MTL - Dashan Makes a Living 1984-Chapter 194 190: Wang Tianxiao's Xiaojiujiu

  Chapter 194 190: Wang Tianxiao's Little Jiujiu

  After Wang Dabao left, Wang Tianxiao checked the time, it was just after ten o'clock, and there was still a lot of time before two o'clock in the afternoon, so he went to the medicine supply and marketing cooperative in the town to talk to Mi Qingsong about some techniques of planting herbs.

  Ever since the dandelion and capsicum were sown, he has not cut off contact with Mi Qingsong.

He knew that Mi Qingsong was a master and expert in planting Chinese herbal medicine, so basically he would visit him after a while, saying it was to report on work, but in fact it was to learn more knowledge and experience on the one hand, and on the other hand, He himself is little Jiujiu.

  According to his conception and estimation, there should be tens of thousands of catties of harvest of the two kinds of herbal medicines this year.

  Herbal medicine is no more than ordinary crops or economic crops, and its sale requires special customers or channels.

   Otherwise, who can eat such a huge medicinal material in one go.

  Wang Tianxiao, a non-governmental channel, does not consider first-hand for the time being. He has been planning to sell herbal medicines to supply and marketing cooperatives from the beginning.

  Although the price of the supply and marketing cooperative is relatively low, it is stable and can be absorbed in large quantities, so he doesn't have to worry about sales.

But to absorb such a large amount, the supply and marketing cooperatives in towns like Qingquan Town are obviously not qualified. Just as Wang Tianxiao bought seeds at the time, the supply and marketing cooperatives needed to obtain them from other places. To consume and absorb so many herbs, the supply and marketing cooperatives also needed to find more channel.

   Either contact the superior department, or contact the corresponding medicinal material processing company or pharmaceutical factory.

  Wang Tianxiao has just arrived and has no resources in this area, so he can only bet all his chips on Mi Qingsong.

  Wang Tianxiao went to several supply and marketing cooperatives and shops in the town, only to buy a pair of "Phoenix" cigarettes and two bottles of Qingcheng Baijiu.

  Phoenix brand cigarettes are not particularly good cigarettes. They are much cheaper than Hongtashan and Hardemen, but slightly more expensive than Gray Rabbit, Peony, and Yunyan.

  But Phoenix brand cigarettes are a very special kind of smoke.

  It seems that special spices were added to it when it was manufactured, which caused the smoke to have a strange fragrance. After it was lit, its fragrance was all around.

Wang Tianxiao knew before that Mi Qingsong liked this brand of cigarettes, so every time he went to see him, he would never forget to bring two of them, but he didn't expect that the sales of this kind of cigarettes seemed to be getting worse and worse. It's on sale.

  Wang Tianxiao came out of the small shop that sold cigarettes, walked for a while, and suddenly went back to buy all the Phoenix cigarettes in the shop at once.

By the way, he also asked why this kind of tobacco is so difficult to buy now. The information he got was that the production of this brand of tobacco seems to be difficult to supply, so the upstream supply is limited. to.

  When Wang Tianxiao heard the news, he rolled his eyes and smiled and said, "Boss, I really like the taste of this kind of cigarette. From now on, as long as this kind of cigarette arrives, I will keep all of them. I want as much as I have."

  The store owner grinned, revealing a mouthful of pitch-black teeth.

   "I don't think you want to smoke, but you want to give it to others?"

   "Huh?" Wang Tianxiao was taken aback for a moment, but didn't deny it, "How do you know?"

   "What am I doing? I sell cigarettes. There is no smell of smoke in your mouth when you speak, and there is no smell of smoke on your body. Your fingers are not yellowish, and your teeth are white and clean. You don't look like a regular smoker."

   "Are you really careful in observing?" Wang Tianxiao didn't expect that there were experts in the folk, and he sighed sincerely.

"As for giving away, it's also very simple. Since you don't smoke, you must give it to others. But I think you don't give it to relatives and friends, let alone your family, but you should give it to anyone who asks for it. Man, am I right?"

  Wang Tianxiao was even more surprised.

  This little boss can be a detective.

"Don't be surprised, it's actually very simple. Think about it, who would be willing to do so many things for a person close to him? People, isn't it just giving the best patience to others, and leaving nothing to worry about?" For the family?"

  The boss said, and gave Wang Tianxiao all four phoenix cigarettes.

