She took some belongings, big and small, and distributed them to the villagers.
Everyone, whether Aunt Liu or Fatty, received a gift.
"Alas, Mo Yatou's heart hasn't grown bigger this time she went to Dadi. She still cares about us so much!"
"Qingyang and Mo Yatou are both honest children!"
"Look at this dessert! It's the first time I've seen something so exquisite in my life!"
When he came back this time, Secretary Zhao also learned Lu Qingyang's true identity.
Who could have imagined?! Who could have imagined the only son of a military leader who could shake the capital city with just a stomp of his feet?
Not only did he serve as the team leader of the production team in this remote countryside, carrying several kilograms of grain at a brisk pace, but he could also skillfully wield a sickle and work hard with the fellow villagers in this barren land, facing the yellow fields and back to the sky.
For the sake of a year's harvest, they sweat profusely under the scorching sun, doing the heaviest farm work!
At this moment, Wang Shun had already counted all the grain. This year's grain output was eight times that of last year, which even he himself found incredible.
Lu Qingyang didn't have any emotional fluctuations. This was better than he had imagined. After all, these seeds were all cultivated in the spiritual fields, which was within his expectations.
And he has a new idea. He plans to plant the blueberries he cultivated on the newly reclaimed land starting next year.
Upon hearing this, Wang Shun immediately persuaded them: "That's right. Our grain production is so high, why do we need to grow fruit? In addition to the taxes, every household in our village can have enough food to eat."
Of course Lu Qingyang knew all this, but now it was 1977.
In 1978, the land system was reformed. Now it is a collective system, and back then it was the household responsibility system.
The economic value of this fruit is high and the market demand is large. As long as the sales channels are opened up, the income level of individual farmers can be greatly improved! It is especially suitable for hillsides and thin land!
His thoughts continued to extend to the livelihood of the people in Liuxi, which is closely related to their lives but faces great challenges: hunting.
We are all good at making a living from the land.
But now the pressure on the ecological environment has begun to emerge.
Besides, the hunting industry will not last for more than a year, at most a few years, and the state's laws and regulations in this regard will be gradually improved and tightened.
Time has come, and the mountain people must transform and cannot rely solely on this.
No matter how good a hunter is, he still has to shoot.
If they still planted grain, farmers would most likely still be struggling on the poverty line, but it would be different if they planted fruit...
Lu Qingyang looked at a forest not far away and said, "I think that piece of land is also good. We can grow some Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng."
Wang Shun: “???”
In his heart, he thought that the captain might have gone to the city and came back with his brain crazy. How could he have such a strange idea?
He continued to ask eagerly, this was the most realistic question: "But we, we have to pay the public grain and the requisitioned grain according to the amount every year! That is a hard task! If we don't grow food on the land and instead grow those... those precious things, how can we complete the task? If we fail to complete the task, it will be a big mistake!"
Wang Shun's concerns are the most real and common concerns in the current context.
Paying public grain was the iron rule of that year and one of the core tasks of all production teams. It was a matter of great importance!
"Accountant Wang, I made up my mind to implement this plan after I went to Beijing and came back." He paused and said, "Think carefully, what is the reason behind this?"
Wang Shun thought about it carefully, and suddenly realized something. He lowered his voice and asked, "Do you have any inside information?"
Lu Qingyang nodded with a smile.
"But..." Wang Shun was excited, but a practical problem popped up in his mind again, "Captain Lu, these Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng are treasures from the deep mountains and old forests, they are very delicate! We...we are rough and unsophisticated, and this is the first time we have grown crops of this size. Can we take care of those precious things? What if they die? Not only will the land be wasted, but it will also delay our mission!"
He rubbed his hands worriedly. This was a technical flaw.
"Don't worry about that. I didn't just hear some news when I was in Beijing." He pointed to his head, "I spent a few days in the library of the Agricultural College, just to find the planting information of these rare medicinal herbs and fruits. I brought all the information back."
He paused, his tone was steady and confident, and he said, "Let's first pick a small piece of suitable forest land as a test field, gain experience, succeed in one point, and then gradually expand it. At the same time--"
Lu Qingyang pointed to the grain storage that was particularly brilliant in the autumn sun, "We have this eightfold increase in grain production as a foundation! This is the biggest confidence that allows us to try new things!"
"Good! Good! Great!" Wang Shun excitedly said several good words, and the wrinkles on his face were all smiling. "Captain Lu, you decide how to do it! I, Wang Shun, will leave this old bone to you! Which forest do you want to pick? I will arrange it right away! Let's start the experimental field!"
On the next day, Lu Qingyang led several members of the original hunting team and climbed up a gently sloping woodland with its back against the col and facing the valley.
The woods here are sparse, the fallen leaves are thick, the sunlight shines through the treetops in patches, and the air is moist and slightly cool.
"This is it!" Lu Qingyang squatted down and pushed aside the thick humus with his hands, revealing the dark brown soil rich in organic matter. "The humus layer is thick, the shade is just right, it is sheltered from the wind and faces the sun, and the humidity is enough. Cut off some of the shrubs on the east side to increase ventilation and scattered light in the morning and evening. This is one of the most ideal environments for cultivating Ganoderma lucidum!"
He pointed to the roots of several sturdy old trees not far away and said: "The soil near the roots of these linden trees and oak trees is cool and well-drained. It is a good place to cultivate wild ginseng!"
Wang Dagang rubbed his hedgehog-like crew cut with the back of his hand, frowning: "Is it really reliable to do these plantings?"
Several teammates nearby who also relied on hunting nodded silently, with the same confusion in their eyes.
For them, giving up hunting is not just giving up a means of livelihood, but more like abandoning a deep-rooted way of life.
The mountain breeze, the night dew, the thrill of battling wits and courage with wild beasts on the line of life and death... cannot be replaced by digging the ground and planting medicine.
"Besides," Dagang's voice became lower and more stubborn, "The forest is there, and living things are running there. We are not going to kill them all, we know the rules! We won't kill musk deer cubs, and we won't scare nesting birds! Isn't this how our ancestors have lived... generation after generation?"
Wang Shun felt uncomfortable when he saw Dagang's expression.
He knew how deep the feelings of these "mountain rats" were for the mountains.
He opened his mouth to persuade her again, but when he saw Lu Qingyang approaching him, he remained silent.
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