Making white strips was also one of the characteristics of the times at that time, especially farmers, who had the most white strips in their hands.

I went to the grain warehouse to sell grain and made white strips, went to the sugar factory to sell beets and made white strips, went to the flax factory to sell flax and made white strips, and went to the purchase station to sell pigs. Maybe I would bring back a piece of white strips.

Then I had to work hard to ask someone to go through the relationship and exchange the white slips in my hand for cash.

So when the old branch secretary saw that the director of the supply and marketing cooperative was going to do this, of course he did not agree.

In fact, there is no problem at all. The purchase points of these wild vegetables in the county are all cash-free and are not on credit.

There was no way, so the director had to go to the credit union, withdraw the money and pay them.

In the concepts of the older generation of people like the old branch secretary, money is still the one that belongs to you.

So people all took the liberation and walked back excitedly.

"I can also ride people in this car!"

The owner of the car yelled, but his little four-wheeled car was jokingly, who would sit on it if there was great liberation?

It's true that some people gave him face. Liu Qingshan was jogging towards his little four-wheeler, making the boss smile:

"Qingshan, come up quickly and sit on your wings. We two can still chat with each other."

Liu Qingshan pointed at him behind: "Uncle Boss, I'm in a carriage."

While speaking, he passed the small four-wheeler and jumped to the carriage, crossed his legs to the middle, his body slightly undulating with the car board, which was very comfortable.

This carriage belongs to Zhang Taizi's father's house. Seeing this, he whipped his big whip and rattled:

"Boss, no one cares about your iron thing, you'd better change it to the whip pole?"

What responded to him was the sound of the small four-wheeled rounds, and he ran away in the blink of an eye.

Liu Qingshan was sitting in the carriage and looking around. It was not that he liked to ride in the carriage, but that he was observing the road conditions while walking and thinking about road construction.

From Jiapigou to the commune, the roads over ten miles were all muddy roads. They kicked Dajiang when they rained, and they didn't even leave.

If you want to be rich, you should build a road first. This is a bit reasonable.

As Jiapigou has more and more industries, its connection with the outside world is getting closer and closer, and there is no good path, which is really inconvenient.

However, with Jiapigou's current strength, he really can't afford to spend extra money to build roads.

It is best to discuss with the commune government, and not to worry about repairing a sand and gravel road first.

It really doesn't work. They work on their own to Jiapigou, and as long as they are responsible for the machines and earth and stones used to build roads, they will be able to do it.

Just as he was thinking, there were a row of turtle pits in front of him, Liu Qingshan simply jumped out of the carriage and followed him slowly.

After eating a few bites of gray, he simply ran to the front of the carriage.

He was very familiar with this road. He had been walking for several years from elementary school to junior high school. To put it too much, he knew every tree and every tree on the roadside.

It is already mid-April, and the plants are sprouting. Looking over, my eyes are full of tender green or tender yellow colors. When I breathe, I feel the fragrance of the plants.

The shovels on both sides of the road were newly dug last year, and the soil was very loose. Liu Qingshan couldn't help but lit up his eyes when he saw his mother-in-law Ding Yazi emerging from the soil.

He asked Zhang Duozi's father on the carriage for a knife and was about to dig some tender mother-in-law dices. The whites grown from this soil are very deep and of course they are even more tender.

After one knife, my mother-in-law cut off her mother-in-law and pulled out the leaves to see. It was almost grown, but the roots were not dug yet.

When I took the knife, I added some force and the entire knife head did not enter the soil. Then I dug out my mother-in-law Ding intact. The big part below was full of white, which looked really rare.

The only shame is that I didn’t wear a small basket, and there were no plastic bags or anything else at this time.

At this time, Zhang Taozi's father also stopped the car and asked the horse to eat grass on the side of the road. He also came with Da Zhanglu who was driving another carriage.

"This is Ghada's mother-in-law Ding, really good." Da Zhang Luo also found a knife to dig it out.

He also had nothing to pretend, so he took off the hat on his head and put it in his hood, not afraid that his mother-in-law's serum would stick to the hat.

Zhang Taozi's father squatted on the ground smoking a dry tobacco, and kept pointing at him, pointing the mother-in-law Ding who he found to the two people.

"What's this thing? It looks slutty?"

He suddenly discovered something novel and kicked it with his feet, but it fell off with a slight pull.

Da Zhangluo was next to him, picked it up and looked at him:

"I have seen it before, but I don't know what it is called. It smells strange and looks like a lump and scaly patchy. It must be nothing good."

After saying that, he threw it away and just rushed to the foot of Liu Qingshan. He picked it up and took it in his hand and looked at it. He immediately cheered in his mouth:

"Morel!"

Then he quickly asked: "Uncle Zhang Luo, where did you find this thing? Are there many?"

Dazhang Luo pointed to the grass beside the ditch: "There are piles of them here, and it seems to be a lot of them. Qingshan, what's the thing you said just now? What's the sheep's belly?"