   "I'll keep it for you, but at this price..."

   "The price is easy to negotiate. I will give you 20% more price per stick in the future, but you have to promise me that you are not allowed to sell the cigarettes to others."

"Don't worry, my brother-in-law said that they will turn to the southern market to make typical brands, and there will not be much supply here in the future. I am afraid that in Qingquan Town, or even in Qingcheng, no one will be able to get it except my old rice. Smoked."

"That's good."

  Wang Tianxiao nodded with satisfaction.

  There are still some smart people in this era. He used to put the limitations of the era on them in general, and gave them a stereotype that they have never seen the world, which is really wrong.

  Qingcheng baijiu is a kind of baijiu produced in Qingcheng. Its positioning is a bit like the Niulan Mountain and the old village chief in later generations.

  The alcohol content is not too high, and the taste is average. For people with a good capacity for alcohol, this kind of liquor that does not exceed 40 alcohol tastes completely tasteless, not much better than water.

  Because it is local wine, there are two kinds of packaged and bulk wine on the market.

  Ordinary people generally drink in bulk, and use a plastic pot to beat ten catties, which is two or three yuan. When I come back from work every day, when I feel sleepy or bored, I drink such a small cup, which looks like one or two more, and I can immediately feel energetic and energetic.

  For "decent people", they usually drink bottled, and the degree of bottled is slightly higher. After all, it is not easy to be mixed with water by retail dealers like bulk.

  Mi Qingsong likes this Qingcheng baijiu very much, even surpassing Peng Yangchun from the provincial capital and Xifeng from the neighboring province. Wang Tianxiao also did what he liked, and basically brought him two bottles every time.

  Of course, Wang Tianxiao did not forget to buy two catties of sunflower seeds and two catties of fruit candy in the supply and marketing cooperative.

  He packed the two things separately, which were prepared for the two female compatriots at the counter of the supply and marketing cooperative.

  Wang Tianxiao and them are very familiar with each other now, and every time he goes to see Mi Qingsong, he will bring them some snacks.

   After coming and going, the two women were also very enthusiastic about him.

  He intends to completely take down the supply and marketing cooperative from top to bottom, paving roads and building bridges at ordinary times, so that it can be unimpeded at critical times.

   This is the ability he learned naturally after his rebirth, as if he had suddenly become enlightened.

  He knows very well that in this world, except for the very rare true feelings, other people and people are just exchanging with each other, it just depends on what the chips used for the exchange are.

  Wang Tianxiao entered through the side door of the supply and marketing cooperative, knocked lightly on the back door, handed the things they had brought to them happily, and then followed the outside stairs to the second floor.

  The supply and marketing cooperative has two floors of houses, plus a backyard.

  The courtyard is a circle of bungalows, serving as a warehouse for various medicinal materials. The bottom floors of the first two floors are external windows, and the upper floor is an attic, which basically belongs to the unique space of Mi Qingsong.

  Wang Tianxiao is also familiar with the road.

  When he entered, Mi Qingsong was watching a video tape.

  In this age when electricity was not sent to the countryside, but when he went to the village, Mi Qingsong was able to own a device for playing videos. Wang Tianxiao was very shocked when he saw it for the first time.

   What surprised him even more was that the videos above were all in foreign languages, not English.

  Wang Tianxiao has never learned English, but his son often said to his grandson tutoring that he can be sure that the people in the video do not speak English.

   "Tian Xiao, sit down."

  Mi Qingsong temporarily turned off the video recorder, went to make a cup of tea for Wang Tianxiao, and put it on the tea table.

He himself has always held a small teapot of purple sand, and when he wants to drink, he directly picks up the teapot and pours it into his mouth. If you say it is not exquisite, the teapot is not bad, but if you say it is exquisite, there is always a kind of roughness and conflict like a cow chewing peony .

   "Here are some cigarettes and two bottles of wine for you. You smoke and drink slowly." Wang Tianxiao put the cigarettes and wine on the side of the tea table.

   "Why are you being so polite every time? It's fine for people to come and chat with me. What else do you bring? It costs money."

   "It's not a valuable thing." Wang Tianxiao smiled and sat on the sofa on the other side. "Every time I come to ask you for knowledge, I don't need to pay tuition fees. The knowledge and experience you give me are priceless treasures."

   "It's all useless experience, it's not a priceless treasure."

