Baskets of hazel mushrooms were transported to the threshing ground of the platoon headquarters. Chu Miaohong and his men quickly processed and dried the mushrooms.
Until the entire threshing ground was filled with hazel mushrooms, but... the hazel mushrooms in the forest were still being sent out in baskets.
"I can't pick it anymore!"
Seeing some male educated youth climbing onto the roof to dry hazel mushrooms, Zhang Hongcheng had to force them to stop.
But early the next morning, Zhang Hongcheng had only said a few words when everyone couldn't wait to rush out with their baskets on their backs.
Who knows how long this horrible weather will last?
We must hurry up and pick!
On the third day, a drizzle came to the forest farm again and it didn't stop until two days later.
The hazel mushrooms, which had been mined out of a small area by the educated youth, were finally revived.
Everyone is suffering and happy.
I’m tired, very tired, but I just don’t want to stop!
Across the broken road on the mountainside, fresh hazel mushrooms were piled high on a small truck.
Jian Yong and Xue Zhanhong carefully checked the rainproof tarpaulin several times before carefully driving down the mountain.
Hongqi Forest Farm previously had a privileged approval document that allowed it to bypass the supply and marketing department of the regiment headquarters and directly contact the supply and marketing departments of the regiment, county, and local areas to sell hazelnuts, mushrooms, and other products produced in the mountains.
Qu Honghao also made a military order to go to the mountains, but the monthly production targets were not met or even non-existent, and they were not eligible for any benefits from the division or regiment.
They can only rely on this channel to exchange some things to improve their lives.
Of course, Qu Honghao is not as generous as Zhang Hongcheng, who bought a whole truck of hazel mushrooms at once.
Hazel mushrooms are very much to the taste of people in Northeast China, but they are usually only available after the rain in July and August.
If it weren't for the abnormal weather this year and the high temperature in the forest farm located in the center of atmospheric pressure, who would have been able to see this good thing at the end of October?
In the yard of the Hulin Supply and Marketing Company where it was raining heavily, Director Huang laughed and held Jian Yong's hand tightly.
"Sure, sure! I have a defective product here!"
"I never thought I could see such fresh hazel mushrooms at this time of year. I know Hongqi Forest Farm. You used to only send one or two baskets a month. Today, I've really gotten the hang of it!"
"Brother Comrade, you have also solved my urgent problem!"
It turned out that various places had entered the flood control and rescue stage one after another, and the superiors asked the supply and marketing company to immediately raise fresh vegetables to send to the soldiers on the dike.
But it is the end of October now. Although the temperature is a little higher than in previous years, the season for fresh vegetables has passed. Where can he get fresh vegetables?
Who will eat the little that’s in the greenhouse?
Although hazel mushrooms are not green, they can definitely be considered as real vegetables at this time!
"Please report to your boss. I still need this food. No, I should borrow a truck. Is that okay?"
Director Huang saw that Jian Yong seemed a little embarrassed and hurriedly asked someone to get something.
"Quick, take some of the expiring canned fruit from the warehouse, a few pieces of the wrongly dyed cloth, and the extra internal tickets we've prepared for the New Year. Bring them all over! Lend them to the Hongqi Forest Farm immediately."
The staff was stunned.
Where can they find the canned fruits that are about to expire in their warehouse?
The color of the fabric is correct!
Besides, the tickets were printed as planned, just a few dozen more.
Fortunately, the section chief understood what Director Huang meant and hurriedly dragged the staff away.
If the director says yes, then there must be!
Jian Yong felt even more embarrassed.
"Hey, Director Huang, would you like to bring another car?"
He said this with a red face, feeling in his heart that he was being too shameless.
But Director Huang just hugged him.
"Xiao Jian, you are such a good person!"
......
Qu Honghao sat on the roof with an umbrella, looking at the farmland and settlement flooded by heavy rain, his head buzzing with the sound of rain.
As the name suggests, the wetland is the place with the lowest altitude within hundreds of miles.
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