After determining the number and time of the train, Hong Yan walked around Hecheng. The buildings of Hecheng are deeply marked by the old * Maozi. Still, the city looks good. Without a watch, he didn't dare to go far, only walked around the station, and then also found someone to buy a half ticket, and followed the two adults into the station to get on the train.

Northeast people are all living Lei Feng. After dawn, Hong Yan stood on the side of the road leading to the North Pole New Village and waved to the truck, and the driver stopped and asked enthusiastically where he was! The driver's eyes lit up, and as soon as Hong Yan opened his mouth, he asked him where he came from, obviously knowing that he was not a local. Despite this, the driver carried him to the new village.

The stranger who suddenly broke in immediately attracted the attention of the residents, and immediately a tall middle-aged man came up to interrogate the origin. Hong Yan had no choice but to make up a lame excuse, saying that he was from Xinhe City, and he heard that it was very beautiful, so he came to see it. Hong Yan walked around the new village and walked back. Out of the sight of the members of the new village, he burrowed into the old forest in the distance and followed the original path all the way to the north.

The snow in the forest is not thick, and the trails are faintly visible. Of course, Hong Yan didn't care too much about the fierce beasts in the primeval forests of the Northeast. According to him, Siberian tigers, brown bears, wild boars, etc. are the most powerful. Siberian tigers are scarce, non-social animals, and one or two can escape if they can't be beaten, not to mention that they can enter the fairy garden at any time for refuge. There should be no wolves in the primeval forest. Even if a wolf pack appears, will it be able to catch up with a tree or enter a fairy garden?

Of course, it is impossible to run fast in the dense forest, but Hong Yan's forward speed is not comparable to that of one person. Along the way, make a sign on the tree with a broken blade every 100 meters, so that it is naturally not easy to get lost. From time to time, some small beasts were startled in the forest, and there were no imaginary border posts. The border is not obvious, there are no pillars in sight or anything like that. Hong Yan walked for several hours in a row, and at his speed, he should have already left the border.

Sure enough, in the evening, seeing the smoke in the distance, Hong Yan let go of his senses, quietly hid in, and found that it was indeed Lao Maozi's village. It is not true to say that it is a village, there are only a dozen families, and they are very loosely clustered. The trees around the village have been cut down, leaving a large tract of land. The daylight is very short here. The noon sun was close to the southern horizon in the sky, and Hong Yan was not used to it. When you see someone, you can rest assured.

The sun had set below the horizon, but the northern sky was still bright, green, blue, and purple shifting, and Hong Yan knew it was the aurora. Enter the fairy garden to rest for a while, meditate and restore the consumed true qi. After eating, he continued deeper.

With the aurora aurora, the arduous logging began. He took out his short sword and saw that those big trees with a diameter of more than fifty centimeters at breast height had enough true qi to pass through the roots, and the branches and leaves were collected into the space. He was still conscientious, cutting down trees at regular intervals, so that on the whole it did not appear to be a sight of thieves or locusts crossing the border. When the true qi is insufficient, take a short break and take a pill of the Qi Pill, and then continue. After some movements, Hong Yan estimated that thousands of trees had been entered.

After dawn, he found a rather tall wooded area far away from the forest farm, standing on the treetops at the top of the hill, with no eye to see. In the past few days, he has not felt lonely and lonely, but has a kind of emptiness that returns to nature. The nozzle is long, the sound vibrates the forest, the forest birds fly high, covering the sky and the sun, the beasts are far away, and there is no trace.

Hong Yan stopped, and his divine sense swept over to find someone moving in the northeast. He galloped over and quietly hidden. It turned out that someone was cutting wood, and the sawing was whirring. Autumn and winter are logging seasons. Since there are lumberjacks, there may be forest farms nearby. Following the path of the lumberjacks, there is a forest farm about five kilometers to the east. The timber in the forest farm is piled up, mostly Korean pine, these piles of wood have been treated, cut into about 6 meters long, more than thousands of knots, and more importantly, it has been dried in the shade for a long time. Hong Yan didn't care about the consequences, and took advantage of the night to collect all the timber piled up in the forest farm into the fairy garden.

For a day and two nights, Hong Yan was mentally exhausted several times, so he had to wait for recovery. Unconsciously, the divine consciousness is strengthened, and the scope of exploration is further expanded. After a long time in the dense forest, I still encountered many wild animals.

A few sika deer and roe deer were killed, followed by a few wild boars, and the skins and intestines were bled and skinned, and the skins and intestines were thrown away, leaving only the edible parts. However, he still put away the deer blood and deer whip. As for deer antler velvet, it has long been keratinized and unavailable. Do you want to let them live in? There is no need to breed these animals these days. Encountering a large brown bear, he eventually gave up. It's not that he can't deal with it, but it's not easy to deal with it back, and this seems to be a small species. Luckily, he caught two sables, and finally released them, which is also a difficult thing to deal with. Ermine? Pull it down. Dozens of others, such as pheasants, flying dragons, and snow hares, were also caught, and Hong Yan could shoot them with just dry branches.

In a forest farm, Hong Yan collected a Siberian tiger that had just been killed and had not had time to deal with it. Poor king of the forest, nothing before the firearms of man.

