When Li Shiqiang found his old man, almost everyone in the village had already set foot on their way home, except for his third uncle Li Nongxing who was still following him.
"Why have you been gone for so long?"
Li Nongchang frowned and scolded, then quickly looked into the bamboo basket behind him: "You won't use money to buy things randomly again, will you?"
When he saw that there were only two cans of malted milk in the bamboo basket, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't help but said: "Why did you buy this thing? It's a waste of money!"
Li Shiqiang smiled nonchalantly and said, "It's not worth a lot of money. You can just take it back and drink it yourself or feed it to Zai Zai."
Parents of this generation don't know how to chat with their children. They only find things to say in a scolding way, but they don't really dislike their children.
"Okay, it's time for us to leave. It's probably almost night if we walk over there."
The third uncle on the side interrupted the conversation between father and son.
"Let's go!"
Li Nongchang sighed and walked along the edge of the river beach towards Yanmen Valley.
This private work is not easy. It has to be discharged from Yanmengou and transported to the fish tail dam on the other side of Longxi.
You have to stay on the river for at least a day and a night to earn fifty yuan.
And this fifty yuan is not the price for one person, but the total price.
If divided among three people, it only costs more than a dozen yuan per person.
After walking on the road for a while, Li Nongchang secretly approached Li Shiqiang and asked, "How much did you sell for this time in the county town?"
Finally couldn't bear it anymore?
Li Shiqiang snickered in his heart, glanced at the old man, and whispered: "Sold for seven hundred yuan."
"Seven hundred dollars!?"
Li Nongchang's eyes widened and he couldn't help but exclaimed.
The third uncle who was walking in front turned around and asked curiously: "What's seven hundred yuan?"
"Well..."
Li Nongchang was speechless immediately.
"I was chatting with an old man in Longmen Zhen. Today I saw someone selling something for 700 yuan at the county purchasing station."
Li Shiqiang smiled and told his third uncle a little lie skillfully.
"so many?"
The third uncle was startled at first, and then couldn't help but ask Li Shiqiang: "Er baby, how much did you sell that yellow tiger skin for?"
"One hundred and eighty."
Because his family was about to build a house, Li Shiqiang told the truth directly to avoid being unable to explain where his family got so much money.
"That's quite a lot!"
With a starting price of seven hundred yuan, his third uncle Li Nongxing was not frightened by the price of one hundred and eighty yuan.
"It's indeed quite a lot."
After Li Shiqiang replied, the third uncle looked at Li Nongchang again and said: "Brother, it's your son. You can find so much money in the house at once. How about I let Tian Wa go into the mountains with Er Wa some other time?"
Tian Wa is Li Shitian, the son of his third uncle Li Nongxing. His grades are not very good and he often comes home with goose-wrapped eggs (zero points).
Li Nongchang glared and said, "How old is Tian Wa? Do you dare to let him go into the mountains?"
"With the second baby here, nothing will happen. After all, the second baby has been beaten by the yellow tiger."
The third uncle said something to himself, and then sighed: "Forget it, let Tian Wa study for two more years. If he really can't study anymore, let him follow Er Wa."
Li Nongchang did not reply, but showed a somewhat smug smile at the corner of his mouth.
When the third uncle turned around, Li Nongchang quickly stretched out his hand in front of Li Shiqiang: "Hurry up and give me the money. You have so much money with you, you are not afraid of being robbed!"
Li Shiqiang smiled and did not say anything about others following him. He took out the thick wad of banknotes from his satchel with his third uncle on his back.
"Huhu..."
Seven hundred yuan was scary enough just to hear it. When he saw the thick wad of banknotes with his own eyes, Li Nongchang couldn't help but stare and gasp.
After he took the wad of bills with both hands, he quickly stuffed them into his trouser pockets.
And even if they were separated, Li Nongchang's trouser pockets were stuffed full of money, making it easy for others to notice.
In the end, he reluctantly handed the money to Li Shiqiang and said: "Just put it in your bag. Be sure to put it away and don't lose it. If you lose it, I will beat you to death!"
Seven hundred yuan, plus the five hundred yuan raised by the family, is enough to cover most of the cost of building five blue-tiled houses.
Li Nongchang also seemed to see five beautiful houses gradually rising on his land.
Li Shiqiang smiled, but also didn't care about the old man's words of "beat you to death" and quickly put the money away.
Now he has raised most of the money needed to build a house.
For the subsequent construction of the house, we only need to dig up the Eucommia ulmoides in the mountains and sell them in batches to the supply and marketing cooperative, which is probably enough.
When he has enough money to build a house, he can start thinking about how to fulfill the Huang family's conditions.
...
Yanmengou is not far from Baisha Bay. After walking for a few hours, the three of them arrived at the place.
At this time, it was getting dark, and it was night.
"You guys make a fire by the river first and eat something while I go find someone."
After Li Nongchang said a few words, he went into the nearby forest to find someone.
Not long after Li Shiqiang and his third uncle had eaten, they saw a group of people emerging from the woods.
The leader was a man who was more than ten years older than Li Nongchang. His temples were gray, his waist was stooped, and his hands were covered with thick calluses.
While waving his hands, he whispered: "Hurry up, kids! After this trip, you will have money to buy food."
Li Shiqiang made an estimate and guessed that there might be little money and food in a certain village, so he took the bamboo from his mountain and sold it to others.
The reason why it was not sold to the supply and marketing cooperative was probably because someone else offered a higher price.
After those people piled up 500 bamboos by the river, the third uncle quickly stuffed the roasted sweet potatoes into his mouth and jumped into the cold river water to tie the bamboo rafts.
Li Shiqiang also quickly ran over with the food left for the old man.
"Old man, you need to eat something first before getting into the water, otherwise it will be very cold."
"OK."
Li Nongchang did not refuse and quickly took it in his hand and started eating.
Even Li Shiqiang, who had just eaten, jumped into the river and was so stimulated by the cold water that he trembled in the water.
"Huhu..."
While breathing in the heat, he quickly tied up the bamboo rafts.
Some brave and enthusiastic villagers also jumped into the river and completed the tying row under the guidance of Li Nongchang.
After the bamboo rafts were finally tied up, everyone quickly got out of the water and came to the previous fire to warm themselves up.
The leader of the village was also holding Li Nongchang's hand and thanked him quickly: "Nongchang! I really want to thank you this time!"
"No thanks, I'm just making money for myself."
After Li Nongchang said this, he continued: "Go back quickly and don't let anyone find out what happened. I will bring you the money when I come back."
"Okay! I really need to trouble Li Paitou!"
After the man thanked him again, he shouted to his family: "Let's go, go back quickly."
After the crowd dispersed, the three of them got on the bamboo raft one after another and picked up the pennies.
