Early in the morning, Sun Ziqiang drove the excavator up the mountain. Qiaoqiao followed behind him on a big dog. There were two oranges sitting in the truck bed, and a group of dogs followed behind him!
All of them were fat and strong, and their evil spirits were astonishing. Zhang Yanping couldn't help but sigh: "Our General Qiao Qiao's trip is amazing!"
Qiao Qiao came out, and Xin Jun, a teacher, had nothing to teach, so he slowly followed behind. Seeing this scene, he first took out his mobile phone and took a photo.
Zhang Yanping came over and took a look: "Damn it! The composition is so good!"
The large colorful flower at the front of the photo is like a brilliant rainbow, and two orange cats with golden coats facing the sun are meowing and yawning in the carriage.
Behind the car, several dogs with shiny coats were galloping behind the car, looking very lively and enthusiastic!
"Quick, quick, pass it to me! I'll use it as a live broadcast cover in a minute!"
Zhang Yanping became anxious: "I must make a serious announcement this time!"
On the mountain, Zhang Wang's family had borrowed a stack of plastic baskets from the factory to hold kudzu. Looking at the green and thick vines all over the hillside, their expressions were filled with reluctance and joy.
Reluctantly, kudzu roots have slowly grown on this hillside since it was cleared of wasteland. He and his wife have been digging it every year for ten years.
The oldest of these kudzu roots has been growing for ten years, and the vines are as thick as a forearm.
Fortunately, if we dig them all out this time, we will probably make a lot of money. As you get older, you will feel more at ease if you make more money.
Qiaoqiao set up her mobile phone, making sure that she could face the hillside and take pictures of the kudzu vines next to it. At this moment, she smiled with satisfaction:
"Children, today I will teach you how to dig kudzu!"
Only then did Zhang Yanping rush over panting:
"Don't worry! Wait until I make a cover!"
As he said that, he quickly took out his mobile phone and fiddled with it for a while. As expected, the cover of the live broadcast room was changed to the one taken by Xin Jun.
It was clearly early in the morning, at seven or eight o'clock in autumn, and the sun had just reflected its golden light, and many viewers came into the live broadcast room one after another.
Zhang Yanping was proud: "Look! How important this good cover is!"
Xin Jun stared at the live broadcast room: "No one shouted anything like checking in, they are all old fans from before... It can be seen that for Qiao Qiao, the cover or not is not that important."
Zhang Yanping was immediately anxious: "How is it possible? How could there be so many people this early in the morning, if the cover hadn't been so attractive?"
Xin Jun said slowly: "Is it possible that workers always get up at this time to go to work no matter what time of year it is?"
Fans who just entered the live broadcast room:...
[crying out loudly]
[Worker, working soul, get up early and live broadcast the master]
[I clicked in when I heard the notification. Since the gangster brother said so, then exit and take another look at the cover...]
[Damn, the cover is so comfortable! At first glance, there is no Party A to intervene...】
[Envy...The vast world has a lot to offer, but it has to be in the countryside and mountains! 】
Everyone was busy when suddenly they saw Sun Ziqiang walking over, with helpless expressions on his face:
"Uncle, I really lost 1,500! I didn't look carefully yesterday and didn't notice that there are not only pink kudzu on your mountain, but also so many kudzu!"
Ah, Qiao Qiao doesn't understand this.
"Brother Sun, isn't that all kudzu root?"
[Raise your hand to speak, I know! Kudzu produces more powder, while Kudzu produces less powder, and the effect is the same]
[So there are two types of kudzu root? 】
[What is a 1,500 loss? 1500 acquisition? 】
[What good thing are you thinking about? The wild kudzu dug in our hometown to make powder costs 80 per pound]
【Ah ah ah ah kudzu powder! Wild, I want it! 】
[Such a hillside is covered with kudzu, so it shouldn’t be considered wild, right? 】
[You don’t think that people from deep mountains and old forests are the ones? Same thing in this bush]
[No one in the countryside specially grows this stuff. If you want to dig it in the mountains...]
[Don’t forget, this mountain was also barren a few months ago, but the surrounding area has been dug up and tidied up]
Brother Sun was helpless: "The roots of kudzu are deep! The pink kudzu is thicker and the depth is okay. It is easier for the excavator to dig."
"Chai Ge is different. It's slender and slender, and its roots grow very deep. I wish I could grow several meters long... How can I dig it thoroughly?"
It's not that it can't be dug, it's just that it takes a lot of effort and effort, and the time machine has to be delayed on it.
Moreover, kudzu produces a lot of powder. If you weigh 100 kilograms, you can expect to produce forty or fifty kilograms of powder. As for kudzu, if you weigh one hundred kilograms, you can produce ten kilograms...
"Uncle, tell me, why are you not clinging to Fenge?"
Zhang Wang's family was also embarrassed: "It turns out that there are barren hills in all directions, and the vines grew by themselves. We just pick out some strong vines and dig them out every year, but we didn't pay attention to how many there were..."
As for planting specifically?
People in the village would never grow their own.
Because the roots of kudzu are so deep that the vines above can climb them. If they grow strong, they can completely block the surrounding plants and prevent other trees from growing...
And if you don’t dig up the roots of this thing, it will still grow next year... Anyone who has dug mountains knows how tiring it is to dig out the roots. No one can’t think of going out to plant this in the ground!
Anyway, they don’t have much else here, just a lot of mountains.
However, Xin Jun thought for a while and said, "It's okay. Just dig the mountain at your own pace. The firewood that cannot be dug out at the bottom will not affect anything if Uncle Zhang digs it a few times when he is free."
Qiao Qiao raised her hand: "I want to dig in too."
Zhang Wangjia laughed and said, "Okay, as long as you stay away from the excavator, you can dig wherever you want."
"By the way, Qiaoqiao, tell everyone in the live broadcast room that this is not our kudzu. It will be sold when the time comes, but the price will be the same as the market price."
"okay!"
Xin Jun looked at the phone again: "I told the party secretary yesterday to ask her to prepare an account. If there are more products of the same kind in the village, there will be one more sales channel..."
Before he finished speaking, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu rode up on a motorcycle he had borrowed from someone unknown, and Zhang Yanping was stunned:
"You...you can still ride a motorcycle? Do you have a certificate?"
After saying this, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu rolled his eyes: "When I was riding a motorcycle, you didn't know where to ride a shared bicycle!"
The children who came out of the courtyard were all over the world, what wouldn't she dare to do! Those were all the things that happened when I was young and crazy. Now that I have changed my mind... Bah, now I shoulder the responsibility and feel the glory of the party, there is no need to mention the past.
After finishing speaking, she smoothed her sleeves and took out her mobile phone: "Xin Jun, I haven't found anyone suitable for the live broadcast yet, and the same goes for the aunts in the village. When chatting, their voices are louder than the speakers. When it comes to serious matters, He’s even getting nervous.”
She handed the phone over helplessly: "Here, you can set up a live broadcast room. I'll keep this account for now! I'll replace it later when I find someone else."
Thanks to the liberalization of policies, leaders in other towns and counties have also done live broadcasts to help farmers, so her doing so is inconspicuous.
(End of chapter)
