Sanji decided to go to the county seat to find a researcher right away.

The small township where Sanchi is located is a hundred kilometers away from the small county seat. He posted a note in front of Mr. Dobujie's room, saying that he had gone home to see his grandmother.

Then, he went out into the street and went to a Muslim restaurant to buy two baked cakes.

The first burner had been sold out, and he had to wait for the second burner to come out, so he wandered around a few shops nearby. A shampoo woman at a hairdresser sits in front of the shop and dyes her nails. The old master of the silver jewelry shop was scolding the little apprentice. The guys at the garage saw him dangling and put away the rubber inner tube. It's not for nothing that they do so. The naughty boys at school love the rubber skins and make their own slingshots, or cut long strips of rubber to give to the girls to jump bands. The girls with broken mouths were bouncing on the concrete floor: "Four-five-six, four-five-seven, four-eight, four-nine, fifty-one!" "Long or short braids swaying on the back. In this small remote town in China, there is still a popular saying, a phrase that has long been forgotten in the place where this phrase was invented. Sanji saw that the man in the car repair shop looked at him with vigilant eyes, and put away the broken tire inner tube, so he said the sentence: "Chairman Mao promises, I have never taken this broken thing!" ”

The people said, "So you're the Sanchi who loves to talk big things." ”

Sanchi knew that his reputation as Sanchi, who loved to talk to adults, and Sanchi, who understood at the first glance, had spread widely in this town.

Sanji nodded in satisfaction, and then came to the white iron shop.

In the shop, the hammer striking the white iron sheet clanged.

The master used a large pair of scissors to cut the iron sheets, and his son took up and dropped the hammers, and the iron sheets showed the shape of the objects he had made. The most common is a small stove. Some people also take the burned-out aluminum pot and change the bottom of the pot here. Now, the master is making a bucket. Sanchi likes the snowflake-like texture of the white tin sheet. The old master recognized Sanchi, stopped the scissors in his hand, took the cigarette that was clamped to his ear, lit it, took a deep breath, and greeted him like an adult: "Here it is." ”

Sanchi said, "Here we are." ”

"What's new to do this time?"

It seems that the people in the shop still remember the box that he and his father came to make.

Sanji shook his head: "I'm just looking." ”

"yes, you're not going to ask for the same box again." The master said.

His son also stopped what he was doing, and said, "I thought that many people would learn to make a box like that, but only that one." ”

Sanji sat down, as if he had seen what had been done two years ago when he had made this box, and he remembered what had come out of this box. It's kind of like a story.

At this time, across a few shops, a young man in a white hat in a Muslim restaurant knocked on the board with a rolling pin, which was to greet Sanchi and cook the cake. The story continues. Sanji begged for a piece of paper in the shop, wrapped two biscuits, put them in his backpack, and set off on his way. An empty canned box appeared at his feet, and he kicked the broken iron box all the way forward. It wasn't until the small bridge outside the town that he kicked the box under the bridge. Two yellow ducks were startled up from the surface of the river and circled in the sky, chirping exaggeratedly.

Later, he met a motorcyclist. There was a girl sitting in the back seat of the motorcycle. The girl's arms wrapped tightly around the knight's waist. The motorcycle quickly overtook him. When he turned a corner, he saw the motorcycle stop waiting for him.

The cyclist asked, "You're that Sanchi, aren't you?" ”

Sanchi said, "You say yes, that's it." ”

"Where are you going?"

Sanji replied succinctly: "The county seat." ”

"I can't get to the county seat, but I can take you for a while."

Sanji looked at the girl and said, "You can't sit down, please go." ”

The girl smiled, got out of the back seat, and patted the cushion.

Sanchi rode up, and the girl pushed him again, so that he was clinging to the back of the cyclist, and she rode up again.

The motorcycle was launched.

He should have felt the thrill of the wind.

When Mr. Dobujie was riding a motorcycle, he would sometimes take him with him, causing him to scream with surprise and joy from time to time.

But this time he didn't feel like he was galloping. He only felt that he was caught between two strong bodies, and he was about to lose his breath. The girl sat behind him and put her arms around the rider's waist. As soon as the girl exerted her strength, his face pressed against the rider's back, and the girl's chest pressed against his back. Every bump in the motorcycle on the potholed road made him suffer the soft impact. Of course he knew what it was. Finally he began to scream: "I can't stand it anymore, I'm going down!" ”

The motorcycle stopped, and Sanji finally broke free from the two hot bodies, standing on the side of the road and breathing in the fresh air without the breath of the two people's bodies.

