At noon, Liu Qingshan and his group returned home with a full load.

In the jeep, except for people, the remaining space was almost filled with waves.

And these are just a drop in the bucket for the Langmu that has accumulated over thousands of years in Jiangwan.

"Qingshan, the remaining treasures will not be picked up by others, right? If they are used as matches, it would be useless!"

Zhang Taozi couldn't hide his excitement. Liu Qingshan just told him that when Master Lu came again, he would take him to Chuncheng to learn sculpture art.

Although he doesn't know what carving is, since he saw these waves, he has become fascinated and has conceived many ideas in his mind, and he can't wait to realize it.

Liu Qingshan smiled. People nowadays have not yet realized the ornamental value of Langmu. Who would have been working hard to get home unless they were full.

When he arrived in the village and took off all the things, Professor Wang happily leaned on his cane named "Moving Forward", and he couldn't let it go.

Liu Qingshan carried the big guy temporarily named "Lu Ming" and placed it in his grandfather's yard. He also needed to clean and scrub it before he could put it in the house.

The remaining dozen pieces of slut wood were moved back to their home by Zhang Tiaozi.

When Liu Qingshan had just put Lu Ming in the yard, he heard a noisy outside the yard. It turned out that it was his sister Yang Hongying who led the children back.

These little guys came to get tea eggs very consciously.

Liu Qingshan forgot all this, but fortunately his elder sister Liu Jinfeng remembered that she had cooked all the tea and eggs.

The fourth and fifth brother also walked over to help deliver eggs with short legs, and finally they happily followed them.

Liu Qingshan held a big brush and carried a bucket, and started brushing it.

Langmu was originally washed by the river water, and the rest was all oily, so he was not afraid of water at all.

Just as I was so excited, I heard someone greeting outside the gate: "Comrade Xiao Liu, are you busy?"

The voice was a little strange. Liu Qingshan quickly straightened his back and looked over, but he was an old man carrying a shoulder pole and he didn't recognize him for a while.

"I am from Dingjiagou, Comrade Xiao Liu. We chatted with us when we were selling mountain goods in the supply and marketing cooperative."

Old Man Ding said, and Liu Qingshan then remembered and quickly responded: "Uncle, be tired, hurry up and go into the house to drink water and take a rest."

Dingjiagou is a small village in the mountains, dozens of miles away from Jiapigou. He also walked over with a shoulder pole and probably set off early in the morning.

"Not tired or tired, Comrade Xiao Liu, are you still collecting the mutton germs?"

Old Man Ding gently put down the load he was carrying, and there were two earthen baskets containing bulging small bags.

Liu Qingshan was stunned for a moment before remembering this, and immediately smiled and said, "Cake it, of course."

Hearing this, Old Man Ding immediately felt relieved. He ran over from all over the place. If the other person didn't accept it, it would be in vain.

He invited Mr. Ding to the house and poured a bowl of water. Liu Qingshan handed over a filter, but the old man refused. Instead, he took the tobacco basket on the kang and rolled up a dry tobacco, smoking it.

"Uncle, I told the supply and marketing cooperative to help me collect it. Why did you still travel more than ten miles?"

Liu Qingshan asked strangely.

Old Man Ding took a sip of water, wiped the corners of his mouth, and explained the whole story.

It turned out that the purchasing department of the supply and marketing cooperative said that foreign companies do not collect morels.

Although he had an oral agreement with Liu Qingshan, Liu Qingshan has been busy picking wild vegetables these days and has not sent the money to him. Of course, he cannot collect it on his behalf.

So, it seems that I have to send some money in the afternoon.

Of course, Liu Qingshan didn't forget this, but he didn't expect that so soon, in less than a week, someone picked a lot of morels and even dried them into dried products and delivered them.

It seems that he has underestimated the people at this moment. Everyone is really afraid of being poor when they are eager to make money.

So he used his own weighing plate to weigh the two bags of morels picked by Old Man Ding.

After drying this thing, it was even light and less than thirty kilograms were added together.

According to Old Man Ding, this is the more than a dozen families in Dingjiagou who handed him over all the morels dried in the past few days.

Liu Qingshan has seen these morels, and they are all very good in appearance, so they buy them according to first-class products. After all, they have picked them up from afar.

The price of first-class morels is eleven yuan, and more than one yuan is enough for three hundred yuan. Liu Qingshan directly collected the price for Old Man Ding and counted thirty pictures of Datong.

Holding the thick banknotes in his hand, Old Man Ding's face was filled with joy: "Comrade Xiao Liu, thank you, thank you!"

"Uncle, I thank you. If you sell it in the future, just go to the purchase point of the supply and marketing cooperative, and you can still run less."

Liu Qingshan decided to go to the supply and marketing cooperative in the afternoon and send the money.

