"What happened next? What happened next?!"
"I was so scared that my legs went weak, but when I thought about my family waiting for me, I was filled with courage and kicked the black bear in the heart, sending it flying several meters away.
It deserved its bad luck. The black bear was heavy and fell backwards, hitting the big tree next to the cave.
The axe was so strong that it cut straight through its throat. The black bear leaned against the tree, grunted a few times, and then died!
Everyone sighed and felt that Ling Jiheng was really lucky to be able to escape death in such a dangerous situation.
The old lady's eyes were red, and she raised her hand to pat Ling Jiheng's shoulder: "Look how dangerous it is, let's see if you dare to go into the mountains again!"
Ling Jiheng hurriedly comforted the old lady: "Don't dare, don't dare, grandson will stay at home and accompany you and grandpa from now on!"
The old lady was delighted. She glanced at Ling Jiheng, then at Fu Huanping, who was huddled aside to listen to the opera. "Heng'er, this is Master Fu, the one you met last night!"
"Yes, I haven't thanked Master Fu for his help yet!" Ling Jiheng stood up, clasped his fists and bowed: "Thank you very much, Master Fu!"
Fu Huanping smiled and waved his hand: "You're welcome!"
When the two first met on the top of the mountain last night, they basically guessed each other's identities.
At that time, we just exchanged a few simple greetings and did not have any in-depth communication.
When Ling Jiheng learned of Fu Huanping's purpose, he said he would need a few days to prepare. After resting, he would go to the military camp with him.
So, Fu Huanping just stayed there.
Knowing they weren't bad guys, the Ling family treated them even better. They prepared a variety of meat dishes for lunch, along with freshly cooked greens and winter mushrooms.
Fu Huanping devoured the food with such gusto that the delicious taste lingered on his cheeks. He even wanted to take some back for Zhou Chengyu to try.
"If the young general knew how well I eat, he would definitely regret not coming here in person!" Fu Huanping muttered to himself. He finished his meal before heading to Qingfeng Courtyard for a detailed discussion with Ling Jiheng.
"Master Ling, I wonder if I could ask for two tiger bones for the old general.
The old general had been away fighting for years, and his health was declining. A military doctor had told him some time ago that tiger bones had the ability to dispel wind, unclog the meridians, and strengthen the tendons and bones, but unfortunately, he hadn't been able to find a good source of the herb.
I won't take it for free, so I'll buy it at the market price."
Ling Jiheng nodded: "Okay." He didn't say it was free. After all, his information was much more valuable than tiger bones.
Fu Huanping then inquired about the folding flower racks and mushroom cultivation. After learning that the latter posed certain risks, he decisively gave up the idea of buying the recipe.
He simply asked, "I wonder if Master Ling could help me with this. I'd like to purchase fresh winter mushrooms from Qingshan Village on a long-term basis."
Ling Jiheng frowned slightly. "Qingshan Village doesn't grow winter mushrooms, but oyster mushrooms and shiitake mushrooms. These two mushrooms don't require as harsh a cultivation environment as winter mushrooms, but their yields can be multiplied. And they're incredibly delicious."
If Mr. Fu is interested, I can discuss with the village chief Song and sell it to the Zhou family army at a price of fifty coins per catty."
Fu Huanping felt that the price was a bit high, but vegetables were already precious in winter, not to mention that this was a type of mushroom that was not available on the market.
Nodding: "Okay, thank you for troubling Master Ling!"
Ling Jiheng smiled, stood up and said goodbye, wrapped himself in his cloak, and went to find Song Lizheng.
Song Li had just finished dividing the last wolf and collapsed on the kang, exhausted. Hearing Ling Jiheng was coming, he forced himself to get up and meet him.
Ling Jiheng went straight to the point and stated Fu Huanping's demands.
"Wholesale and retail prices are definitely different. Although it looks like our income has dropped drastically, people are demanding more. What the county can't handle, we give to Zhou Jiajun."
Song Lizheng was completely stunned after hearing this. He wondered what the Ling family was like. Weren't they merchants whose property was confiscated in Jiangning Prefecture? How did they get involved with General Zhou?
Could it be that those soldiers climbed up when they came to investigate the source of the rumors?
This kid is really good at scheming!
Song Lizheng's mind was full of thoughts, but he had no intention of refusing. This benefit was delivered to his door, so he had to take advantage of it.
Doing business with Zhou Jiajun is like finding a backer. What's more, there is money to be made. Only a fool would disagree!
However, this matter must be informed to the villagers to avoid being criticized for embezzling money later.
Immediately, gongs and drums were beaten to call everyone to the meeting. Song Lizheng stood in the center and said excitedly, "Family members, our good days are coming!"
"What good day is this? Uncle Village Chief, please explain it clearly!"
Li Zheng Song did not keep the secret and gave the credit to Ling Jiheng.
"Ji Heng has been working tirelessly for everyone's better lives. Just after contacting Zhou Jiajun, he found a way for everyone to make money.
They heard that we have fresh mushrooms and want to buy them in bulk.
The purchase price must be different from the retail price. I thought that fifty cents per catty would be a favor to the other party and at the same time, it would provide me with a backer.
After all, the recent income of the villagers has made several nearby villages jealous! "
What Song Lizheng said was true. Ever since the mushrooms in the village came on the market, the first and third wives of the Ling family took people to the county town to sell them several times. The mushrooms in Qingshan Village became famous in the surrounding villages.
Some people even affectionately call Qingshan Village the Mushroom Village.
Many people have been trying to figure out how to grow these mushrooms. If the villagers hadn't been so united, the recipe would have been leaked long ago.
“Besides, mushroom cultivation is not difficult, and the surrounding villages will figure it out sooner or later.
By then, we won't be able to sell our mushrooms at a good price. Maybe no one will even want them for ten cents a pound.
Why not take this opportunity to make some quick money and then consider other ways to make a living next spring?"
What Song Lizheng said made sense, and everyone thought about it for a moment and agreed.
I thought about going back and adding a few more flower beds to increase the yield, and then the losses would be recovered.
It has to be said that the wisdom of the working people should not be underestimated.
Although it was Chi Xingyue who taught them how to grow mushrooms in the beginning, some of them were smart enough to figure it out in just over a month.
Although cultivating mycelium hasn't been smooth sailing, I've already gotten a rough idea of the research direction. Given time, I'm sure I'll become a master of mushroom cultivation.
The deal was finalized, and Ling Jiheng left. However, before he even stepped into the courtyard, he was stopped by someone.
"Master Ling, please stay. Thank you for blocking the claws for Maodan. Otherwise, his heart would have been ripped out by the wolf.
This little bit of pork is not much of a token of respect, but I hope you will accept it."
Ling Jiheng looked at the high-quality pork belly, did not refuse, and took it with a smile.
However, he did not let the other party leave. He went back to the room and got a bag of pastries and half a pound of brown sugar to give back to the other party.
"It's just a simple task, no need to worry about it. Let Maodan exercise more so that he can escape from danger nimbly in the future."
"Oh, I see. Thank you, Master Ling!"
Maodan's father didn't want to return the gift, but Ling Jiheng said that he would take the meat and return the gift, which is called give and take.
Accepting gifts without giving anything in return is called being stingy.
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