The motorcyclist slapped the girl's ass and stepped onto the motorcycle. The motorcycle carried the two laughing men away.

As he walked, Sanchi thought about a question: When he grows up, does everyone have to let his body make him swoon? And, of course, it is not possible to get an answer.

An eagle hovering in the sky swooped down, grabbed a lamb and flew to the top of a high cliff, so that he could finish thinking about the boring question.

After walking for almost two hours, he came across a car pulling ore.

The truck driver shoved a lighter into his hand, threw a pack of cigarettes in front of him, and told him to light a cigarette every fifteen minutes.

Lighting the first cigarette, Sanchi choked. He also read the words "smoking is harmful to health" on the cigarette pack to the driver. The driver laughed: "Damn, be a ** again, and set up an archway!" ”

Sanchi roughly knew what ** was, such as the lazy young woman with red nails dyed in front of the town hairdresser and always making an expression in the mirror. But he didn't know what the torii meant.

He asked the truck driver, who frowned and thought for a while and said, "I can't tell." It's like a certificate. ”

The driver was a little annoyed by this: "You little hillbilly has never seen that thing, how can I tell you?" ”

Sanji was not convinced: "Teacher Dobujie is fine!" Encyclopedias are also available! ”

The driver turned his anger into joy: "I can't see it, you are still a doll who loves to read!" Then you can tell people who haven't seen it! He also asked, "Wait, what book did you just say?" ”

"Encyclopedia."

"What kind of book is that? My son loves to read messy books! ”

Sanji said with a look of fascination: "An encyclopedia is a book that knows everything!" ”

"Do you have a book like that?"

Sanchi was a little sad: "I don't have it yet. ”

The driver threw the half-smoked cigarette out the window and touched his head: "You'll have it, you'll have a book like that!" ”

Sanji laughed, "Thank you! ”

The driver said: "Someone makes you uncomfortable, someone makes you feel bad, but you are a happy and kind doll!" Have you always been like this? ”

Sanji thought for a moment and said, "I've had times when I'm upset. ”

"Oh, everybody has unhappy times in this world! Think more about good things, good things that make you happy! ”

Sanji thought: This uncle always speaks with an exclamation mark.

At a fork in the road, a huge blue sign pointed out the different places they were going. The driver was going to the provincial capital to transport the ore to the railway station. At the school where my sister attended, in the dead of night, you could hear the train whistle in the distance. And he was going to turn the county seat on the left. There are more than twenty kilometers left on his journey.

The driver stuck his head out of the cab and said, "You're going to get that book!" ”

Sanchi reciprocated with the brightest smile.

He walked for more than half an hour, and later, a tractor took him to the county seat.

Sanji asked the first person he met in the county, "Where is the researcher?" I'm looking for him. ”

It was a man who was annoyed: "I'm looking for a bureau chief, and I haven't been able to find it, and you're still asking me?" Who do I ask? ”

Sanji asked the second person: "I'm Sanji, where is the researcher?" ”

The man asked another person standing under the willow tree on the side of the street, "What is a researcher?" ”

The man who looked at the new leaves that had just emerged from the willow tree shook his head and said, "I don't know what it is!" ”

Instead, another person who was sitting on a chair and taking a nap said, "It's a kind of official, a kind of official name." The man opened his eyes and asked Sanchi, "What is the name of this official you are looking for?" ”

Only then did Sanji remember that he didn't know the researcher's name.

The man shook his head: "This reckless doll doesn't even know people's names!" ”

Sanji remembered that the researcher had introduced his name, but he couldn't remember it.

Another man came up and said, "Find an official to the government!" The government is over there! ”

Sure enough, Sanji saw the large courtyard of the county government. The grand gate, and a number of shiny cars parked in the yard.

But the security guard didn't let him enter the courtyard: "You don't know who to look for, let you in, do I want a job?" ”

Sanji wanted to say something that he begged, but he couldn't.

At this time, he saw the Toyota that the researcher drove to the bottom of Cordyceps Mountain. He had a knack for memorization, so when he saw the number plate of the car now, he remembered it clearly. Sanji said to the security guard, "That's the researcher in that car!" ”

The security guard said, "It's him!" Just left yesterday! Elevated! ”

Of course, Sanji and the security guard didn't know that this person had changed from a researcher to the executive deputy county magistrate of another county, all because he went to Cordyceps Mountain and sent tens of thousands of cordyceps to the above.

