancient times, they were all dedicated to tribute.

The weather here is cold, and the fish grow slowly. A white fish that is six or seven years old weighs more than three kilograms.

The body of the white fish is slender and the front of the mouth is upturned, so it is called the upturned mouth.

Yu Laoqi also cleaned up the cockroach fish, and said in his mouth: Peach blossoms bloom in the river in March, and the white fish is fresh and plump.

Kaijiang fish, of course, is the most delicious.

On the other side, Er Biaozi and the others also collected the small trawl net, which was full of small fish and shrimp, as well as a few large crucian carp seeds, which were shaken out and most of the pots were thrown out.

There is a kerosene stove on the fishing boat. I directly scooped up some river water and simmered the Songjiang white fish. There was no seasoning on the boat, so I put a little salt.

This is called stewed river fish in river water. It is a pure and ecological way of eating, and the stewed fish is the freshest.

He picked out the shrimp separately and fry it on a large plate. Liu Qingshan found a few handfuls of spring onions and a few handfuls of willow buds by the river.

Fried shrimp with spring onions and stewed fish with willow sprouts are just two dishes. Although they are simple, they are full of wild flavors.

In the misty rain, five people picked up a few pieces of wave wood and sat down on the beach by the river.

A shrimp, a sip of wine.

A wild vegetable, and a sip of wine.

I don't know who it is, but he took the lead in singing with a broken gong: A laugh from the sea...

Sing a few words and take a whole sip from the wine bottle.

Along the Misty Rain River, the pride and blood of young people echoed.

In the past two days, the depression caused by the rain has completely disappeared with the singing.

I'm full with food, but I don't feel like I've had enough wine. I'm in a good mood, and the amount of alcohol seems to be better than usual.

At the end of the meal, I even drank all the fish soup. I have to say that stewing river fish in river water is called fresh.

It's time to work next. According to Zhang Guizi's proposal, these wave woods should be carefully selected and transported back to the favorite ones.

But Liu Qingshan waved his hand very simply: Everything will be shipped back. As for carving, I will think about it later.

This kind of wasteful resources, that is, in this era, can still be encountered, if it is put in a few decades, will it still be your turn?

On the Jiangwan side, I don't know that it has been alluvial for decades, and there are hundreds of pieces of wave wood gathered. It seems that a ship will definitely not be able to transport it back.

After the cabin was full, Liu Qingshan led Er Biaozi and Datou to collect the wave wood first, and Yu Laoqi and Zhang Biaozi first transported them back to a boat.

It is done by unloading it to the bank of the Xiaosongjiang River near Jiapigou. If there is time, it will be transported to the village slowly. Anyway, it is more than two miles away.

The rest of Liu Qingshan and his three little brothers will transport the waves and trees in the distance to the riverside, and it will be convenient to load the ship at that time.

Liu Qingshan was the most powerful and carried it by himself.

Datou and Erbiao worked together to lift some larger waves.

Seeing these strangely shaped waves trees, the little brothers also exclaimed again and again, Er Biaozi pointed to the riverside not far away and shouted:

Look at the big head, that tree root is fun, does it look like a woman, maybe it can sculpt a mermaid in a fairy tale?

The big head was a little dizzy after drinking, and he tried to tap the seeds of his brain: Well, it's quite similar. Look at that chest, it's better than my partner...

Having said that, he quickly stopped and patted his head with his hand: Hey, I drank too much, and you are talking nonsense.

You kid, you're not being honest.

As Er Biaozi walked, he pondered: Do we still have to torture this guy?

Liu Qingshan was struggling to walk to the riverside holding a big tree root, and then he heard Er Biaozi's exclamation, fluttering along the river wind and sending him:

Sanfeng, hurry up... hurry up, someone is drowning here!

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