The two men left the bank and looked at the sun. It was almost noon.

Liu Qingshan looked around and couldn't help but said: "Sir, there is the Agricultural University in front, and Grandpa Wang's house seems to be nearby."

"Then let's go see Lao Wang first. Staying in a hotel is always a bit uneasy." Liu Shikui suggested.

You said that if you don't have money, you won't be worried about sleeping on the roadside, but if you have money, you won't be able to live in peace.

While walking, Liu Shikui suddenly remembered: "Qingshan, buy two bottles of good wine for your Grandpa Wang. He likes to drink two sips."

It's not polite to show up empty-handed, and Liu Qingshan can't go to a regular state-owned store. Now he has money, but no tickets.

It is still a planned economy. You need stamps to buy whatever you want. You need meat stamps to buy meat, food stamps to buy grain, cigarette stamps to buy cigarettes, and industrial stamps to buy big things like bicycles.

Even to buy a box of matches, you have to use match tickets.

Fortunately, in the past two years, things have become a little more relaxed, and there is a small amount of individual private economy. You can buy some things without tickets, but the prices are slightly higher.

Therefore, there was the theory of parity and bargaining at that time.

After finally buying two bottles of Laobaigan and going back to get some mountain products, the two of them arrived at the gate of the Agricultural University.

After Professor Wang returned to the city, he was rehired by the school and continued to exert his remaining talents.

I asked the doorman to inquire, then went around to the family building of the Agricultural University behind the university. According to the house number, I finally found Professor Wang who lived on the third floor.

At this time, there were no iron security doors, only wooden doors.

After a few knocks and a creak, the door was pushed open, and a cheerful old man appeared in front of him, with his hair combed meticulously and wearing a pair of reading glasses.

This person is none other than Professor Wang, whom I haven't seen for several years. He seems to be a few years younger than he was in the village.

Professor Wang looked at Liu Qingshan in front of him and asked with a little doubt: "Which department are you a student in? Are you not home during the summer vacation?"

"Old Wang!"

The grandfather behind him heard the sound and couldn't help shouting.

Liu Qingshan hurriedly stepped aside. Professor Wang opposite him was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned to surprise and said loudly: "Old Liu!"

The two old men, who together were over a hundred years old, hugged each other tightly.

Professor Wang's eyes were sparkling with tears and he kept patting Liu Shikui on the back: "Old Liu, Old Liu, it's great that you can come. In my dream, I often go back to Jiapigou and see the villagers often.

Where are we."

This is absolutely true. Farmers are simple people. When Professor Wang and his wife were sent down to the countryside, they received a lot of help from the villagers.

Although they are not expensive things, a few eggs and a basket of vegetables are heart-warming.

Friendship in times of need is the most valuable!

A pair of old friends made out for a while before they separated. Professor Wang looked at Liu Qingshan and said with a smile: "You are a little Shanzi, haha, you have grown up, so be good!"

"Hello, Grandpa Wang!" Liu Qingshan also called out affectionately. When he was a child, he often listened to Grandpa Wang telling stories.

Moreover, I still had to borrow his excuse for learning foreign languages.

Entering the room, the furnishings are simple and solemn: two artificial leather single sofas, a coffee table in the middle, a wardrobe and a chest of drawers.

There was a clock on the wall, and a picture of red plum blossoms with branches like hornets in full bloom. Liu Qingshan looked at the inscription and seal, and found that it turned out to be the work of Guan Shanyue.

After sitting on the sofa, Professor Wang's wife, also wearing an apron, came out of the kitchen to say hello, with the same cheerful face.

After calling grandma, Liu Qingshan brought the mountain goods into the kitchen.

His eyes lit up when he saw a few milky white egg shells in the trash basket.

Grandma Wang also followed into the kitchen: "Your Grandpa Wang, you are always telling me that you want to eat the mushrooms and fungus from our Jiapigou."

"Grandma, life is better now than in the past two years. I will give it to you every year from now on."

Liu Qingshan knew that Grandma Wang was a kind and kind old lady, so she didn't show any concern at all.

After chatting about the situation in the village and at home, Liu Qingshan asked: "Grandma Wang, what you are eating are foreign eggs. If I had known, I would have brought you some local eggs from home."

The so-called foreign eggs were what the eggs laid by farmed laying hens were called at that time, to distinguish them from the local eggs in rural areas.

While preparing the food, Grandma Wang said: "This is your Grandpa Wang's school. They have introduced a batch of laying hens. They say they produce high eggs and they are ready to promote it."

Well, Liu Qingshan knew what he was doing and happily helped the old lady pick vegetables.

In the living room, the two old men were also having a lively conversation. They learned that the fields in Jiapigou were divided into households last year, which aroused everyone's energy. Professor Wang was also very happy.

Then, he became concerned about Liu Shikui's eyes again, and he was even more happy when he learned that this time he was here to treat eye diseases.

"Xiao Shanzi, this child, has been filial since he was a child. I will help you contact the hospital in the afternoon. Old man, our country is getting better and better, so you have to keep your eyes open and watch carefully."

At this time, Liu Qingshan came out of the kitchen, took a hot water bottle to refill the water for the two old people, and said by the way: "Grandpa Wang, I met a friend yesterday who said he introduced the factory general hospital."

