Hailan Trading reached an agreement with the bamboo art company in Liangcun, and the first batch of bamboo was loaded onto a truck that drove from the provincial capital overnight the next morning, completing the first transaction.

Liu Rui was a little surprised by the efficiency of Guo Hailan and Fu Juan, it seems that this business is really a woman who does not let her eyebrows.

Looking at Wang Huaguo, who was smiling, Liu Rui knew that this bamboo art company with high hopes was finally on the right track, and according to Hailan Company's order, it was enough for the company to maintain overtime production in a short period of time.

At the same time, the villagers who were watching from the sidelines found out for the first time that the bamboo weaving, which originally looked worthless, was sold at a high price, how could they not be tempted? When Wang Huaguo was preparing to set up a company and pulling funds everywhere, the villagers were not optimistic, and only a few village cadres invested in shares.

Now that the bamboo art company has turned over as a salted fish, it has suddenly become a fragrant bait, and Wang Huaguo has to be busy dealing with the enthusiastic villagers.

However, all this has nothing to do with Liu Rui, although the villagers have found a way to use the surrounding resources to create wealth, Liu Rui can only send blessings, and is not interested in participating in it.

When he got up in the morning, Liu Rui and his father brewed hundreds of catties of rice wine in the winery, and waited until the third pole to be completed. However, at this time, he still can't rest, early in the morning, the phone at home rang non-stop, many customers called to ask for wine, Liu Rui could only eat in a hurry, and then drove a motorcycle to send wine.

Since the installation of telephones at home, the business of Liujia Distillery has also improved a lot, and some customers who need a large amount of rice wine temporarily can order in time by phone to increase the shipment of the distillery. After entering the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is the first period of the wedding banquet in the countryside near Qingyun, and as soon as the wedding wine is held, the demand for rice wine will be more, and Liu Rui is very busy every day.

However, Liu Rui enjoys such a busy thing, and only busy work makes Liu Rui feel the value of existence.

However, one of the drawbacks of large amounts of sake brewing soon became apparent, and that was that the lees were produced in large quantities and could not be digested.

There are only a few pigs left in the pigsty in the backyard of Liu's house, which are about to be slaughtered, and they can't eat too much wine lees at all. Liu Rui's third uncle Zhang Zhenyao's family only has three pigs, and digesting two barrels of distiller's grains every day is very good. Seeing that the continuous production of distiller's grains had nowhere to deal with, Liu Rui could only pour it into the feed port of the biogas digester, which caused the gas production of the biogas digester to soar.

The main component of distiller's grains is the residue of fermentation and dissolution distillation of grains, which are organic matter, which can be converted into biogas under the action of fermentation bacteria, and the efficiency is even much higher than that of straw, manure and other substances. As soon as the distiller's grains were poured into the digester, the gas production of the biogas skyrocketed, almost breaking the pointer of the gas meter.

The first one delivered today is the 'Zhao Ji Grocery Store' in Qingyun Town, Zhao Jianxing gave the Liu family great help at the beginning, and now the Liu family will not forget it after relieving themselves. Even if the daily goods of Liujia Distillery are in short supply, Liu Rui still has to ensure the supply of rice wine at the 'Zhao Ji Grocery Store'.

Driving a motorcycle, Liu Rui feels a world away from when he rode a bicycle, easy and labor-saving, and it also saves time. It only took twenty minutes for Liu Rui to rush to the old street of Qingyun Town, when he first rode a bicycle, it took at least an hour, and he had to be as tired as a dog.

"Xiao Rui, drink a glass of water, sit down for a while and then leave!" Looking at Liu Rui, who was becoming more and more nimble, Zhao Jianxing felt a burst of emotion in his heart.

He still remembered that when Liu Rui first sent the wine, he was at a loss, and he didn't know what Zhao Ji should do. The verbal conversation is also a little stammering, and he blushes and sweats at every turn, and he is a chick.

However, in just half a year, Liu Rui has grown into a man, and he does things in an orderly manner. These words, Liu Rui's every move in the village will reach Zhao Jianxing's ears, making him sigh at Liu Rui's growth rate.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhao!" Liu Rui took the water cup in Zhao Jianxing's hand and drank it all, and said, "I have to send a few more in a while, or the sun will be big again." ”

"Then go ahead." When Zhao Jianxing heard this, he did not force him to stay.

Liu Rui quickly tied several empty barrels to the back frame of the motorcycle, started the motorcycle, rushed through the old street at a gallop, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Zhao Jianxing watched Liu Rui's figure disappear around the corner of the old street, and turned around and entered the grocery store with a smile on his face, leaving only a large cloth sign swaying in the wind.

For Zhao Jianxing, it is quite gratifying to see the growth process of a young man.

Liu Rui, who was riding a bicycle, naturally didn't know Zhao Jianxing's feelings, he walked through the machine farming road between the wilderness, feeling the bleakness of autumn, and trying to move forward.

In the field, the rice has been completely harvested, and only some stubble is left in the field, as if to tell the story of the past. From time to time, one or two voles probed out of the rat holes on the edge of the ridges, carefully avoiding the goshawks in the sky and trying to clean up the scattered rice grains on the ground.

As animals that collect food for the winter, voles have an IQ comparable to that of humans, and they often begin to prepare for the long winter as soon as autumn.

Before the autumn harvest, the grains hanging from the ears are not ripe and dry, and they are not suitable for storage, so the voles at best eat the rice as a delicacy. Only when all the rice has turned golden brown and the rice milk inside has turned into starch is the beginning of the vole's feast.

However, before the voles could enjoy the beauty of the food everywhere, the human harvest began. Most of the grain is returned to the warehouse, and only a few rice grains are scattered in the fields and become the main source of food for voles in winter.

Of course, voles are not the only species that enjoy this resource, as sparrows, turtledoves and other birds search the ground for their own food. The voles race against the clock to get as much food back into their holes as they can before the birds eat up the grains of rice on the ground.

However, the goshawks in the sky are not vegetarians, they are waiting for a full meal in the emptiest season of the year in the wilderness and the fattest voles.

Fortunately, the two voles were lucky today, and there were still a lot of upright rice stubble near this ridge, which somewhat concealed the figure of the vole, allowing them to calmly get some rice grains back into their holes.

In fact, the performance of the two voles is a true portrayal of nature, in order to live, every species must struggle hard, carefully, otherwise the torrent of life will swallow itself. Perhaps, some people have not been able to withstand the test of life, and there is no hope after sinking, but some people have become trendsetters!

Liu Rui belongs to the latter!

(To be continued)