Sanchi asked, "When will he be back?" ”

The security guard said, "Come back? What are you doing back? Not coming back! ”

At this time, the researcher was already sitting in another county government conference room. The head of the organization department from above was introducing him to the more than 100 cadres attending the meeting. The minister said a lot of praise for him. Next, he said something humble.

When the sun goes out, the street lights come on.

Sanji was walking down the street, his legs aching, and he had to find a place to spend the night.

Unbeknownst to Sanji, one of his three cordyceps had already been soaked in water by the secretary during a meeting.

On that day, the secretary who drank cordyceps water was in good spirits and spoke for more than an hour. Talk about the dialectic of resource exploitation and environmental protection. After speaking, he went to the VIP room in the background and said to the secretary that he was really tired of saying these words. At this time, the Standing Committee in charge of mine safety, who was sitting down and listening to the report, came in to report, and the boss who developed the largest mine asked for an increase in the target of 200 tons. The secretary said: "I'm talking about environmental friendliness, but you can't wait to blow up the mountain in a few days, he wants to increase the ** index, then you have to say how much the tax will increase!" ”

The Standing Committee went out, and the secretary returned to the office, picked up the cup, and found that the water in the cup had dried up. There was no one around. When the secretary saw the Standing Committee member come in, he avoided himself. The secretary didn't want to get up and pour a glass of water from the water purifier by himself, so he poured the cordyceps lying in the cup into the palm of his hand, put it in his mouth, and chewed it off in a few bites.

The silkworm-like cordyceps had a faint fishy smell, and the secretary thought that this thing was half cordyceps and half grass. Even after chewing it, he still felt the feeling that something was squirming in his stomach, which made him suddenly nauseous.

At this moment, there was another knock on the door, and he held back his nausea and sat up straight.

When he went home in the evening, the secretary looked very tired, and his wife said that a member of the Standing Committee had sent five kilograms of cordyceps to a mine boss.

The secretary said, "Didn't someone send some a few days ago?" Let's get together and send a safe person to the boss of the provincial capital. The secretary hesitated and said: "Damn, now there are more rumors about the boss going to plant, and the central inspection team is coming to the province again, do you think it is appropriate to send it at this time?" ”

The secretary's wife said: "I send it every year, just this time, send it or not, what's the difference?" ”

The secretary raised his hand and made a gesture of stopping: "To weigh, to weigh." ”

His wife sneered: "It's too late, a nest of corrupt officials, have you read "Dream of Red Mansions"?" One loss, one glory, not this time. ”

The secretary said, "Then follow the old rules." ”

"What's wrong with not following the old rules? The new rules can't tolerate you! ”

So, Sanchi's two cordyceps, along with tens of thousands of other cordyceps, were taken out of the freezer, packed into opaque black plastic bags, and lay in a large suitcase.

In the process of packing, the two Cordyceps were separated and squeezed together with some unfamiliar Cordyceps. These Cordyceps are in the process of transforming from worms to grasses. That is, in the fall, the bugs lying in the darkness underground are invaded by some kind of spores. Together, they survived the bitter winter cold underground. In the spring, bugs wake up slowly, but spores that are plants wake up quickly. So, it starts to grow in the body of the bug. Growing into a grass bud, arching through the body of the insect, arching through the surface, and was probing his brain towards the sunlit grass, and was about to grow into a complete grass, he met a cordyceps digger like Sanchi. The zombie, spores filled with plant spores entered the market.

The cordyceps in the bag were crowded together, and they even hated each other. Bugs smell a lot, and I hate grass smells a lot. Those with a strong grass smell hate those with too strong insect smell.

These cordyceps first took a car to the provincial capital, but did not enter the house of the person who called the boss in the provincial capital. The man at the door stopped the way, saying that the eldest was no longer at home these days. The person who sent Cordyceps said that in the past, the boss had to live a purpose. Reply, when is it, go, go, the boss is annoying, and it will be avoided by looking at it. Therefore, these cordyceps only arrived in the courtyard of the old family and stopped at the door of the building. A driver was added to the car. The old rule is that the goods in the car are delivered directly to the airport. In the airport parking lot, the driver opened the suitcase and took out a bag from it. More cordyceps got on a plane and traveled from the provincial capital to the capital, then to an underground storage room in a deep house compound.

