Right now, diagonally opposite the county office, there is a large open space like a square.

The ground was paved with volcanic stones by Song Fu Life People, and it was particularly regular.

A long pole was erected in the open space, and a large red flag fluttered on the pole.

Flag embroidery big characters: Huining County Ya.

Every day, these four big characters flutter in the wind.

In fact, Song Fusheng still wanted this way, and colorful flags were fluttering on the roadside.

It is best to have a flag-raising ceremony in the morning, when the officials are at work, and then let the officials kick the right steps to have a flag-raising ceremony, so as to cultivate the sense of mission of the officials to make decisions for the people.

The people also watched, looking up at the flag-raising together, and had a solemn sense of unity with the county government.

Slowly, it is best to become a characteristic of Huining's spiritual civilization.

We can't just focus on the economy and not the spiritual civilization.

But not available.

Song Fusheng only poured out his hand and asked the guards to put street signs on the main street, as for these imaginary ones, he planned to rectify them again during the New Year.

In addition, in the square in front of the county yamen, in addition to the flagpole, there are also two high stone pillars on the side of the street.

At present, the two stone pillars are plastered on all sides with notices about recruitment and what they want to receive.

In recent days, the officials on duty in the county government are about to be laughed at when they go back and forth to and from work.

Because by the stone pillar, suddenly came a lame old man who knew a few words.

The old man brought a table and a stool every day, and the table was set with cheap paper, ink, pen and inkstone, and he was more punctual than the people in their positions.

The magistrate laughed and talked yesterday: You didn't come late in the future, and the official didn't need to look at it. Send someone to the door and see if the old man is not there.

What does the old man do, help people read the notices?

Under the notice, put a bowl, and it is all according to people's wishes.

But you would be wrong to think that the old man only earns money for reading notices.

His main source of income was to help people write letters, which were clearly marked copper plates.

With such a large number of workers in the county, who doesn't have a few relatives in the countryside?

Everyone is very particular about blood ties and helping each other.

There is a shortage of people to work in the city, so I have to tell my relatives to come quickly.

Even the mother-in-law Dingen in the city counts money.

This old man uses this psychology to make money.

He sat by the stone pillar every day and wrote letters for everyone.

After accumulating the letters for a day, the old man packed up the table, hurried to the city gate with a cane, and found a coachman to carry the letters down from the village to the village.

A few letters do not occupy space, and the people who pull the feet are usually from the village, and when they mention who and everyone still knows, it means that sometimes they help to bring back several letters before receiving one or two copper plates.

So, can the officials not be laughed at?

Earn money and come to the gate of the county office.

What's even more laughable is that I heard that the old man has recently accepted a few long-term jobs.

No, the magistrate has conveyed to the outside world many times, emphasizing special products.

The ones below are crazy, and they don't want to be compared to those Songshi villages and the like, and everything looks like a specialty.

Dig out a stone today, bring a few things tomorrow to say what treasures dug up in the cave, and come to the county government to brush the sense of existence and let it be identified.

The county magistrates, county lieutenants, chief bookkeepers, and historians must have an official on duty every day, and they specially set up an office space to be responsible for leading people to receive them.

The following are coming to the county to enjoy boxed lunches.

When he was walking, he saw the old man, and he came to ask what he was doing, and he understood.

Can you get a monthly subscription here?

What is a monthly subscription?

It is that you often write letters to us, and write the new spirit that you have heard about the county government conveying into the letters.

It doesn't mean anything else, we just want to know more about what the magistrate said, what he is busy asking the people to do, and what the people in the city have been doing recently.

I don't want to get out of the adult leadership due to inconvenient transportation below.

I want to keep up with the adults.

Got it, it's just to let the gossip spread around.

With such a list, the old man received more than 20 copies of the monthly subscription all year round.

During Song Fusheng's lunch break, he laughed when he heard about it while eating a working meal.

An official said: "My lord, is he a little offended? ”

"What offended, what do we have to be terrible for the common people to know."

In Song Fusheng's opinion, the old man relied on his own skills to make money, and it was no big deal.

Not to mention the old men, his own children, his son Mi Shou, and his farm leave are all earning money below.

……

Antu Village, the village that survives by producing honey.

From the inside to the children below, they are all looking forward to it at the entrance of the village.

After a while, I saw the first car turn from the other side of the mountain.

Then the second car appeared, the third, the tenth, the twentieth, too many to count.

Along the mountain road, the convoy is pouring like a stream towards the beekeeping village.

Here it is, this time it's really here.

The magistrate didn't lie to them.

The lord said that the flowers here are full of flowers every year, the bees are flying, and the villagers are really good things that they can collect, and the official must let you earn more money.

He does what he says.

Many of the older beekeepers began to cry excitedly before the honey had been transported.

Covering his eyes with his swollen hand stung by bees, he said: Finally became a good official, and when they were in the most trouble, it was the master of Qingtian who protected the people.

I don't know who led the head, and I knelt on the ground.

Qian Mishou was sitting in the head car of this honey collection team at this time.

