Chapter 49 Channel is King
  Going home from school, Liu Qingshan bumped into Datou on the way, and he also carried a long bench to send his two younger sisters to school.
  After waiting for a few minutes, the big head quickly ran back, and smiled and tugged Liu Qingshan: "Go, go pick fungus with me!"
   "Jishan, are you not afraid of rain?"
  Liu Qingshan raised his head and looked into the distance, the undulating mountains were shrouded in misty rain.
  That mountain, the villagers call them Doubao Mountain.
   "What mountain do you go to? Fungus grows in my house."
  Big head said while dragging Liu Qingshan away, making the latter also confused: It is not unusual to say that there are eggplants and peppers in the garden, and fungus, is it a bit of a joke, right?
   When I entered Captain Zhang’s garden and took a look, I was really not joking, Liu Qingshan really saw the fungus.
  Didn’t every family close the shed? On those vertical pillars, there are layers of black and gray fungus, layer upon layer, crystal clear, which is rare to look at.
 So this is ah!
  Liu Qingshan understood a little bit. These wooden stakes were all felled from the mountains, and there were mycelium of fungus inside. Now that the temperature and humidity are suitable, of course fungus will grow.
  Then what are you looking for, pick the mountain goods delivered to your doorstep!
  Both brothers are carrying small baskets, going up and down to break off the fungus. This is a delicate job, handle it with care, otherwise it will break.
  Holding the fungus in the hand, trembling and heavy, there is a sense of accomplishment.
   Sniff it under the nose, the fungus smell is strong, it is definitely a good variety.
  Thinking about it, the fungus grown in this way is basically the same as the wild fungus picked in the mountains.
  Liu Qingshan looked at the wooden stake of the long fungus, it was made of oak wood, no wonder the quality of the fungus is so good.
  Although they are all fungus, they are divided into different grades. The best ones are the wild fungus on the mountain. Among the wild fungus, the fungus grown on oak wood is the top grade, followed by birch, and the rest of the miscellaneous trees.
   As for the artificially cultivated ones, it can only be hehe.
   Of course, among the artificially cultivated fungus, there is a high-grade product, which is basically close to wild fungus.
  That is similar to the method at the moment, directly using fungus segments to cultivate, but it is necessary to drill some holes in the wood, and then artificially inject mycelium.
  Liu Qingshan pondered while picking: Maybe after the beginning of spring next year, there will be no more vegetables in the greenhouse, so you can try to cultivate fungus.
  If it can be done, we can cultivate shiitake mushrooms in the future and form a big industry...
  He was thinking about the beauty, when he heard the sound of baji baji coming from beside him, he turned his head and saw that the big head was holding a piece of chubby ear, stuffing it into his mouth.
   "You can't eat too much fresh fungus, be careful of poisoning!"
  Liu Qingshan hurriedly yelled, this is not a joke, fresh fungus must be boiled, or dried and soaked in water before it can be eaten.
  The big head shook his head: "It's okay, I enjoyed a piece of it, this fungus is really good, it's crispy and smooth, and the fragrance is also strong."
  After what he said, Liu Qingshan was also a little greedy, and eating a little fresh fungus would not cause any adverse reactions, so he also squeezed a piece and put it in his mouth.
  This is the real treasure!
  It seems that the essence of the entire mountain forest is gathered in the mouth, whether it is taste or texture, it is the best choice.
  More than a dozen wooden stakes harvested two small baskets of fresh fungus, and then the big head became worried: "Sanfenger, it's not sunny today, can't it be dried?"
  If the harvested fungus is not dried in time, it will be broken after a day or two. At this time, there is no serious drying equipment, so the output of mountain products is very limited.
  Liu Qingshan pondered for a while and said: "Then it can only be dried on the kang head, after all, it can't be ruined."
  Thinking about the continuous rain these days, the mushrooms and fungus on the mountain are probably going crazy. Do you want to organize everyone to go to the mountain to pick them?
   If you want to eat it at home, it is enough to pick some by the way when you go up the mountain in the future.
  However, what Liu Qingshan wanted was to collect in large quantities and then sell them in a centralized manner. The biggest problem is: there is no good sales channel.
  Although the buying station also accepts mountain goods, the price is too low, so it’s just a hard-earned money.
  The counterfeit Hong Kong businessman provided a good project last time, but unfortunately it was a counterfeit.
   Channel, channel, channel is king.
  Liu Qingshan was also not sure, if he mobilized many people to go up the mountain, and finally the things he worked so hard to get back were worthless, he would be sorry to everyone.
  Back at home, he lifted up the kang mat, and the surface of the kang was covered with a layer of newspaper, just to put the fungus on it.
  Reserve part of it, put it in the pot and blanch it thoroughly, put some cabbage at noon, fry it and eat it, it is very fragrant!
  After school was over at noon, the fourth and fifth children came back cheerfully, chattering, talking about how beautiful Teacher Yang wrote, how beautiful Teacher Yang sang, Teacher Yang...
  By the way, I also sent some fungus to Grandpa and Yang Hongying to try something new.
  Liu Qingshan took a plate of blanched fungus and went to his grandfather's house.
  As soon as he went out, he saw Si Huzi and Er Mangzi, supporting Yang Hongying on one left and one on the right. After walking back slowly, Liu Qingshan greeted him: "Teacher Yang, thank you for your hard work!"
  Yang Hongying was really struggling. After all, she was the only teacher in the school, and she was still in a double-entry class, and she didn't rest in the classroom all morning.
