Korean rich people can't think of it, why is it not worth selling bamboo? I've found out that it's all right. One hundred pounds of bamboo cost 5 cents, one thousand pounds is 5 cents, and one thousand pounds is 5 cents. If it's ten thousand pounds a day, it's 5 cents. If it's one hundred thousand pounds, it's not fifty.

This is a lot of money. In the winter, it will cost more than 2,000 yuan. This is a lot of money, so why is it not worth it?

"Uncle, look, let's have a bamboo of about 100 pounds at most."

Li Dong said. "It's less than five cents to sell one, and it's good to sell it from the mountains one person back and forth a day."

"It's not okay for three or five cents a day?"

Korean rich man glared at me and was so ambitious. He earned a few cents a day more than he could get to work. Why is it not worth it to be worth it and he doesn't like it anymore?

If you don’t say a chicken feather and pig manure, be careful to smoke you for a while. Okay, I’m still angry. When Li Dong saw the threatening eyes of Korean rich, and his trembling hands holding the cigarette pole like Parkinson’s disease, forget it. The elderly with an explosive temper can’t afford to offend them.

"Uncle, listen to me."

Li Dong used his brain and shaved his stomach and pulled out a lot of reasons. "Look, the demand for bamboo in the city is also limited. Not only does our Hanzhuang have bamboo, but other farms also have it. What should I do if I can't sell it if it is cut and sold?"

Korean Fu was slightly beaten, but he really didn't expect this. When was the thing still afraid that it would not be sold, and there were not many things that could not be sold these days. Korean Fu was fooled by Li Dong's misunderstanding.

Li Dong secretly looked at the rich Korean expression and saw that he seemed to be moved, so he quickly continued to say, "Uncle, what should we do? Everyone sells bamboo, and it will definitely not be easy to sell. Let's sell bamboo baskets, bamboo baskets, and bamboo baskets instead."

"Someone receives these?"

Li Dong was immediately asked and thought to himself that I didn’t know where I knew, but I can’t be cowardly now. “Uncle, the people in the city always have to buy vegetables, do you want baskets, things in factories, coal blocks in mines, and baskets, why can’t you sell them?”

Korean Fu thought that this was a bit reasonable and he didn't notice that he was led by Li Dong at all.

"If you don't have the means to wait until the farmers' market opens, you can still set up a stall to sell it."

"Hey, you know the farmers' market is going to open?"

Ah, Li Dong didn’t know that Lishan Commune is going to build a farmers’ market. “Uncle, when will it be opened? Do you believe it?”

"It's said it's the first day of next month."

It was a few days before, Li Dongxin said it was really a coincidence. "Uncle, why are you hesitating? Our bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets have been weaved and sent to the farmers' market. It is always more expensive than selling bamboo."

"Besides, don't worry about not complying with national policies. The farmers' market is built by the government."

Korean Fuxin said this is the reason, but the farmers' market is not open every day, and I was almost fooled by this kid. "The farmers' market market is only open once every ten days. We have built so many baskets and bamboo baskets, what should we do if we can't sell them?"

Li Dong blinked his eyes, a little confused. "Uncle, isn't it enough to go to other farmers' markets? Backstreet, Meilong, Maya, Wusha, are not far away."

Korea was rich, but I really didn't expect this to be successful. This is not a big market every day, what's the point? It's not a speculative one.

People in the past are very simple in their minds, and they usually think about things in front of them, especially in rural areas where there is no information and they don’t know anything, and they are all in a dark way.

The radio was released and we were flying the paddles. This was a background music for news. Beihai Park reopened seven years later, Quanjude, Bianyifang and others were restored to the titles of century-old stores. Not to mention these, there are also news about young people setting up individual stalls to sell big bowls of tea.

Korean rich was stunned. This wasn’t a speculative thing, but why did he return it to the news? Why didn’t he arrest it? “Uncle, you heard that people in Beijing can do stalls, but we can do it together, but can it work.” Li Dong must not let Korean rich sell bamboo business.

That's really not done by humans. A fresh bamboo is more than a hundred kilograms. The mountain roads that I carried along the way were still a mountain road, one or two miles away. Li Dong's scalp was numb when he thought about it.

Han Fu hesitated and stood up for a long time. "I'll find you, Uncle Guobing, Uncle Guohong, and you will come here at noon later and discuss it."

Finally, Li Dong breathed a sigh of relief. He had a good leisure time, but he was selling bamboo. "Let's roars..." Li Dong sang leisurely with the beat.

"Brother Dong."

OK, it’s so unrestrained. I looked up and saw Han Weichao, Han Weiguo, and Han Weidong all came. “Sit.”

"Take it yourself."

Li Dong poured tea with the cup, and Han Weiguo hurriedly took it over. The cup was so beautiful that he bought a set when he got married. "Brother Dong, we have gone to several production brigades around these days, and the Polygonatum they dug was sold to the acquisition station."

"Why did you sell them all?"

"They come from the acquisition station, one farmer and one farmer who gets the harvest."

Li Dongxin said that it was really hard to do now. "Forget it, we can't take them."

Originally, he had to make some money with Han Weiguo, but now it seems that it is not possible. The acquisition station actually sent someone to buy it. I think there is a lot of demand for Polygonatum.

"Where are pheasants, hares, and mountain goods?"

"Ceep some."

That's fine. Lidong Villa still has some inventory in a short period of time, so I'm not afraid of it. Several people looked at the radio next to me, half of whom were talking about things and half came to listen to storytelling.