The children took the agricultural holiday of the ancient festivals, and specially came to keep accounts to earn pocket money.

What to do if you don't earn it, let my sister Xiong go with the money, and I don't say anything about paying it back.

When I asked my sister for it, I was complained:

Whoever asks you to open your mouth will reward the little guy sent by the Guogong Mansion to deliver the letter, I am borrowing, and you are rewarding.

Brother, it's okay to pretend to be faceless outside, but you have to pay for your actions, you don't care if I want to do it or not.

Mi Shou can only suffer a dumb loss.

And this time it was not just Mi Shou who came out to earn pocket money.

Erlang Song Jinbao and they followed different teams and also made money outside.

I have to mention here that Mi Shou also introduced a poor classmate in the class to work, and he has a good relationship with him.

The guy was seventeen years old.

When I talked to Song Fusheng for the first time, Song Fusheng was stunned if there were any temporary workers to work for his classmates.

Far from it.

At this time, Mi Shou jumped out of the car, and was hugged by the villagers into the courtyards, and began to record with a notebook.

How many five-pound buckets are filled, ten pounds, and twenty-pound buckets.

How many catties of honey did this family take away.

In the end, some people can't make up the whole catty, and the rice shou needs to be marked, and then the whole catty will be counted for the money.

"These five households are finished, the second uncle, load the car."

"Okay!"

Song Fushou put down the water scoop of the villager's house, chewed the honey cube in his mouth, and began to load the car with his hands.

Song Fugui, who came with the team, didn't have a big man's shelf at all, walked the streets and alleys, shouted frequently, and was very worried:

"Fellows, don't worry, you can't leave any of them behind.

But you have to be careful when filling the buckets.

It's not easy for you to get some honey, it's all hard-earned money that has been stung out by bees.

Good things, let's never waste them, we'll pull them out for you, it's all silver. ”

On behalf of the villagers, the village wants to express its gratitude to Fugui and his party.

Song Fugui's posture is very right:

"Folks, if we want to say thank you, we should also say thank you.

In fact, we belong to a cooperative relationship. Thousands of troops

Thank you for your hard work and for taking out the purest linden honey with your eyes on the ground.

This year, it is the first time to sell to the outside world, and we don't know what it will be like.

If the price is good and the sales are good, the county lord has asked us, and we must take the initiative to raise the price next year.

Let the villagers earn more and live a richer life.

Our goal and slogan is, strive for a win-win situation! ”

Fugui waved his hand, and when the words fell, the men from the nine clans who came with the team applauded fiercely, and they had to set up a stage to cheer.

The beekeepers didn't know what it meant, but they also slapped their hands with excitement and rustiness.

Later, the more and more intense the shooting.

The dark and rough faces, the sweet honey smiling from the heart, just like the honey they made themselves, their eyes were full of expectation.

They are eager to sell to the people who buy honey and sell them personally:

Eat with confidence to those who are outside, and those from all the cities.

Just now, the nobles asked them to scrape off the honey on the side of the bucket, and we didn't scrape it off, for fear of staining the mouths of the nobles.

The magistrate dares to guarantee that this is a good thing to sell to you, and we dare to use our lives to vouch, this is really the best honey we make with our hearts.

Meanwhile.

Another team, led by Tian Xifa and Si Zhuang, also arrived at the designated place.

The two of them were holding sickles in their hands, panting, and they could be tired enough to choke these two people, so you can imagine the hard work.

The basket behind him was filled with arrows and swords.

Both of them had their faces scratched, and they climbed all the way to the hillside.

"Stop, it's here, it's here, it must be here."

Such sunshine, such rain and dew, such slope, such geography.

One thing is indispensable.

It must be stable in the forest for more than 20 years all the year round, and it must be shadowed by linden trees, oak trees, and walnut trees, and there must be cover such as eleuthero under the trees, so that the environment is completely suitable for growing surviving ginseng.

Speaking is the head of the family ginseng picking skills for many years.

It's not just this one.

After Song Fusheng issued a summons to the people of the county.

It can be said that at this time, behind Tian Xifa and Sizhuang, all the craftsmen who can pick ginseng in the entire Huining County are assembled.

These people are the real masters of Changbai Mountain.

They dance all year round, and they have a heartfelt awe for this mountain that gathers the essence of heaven and earth.

Seeing that Tian Xifa and Sizhuang were behind, they always sat on the ground and rested, and began to lead the team.

First, kneel down and thank the mountains and thank nature for its gifts to mankind.

In the second case, the craftsmen took out their belongings one after another, and tied them with red ropes with copper coins on them.

According to legend, ginseng has spirituality and runs away without being tethered.

After finishing all the preparations, he always looked solemnly at Tian Xifa and Sizhuang.

Tian Xifa nodded and signaled: Let's excavate.

The digging ginseng people lined up, with scissors and pegs and other tools, showing a square team squatting on the ground, looking for it in an orderly manner.

These people, regardless of whether they used to be a ginseng-digging team that helped them into the mountains or a single stick (picking ginseng alone), now have the same expressions, cautious, for fear of accidentally hurting the slightest bit of ginseng.