  The so-called double-entry class was also a characteristic product at that time, that is, children of different grades were gathered in one classroom and taught by one teacher.
  For example: first teach the new lesson to the lower grade students, then ask them to write exercises, and then teach the middle grade children, the two groups take turns.
   Tired is a bit tired, but Yang Hongying is in a good mood. Such a day makes her feel extremely fulfilled.
   "What a beautiful fungus, are they wild? They are very expensive in our place."
  Yang Hongying saw the plate in Liu Qingshan's hand, blinked and said.
   "The fungus is a hair product. Your foot is injured and you can't eat it. I gave it to my grandparents."
  Liu Qingshan said in a serious manner, and couldn't help but move in his heart: Yes, Teacher Yang is from a big city. I wonder if there is a channel?
   "Go back, Zhang Chang, Zhang He, thank you."
  Yang Hongying sent Si Huzi and Er Mangzi back, and it was also the first time that Liu Qingshan knew the size of these two little guys.
  The little boy walked away happily, and Yang Hongying glanced at Liu Qingshan: "Sanfenger, you are taking revenge, blame me for kicking you out of the classroom in the morning, don't you, Sanfenger..."
  This girl must have done it on purpose, how can she make a long voice on purpose.
  Liu Qingshan shook his head secretly, this woman is not easy to deceive when she is older, but a little girl like Zheng Xiaoxiao is easier to deceive.
  Going forward to help Yang Hongying into the house, grandma is cooking on the side of the pot, she took the plate from Liu Qingshan's hand with a smile, but greeted Yang Hongying:
   "Hongying, you are tired, go inside and rest your legs, let's have dinner right away."
   "Grandma, I'm not tired."
  Yang Hongying's tone was a bit coquettish, and she even cast a provocative glance at Liu Qingshan.
  Liu Qingshan also cooperated, and couldn't help muttering: "Who is the kiss?"
  Grandma laughed happily and called them into the house. There were more furnishings in the house, and it seemed that they all belonged to Yang Hongying.
  Liu Qingshan helped put the kang table on, and took the porcelain jug, and boiled a drink or two for grandpa.
  It’s rainy and cool, so it’s better to warm the liquor.
  While he was busy, he chatted with Yang Hongying: "Mr. Yang, if these fungus mushrooms are shipped to the capital, will they sell well?"
   "They are all good things, and money may not necessarily buy them."
  Yang Hongying was not idle either, she limped and helped pick up the bowls and chopsticks.
   "Teacher Yang, let it go and call Sanfenger."
  Grandpa Liu Shikui said something, he really likes this girl, maybe because his son also used to be in this industry, right?
  Liu Qingshan spread his hands towards Yang Hongying: "Why do I feel that my status is going downhill?"
  Yang Hongying pursed her lips and smiled. Here, she really has a kind of homely warmth.
  Liu Shikui continued: "This mushroom fungus, we don't take it as a good thing here; but it's different in big cities."
   "If you want me to say, people are also like this, as long as it is needed, they will naturally treat you as a treasure."
  The old man's words obviously meant something, so Yang Hongying stopped laughing and sat on the edge of the kang, thinking about something quietly.
   "It's time to eat, Sanfeng'er, you can eat here at noon."
  Grandma brought vegetables into the house, and Liu Qingshan was also going to discuss with Yang Hongying about the distribution of mountain products, so he stayed.
  Lunch is very simple, stewed beans, steamed cake on top, cornmeal, mixed with some white flour, it tastes sweet in your mouth.
   There was also a plate of fried black fungus with Chinese cabbage. The color was very bright.
  Her heart is struggling now: If you are looking for a relationship, then selling fungus is definitely not a problem.
  But the consequence of doing this is that the family will definitely follow the vines and find this place, which is not what she wants.
Of course, Liu Qingshan could see that Yang Hongying had something on his mind, so he didn't mention it. In his plan, it would be best to sell these mountain products to Hong Kong Island. It would be even better if they could be exported. .
  When Yang Hongying put down her chopsticks, she finally made up her mind: Since she came to this impoverished small mountain village, she is a member of this place, and has the responsibility and obligation to help change the poor and backward life here.
She raised her eyes and stared at Liu Qingshan with shining eyes: "Xiaoshanzi, I used to know a friend from an island country. Their country likes to eat wild vegetables and fungi. When the day is off, I will go to the commune to make a call to see if I can eat it." Can't get in touch with her."
   This is the best way Yang Hongying can think of, it won't disturb the family, and it can do something for the folks in Jiapigou.
   "Okay, I will carry you on Sunday!"
  Liu Qingshan was a little excited. He knew that the past few years were the honeymoon period of diplomatic relations between the two countries, and economic and trade exchanges were very frequent.
   And what Yang Hongying said is right, the islanders have a morbid preference for wild vegetables and fungi.
   "Sanfeng'er, I'm afraid of your bicycle."
  After Yang Hongying finished talking about the business, she immediately changed her address and began to draw out her voice again.
  Liu Qingshan was also full, so he put down his job and hurried to the field: "Well, I'm leaving first, and I will inform the villagers now that I will go to the mountains to pick mountain goods tomorrow."
  (end of this chapter)

Chapter 49 channel is king

Chapter 49 Channel is King Going home from school, Liu Qingshan bumped into Datou on the way, and he also carried a long bench to send his two younger sisters to school. After waiting for a few minutes, the big head quickly ran back, and smiled and tugged Liu Qingshan: "Go, go pick fungus with me!" "Jishan, are you not afraid of rain?" Liu Qingshan raised his head and looked into the distance, the undulating mountains were shrouded in misty rain. That mountain, the villagers call them Doubao...

MTL - Hello 1983

Chapter 49 channel is king

MTL - Hello 1983 - Chapter 49 channel is king