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Ding Xiaomao's ribs were clean, and the imprint of the tiger's paw completely disappeared.

Whoa, this is amazing too!

Those onlookers stared blankly at the Firefox, and there was an urge to worship in their hearts.

This mark was prepared by the dumb grandpa using several plant juices, like a special kind of tattoo.

With soap or something, it can't be washed off at all, but it can be removed by gently wiping it with another potion prepared by dumb grandpa.

Just now everyone's attention was on Da Xian'er. Ding Xiaomao wiped off the tattoo by himself while no one was paying attention.

But others don't know, they all believe it.

Even Leo believed it, and his face turned pale with fright: Liu, let's not go hunting. You are protected by gods on this mountain.

It made Liu Qingshan speechless: What's the matter with you?

Even the people picking wild vegetables from the mountains began to whisper: Let's go to the mountains to pick wild vegetables, won't we also offend the old boss?

Then don't go. If the old man blames his head, he will give us a black tiger to take his heart...

The more Liu Qingshan listened, the more wrong it became: Too much is too much.

He quickly glared at Ding Xiaomao, and quickly clarified with a pinch of hair: Fathers and villagers, thank you for your help, sending me here for treatment.

I was dizzy at that time, and I heard someone talking in my head, saying that as long as I don't hurt the birds and animals in the mountains, and I don't cut down trees indiscriminately, the mountain god Laodao will not only not blame, but will bless and help us. What about these mountain pickers?

After listening to what he said in person, everyone believed it, and there was a lot of talk in their mouths. They all said that after going back, they should publicize it with the villagers, so as not to know the depth and to be stabbed by a black tiger.

The effect of this is still good. Shamanism is prevalent in the local area, and the common people believe in it, so in this matter, it is more effective than the documents issued by the county and the commune.

After a while of commotion, the masses finally realized an important question: why are you going back to the commune?

Sure enough, it was a good time to watch the excitement, and the soles of the feet also suffered.

fine,

Call the great liberation of our village and send everyone back to the commune.

Liu Qingshan shouted, and the crowd immediately rushed to the team headquarters.

When he saw Ding Xiaomao and the goddess, Liu Qingshan called them into the house and complained, Don't bring people to my house in the future.

The red fox has a special relationship with their family, and he doesn't want to be like Shinto.

Ding Xiaomao agreed with a smile on his face, and then stretched out his hand in front of Liu Qingshan: I have to add 20 yuan for this aunt's appearance fee.

There is no way, who said this was promised at the beginning, and from the current publicity effect, it is very good.

Even a stupid foreigner like Leo was frightened, not to mention the villagers.

It is estimated that in the future, poaching and logging in the mountains will not be completely eliminated, but it will also be greatly reduced. These twenty dollars are still well worth it.

After sending the goddess away, Liu Qingshan happened to be going to Dingjiagou, so he drove Ding Xiaomao, Leo and others to set off.

Drive the car down the mountain, and there is another mountain road leading to Dingjiagou, which takes about five or six miles to walk.

Along the way, Victor, the profiteer, had a thoughtful look on his face, and it seemed that he was studying the marketing tactics Liu Qingshan had just done.

Yes, Victor thinks that is also a marketing tool, and it is also very classic and worth learning from.

When he was about to reach Dingjiagou, Victor suddenly discussed with Liu Qingshan:

Liu, I think you should be selling amulets and the like just now, and you can take the opportunity to make a lot of money.

Liu Qingshan glared at this guy, thinking in his heart: You are a self-taught and become a big profiteer in the future, and you have nothing to do with me.

When I arrived at Dingjiagou, I looked at the sika deer and roe deer tied up in the woods, and then Liu Qingshan was about to pat his butt and leave.

This made Victor and Leo greedy, and quickly pulled him and said, Liu, you agreed to kill a meat eater!

This farm has just been set up, these are all breeding animals, and they are still kept for breeding.

Liu Qingshan replied lightly, and when they reached the foot of the mountain, he took them to Dalinzi Village.

The wild boar farms here are also well done. A large group of wild boars, led by a dozen sows, are arching on the hillside.

There are more than a dozen villagers around, all holding big whips, guarding there.

Piglets are wild boars, but sows are domestic pigs, so there is no need to worry about piglets running away.

Li He was also in the crowd of pigs, and when he saw Liu Qingshan, he immediately greeted him happily: Welcome to the leaders to inspect the work.

Stop talking nonsense, what kind of leader am I? Liu Qingshan glared at the little white face angrily.

Hee hee, Qingshan, you are more effective than the leader. The leader knows that you are helping us get rich.

Li He complimented him, and then introduced the situation of the pig farm.

At present, there are more than 110 piglets of the second generation, and more than ten adult purebred wild boars.

