"So that's how it is." Zhou Yian nodded and saw a hint of red on the edge.
The hand holding Song Songbai moved, "Look, that's it."
In a lush green meadow, the red color really stands out.
Song Songbai was stunned for a moment, then walked forward, pushed aside the weeds beside him, and carefully examined the leaves.
Really?!
"Yes, it looks like ginseng. Let me dig it up." The little hamster is not only cute, but also very lucky.
Song Songbai dug the soil with his hands to avoid damaging the ginseng, so his speed was a bit slow.
Zhou Yian was getting a little bored, so he started walking around.
Following the aunties’ instructions, I started digging wild vegetables again.
The soil here where the ginseng grows is rich in nutrients, and the wild vegetables are also good, obviously better than those dug halfway up the mountain. Zhou Yian secretly transferred some into the space.
No wonder Wang Baochuan laughed so happily, playing house is fun.
While digging, they found a huge rotten piece of wood with a lot of wood ears growing on it.
She also loves to eat black fungus. Black fungus stewed with bones is delicious.
Zhou Yian tried hard to turn the wood over, thinking that there must be a lot of wood ear mushrooms underneath.
"Ah!" It's so scary!
There were bugs everywhere, densely packed and wriggling.
Song Songbai ran over quickly, "What's wrong? Don't be afraid."
Zhou Yian hopped behind him like a rabbit, "Woo woo, there are so many bugs, so scary."
Song Songbai took a closer look and saw that there were indeed a lot of insects crawling around on the rotten wood. The scene was a bit scary.
But there seemed to be something at the bottom edge of the wood, and the color was bright.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Song Songbai comforted softly.
I walked forward, pressed down on the area where there was no wood, and lifted it up. Sure enough, there was a Ganoderma lucidum underneath.
Bright colors and smooth surface.
Zhou Yian saw him picking at something and asked, "What is this? I just saw it and thought it was a poisonous mushroom, so I didn't pick it."
"It's Ganoderma. There are many types of Ganoderma, and this one is one of them. It's called Tea Disease Ganoderma."
"I see. I've seen brown Ganoderma before, but I didn't expect there would be one this bright."
"Yeah." Song Songbai was silent. He often went up the mountain but always got nothing. But as soon as Zhou Yian went up the mountain, he found ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum.
The contrast is too tragic.
After helping her break off the Ganoderma lucidum and putting it away, Song Songbai went back to continue digging ginseng.
A diligent ginseng digger.
Return with a full load.
The ginseng dug out was a very long one with thick roots. It must have been many years old, so Song Songbai had some difficulty digging it out.
It should sell for a lot of money.
Zhou Yian looked at Qian Xingxing with eyes.
She felt that she had made the right decision to come to the Northeast. Not only did she meet Song Songbai, but the mountains were also rich in resources. A trip to the mountains greatly satisfied her desire to stock up.
"Ganoderma lucidum does not need to be processed, you can keep it yourself. I will process the ginseng first and give it to you when the time comes." Song Songbai was very considerate.
"Okay, I'm also tired of this." Zhou Yian was not worried that he would take it away. He was obviously a nobleman and would not embezzle her things.
"It's so much fun in the mountains. We'll come back when we have time."
"Okay, but if you go to the deep mountains here, call me. I just saw wild boar footprints." So there is still some ginseng left here. They walked a little deeper.
"Okay, got it."
It was a little late when we got down the mountain, and the sun was setting.
The sunset glow floats in the sky, casting a glow that shines on the countryside.
Zhou Yian looked down and saw a golden farmland with rippling water. Against the backdrop of the sunset, it was incredibly beautiful.
"It's so beautiful. I wish I had a camera." Zhou Yian had an idea. If he had a camera, he could take pictures and send them to the newspaper office.
The village chief of Gejiazhuang insisted that they go to work because now the grain is distributed in a ratio of 70% to 30% for labor.
As long as you were registered in Gejiazhuang, you would receive 70% of the head rations even if you didn't work, and the rest would be distributed according to your work points. So if you didn't get many work points but received head rations, you would be easily criticized.
So how do we solve this problem?
It's all about creating value! Who would dislike a valuable person? Even if that person is a little lazy, that's fine.
Zhou Yian also analyzed that it would definitely not work to do farm work all the time. She could only break five centimeters of corn a day, which was slightly better than a child. That would definitely not work and there was no point.
Apart from farm work, the easier jobs in the village are all assigned to each person, and it is impossible for a person from another place to do the job.
The only way to do that is to find a way out, and writing an article to report it is a good way. Now, if a village or production team can report it, it is undoubtedly an honor.
And it is a regular Beijing newspaper.
She used to work in literature, so when I first interviewed her, she could just make up stories at will.
She thought it would be okay to use such beautiful photos and polish them to promote the positive energy of farmers.
Now the question is, where is the camera?
She had never seen high-end items like cameras in department stores before. She wondered if she should buy them at a foreign exchange store.
Since I can't afford a camera, I can only use plain text. But plain text doesn't have the same impact as the beautiful pictures just now.
"Ouch," the way down the mountain was a bit slippery, and Zhou Yian accidentally slipped down while thinking.
Song Songbai didn't hold him back for a moment.
After seeing Zhou Yian fall down in a daze, he stood there in a daze, his eyes full of disbelief.
He suppressed his laughter and pulled her up, "What are you thinking about? You are not walking carefully at all."
"I was thinking, such a beautiful scene, it's a shame I don't have a camera." Zhou Yian didn't care. Who doesn't fall in life? Maybe falling here will save him from falling in the future.
Song Songbai recalled the scene just now. The sunset glowed on her face, and even her hair looked gentle. It was indeed very beautiful.
"Well, it's a pity."
After receiving the response, Zhou Yian was obviously much more excited and started to talk behind him.
The setting sun shines on them, appearing gentle and quiet.
"I want to eat shepherd's purse dumplings tonight. I dug a lot during the day and my hands are tired."
"knew."
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