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They didn't grow rice in the past, and there was very little material transportation and exchange at this time, even if they had money, they might not be able to buy it.

Rural people don't eat the food supply, and they can't even get the two or two rice, so where can they eat rice?

No wonder the children are so happy, like a holiday.

While talking, Er Biaozi also ran over in a hurry. His clothes and hat were covered with rice chaff, which made them dusty, and he carried a puff of smoke when he ran.

"Sanfeng, we have a bumper rice harvest this year. Guess what is the yield per mu?"

Er Biaozi yelled excitedly, opened his arms, and wanted to hug Liu Qingshan, but was grabbed by the big head: You are covered in ashes.

"Over eight hundred catties?" Liu Qingshan asked back.

"Haha, 880 catties, almost over a thousand!"

Er Biaozi was so excited, even in his godfather's Longjiang Province, the current yield per mu is not over [-], only in the experimental field, maybe it can be achieved.

Although a few decades later, the yield of rice per mu will be more than [-], which is very common, but now, if it can reach this output, it will be very high.

In this, Er Biaozi contributed a lot; in addition, the soil and water quality on their side are excellent, which is also the guarantee of high yield.

As for the situation in the village, everything was normal. After tidying up Qiu'er, besides the two mining labor teams going up the mountain every day, Captain Zhang also organized several tree planting teams to plant trees with shovels on their shoulders every day.

Planting trees is planting money. This is what Liu Qingshan said, and everyone believes it: money-making trees, money-making trees, don’t everyone say that.

After chatting with everyone for a while, Liu Qingshan threw a circle of cigarettes, and the three packs of cigarettes were gone. Zhang Ganzi was the most useless guy, with one in his mouth and one in each ear.

It was the first time he smoked this kind of Hongtashan.

Liu Qingshan called Datou and the others to move out a few cardboard boxes from the car, this is a gift for everyone.

He still did not forget to remind: "There are fermented bean curd and stinky tofu in here, choose a small jar according to your taste."

"Stinky tofu, I am most proud of this!"

Zhang Ganzi rushed over immediately, happily took away a jar of stinky tofu.

Dashuai Zhang next to him made fun of him: "Gaozi, you are in the pig farm every day, why haven't you smelled enough?"

Now the chatterbox was opened, and Da Zhang Luo also began to bury Zhang Pole with a playful smile:

"What do you eat stinky tofu? You can eat the pig manure in the pig farm. It's sure to taste better than stinky tofu!"

Zhang Ganzi is not easy to provoke: "Big Zhang Luo, believe it or not, I will pick up two buckets of pig manure at night, and pour them all over your gate!"

This power was no worse than a bomb, and Zhang Luo was so frightened that he quickly picked up a jar of stinky tofu and ran home.

"You still lick your face and talk about others, you eat better than anyone else!"

Zhang Ganzi laughed and cursed again.

Everyone burst into laughter and took their share.

It happened that the second son ran out with a bowl of rice, and asked his mother to put a piece of fermented bean curd on top of the rice, no need for vegetables, 咵咵咵嗤, it was delicious.

"The rice is delicious, and so is the fermented bean curd!" This guy was still grinning happily, his face was stained with the red color of fermented bean curd.

Liu Qingshan wiped his face for him: "In the future, when you get tired of eating rice, you should think about pasting pancakes."

"You can still eat enough rice, Brother Qingshan, I don't believe it."

Er Mangzi usually believes Brother Qingshan's words the most, but he doesn't believe this one hundred percent.

Liu Qingshan rubbed his head with a smile, then called the fourth and fifth, and drove home.

Seeing the small courtyard he was familiar with, Liu Qingshan's impetuous mood of tossing around outside suddenly calmed down, and the exhaustion all over his body completely dissipated.

"Sanfeng is back!" Liu Shikui looked at his grandson cheerfully.

"Master, this is the Moutai wine my brother bought for you!"

The little fourth is holding two bottles of Moutai, showing off to his grandfather.

"Moutai, good wine, let me have a bottle first." Professor Wang cheerfully snatched a bottle first.

Liu Qingshan also smiled and said, "Grandpa Wang, your share is in the car."

At this time, the mother and eldest sister also came out, moving things into the house in a hurry.

Lin Zhi's face was full of smiles, but her mouth was nagging: "This child, you bought so many things, how much will it cost?"