Looking at the half-big piggy jumping on the hillside, Leo's eyes immediately lit up: Liu, there are so many, you must bake one!

Ahem, Liu Qingshan waved his hand: It's too young now, kill Taibaixian, let's go, let's go to the next stop.

Leo and the others were so discouraged, Leo kept complaining:

Liu, it seems that game can't be eaten. It turns out that you brought us to visit.

Liu Qingshan smiled: You just understand.

The third stop, of course, was the mountain bird farm in Shoulin Village. This time, it was really not for nothing. Old Liu Zhishu slaughtered two male pheasants and stewed them with mushrooms.

By the way, a flying dragon soup was hung, so fresh that Victor and Leo almost bit their tongues off.

Victor is also a glutton, and he is full of praise for the little pheasant stewed with mushrooms.

Seeing that the heat was almost over, Liu Qingshan said, Victor, I think, in addition to the cooperation in the field of wild vegetables, the next step is to continue to strengthen cooperation.

In fact, Victor had already seen Liu Qingshan's intention, he put down the chicken bone in his hand and said:

Liu, in the Genesis of the Old Testament, there is such a passage, 'All living animals can be your food, and I will give you all these things, just like vegetables';

But in fact, on our side, there are strict regulations on the consumption of wild animals, including import and export, and strict legal provisions have been formulated, so there are too many restrictions, which is not a good business.

Of course, Liu Qingshan is clear about this. When it comes to food, the whole world has to count as a big foodie empire.

However, after the Chernobyl accident next year, it will be very different, and those who want to try it will be completely blinded.

But of course, this kind of thing cannot be solved in advance, so Liu Qingshan smiled: Victor, several aquaculture industries here have just developed, so this matter is not urgent.

You can help pay attention to it, and when needed, we can cooperate smoothly.

no problem.

Victor also picked up the wine bowl and touched the old Liu Zhishu next to him lightly, but in his heart, he had already ticked off this business from the memorandum of cooperation.

How could he think about such a laborious and unprofitable business?

After dinner, it was past two o'clock in the afternoon, and Liu Qingshan and the others went home.

As soon as he walked out of the gate of Lao Liu Zhishu's house, he saw five or six little dolls running over in a hurry. The little doll in the front, about ten years old, was holding a hood in his hand.

Seeing the old Liu Zhishu, the little boy shouted with excitement: Master, Master, what do you think this is?

Inside the hood, there were five or six large milky white eggs, and the hood was fully supported.

During this period, people had the habit of wearing hats in winter and summer, wearing cotton hats in winter and clip hats in summer.

For the little boy in the countryside, if he can wear a green military cap, it can be beautiful for a long time.

And hats are also very versatile. They can be used to hold things like this, or they can be used as tools. For example, when filling big-eyed thieves, you can use a hood to hold water.

More than a dozen little boys, each with a hood and water, can pour the big-eyed thief out of the hole.

The big-eyed thief is a small ground squirrel with a broom-like tail. The little ones are often tied with ropes and played with them.

In addition, there is a cruel method, which is to drizzle the big-eyed thief with diesel oil, and after lighting it, it will burst into flames everywhere.

But a child who dares to play like this will definitely get a butt slap when he goes home.

One is that adults feel that the killing intent is too heavy and that it is not good for children's growth; the other is that the big-eyed thieves who are on fire will drill around, or they will get into someone's firewood stack and burn the firewood stack, which is too dangerous.

Old fat man, who are you going to steal goose eggs again? Your skin is itchy, right?

Old Liu Zhishu widened his eyes, raised one foot, and went to take off his shoes.

This leading little boy is his youngest grandson, usually like a pearl in the palm of his hand, but when it is time to educate, he will never be polite.

Master, these are not goose eggs, but goose eggs. We picked them up at Yandang Lake.

The old fat man quickly explained.

Oh, big wild goose eggs, then, it's even more to fight!

Old Liu Zhishu was going to touch the soles of the shoes again, and he was still roaring: How many times have I told you, don't pick up bird eggs, don't pick up bird cubs, you are all deaf ears!

These rules are some rules formulated by Liu Qingshan after several of their villages joined the Jiapigou complex, in order to protect the ecological environment here.

Right now, the Lord is here. You said that you gangsters are not using eye drops. They must be beaten, beaten hard.

Master, we don't pick up bird eggs for eating. We'll see if we can hatch little goose cubs, and then keep them.

While hiding, the old fat man explained, carefully protecting the hood with his hands.

A snotty baby next to him also added: Grandpa Zhishu, the geese have grown up, but they are much bigger than those pheasants with half a catty of sand, and they will definitely sell for more money!

This is not bad. The size of the geese is almost the same as that of the domestic geese, which can grow to more than ten pounds.

The old Liu Zhishu was also stunned for a while, and raised the soles of his shoes: Is this still a fight?