  Mi Qingsong was very polite and humble, but also very happy.

  He found that Wang Tianxiao was not only very thoughtful, but also good at dealing with things. He was not the kind of rigid and dogmatic young man, so he admired him more and more.

  Basically, when Wang Tianxiao asked questions, he didn't hide anything, and he could pass on everything he could say to Wang Tianxiao.

   "How is it? It's March now, how are the new shoots growing?"

  After sitting down, Mi Qingsong quickly got down to business.

   "It's okay, except for a few places that are not very ideal, most of them have already been released..."

   "Not ideal, what is the specific state?" Mi Qingsong interrupted Wang Tianxiao's next words, he didn't want to hear good things, he just wanted to hear problems.

   "It's just that the emergence rate is very low, and even those that come out seem to have limited vitality and grow quite slowly, and I'm afraid they won't grow up in a while."

   "It's not just a short while, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up again." Mi Qingsong frowned, "Herbal medicine is also a kind of plant, and all plants must meet certain growth cycles and growth conditions."

  When it comes to professional issues, Mi Qingsong can't stop talking every time, like a deflated balloon refilled with air, and then froze again.

"The growth cycle means that in a certain environment and climate temperature, each plant has a process of beginning and ending of life. You know, why our ancestors had twenty-four solar terms, isn't that the coping cycle. This But the experience accumulated over thousands of years is wealth, and we cannot get around this rule.”

Seeing that Wang Tianxiao was still confused, he patiently explained, "I mean, if your herb doesn't germinate now, it means you missed the cycle, and even if you germinate later, it won't produce any results because of the missed cycle. picture…"

  The old man thought about it and gave an example.

"It's like that kid. When you were young, you didn't feed him, clothe him warmly, and supplement all kinds of nutrition, so he didn't grow up well. When you are in your twenties, you just give him squid and sea cucumber all day long, and bear's paw and bird's nest for him. Hey, he won't grow taller because of this, because he has missed the growth cycle."

   "I understand. That is to say, if there are still some places where the seedlings have not emerged, there is no need to continue to worry about the issue of seedlings. No matter how much they are released, they will not be able to catch up with the mature fruit. Is that what you mean?"

   "Well, almost."

Mi Qingsong nodded, and said: "In addition to the cycle, the environment also affects the growth of plants. The environment includes more, such as water, soil, temperature, sunlight, etc., and even the surrounding species may cause different growth. The situation. These must be taken seriously, and cannot be ignored..."

  Wang Tianxiao listened carefully to what Mi Qingsong said, and remembered it in his heart.

  Especially when it came to the specific requirements for the two medicinal materials, he couldn't bear to miss a single word.

   And his serious attitude also made Mi Qingsong very satisfied, and he spoke more vigorously.

  Unknowingly, a long time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was past 12 noon. The people below came up to ask Mi Qingsong what he had for lunch, and the two came back to their senses.

  Mi Qingsong rubbed his head, laughed and said: "So it's so late, how about it, I'll have dinner at my place at noon, let's continue talking."

  Wang Tianxiao stood up and shook his head again and again, "Don't bother Mi Lao, I have an appointment with someone to talk about in the afternoon, and I'm leaving now."

   "What's the hurry, we have to wait until dinner to talk about big things, right?"

   "I really don't need it. I'll come to you next time when I'm free. I'll treat you to the most authentic mutton bun."

   "Then... okay, since you really have something to do, then I won't stop you."

  Mi Qingsong sent Wang Tianxiao out, and sent him down the stairs.

   Watching him leave in a hurry.

   Until the figure disappeared, he kept nodding.

   Full of appreciation and comfort.

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  Wang Tianxiao ate a bowl of fried noodles on the street.

   Put a lot of peppers, and asked the boss to add some chopped green onion and coriander, soak a deep-fried dough stick in it, and Meimei is full.

   After dinner, I rushed back to the village and found that people had started to gather towards the "meeting venue".

  The village meeting is divided into the village meeting and the natural team meeting.

  Village meetings are usually held in the primary school compound of Wangjia Village, and the time is always chosen on weekends, when no students go to school.

  And each natural team also has its own meeting place.

  The third team where Wang Tianxiao's family is located, the meeting place is an abandoned pit yard, which can accommodate one or two thousand people after reinforcement and reconstruction.