"Mother, these things are all gifts from others, and there are rewards from the county." Liu Qingshan knew that his mother lived a serious life, and even if she had money, she would not spend it lavishly, so she quickly comforted her.

Liu Jinfeng also praised at the side: "Mother, our Sanfeng is still capable!"

After the family entered the house happily, Liu Qingshan began to distribute things: basically, each person had a set of clothes and shoes, and the fourth and fifth children got two sets.

"Brother, what is this? Is it soda?" The fourth child was holding a bottle, shaking it vigorously in his hand.

Liu Qingshan said with a smile: "It's a drink from the country of America, it's called Coke, I'll give you a taste, don't, don't open it yet!"

But the little old man was quick with his hands, he had already pried it with a bottle opener, and with a snort, the foam splashed out violently.

This thing bumped all the way, and Xiao Laosi shook it for a long time, so it would be no wonder it didn't turn into a fountain.

The little fourth was taken aback. Seeing that a bottle of "soda" turned into a half bottle in the blink of an eye, he immediately became anxious. Such a good thing should not be spoiled.

So she quickly moved her small mouth up and blocked the mouth of the bottle.

As a result, the air bubbles inside were so strong that the fourth child bulged her cheeks vigorously, but she still couldn't resist, and the cola gushed out of her two little noses and eyes.

The fourth child burst into tears, and said in a crying voice, "What kind of soda is this? It's full of gas. I haven't tasted any flavor. It's all gas!"

Liu Jinfeng hurriedly brought a towel and wiped it off for her, but it became stickier and stickier, so she should take it to the washbasin and wash it thoroughly.

Everyone looked at the small appearance of the fourth child and held back their laughter so that grandma murmured softly:

"Not to mention, it's really fun to get the right name."

After she finished tidying up, Liu Qingshan opened a can of Jianlibao for her and Shan Xing, the youngest took a sip carefully, and then smiled:

"Brother, our homemade ones are delicious!"

Chapter 3 and One Songjiang Green Rice

Seeing the fourth and fifth children happily drinking Jianlibao, Liu Qingshan filled a bowl of rice soup and drank it happily.

This year's new rice comes, and there is no need to pay task grain, so the old branch secretary and captain Zhang studied, and each household first distributed four sacks.

A sack is nearly [-] catties, which is basically [-] catties per household, which is the output of one mu of land, and the cooperative can still afford it.

Is this eight hundred catties a lot?

At the moment, that's not much at all.

Because everyone's appetite is surprisingly large. A child of about ten years old, like Er Mangzi, can eat two bowls of rice in one meal.

Liu Qingshan's family also got a lot more, mainly because there were a lot of people eating at their house, so they directly awarded two thousand catties, which was a full ten big sacks.

Now there is no rice cooker or anything, cooking rice is all done with rice.

Boil water in the pot first, when the water boils, put the rice in it, boil it for two hours, then use a large strainer to scoop the rice into the pot, and steam it in the upper pot.

The by-product of this practice is a large pot of rice soup left, which is milky white and sticky, and it tastes the most nutritious.

If you add some sugar, it will be so sweet that you will be full with rice soup.

Liu Qingshan is now holding a big bowl, sipping the rice soup, and complimenting him from time to time: "This rice soup is good, the rice fragrance is really strong."

In his memory, he has never tasted such a delicious rice soup. I don't know if it is an illusion or the rice is really good.

Maybe the quality of the rice is good. First of all, no pesticides or fertilizers are used, and all the rice is farmyard manure and pond mud.

Secondly, the soil and water quality here are very high quality, and the rice grown here is of course top-notch.

Just this rice, if it is put on the market of pure natural green rice after decades, it is estimated that it costs ten yuan a catty, and people will rush to ask for it.

When it was time to eat, Liu Qingshan filled a bowl of rice, and saw that the color of the rice grains was not snow white, but a faint blue color.

Because they are all eaten by the people in my own village, the rice grains are not polished, and they do not appear crystal clear, but a bit black and bulging, and the appearance is ordinary.

But when it is put in a bowl and placed in front of you, there is a strong rice fragrance, which rises with the heat, and it keeps drilling into the nose.

“The rice is delicious!”

The little fourth brother beside him couldn't help but praise him.

Liu Qingshan also took a piece of chopsticks, stuffed it into his mouth and tasted it carefully, it was really delicious, the rice grains were firm, and there was a feeling of springing to the teeth.

