Song Tan Jishi

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 compartment, and a group of dogs followed behind him!

They were all fat and strong, and their evil aura was astonishing. Zhang Yanping couldn't help but sigh: "We, General Qiao Qiao, are going on a trip, this is amazing!"

Qiao Qiao has come out. Xin Jun, a teacher, has nothing to teach, so he slowly follows behind. When he sees this scene, he first takes out his mobile phone and takes a photo.

Zhang Yanping came over and took a look: "Damn it! The composition is so good!"

In the front of the photo, I saw a large colorful flower like a brilliant rainbow. In the compartment of the car, two orange cats with golden coats facing the sun were meowing and yawning with their mouths open.

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 the cover of the live broadcast in a moment!”

Zhang Yanping became anxious: "I must make a serious announcement this time!"

On the mountain, the Zhang Wang family had borrowed a stack of plastic baskets from the factory to hold kudzu. Looking at the green and thick vines covering the hillside, their expressions were filled with reluctance and joy.

Regretfully, kudzu roots have slowly grown on this hillside since it was clear of land and seeds. 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.

 Happily, 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!”

It was only then that Zhang Yanping rushed over panting:

 “You, don’t be impatient! 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 began to come into the live broadcast room.

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 were 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 migrant workers always get up at this time to go to work no matter what time of year they are?"

 Fans who have just entered the live broadcast room:…

  【Cry out loudly】

　　【Worker, working soul, get up early and broadcast live broadcasts】

　　【I vaguely clicked in when I heard the notification. Since the gangster brother said so, let's exit and take another look at the cover...】

　　【Damn, the cover is so comfortable! At first glance, there is no intervention from Party A...】

　　【Envy...The vast world has a lot to do, but it has to be in the countryside and mountains! 】

Everyone was busy when suddenly they saw Sun Ziqiang walking over, with a look of helplessness on his face:

“Uncle, I’m really at a loss for 1,500! I didn’t look carefully yesterday and didn’t notice that there were not only pink kudzu on your mountain, but also so many kudzu!”

 Ah, Qiaoqiao doesn’t understand this.

 “Brother Sun, aren’t those all kudzu roots?”

　　【Raise your hands 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 loss of 1,500? 1500 acquisition? 】

　　【What good thing are you thinking about? The wild kudzu root dug in our hometown to make powder costs 80 per pound】

  【Ahhhh 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, do you? Same thing in this bush]

　　【No one in the countryside specially grows this stuff, you can just dig it in the mountains if you want...】

　　【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 also helpless: "The roots of kudzu are deep! The pink kudzu is thicker and the depth is okay. It is easier for an excavator to dig."

"Chai Ge is different. It is long and slender, and the roots grow very deep. I wish I could grow several meters long... How can I dig it thoroughly?"

It’s not that it’s impossible to dig, it’s just that it takes a lot of effort and effort, and the time machine has to be delayed on it.

And kudzu produces a lot of powder. If you weigh 100 kilograms, you can expect to produce forty or fifty kilograms of flour. For kudzu, if you weigh one hundred kilograms, you can produce ten kilograms...

“Uncle, tell me, what are you doing if you don’t cling to the pink kudzu?”

Zhang Wang's family was also embarrassed: "It turns out that there are barren mountains 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 vines there are..."

 As for planting specifically?

 The people in the village will never grow their own.

Because the roots of kudzu are so deep that the vines above them can climb. If they grow strong, they can block the surrounding plants so tightly that no other trees can grow...

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.

Xin Jun thought for a while, however, 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 be affected if Uncle Zhang digs it a few times when he is free."

Qiaoqiao raised her hand: "I want to dig it too."

 Zhang Wang’s family laughed: “Okay, you just need to stay away from the excavator and 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 her phone again: "I told the party secretary yesterday to ask her to prepare an account. If there are more products 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?"

At these words, Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, rolled his eyes: "When I was riding a motorcycle, you didn't know where to ride a shared bicycle!"

 Children coming out of the courtyard, going to heaven and earth, 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, She’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 the policy, leaders in other towns and counties have also done live broadcasts to help farmers, so her doing so is inconspicuous.

 (End of this chapter)