Li Dong turned the voice a little louder, and there was a passage at noon, and the few people listened with relish.

OK, Li Dongxin said that he was worried just now, so he didn't have to worry at all, so these people didn't take it too seriously. "By the way, I'll tell you a good thing, the farmers' market will be open in a few days."

"real?"

When a few people were happy, the old man said that the farmers' market would be able to go to the market in a few days, it would be great.

"Brother Dong, who did you hear me? Are you sure?"

"Uncle Guofu."

"That's right."

The couple were excited and thought about looking for a partner to go to the market together. Should they borrow a car? The three of them looked at each other and immediately understood their own thoughts.

"By the way, Uncle Guofu is going to find something for us to do in winter."

Li Dong revealed a little about bamboo weaving, of course, he must say more about the benefits of bamboo weaving.

In order not to cut bamboo, Li Dong had a good intention. At noon, Li Dong came to the rich house of South Korea. Li Dong bought a pack of dried scallops and pulled a few kelp.

"Li Dong is here, hurry up and enter the house. Your uncle and the others have arrived."

"A little bit of dried scallops."

"Why are you bringing something again? What is this kid? "Li Chunhua is very happy. How polite this kid is.

"Scallops are shellfish in the sea."

"Good, what's in the sea."

Li Chunhua opened it and saw that this thing was so strange. The two wives came to see it. The rich Koreans also came out when they heard the news.

"What's the matter?"

"This is not the child Li Dong, who brought some things from the sea."

"Things in the sea?"

What a good guy, the rich Korean soldiers, the red Koreans, and the cadres in the Korean Guards surrounded them. The ocean, have you seen these people? I never thought I could see the things in the sea.

These days, the colorful books are not visible in the mountains. I don’t know what the sea looks like. As for the photos and what jokes are, I still have some questions about whether the Lishan Commune has a camera, let alone taking photos by the beach.

Why do many people starve to death and never leave the village or cannot go out? If there is no letter of introduction, how can you go out? When you are blindly wandering, you will disappear, disappear, or die? Who knows?

In the countryside, there is almost no chance to go to the city except for getting into college. For a new book, many girls have been looking for sick and old people to think about everything. Why do educated youth think about going back to the city, not to mention that there are at least 108,000 miles between heaven and earth.

Things in the sea are so strange. Not to mention that the Hanzhuang people have never seen them, no one in Lishan Commune has ever seen this good thing.

"How do you look?"

Everyone looked at it for a long time and said, "How can I eat it?" Li Chunhua picked up a scallop and stuffed it into her mouth. It was so salty, and she was so good. She vomited reluctantly.

"Things in the sea are good, salty."

Li Dong was stunned and stuffed it into his mouth. This was a waste of time.

"What is this?"

"kelp."

"It's also something from the sea."

"Is this salt?"

Don't, Han Weijun wiped it and stuffed it into his mouth, his salty mouth twitched, but he was reluctant to vomit it out.

"It's really salt."

Li Dongxin said, your family is all warriors, and practicing practice is the only criterion for testing truth.

"How can you eat this?" Li Qiuju asked in a low voice.

I haven't seen this thing before, but I don't understand it. Li Dongxin said that's not it. He has forgotten this one.

"Auntie, sister-in-law, why don't I do it."

"Okay, then let's learn it."

The dry kelp was put into the water. Han Weijun almost couldn't help but stop it. There was salt on it, so why did it put into the water? After a while, the kelp grew old and became more potted. Everyone was stunned.

"What's going on?"

"It's soaked."

Stir-fried kelp with peppers, vermicelli scallops, Li Dong added a little more oil, and the remaining kelp was stewed with another soup. Li Chunhua took advantage of Li Dong to go out and taste the soup, which was so fresh.

I forgot to talk about the serious business at noon. Several team cadres dealt with Shanghai belts and scallops. The first time I ate them, let alone kelp, this is really in line with my appetite. I was so happy that I ate them.

"This dish is great, soak it in a lot."

"Don't add salt to stir-fry."

Li Dongxin said that I would bring more kelp next time, but I can sell kelp. Of course, I just thought about it, just kidding, it doesn’t matter if I have too many, maybe anyone will report it and investigate it, Li Dong will be irritated.

"Come on the soup, this soup is fresh."

Fried kelp for lunch, vermicelli scallops, and all the soup was drunk. Li Dong had mixed a lot of bacon, but no one ate it. It was delicious. The bacon in the mountains was really delicious. What a pity. Now, a little bit of bacon in each family is still the wild boar I divided last time.

I really want to go into the mountain. I don’t know if there are any wild boars. Thinking about the situation in Gao Weimin next weekend, I may be lucky enough to encounter wild boars. At the very least, I can beat a wild deer.

"Li Dong, tell me the idea of ​​bamboo weaving."

Korean rich said something serious.

Li Dong said that he was proficient in bamboo weaving. "Bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets are the simplest. Looking back, I plan to go to the regional library to see if I can find books about bamboo weaving. If I can't find them, I will write to the Beijing newspaper and ask them to help find them."

What a good guy, Beijing Newspaper, I really feel at ease when I say this. These are cultural people. Listen, other farmers can compare with each other. Li Dongxin said that he would go back and go to Taobao to see what bamboo weaving is like. If you can’t, buy a book and come back.

Finally, I was fooled and I could not do it if I didn’t go up the mountain to cut bamboo.

"Li Dong, tomorrow you will lead people into the mountain with the guards to cut some bamboos down. Let's try making bamboo baskets."
Chapter completed!