This room has the right temperature and humidity for these precious things.

There are already a lot of things in this room, and there are at least 50,000 cordyceps alone. That was last year, but in 2014, things were different. In the mobile phone WeChat, in the words of the people, there are all kinds of rumors that the boss wants to plant. The driver stopped in view of the airport terminal and sat in the car to watch the rise and fall of the plane. A driver said that most of the people would not know whether it would be delivered or not. The two drivers turned the car around.

At this time, the sky was bright, and when they entered the city, the sun rose behind them, and the shadows of the trees and telephone poles in the streets were very long. The driver stopped the car, knocked on the door of a small shop, and handed in a bag of cordyceps. There are more than 1,000 Cordyceps in this bag. The shopkeeper said, "It's tens of thousands, and you don't have so much cash, so let's call your card." ”

The driver said, "It's not going to drag on again." ”

The shopkeeper said, "How can the bank open as soon as it opens." ”

Before the boss left the store to go to the bank, he took out a light box from the house, which read: Recycle famous wine, famous cigarettes, and cordyceps.

This is also the old rule in previous years. This year is a little different. The driver grabbed the shopkeeper, got to the back of the car, and opened the trunk. When the shopkeeper saw so many cordyceps, his face turned white: "My shop is small, my shop is small, you better go find a big boss." The two drivers became anxious, and for a while they went to find a big boss who could eat so many goods safely, and immediately stood on the ground, sweating profusely.

Sanchi was unaware of the mysterious trip of these cordyceps that was taking place. Unbeknownst to Sanchi, his two cordyceps were separated. One was supposed to go to the basement of the boss, but this time it fell into the hands of two drivers, waiting for a new boss. How these cordyceps came out and how they continued their mysterious journey is another bizarre story.

Night fell as Sanchi wandered through the streets of the county seat.

He was hungry. He was hungry. He spent six yuan and asked for a bowl of hot soup with beef and coriander leaves at a small restaurant, and ate two baked cakes that he had brought with him. The waiter in the small restaurant laughed at him: "You fool, what are you doing with two cold biscuits?" We've got hot pancakes here! ”

The proprietress scolded the waitress away. The proprietress poured half a scoop of soup into his bowl and said, "Eat slowly, and ignore him!" ”

On the table against the wall of the restaurant, there is a television set, in which the county TV station is playing a song program. When the names of the singers appeared, a few local customers in the restaurant said, "Ouch, this kind of person can also call people!" ”

Order a song for so-and-so and so-and-so newlyweds.

Order a song for the opening of a new store of so-and-so.

Order a song for so-and-so's birthday.

The person who drank the soup and ate the baked cake laughed and scolded: "This grandson is ordering a song for his director!" ”

Then, it was Cordyceps who ordered songs for relatives, friends and employees.

The song is "Love Fight to Win" in Hokkien, and the locals can't understand the words, so they can only understand the subtitles.

The people in the restaurant started talking about the owner of the cordyceps shop. Say, it's just a street gangster. I said, when I first went to collect Cordyceps, someone knocked out all my teeth. Say, the hero doesn't ask where he comes from, and he is now the big boss.

At this time, Sanji was faced with another problem, he only had a ten-yuan bill on his body, and he took out the money to pay for the beef soup, and only found four crumpled one-dollar bills.

The proprietress took the four pieces of change out of her apron pocket and slapped them on Sanchi's hand, and he immediately realized that in the unaccompanied county town, with these four dollars, he would definitely not find a place to spend the night.

On the plateau, the temperature drops sharply at night, and Sanchi does not have the courage to leave the restaurant and walk onto the cold and empty streets of the county town.

One by one, the customers in the store left.

The waiter turned off the TV, and the boss stepped out from the stove in the back room, sat down at the table and lit a cigarette. He looked at Sanchi and said to the proprietress who had taken off her apron, "Truant doll." ”

The proprietress came over and asked him, "Doll, to be honest, did you sneak out?" ”

Sanchi didn't know how to answer, just shook his head vigorously.

The proprietress lowered her voice: "Did you steal something from the house and want to make a move?" ”

Sanji shook his head even harder.

"Did you bring cordyceps?"