The most important thing is that you can really taste the natural rice fragrance. Even if you don’t eat vegetables, you can still cook two bowls of dry rice.

"Our rice is good. Tell Er Biaozi later, you can't sell it casually."

Liu Qingshan muttered.

According to the output that Er Biaozi said, there would be hundreds of tons of rice remaining, and we had to find a market for it.

After dinner, Liu Qingshan wandered over to the team headquarters and called Chuncheng.

After tossing and turning twice, I finally found Gangzi, and Gangzi's excited voice suddenly came from the receiver:

"Qingshan, good news, Clivia has risen again, this time it is a big rise!"

Liu Qingshan hastily moved the receiver away from his ears: "Talk slowly, why are you shouting so loudly, Gangzi, you can't do this, you have to learn to calm down, you know?"

"A small flower seedling has risen to 200 yuan, Qingshan, you tell me to be calm, I am so calm!"

Liu Qingshan had no choice but to casually say to this kind of guy who was in extreme excitement:

"Then cut it off, just like those fat pigs in the pig farm in our village, who eat and sleep all day long, without any thoughts. This kind of life is not bad."

Cough cough, there were a few soft coughs from a woman on the other side of the phone, it seemed that Xiaomei was also nearby, and she protested.

Liu Qingshan stopped joking: "I read the newspaper, Clivia has been designated as the city flower of Spring City, that is to say, the original price limit order has been completely cancelled, and the price of Clivia will of course go up."

Gangzi has finally stabilized a lot. He probably was pinched by Xiaomei a few times over there, and hissed and gasped:

"Qingshan, the city also called for the development of the window sill economy, requiring every household to grow three to five pots of Clivia, and those factories and enterprises are all pouring into the Clivia market. Now the supply is simply in short supply."

"Qingshan, you're awesome, I just won't accept anyone else, I will obey you! Hey, Xiaomei, don't make trouble, besides Qingshan, I will obey you too, okay?"

There was also a smile on the corner of Liu Qingshan's mouth, probably Xiaomei was playing tricks on the other end.

Such a situation had long been expected by Liu Qingshan, so he didn't show much excitement, but asked, "How about Hou San and the others?"

Gangzi laughed loudly: "I'm also in a hurry, I want to sell the flower seedlings, but without your order, everyone dare not move, Hou San is so anxious, Qingshan, let's sell our flower seedlings quickly?"

"Don't worry, I'll talk about it when I go, tell Hou San and the others, if it really doesn't work, then ask Brother Dalong and the others to find some people, the former comrades-in-arms and so on, pull out ten or eight, and we must pay attention to ensuring that the flower shed is safe." Safe, money is not an issue!"

Liu Qingshan knew that a Clivia seedling could cost up to 500 yuan.

"Qingshan, won't the price drop again?"

Gangzi was still a little worried.

"It's okay, I have my own arrangements, you tell everyone, the more you have to be calm at this time, keep a normal mind, you should eat, you should sleep."

Liu Qingshan gave a few more instructions, and then hung up the phone. He just came home and planned to rest at home for a few days.

And now it's just the prelude to Clivia's madness, and it hasn't reached the real climax yet, so there's no need to panic.

At the same time, Chuncheng's Gangzi also put down the phone, muttering: "Calm down, you must be calm..."

Then, he got on a bicycle and went straight to the flower shed on the other side of Erdaohezi.

Here, Zhang Long and the others are also ready to fight. A circle of barbed wire has been stretched around the flower shed, and the mercury lamp is shining like daytime.

Just as Gangzi was about to turn into the yard on his bicycle, there were a few barking dogs in the yard, followed by a cold shout:

"Who, stay away, guns don't have eyes!"

"I, Gangzi, don't shoot, don't shoot!"

Gangzi yelled quickly, he knew that Zhang Long and the others really had guns in their hands.

Soon, the figures of Hu Wei and Li Tie appeared out of nowhere, with shotguns on their backs, and two big wolf dogs behind them.

Opening the movable door of the barbed wire, Gangzi pushed the bicycle in: "Hey, we've all caught up with the military restricted area."

When they entered the room, Hou San and Zhang Long didn't sleep either, mainly because they couldn't sleep at all.

Guarding such a golden mountain, who can sleep?

Zhang Long is better, and his psychological quality is stronger; Hou San is not good, the whole person is in a state of excitement and anxiety, his eye sockets are sunken, he is more like a monkey.

"Qingshan is calling!"