  All the houses in the pit yard have been damaged. After they were used as a place for meetings, two tile-roofed houses were built below, and some meeting tables, utensils, and operating tables with large speakers were placed inside.

As soon as Wang Tianxiao returned to the main road in the team, he heard a loudspeaker shouting: "Comrades of the third team, we have a meeting. We have a meeting at the old place. I have important matters to discuss with you. If you don't come, you will suffer a lot." La."

  The sound of the loudspeaker is very loud, and it is played over and over again to ensure that it can reach the ears of everyone in the family.

  Wang Dabao is very good at mobilizing the hearts of the common people, and he doesn't say what it is specifically, anyway, he will suffer if he can't say it.

   Then no one would want to suffer a loss, so they all walked towards the target in a clamor.

  Wang Tianxiao parked his motorcycle in the courtyard of the pit, just in time to meet his mother coming out, so he accompanied her there.

  Mother was actually a little surprised that he came back for a meeting today.

  Strictly speaking, Wang Tianxiao is not actually a member of Wangjia Village.

  He is now a non-agricultural household registration in the town, and the head of the household in Wangjia Village is actually his wife Li Yali.

  So, generally, whether it is Murakami or the team looking for someone, they will go to Li Yali directly.

  Since you are not the head of the household, it doesn't matter whether you attend this kind of meeting or not.

   "I don't know what kind of meeting it is?"

My mother is in good health recently, and she walks with little feet, no slower than Wang Tianxiao. As she walked, she muttered: "What do you do with so many meetings all day long? Why don't you save time and do something practical? You can make big white steamed buns during meetings." ?”

  Wang Tianxiao smiled and explained: "It should be about pulling electricity."

   "For that?" Zhang Yufeng thought of something, turned around and asked Wang Tianxiao, "Is that electricity really useful?"

   "Of course it is useful, and it is very useful. Now cities and even many towns are connected to electricity. Electric lights can be used when there is electricity, and it is no longer a dark kerosene lamp."

   "I heard that Dabao said that it is the same as fairy art. I don't believe it can be so magical."

  Wang Tianxiao said with a smile: "I will pay for the electricity on your side, so don't worry, just wait and use it."

   "It said it was fifty yuan."

   "Yes, fifty dollars."

   "So much," Zhang Yufeng was still very distressed, "I don't know if it's worth spending so much money?"

   "It's a good deal, definitely a good deal."

"Okay, then do as you say, and I will ask you to spend money again. You have spent a lot of money on your mother recently. You can handle it. If it is not possible, my mother has saved some here. I will give it to you." You." Zhang Yufeng said, ready to dig out the things in his inner pockets.

   "No need, I can handle it. Your son is not the same person now, and I'm fine now." Wang Tianxiao pressed his mother's hand.

   "Really?" Zhang Yufeng looked into Wang Tianxiao's eyes.

   "No, when have I lied to you? Besides, you know that I never tell lies."

   "That's fine, I won't insist. I listen to you. If the meeting is because of this matter, I will agree."

"good."

  Wang Tianxiao was very pleased.

  Mother's stubborn character has gradually changed a little now, and he is much more relaxed.

  He has always felt that the life of many people is actually a process of reconciliation with their parents.

  The gap between him and his mother is softening.

   On the way to the venue, he also ran into Wang Tianren, looked at the child Hongwei they were holding in their hands, and wondered when Wang Tianzhong would notify them.

  Wang Tianren and his wife also noticed Wang Tianxiao who was walking with his mother, just when he saw Wang Tianxiao turned to look at them, he immediately showed an indifferent expression.

   Virtue!

  Wang Tianxiao turned around, secretly laughing.

   This couple is really hateful and ridiculous.

  Because he was with his mother, his walking speed was relatively slow. When Wang Tianxiao arrived at the venue, there was already a huge crowd of people, almost all the team members had arrived.

  Everyone has a few pages of bricks under their buttocks, or sits on the ground. Standing on it, it is full of heads, like rows of black watermelons.

  In front of everyone, there is a row of rostrum made up of two chapters of desks, covered with rose red flannelette, which looks decent.

  On the flannelette, there was a microphone and a stack of papers, probably because they were worried that the papers would be blown away by the wind, and a red brick was pressed on top.

  Captain Wang Dabao stood behind the rostrum, wiping his sleeves and looking at his watch from time to time.

  (end of this chapter)