The August wind was still hot, and the warm sunlight shone on the earth. The rehmannia seedlings had already sprouted from the soil. Although there were only a few leaves, they looked plump and green, with thick white hairs on the leaves.
"Sister Guoling, are you weeding?"
Li Xiangdong looked at the large patch of Rehmannia glutinosa seedlings with satisfaction. He casually pulled up the purslane next to him, threw it on the ridge, patted the dirt off his hands, and greeted Li Guoling.
Li Guoling was sweating profusely, her face flushed. Hearing Li Xiangdong's voice, she looked up and smiled, "Xiangdong's back? How's your grandma?"
"Much better!"
Li Xiangdong walked over and squatted down next to Li Guoling. "Sister Guoling, aren't you planning to take the college entrance exam?"
Li Guoling and Li Zhen are about the same age. In their past lives, one of them was raped and committed suicide, while the other was forced into a marriage exchange and lived a life worse than death. Both of their lives were tragic.
After Li Xiangdong was reborn, he changed the predetermined life trajectories of the two women and resolved the crisis they had previously faced.
Li Zhen is currently preparing for next year's college entrance examination, and Li Xiangdong hopes that Li Guoling will also have a bright future.
Li Guoling smiled shyly, "Xiangdong, I'm not as good at studying as your fourth sister. I try my best to memorize the knowledge in the textbook, but I still can't remember it. However, I find the Chinese herbal medicine planting techniques taught by Doctor Gu and Factory Director Yan quite interesting. Now I study Chinese herbal medicine every day, and this kind of life is pretty good."
Li Xiangdong smiled back, "Sister Guoling, I'm leaving this patch of Rehmannia glutinosa to you. You'll be in charge of many more Chinese herbal medicines in the future!"
Li Guoling nodded confidently, "I guarantee they'll all be well managed!"
There is never just one path in life; some people like reading, while others like farming.
What constitutes a correct life?
Li Xiangdong thought that he should just live his life in a way that makes him feel comfortable!
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Li Xiangdong divided the local specialties he brought from western Sichuan into several portions and sent them to Factory Director Yan, Liu Donglai, Master Jiang, and Third Sister.
Factory Director Yan opened the jar of matsutake oil, took a deep breath, and beamed with joy. "Wow! It smells so good! I haven't had matsutake in decades."
Huang Guimei opened a jar of canned oranges, poured them into a blue-flowered bowl, put a spoon on it, and handed it to Li Xiangdong, saying, "I brought these back all the way from western Sichuan. You can keep them for yourselves. You always think of your uncle and me when it comes to good things."
Li Xiangdong loves citrus fruits, including Wogan tangerines, jelly oranges, navel oranges, mandarins, and pomelos.
He took the blue bowl, scooped up a spoonful of orange, and ate it. A refreshing sweet and sour taste filled his mouth. "If I dared to eat it all by myself, wouldn't my uncle beat me up?"
Factory Director Yan was amused and laughed heartily.
Huang Guimei took out another stack of papers from the inner room. "These are some high school physics problems I've thought of these past two days. I've written down the solution steps and thought process. Take them back to your fourth sister."
Li Xiangdong took it, carefully folded it, and put it in his pocket.
The story of how Huang Guimei started tutoring Li Zhen is a long one. When Li Xiangdong accompanied Zhao Sufang to western Sichuan, Huang Guimei would go with Director Yan to Lijiapo Brigade to help take care of Li Yan.
Once, Huang Guimei saw Li Zhen's homework that she hadn't had time to put away. From then on, Huang Guimei used the knowledge she still remembered to help Li Zhen catch up on her studies.
When Li Xiangdong returned and found out, he couldn't help but feel moved. He had only done a good deed on a whim, yet he had received so much in return!
After leaving Director Yan's house, Li Xiangdong turned a corner and went to the county committee.
Liu Donglai was working at his desk when he heard from Xiao Liu that Li Xiangdong had arrived. He put down the documents in his hand and invited him in with a smile.
When Li Xiangdong came in, he first gave him the specialties from western Sichuan that he had brought. The two then started chatting about the local customs and characteristics of western Sichuan.
What do you think of western Sichuan?
"So many mountains! One mountain after another." That was Li Xiangdong's first impression.
"Haha, what else?"
"Western Sichuan is rich in resources and has fertile land, but the roads and transportation are inconvenient. The people are trapped in the mountains and don't know how to turn dried mushrooms and wild game into money!"
"Yes, they have a very rich supply of precious fungi, and these mushrooms are very popular in Yanjing City."
Liu Donglai picked up the dried matsutake mushroom and weighed it in his hand. "Take this dried matsutake mushroom, for example. In the capital, it's sold by weight, five yuan for one tael!"
Li Xiangdong's eyes widened. He knew that termite mushrooms were very expensive in later generations, but were they still this expensive now?
Five yuan for one tael, so fifty yuan for one jin!
"And these red mushrooms are even more expensive than termite mushrooms! One tael of red mushrooms costs eight yuan. Generally, red mushrooms are used to stew eggs during postpartum confinement to help new mothers recover."
"Red mushrooms are more expensive than termite mushrooms?"
Li Xiangdong was a little skeptical. He hadn't eaten much red mushrooms, morels, or matsutake mushrooms in his previous life, but he often ate truffles.
Liu Donglai sighed, "Yes!" and put the red mushroom back in his hand.
Red mushroom, also known as red mushroom, large red mushroom, true red mushroom, large red mushroom, red pine mushroom, large red mushroom, postpartum red mushroom.
Li Xiangdong's eyes lit up; it seemed he had to get his uncle and Uncle Yulong to collect more big red mushrooms.
In western Sichuan, red mushrooms are not considered to have such high value. Many people are afraid of eating them and end up with nothing but red umbrellas and white stems, so they subconsciously avoid collecting them.
The large red mushrooms he brought back were harvested by his stepfather, Luo Hong, for his grandmother, Liu Jiangsu, to nourish her body. When they returned home, his stepfather brought them all back with him.
Grandpa also told him the secret to distinguishing between red mushrooms and poisonous mushrooms.
The stem of the red mushroom is hard and very tough. When picking it, you need to use a tool made of bamboo strips to pry it up from the bottom.
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