Although this business is based on the name of a cooperative, he paid all the acquisition funds, which is considered his personal business.

Old Man Ding counted the money carefully twice, then wrapped it with a handkerchief layer by layer, stuffed it into his close-fitting pocket, and then prepared to say goodbye.

"Uncle, wait, this person who came from all over the world, no matter how hard he was, he would have to have a meal at my house. If he went back hungry, then if it spread, everyone would say that our people in the siege goblet would be unrighteous."

Liu Qingshan quickly grabbed Old Man Ding's arm and pulled him home for dinner.

Nowadays, the people are simple and it is normal to have a meal at home.

After lunch together, Liu Qingshan drove a jeep and sent Old Man Ding to the commune. Old Man Ding happily said goodbye, and he didn't know how many times he said:

This kid is so kind!

Liu Qingshan went to the supply and marketing cooperative. When he put the ten great unity in front of the staff, people were shocked.

Soon even the director of the supply and marketing cooperative was alarmed, and called the accountant and cashier, and then took the 10,000 yuan, and then sent a receipt for Liu Qingshan.

The director kept muttering: "You guys are so rich!"

Liu Qingshan just smiled at this: I paid the money, okay?

However, this kind of show-off is meaningless, so there is no need for Liu Qingshan to explain, and he explained to the two masters who were responsible for collecting mountain goods before saying goodbye.

He also thought that through the county's issuance of documents and organized procurement sites across the county, they helped him collect morels.

But his current net worth is only 20,000 yuan, which is probably good enough to support the acquisition of this commune.

Have that appetite, but not that belly.

Just as I was about to get on the jeep, someone shouted: "Qingshan, go to my place to sit."

Turning his head and looking at it, it turned out to be Secretary Sun of the commune, with a straw hat on his head, looking dusty.

"Secretary Sun, if you have something to do, you can talk."

Liu Qingshan was full of respect for Secretary Sun Hongtao and hurried over to say hello.

After chatting for a few minutes, I realized that Secretary Sun went to Shoulin Village to check the picking of wild vegetables. As soon as he returned to the commune, he went here again to check the acquisition.

The acquisition of wild vegetables is a major event in the county, and of course he also attaches great importance to it.

After chatting for a few seconds, Secretary Sun turned to the topic: "Qingshan, what the hell are you doing in Jiapigou? You bought morels separately. Have you found another sales route?"

After saying that, he added: "You bypass the commune and the county, and make a fortune in silence. If you put it in the past few years, you will just cut it for you as your tail!"

"Secretary Sun, there is no sales now. I will contact you later. I am still not sure about the specific situation."

"However, the county and commune will also collect the money together. If you really pay it, don't blame me."

"You kid, don't be fooled with me. When have you ever done a loss-making business?"

Secretary Sun pointed with his hand. Liu Qingshan was also very pleased with this trust and kept laughing.

Even so, Secretary Sun did not dare to be too rash. After all, if he messed up such a thing, his wealth and life would have to be paid.

Although his original intention was good, he wanted to create more wealth for the county and the people.

"Green Mountain, why don't you write a report on morels, just like the plan you wrote, and then I submit it to the county. As for how to make the final decision, it will be decided by the county."

After considering it, Secretary Sun finally came up with the safest way.

Well, Liu Qingshan had no reason to refuse. Even if he had wrapped the morels produced in Qingshan Commune, there were several other communes.

It is best if the county can invest in the acquisition, so that it will be easier to take action.

After all, the fewer things are, the harder it is to sell. Maybe he can still take the county ride, so as to avoid selling himself.

After discussing this matter, Liu Qingshan drove back. Halfway through the way, he saw three people walking forward.

This road was connected to Jiapigou, and Liu Qingshan honked the horn twice behind him, preparing to ask them to take a ride.

As a result, the old man walking in front turned around and his eagle-like eyes looked at Liu Qingshan through the window glass.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but tremble and almost drove the jeep into the sun ditch: Why is he coming again?

After stopping the jeep with a brake, and then carefully looking at the remaining two young men, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but feel relieved: Fortunately, they are all men.

Hai Dagui led the two juniors and walked back a few steps, and came to the jeep.

Looking at Liu Qingshan who came out of the car door, Old Man Hai shook his head slightly: "Your car is not driving well, and you almost turned into the ditch."

"Isn't this a lot of excitement when you see you?"

Liu Qingshan greeted him warmly.

He was not afraid of Old Man Hai, but his granddaughter Hai Mingzhu, that passionate, bold and unreasonable girl.

The three of them got on the jeep and chatted while walking. Only then did Liu Qingshan figure out that Old Man Hai was waiting at home in a hurry, so he went to Heixiazitun to find out the news.

I also brought two younger generations to learn black fungus cultivation techniques.
To be continued...