On the rotten wood, Hong Yan picked a lot of black fungus. Northeast black fungus, but a rare ingredient, as long as he sees it, he will never let it go. Later, in Xinhe County, he bought a lot of dried mushrooms from the Northeast. If it weren't for the fear of exposure, he would have taken a lot. There was no such thing as a fraud in those days. You must know that guarding the primeval forests of the Northeast only requires a little physical strength to go into the mountains to pick, which is much easier than counterfeiting. Moreover, the treasures of this era are not as precious as those of later generations.

He was having a good time, and the forest farm had already turned upside down. He didn't know, and he didn't care, otherwise he wouldn't have finished it. After going around a big circle, Hongyan collected thousands of ash and oak trees, which belonged to furniture materials. Naturally, it is also a good material that is big and straight enough, too small to let them continue to grow, and then harvest when they grow up. Along the way, another logging yard was stocked. He looked at the trees he had cut down and the countless logs he had collected, which amounted to more than 50,000 square meters. Walking through the huge forest, although my heart is a little unhappy, it can be regarded as a full return.

A promising career. Buying and selling without capital is exciting!

Erasing the markings along the way, it took another day to return to the border. Hong Yan did not enter Xincun, but passed directly outside the trail and walked along the dirt road to Xinhe Station.

After Hong Yan disappeared for half a month, he returned home again. Li Yun looked at her son who was a little tired with a painful heart, and held her hand and shed tears. Hong Jianguo patted his son's little shoulder and let him rest in his mother's arms. The three little ones walked around Hong Yan, especially Xiao Rongrong also hugged the eldest brother, and the little face was close to the little face, and they were silent. The puppy who had already been full moon also came to join in the fun and licked Hong Yan's feet and neck.

In the past half a month, I have traveled tens of thousands of miles, and I have also gone out of the country, if I let people know, I may call them "current anti-*GM". Although I was tired during the robbery, it was relatively easy on the train back and forth.

The harvest is huge, at least in the future, there will be no shortage of wood for building houses and furniture. In the fairy garden, there are three piles of logs that are tens of meters high. Of the big trees that were now fell, he only went to the branches. The trunk is about 30 meters long, and the short one is more than 20 meters. The long trunk of the tree sets up a roof for the small river of the fairy garden, and the moat becomes a thoroughfare, which is very good.

Unexpectedly, thousands of catties of red pine seeds were harvested. The greater harvest is the mastery of the fairy garden. Before, he entered the fairy garden stationary, from where he entered and where he came out. This time on the train, although it was still coming in and exiting from which place, it was still on the train, not where it was after the train left. Later, it was tested for the last time on a short bus back home, and it was the same. In this way, he has reason to believe that he can use the fairy garden at any time in the future, and there should be no problem on trains, cars, ships, and planes. It's really a good baby!

After resting for the night, Hong Yan put away the bamboo basket that his grandfather had made. Before leaving, he told him not to make up too much, and pile too much to attract people's eyes. Hong Yan tied the branches in the fairy garden into bundles and put them on the floor of his house and behind the dripping eaves. Korean pine, ash, and oak branches are definitely strong enough as firewood. He can't just chop logs as firewood like a loser.

The next day, the family began to improve their diet. The pheasants are cleaned and stewed directly in the pot, and pine mushrooms are added. After the stew was fragrant, the whole family came to sigh: "It's so fragrant!" "Rongrong prefers the tail feathers of pheasants, which are more beautiful than the tail feathers of the rooster at home. Although the wild boar meat has a strong fishy smell, it is also very flavorful after the seasonings such as Sichuan pepper, anise, and tangerine peel are stewed.

No one asks the source, just think it's delicious. When Hong Yan came back, he was carrying a small military satchel that had been polished on the train, where could he hold these things? A pile of bamboo baskets disappeared overnight and were not shipped out. Adults are tacit, don't understand and don't ask much.

Hong Jianguo told the brigade about its decision, and to his disappointment, the brigade did not agree to the contract plan proposed by Hong Yan. This was supposed to be an opportunity for the brigade to walk ahead of the whole commune and even the whole county and the whole province, but it passed by. Hong Xueqin is old, and Li Dadi is not young, so he does not dare to take risks or violate the current policy.

Perhaps, one day, they will also say, "If God gives me another chance......

As they get older and have experienced more sports, they don't dare to take a crucial step. The brigade had to move forward like an old cow pulling a broken cart in the previous life. In the end, the primary school was still in tatters, the fruit trees in the more than 200 acres of orchards were divided, and every family in the whole brigade guarded a few acres of thin fields to grow grain to solve the problem of food and clothing. Young people go out to work, and then their children become left-behind children.

The wheels of historical inertia are not so easy to pull! Forget if you can't pull it, anyway, the contracting fee he gave is high enough. Oranges are less than a dime a pound, navel oranges are more than a dime, and he can't make money at all after removing the cost of labor, fertilizer, etc. In the final analysis, the main purpose of his orchard contract is to provide cover, sell fruits and improve the conditions of the primary school, so as to bring the people of the whole village to get rich as much as possible.