At the mention of this, Sanji's tears welled up in his eyes: "The researcher took my three cordyceps away and said that they would give me a set of encyclopedias, but the principal said that it was for the school." I came to find a researcher, but he was transferred and became the county magistrate! ”

"It's him! How could he ask you for three cordyceps! The proprietress had a look of surprise on her face, "What?" You trade cordyceps for books! ”

The boss stood up and flicked the burning cigarette butt out the door: "In this world, you have to ask everything about it, go home!" The doll will sleep in the store tonight. The boss pointed to the waiter: "Come with him!" ”

The boss and the hostess went out, pulled down the roller shutter door with a bang, and locked it from the outside.

The boyish waiter first made a look of displeasure, put the table together, spread the futon on it, and lay down on himself. When the footsteps of the boss and the boss disappeared, he asked him, "You really didn't bring a little cordyceps with you?" ”

Sanchi said, "I really don't. ”

The waiter patted the quilt and said, "Come on." ”

Sanji took off his robe and climbed into bed.

The waiter said, "Get out over there, I won't meet your head!" ”

Sanji lay down on the other side, and as soon as he carefully straightened his legs, he lifted the quilt and jumped up: "You stink! ”

Sanji didn't know how to respond, but he bent down and said excitedly, face to face, "Show you something!" ”

He stood on tiptoe, lifted the ceiling, took out a small cardboard box, and placed it in front of Sanchi: "Open!" Open it and take a look! ”

Sanji opened the cardboard box, and there were rows of cordyceps sleeping next to each other. "So much!"

"My salary for two years! There are 200 in total! Earning ten yuan per root is equivalent to my own salary increase! ”

The waiter put the cordyceps away again, restored the ceiling, and this time, he brought the pillow over and lay down with Sanchi. He said, "Wait, in a few years, I will be the owner of Cordyceps myself!" He looked at the ceiling, as if looking at a distant place: "I'm fifteen years old this year, wait, wait until I'm twenty years old, and I'll let you show me the way and introduce business when I harvest Cordyceps!" ”

Sanji smiled: "I was in high school by then. ”

"Really? I thought I could hire you. ”

Sanji asked him another question: "Don't you have to take the money home?" ”

The fifteen-year-old waiter said to him in an old-fashioned tone: "Friend, don't ask this question, okay?" ”

The little waiter is going to sleep with the lights off.

Sanji made a request: "I want to watch TV for a while." ”

Little waiter: "Love to see, I won't stay up late with you." After saying that, he covered his head with the quilt and fell asleep.

Sanji picked up the remote control and pressed it channel by channel. He was amazed to find that the television sets in the county town could receive far more television sets than those in the township. Of course, there are more television sets in the township than there are in the villages.

This night, he received a documentary channel from CCTV from the county television station. In the picture, the blue sea spreads endlessly, and the fish in the sea are like a dense flock of birds in the sky. Frigate birds swooped down from the sky towards the fish. People sailed to one emerald island after another. This film is over, and it is a preview of the next new film that will be broadcast. One is a war movie, with planes, artillery, charging crowds, and shouts of victory. One is about Africa, with darker people than the people of this grassland, elephants, lions, sunsets, and sad singing.

Sanji thought that there were encyclopedia-like programs on TV.

Next, advertising. What Sanji didn't expect was that it was an advertisement for Cordyceps. A deep-pitched voice asks, "Are you still soaking in water?" Are you still decocting medicine and making soup? Are you still using small steel milling powder? ”

That's when Sanchi learned how people ate the cordyceps. Soak in a cup. Cook in a stockpot. Powder it with a machine and eat it as medicine.

Sanji was a little disappointed by this result: the miraculous cordyceps was just such an ordinary destination.

In the morning, when Sanchi woke up, the little waiter was already poking the stove to make a fire and noodles.

Sanji slept a little longer. He was homesick in bed and homesick and schooling. It wasn't until the sound of the boss and his wife opening the roller shutter door that he quickly got up and put on his robe. After breakfast, the boss instructed the waiter to take Sanji to the bus station. The proprietress shoved a ten-dollar bill into his hand and said, "It's enough to buy a bus ticket, go back to school and study hard." ”

The boss gave him two more freshly baked biscuits. The boss said, "Calculate, two baked cakes are six yuan, a breakfast is twelve yuan, and one night's accommodation fee is twenty yuan, a total of 44 yuan is owed to me." ”

The waiter interjected and said, "And my quilt costs ten yuan!" ”

The boss smiled and looked at the ceiling: "Then use the money you earn to pay it back." I think you're already friends. ”