After a while, Si Zhuang heard someone shouting: "I found the mallet." ”

Bang mallet is a special name for ginseng by the locals of Changbai Mountain.

"I've found a mallet here, too."

I stayed in the mountains for fifteen days.

The first time Sizhuang heard that he had discovered a century-old ginseng, he felt that it was fresh and had to take a look.

The second time I heard it was a surprise.

The twenty-fourth, seventy-eighth, just numb.

For example, at this moment.

When Si Zhuang heard this, he found ginseng again, and hurriedly stuffed half of the Leba back into his bag, and threw a wild fruit into his mouth to quench his thirst.

Then take some birch leaves and moss hairs and come forward and mechanically take the ginseng.

Wrap some of the raw soil with these two kinds of leaf grass, wrap the ginseng, and finally wrap the ginseng around with straw rope and bark, and tie a red rope with copper coins on it.

After more than half a month, the ginseng picking team came down from the mountain, and all of them were made without human figures.

Tian Xifa and Sizhuang lost more than ten pounds, basically losing one pound a day.

They couldn't sleep well, they had to guard against the beasts in the mountains, and they had to lead the team to find new ginseng fields in the mountains, and they didn't dare to relax for a moment.

Wealth appears here again.

He is really a good brick for Song Fusheng, where he needs to move.

Fugui patted Tian Xifa and Si Zhuang on the shoulders in distress, and instructed the others to pack the boxes.

The wooden box for transporting fresh ginseng is particular, otherwise the rich and noble will not be able to come in person.

It's too valuable.

Just look at the bottom of the wooden box containing ginseng with a layer of new cotton, and the cotton is covered with white paper.

The walls of the wooden box should also be covered with cotton and white paper to prevent the fresh ginseng from being damaged during transportation.

Fugui took a big bag again, and poured money on the ground with a clamour, and the ground was full of silver.

The craftsmen who took over Tian Xifa's records dug up a few of them, dug up the size of the year and completeness, and sent money to the scene against the ledger.

After all the work was done, he led the team to carry the thin Tian Xifa and Sizhuang back home.

Tian Xifa lay down when he got to the car, his heart was completely relaxed, and in the blink of an eye, the snoring sound shook the sky.

Fugui waved his whip and looked at the four strong, happy.

It's better to be young.

This kid is so tired that he is not sleepy, and he is rubbing his teeth with a piece of wood that he has fallen out of nowhere.

"What's the matter, I'm afraid your daughter-in-law will dislike you? Then you only have a fart for your teeth. Besides, your daughter-in-law is not available, she is not at home. ”

Sizhuang was stunned.

"I opened a dim sum shop with your grandmother in Huanglongfu City, who knows if I can come back today. It's been two days. ”

Si Zhuang immediately threw away the broken wood chips, and Fugui turned around and looked again, the kid leaned on the ginseng box and fell asleep with his head tilted.

Do you think that Tian Xifa and Sizhuang's team are the most offended?

No, there is still a team.

Wang Zhongyu and Baozhu's elder brother Dadezi were drawn from the mushroom fungus mountain cargo team and transferred to mine pine stone.

At present, the mountain cargo team is only supported by the head of the high-speed railway.

The overseer was working, and Wang Zhongyu and Dadezi's voices were all hoarse.

No matter what kind of root tea you drink, it can't reduce inflammation and relieve pain, and you cough and bleed.

These two people are stationed in Shajiabang with craftsmen, and they are chiseling, and they talk to people behind their ears.

Song Fusheng said after learning about it:

No, if we want someone in our family, we don't often change guards with Zhongyu Dadezi.

He is really afraid that after a long time, Fushou's eyes are already like that, don't appear two deaf people again.

……

At the end of October, in the Huanglong area, two special teams set off.

One was personally escorted by officials, and in the name of Huanglong Mansion to the Imperial Palace of the capital to present Huining specialties.

Tao Fuyin was particularly satisfied with Song Fusheng's work.

Song Fusheng doesn't care.

It doesn't matter whose political achievements it is, as long as you can cooperate with me as a superior, don't suppress me, so that the emperor can eat and drink even if he doesn't boast about it, he has something to say.

This is what the emperor eats and drinks, and it will be easy to sell things to the people of Huining in the future, the road will be wider, and the Song Jiu clan will be able to earn more money.

The other team, of course, is our serious Maxima.

Guo Boss led the transport team.

Fugui took the local artists who walked on stilts and sang local operas to change handkerchiefs, and went to the capital with the car to sell.

If you don't go to wealth, Song Fusheng is not at ease, sometimes sales are the most important.

On this day, Song Fusheng didn't expect that the people of Huining, even the people from the townships and villages below, spontaneously rushed to say goodbye.

The people know that the containers containing those special products are engraved with the words: Great Beauty Changbai Mountain, Great Beauty Huining.

So, they stand on the side of the street.

When I saw the Maxima vehicles driving out one after another, the common shout was: "Great beauty Changbai Mountain, great beauty I will Ning." ”

For a time, thousands of people cheered together.