Chapter 188 Secret Weapon(1/2)
Everyone began to stretch out their chopsticks, and they were very convinced by Liu Qingshan's words.
Yesterday's Water Laobie is the best example. It looks scary, but the taste is excellent.
What kind of morelurgy is? Looks like wrinkled on the outside, probably the same thing as Shui Laobiao.
Wei Tiezhu clamped half of the morel, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it for a few times and frowned. He wanted to vomit but it was really indecent, so he could only swallow it and complain:
"Oh my god, what does this taste like?"
After eating a piece, Zhang Haiyang's eyes lit up: "It tastes delicious and has a very unique taste. I think about it, how should I describe it?"
Everyone else tasted it, and they all had their own likes and dislikes. This is the characteristic of morel: those who like this taste can love it to death, and those who don’t like it can eat and vomit.
Looking at Zhang Haiyang who was thinking hard, and for a moment, he didn't know how to describe the smell of morels, Liu Qingshan said happily: "Does it bring the fragrance of soil?"
"right!"
Zhang Haiyang slapped his chin vigorously, then picked up a piece of morel, put it into his mouth and tasted it carefully, and kept lighting his head.
Wei Tiezhu next to him muttered: "What is the fragrance of soil? It's just a fishy smell."
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The next morning, the prelude to picking wild vegetables in Jiapigou officially kicked off.
Four large carriages, pulling almost all the children in Jiapigou, faced the rising sun, and embarked on the journey.
The car was filled with children aged five to fifteen, chirping, and even more heartwarming than the birds on the trees by the road.
Of course, the children have reason to be happy. Yesterday afternoon, the family sent a lot of money.
On average, basically every household has four or five hundred yuan in the account, and there are many more households in the village who are planning to buy TV.
Liu Qingshan's family received the most money, almost 1,000 yuan.
This is not because their family picks a lot of mountain products, so it should be the least, because most of the mushrooms and fungus they pick are asked to eat for them.
Most of this money is the mute grandfather because he wanders around the mountains and picks the most monkey heads, which is also the most valuable.
The money is not needed to be given to the master for the time being. Liu Qingshan has a special account book and has also recorded a sum of money for the master's name.
It is precisely because of the money that the children are happy too.
Guan Guan Guan!
In the woods and grass beside the road, the crowing sounds of male pheasants came.
Liu Qingshan was also sitting in the carriage, and seemed to recall Teacher Zhao's affectionate and soothing voice:
Spring is here, everything is reviving, and it is the mating season for animals again...
The carriage walked to the fork at the intersection that was connected to the main road of the commune, and then stopped the car and prepared to pick it all the way back.
It's more than ten miles away, probably enough to be busy for a little while.
Under Yang Hongying's organization, the boy scouts lined up on the road, and Liu Qingshan first gave a lecture.
Liu Qingshan was holding a few morels in his hand and began to introduce them to the children:
"This is called morel. When picking, you must take it lightly and don't tear the wrinkles on the surface to affect your appearance. Do you understand?"
"clear!"
The answer to him was a loud voice.
However, there were those who raised their hands, and Liu Qingshan pointed at Erqinzi: "What's the problem?"
"Brother Qingshan, what is the appearance? Is it the object?"
If Er Jiazi hadn't said seriously, Liu Qingshan would have doubted whether he was intentionally making trouble.
The little kids around burst into laughter, and Liu Qingshan waved his arm:
"The appearance is the appearance, just like you, Erjiazi, if your neck is like a black axle, who would still like you?"
Er Jiazi shrank his neck and nodded to show that he understood.
Since Yang Hongying became the teacher and principal of the village primary school, these kids have become much cleaner.
Liu Qingshan continued to tell them the precautions:
"When picking morels, such as this, it takes too long. After the picking period, we should not pick them, nor destroy them, so that they can reproduce naturally."
The kids all understand this principle, and Sihuzi interrupted: "Brother Qingshan, it's the same principle as picking mushrooms. Those mushrooms that are all roaming must have maggots inside, so they can't pick them."
Yes, Liu Qingshan nodded. The children in the mountains all have experience in this area.
So he continued, "There are also such small ones. Before they grow up, don't rush to pick them down. Pick them up big and small, and pick them up ten and keep them one. If we take them all at once, we won't grow them next time. Do you understand this principle?"
"clear!"