"Oh, that's even better. The medical level at the factory is higher than that in the city." Professor Wang was even more happy after hearing this.

The topic quickly turned to Liu Qingshan. After answering Professor Wang's inquiry, Liu Qingshan asked: "Grandpa Wang, just now grandma said that your school has newly introduced laying hens, and my family is also thinking about trying the chicken raising industry.

, if it is well developed, promote it in Jiapigou."

Professor Wang looked at the young man happily, and he didn't expect that a child in the village could be quite knowledgeable.

You must know that most farmers these days do not have this awareness. In their concept, they just cultivate one-third of the family land, raise ten or eight chickens, and exchange some money for oil and salt.

This kind of good thing must be supported. Professor Wang did not hesitate at all and nodded in agreement: "When you and grandpa go back, I will bring a group of chickens and catch two breeder chickens for you."

There are also breeder chickens, which are really equivalent to holding a chicken that lays golden eggs.

Overjoyed, Liu Qingshan asked: "Grandpa Wang, does your school have any books on plastic greenhouses? I still want to do this."

He is not big, but his ambition is not small. This is also a good thing and must be supported. Professor Wang nodded again.

"Also, Grandpa Wang, we have a lot of low land in Jiapigou. We have planted crops, but the harvest is not good. I am wondering if we can change the dry fields into paddy fields and try growing rice. However, we also lack technical support."

Liu Qingshan was really rude and kept asking questions one after another.

The more Professor Wang listened, the more surprised he became. Finally, he pointed at Liu Qingshan and said with a smile: "You little Shanzi, you are not here to see me, an old man, but you are here to confiscate my house!"

Talking is about talking, laughter is about laughing, and business needs to be done.

Professor Wang no longer regarded Liu Qingshan as a young man, and asked him to move a bench and sit next to him, and then said: "Xiao Shanzi, these are good ideas of yours. The chairman said back then that the world is vast and there is a lot to be done."

Liu Qingshan nodded and agreed: "Yes, Grandpa Wang, our country is now reforming and opening up. Great changes have taken place in the city, and the development of the countryside must also keep up."

"The main business and side business must be carried out together, especially the side business. If it is done well, everyone's life will become more and more prosperous."

"Haha, you kid, you don't want to be the village party secretary in Jiapigou, do you? This theory is the same thing." Professor Wang couldn't help but feel happy after hearing this.

Then, he looked at Liu Shikui enviously: "Old Liu, you have a successor in your family."

Of course, grandpa is also happy to have his beard straight. As an old man, the happiest thing is that his offspring will have a promising future, but he still has to be modest: "Xiao Shanzi just graduated from junior high school this year. I don't know if he can be admitted to high school."

Professor Wang said without hesitation: "Looking at this kid's cleverness, there must be no problem."

Liu Qingshan quickly climbed up the pole: "Grandpa Wang taught me well back then and laid a good foundation for me."

Upon hearing this, Liu Shikui also became excited: "What's wrong, Lao Wang, if you hadn't taught Xiao Shanzi how to speak English, how could this kid know how to speak foreign languages? This morning, he even saved a foreign guest.

."

Then, he told the story in detail, which made Professor Wang speechless. However, he was also a little confused.

I taught this child English back then. I remember I taught him Chinese Pinyin?

Well, I probably forgot about it over the years. As this person gets older, his memory begins to decline.

Professor Wang thought for a moment and looked at Liu Qingshan with an even closer look: He is still half a student after all.

Liu Qingshan was also very happy: this time he was completely restored.

I heard Professor Wang continue to say: "Raising chickens and greenhouses is no problem. As for the rice planting you mentioned, our school has not yet started this subject."

"Because rice has a relatively long growth cycle, growing rice in cold regions like Northeast China faces many difficulties."

Professor Wang thought for a while and then added: "However, in the past few years, the dry-breeding and sparse-planting technology of rice has been very good. Especially Lao Xu and Xu Yirong from Heilongjiang Province are experts in this field."

"At that time, I will write you a letter of introduction. If you are free, you can ask Mr. Xu for advice."

Xu Yirong!

Hearing this name, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but stand in awe. As the saying goes: Longping in the south, Yirong in the north.

Mr. Xu is an expert on rice in cold areas, but his reputation is not well known. As people say: out of a hundred people who eat rice, there may be ninety-nine who don't know who Xu Yirong is; but among a hundred people who grow rice,

, there will definitely be ninety-nine people who know Xu Yirong!

Liu Qingshan is truly in awe of such an old expert, because he does eat the rice made by others.

"Okay, okay, let's talk later, let's eat first." Grandma Wang came out of the kitchen, mouth open.

Liu Qingshan quickly stood aside and helped carry the dishes from the kitchen.

Four dishes and one soup: fried fungus with meat, fried eggs with leeks, mixed cold vegetables, and the finale is a big bowl of braised pork.

The braised pork is tremblingly red and fragrant, making people drool just by looking at it.

"Lao Liu, we two brothers must be on time today!"

Professor Wang got up and took a bottle of wine from the cabinet. After opening it, the room was filled with a strong aroma of wine.

After pouring two cups, he said to Liu Qingshan: "Xiao Shanzi, don't you have an interview assignment in the afternoon? Just stop drinking and drink soda."

Liu Qingshan grinned: Maotai, Maotai in 1982.
Chapter completed!