"Uncle Zhang Luo is morel, an absolute good thing, the king of bacteria!"

Liu Qingshan moved a few steps to the edge of the ditch, and sure enough, he saw several clusters of yellow-brown fungi in the grass.

The shape is a bit strange, with a small short handle at the bottom and an oval cap on it.

The surface of the cap is covered with wrinkles, and it doesn't look like it's a good person.

Because it came out of the soil, some of the wrinkles were still stained with soil, which made people feel disgusted involuntarily.

But if this kind of wild morel is stored for decades, the price of dry products will be at least worth a few thousand yuan per catty.

Da Zhanglu broke off another one and looked carefully: "Well, it really looks like a sheep's belly. I wonder how it tastes?"

As he said that, he put it beside his mouth and took a bite.

"What's the point? Ah, ah, ah, ah, my teeth are dead."

He opened his face with a bitter face and spitted all the residue in his mouth on the ground. He felt that his mouth was full of earthy smell, which was so unpalatable.

Even if you dare to be called the King of Fungi, ah!

Liu Qingshan looked at him and smiled: "Uncle Zhang Luo, this is not what morels are eaten. You have to blanch them in water. It is best to dry them before soaking them."

Morels are big vegetarian, and it is best to pair them with big meat. For example, using it to stew ribs, stew chickens, etc., the taste is very delicious.

Of course, some people are not used to this taste, but Europeans and Americans especially like it.

As for the reason, this involves another type of fungus that is regarded as a divine object by Europeans and Americans - truffles.

In some flavors, morels and truffles are similar.

Truffles are sold in Lunke, and are more expensive; although morels are not that exaggerated, they are also expensive.

Therefore, the smile on Liu Qingshan's face looks so bright.

Dazhang Luo finally spit out the residue in his mouth, but he still felt a strange smell in his mouth.

He simply rubbed a root of his mother-in-law, removed the outer skin, and left the white and tender roots inside, and chewed it in his mouth for a while.

He grinned in pain, but finally diluted the strange smell. He felt much more comfortable and he couldn't stop his mouth again:

"Qingshan, you said this thing is valuable, but on the acquisition list you mentioned yesterday, it seems that it is not called "Gluttonia"?"

Liu Qingshan also recalled that there was no one. I don’t know if the island country doesn’t like it or think they don’t produce morels here.

So he smiled and said, "If the Japanese don't accept it, we will sell it to Europeans and Americans. I heard that the French like to eat this the most."

Da Zhang Luo kept shook his head: "This foreigner's taste is really unique."

Since you have found a good thing like morel, of course you cannot let it go. The picking period is relatively short. If it is oversexual, it will emit a rotting smell, which is very unpleasant.

The reason for the morels here is that the soil on both sides of the road has been newly turned over last year, which is most suitable for morel growth.

On their side, you can roughly pick two morels in spring, and you can pick another one in autumn.

The middle of morels is hollow, and it is light and has no weight. If it is dried into dry products, it will be even lighter.

After returning to the village, Liu Qingshan told the old branch secretary and Captain Zhang the news.

Captain Zhang is also a little tricky: now all families are busy farming, and the other labor groups also need manpower, so they really can't get out idle people.

Liu Qingshan took a look at the calendar and had an idea:

"Tomorrow is Sunday. I organize the children to pick morels. At that time, the cooperative will launch a few carriages and get people back and forth."

"Can the little kids succeed?"

Captain Zhang was a little worried.

Liu Qingshan said disapprovingly: "Picking this thing is easier than digging my mother-in-law."

The matter was settled so I went to school to talk to Yang Hongying, telling the children to get together at school at 7 a.m. tomorrow morning and bring a kettle.

As for those who are in senior grades and junior high school in the commune, they should know everything when the children go home.

Liu Qingshan thought about it and added: "All those who participate in labor tomorrow will be rewarded!"

"Brother Qingshan, what reward? Do you eat wild boar again?"

Er Jiazi became excited when he heard this.

"Keep confidential for the time being." Liu Qingshan deliberately teased the children, and then after school, he led the fourth and fifth home.

The lunch at home was about to be ready, so Liu Qingshan handed over the mother-in-law Ding who brought back to his grandmother to clean, while he carefully put a hooded morel into the basin and began to clean.

Morels are relatively delicate and must be taken lightly, because the folds are covered with soil, so cleaning is a big trouble.

And it cannot be rubbed or kneaded. You can only gently stir it in one direction with your hands in the basin of water.

The morels rotate together and slowly throw out the soil inside the folds.

After changing several basins of water, after cleaning, there was no fine mud under the water, so it was considered to be cleaned.

Boil it in boiling water, blanch it in water, remove it and cool it down, and then stir-fry the morels on the egg.

Outside of the table, the look was pretty good, with golden eggs and semi-circular morels.

The natural morel is not so dark in color, but rather has a slightly transparent brown-yellow color.

"Everyone tastes it. This thing is called morel, which is very nutritious."
Chapter completed!