The children yelled again, and then Gou Shengzi asked with a smile: "Brother Qingshan, what good things are you preparing for us? Should you take them out?"
It's true that I'm still thinking about this.
Liu Qingshan said without hesitation: "No, wait for noon, and start working in groups."
When you divide the children into groups, there are basically two people in a group, one carries the basket and the other is responsible for picking; if you get tired of it, change it.
When picking morels, you don’t have to work hard. You can just break it down with your hands. Clean the soil at the roots and slowly put it in the basket.
The little kids are sharp-eyed and quick-witted. It is the most suitable job to do this, faster than adults.
Liu Qingshan walked for a while and gave some guidance. Seeing that the children could get started, he took a few samples to the supply and marketing cooperative.
It was the acquisition of the warehouse and the crew yesterday. Liu Qingshan went up to greet him. These people recognized him and looked very familiar. After all, they would be a big customer in the future.
Liu Qingshan took out the morels, and the two masters knew each other, one of them shook his head and said:
"The acquisition directory of morels is not available, so we dare not accept it."
Liu Qingshan, who participated in the negotiations throughout the whole process, knew this, Xiaoxiao said:
"I just ask you to ask the above to see if you can add morels. There seems to be a lot of this thing here."
Several people coming to sell mountain goods were surrounded by them, and several of them nodded and said:
"So this thing is called morel. There are really many things on our side and in the woods. It looks weird and everyone thinks it is poisonous."
This is true. Even if you are a mountain runner, you dare not say that you can recognize all the fungi in the mountains.
When you encounter someone you don’t know, the best way is not to pick it. As for tasting the taste, you don’t dare to use a few courages. If you go to too many poisonous mushrooms, it can really be eaten to death.
A master nodded and agreed: "It's okay to do this. We will report it to the county today. If they are willing to acquire it, everyone will have more money."
Liu Qingshan also thanked him. Most of the people at this time were serious and responsible.
However, based on his understanding of the Masaichi Fujita, it was probably difficult to add the acquisition directory, and that guy was probably going crazy.
After thinking about it, he added: "Even if the foreign businessmen don't accept it in the end, we will accept it as Jiapigou. Master, please help us promote this matter."
While speaking, he took out a few boxes of cigarettes from his pocket and distributed them to the staff.
Seeing the beautiful peony flower on the red cigarette box, several staff members immediately became uneasy.
Peony cigarettes are high-end products, a box of more than 50 cents, and they are Class A cigarettes, which are rare on the market.
In the past two years, a local rumor has been popular: the province of China, the county peony, and the ordinary people welcome the spring smoke.
I can't bear to smoke this kind of good cigarette, so I quickly stuffed it into my pocket.
Seeing this, Liu Qingshan opened another pack and dispersed everyone present. There were only three or five cigarette boxes left, which were placed on the beam of the scale.
Those farmers who came to sell mountain goods also yelled at cigarettes happily and talked to Liu Qingshan:
"Young man, are you keeping your word? What kind of morels do you really get from the peeping groove?"
Someone next to him helped Liu Qingshan testify: "The young man is generous and sprinkle peony cigarettes casually. Do you think he will keep his words?"
The man nodded and really agreed with his companion’s statement.
The master seemed to think that he didn't go on purpose, so he took a pack of cigarettes without doing anything, so he asked:
"How to set the acquisition price? There must be a price, so we can help promote it."
This is really hard to decide. There is no precedent. Liu Qingshan also considered it and then said, "Then it's the same price as black fungus. What do you think?"
Wow!
The dozen or so people selling mountain goods around him exclaimed in surprise.
It is estimated that their eyes when they looked at Liu Qingshan were full of stars, just like seeing the God of Wealth.
They all know the price of black fungus, about fifteen yuan per pound.
Black fungus is not easy to pick. You have to burrow the mountains, and it is difficult to pick.
This kind of morel is different. It has its own edges on the hillside, and it is easy to pick. Isn’t this equivalent to picking money from the ground?
The master also shook his head slightly: "It seems that the price is a little expensive?"
Liu Qingshan couldn't help but blink: This is really not expensive. I don't know what the price of morels is now. In decades, it's dozens of times that of black fungus.
Another master also thought that the young man in front of him was good, so he asked: "It's better to refer to the price of hazel mushrooms, about ten yuan per catty."
To be continued...