Dashan Orchard 1988

Chapter 49 The Brand of the Mountain

Li Muyang was a little worried.

Half a month ago, Boss Song told the village chief about Cordyceps. There was no movement for the first week. He thought the other party was just loud thunder and light rain.

Unexpectedly, just the day before yesterday, on his way back, he found two people resting in the mountains.

Just talking about the whereabouts of Cordyceps sinensis.

The two voices sounded like they were not locals, with thick southern accents. Li Muyang could not hear some words very clearly, but because he was wary, he still noticed the word "Cordyceps".

The place where the two rested was not far from Maliangou. For the time being, they were still active near Taoshan. Once they crossed the Sanmu Bridge and reached the West Mountain, they would not be far from the place where Cordyceps was found.

This gave Li Muyang a sense of crisis.

It seems that it is only a matter of time before Cordyceps is discovered.

He must dig out as much as possible as quickly as possible.

Once the village chief calls on everyone to dig, even if he has more experience, his income will definitely drop because the supply of goods will decrease sharply.

It's a pity that he told his two brothers that they each have their own way of making a living, and he just wants Li Muyang to do it well, and he doesn't have much interest in this kind of thing.

Everyone is different and everyone has his or her own ambitions.

Li Muyang is not easy to force either.

Now, after hearing Sister Hu's words to trick him, his already tense string would naturally not be easily fooled.

"Okay, I think you don't want to say anything. Just wait, I'll get you the money."

Sister Hu turned and walked into the back of the cubicle.

Li Muyang was slightly curious. He remembered that the small cabinet where Sister Hu kept her money was right next to her feet. Why did she go to the back? Could it be that there wasn't so much money in the front?

He couldn't help but put his hand on the Cordyceps box.

No one is allowed to touch his cordyceps without seeing the money.

While I was doubting, I heard a hearty laughter coming out from behind the cubicle. A vigorous old man with white hair came out from behind. He was about fifty years old, not tall, but very strong, with a red face. Guang, his face looks very good.

He wore a white shirt on his upper body, with the buttons at the collar open, revealing his strong chest. The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up halfway, revealing his thick arms.

Li Muyang's eyes trembled slightly, and he suddenly realized.

It turns out that Sister Hu went in to "move in reinforcements."

The spirited old man in a white shirt in front of him is called Mi Qingsong, and he is the person in charge of this medicinal herb supply and marketing center.

In his previous life, Li Muyang would often dig herbs in the mountains in exchange for pocket money, so he also knew this old man.

He also taught Li Muyang some knowledge about herbal medicine.

He is an enthusiastic old man and an expert in medicinal herbs.

Li Muyang heard that this old man was a big shot before, and he came to this place to experience life.

Mi Qingsong walked out of the cubicle, first took a quick look at Li Muyang, then walked over with a smile, opened the shoe box, sniffed it gently, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, it is indeed a good-grade Cordyceps sinensis."

He raised his head again and asked Li Muyang with a smile, "Young man, is this the Cordyceps that you dug up?"

Seeing Mi Qingsong's expression, Li Muyang couldn't be too reserved. After all, the old man had taken good care of him in his previous life. Herbal medicines were basically given to him at high-quality prices, and he also taught him how to find different medicinal materials, and under what circumstances, The quality of the medicinal materials is better, etc.

He is a person who shows a little kindness to him.
He couldn't be as reserved as before.

Li Muyang stood up from the chair and said with a naive smile: "Yes."

"Did you really dig it?"

Mi Qingsong asked again.

Li Muyang thought to himself that this old man was really "cunning".

He didn't ask where his cordyceps came from, but directly asked if they were dug.

If he directly refuses to admit that he dug it, then once it is exposed later, it will be inconvenient for him to sell it here.

Moreover, it is not in line with his principles of life to deceive someone who is kind to him.But if he admits it, doesn't he indirectly admit that the cordyceps are nearby?

With Mi Qingsong's professionalism, he could tell with just a quick glance and a sniff that the cordyceps had just been dug out.

If you say it's not local, who would believe it?
Li Muyang smiled slightly and did not answer directly.

Mi Qingsong waved to him, "Young man, if you are free, would you like to have a cup of tea with me, an old man?"

The old man asked this, and Sister Hu and Xiao Wang next to him were very surprised.

I can’t figure out why Mr. Mi is interested in this young man. Even if he brought some cordyceps, it shouldn’t be enough to become Mr. Mi’s guest.

Mr. Mi generally doesn't have the habit of receiving guests.

What a lucky man.

can.

Li Muyang shook his head, "I'm sorry, I have something else to do today and I don't have time to drink tea with you. Let's talk about it another day when we have the opportunity."

he--

Even refused.

Both Sister Hu and Xiao Wang opened their eyes wide.

This guy is really not an ordinary person. You see, being able to drink tea and chat with Mi Lao will be a great help to him in selling medicinal materials in the future. He shouldn't be flattered, why did he refuse?

He is really ignorant.

When Mi Qingsong heard Li Muyang's words, he was slightly stunned for a moment, with a look of interest flashing in his eyes.

He laughed and said, "Well, let's talk about it another day when we have the opportunity. The quality of your cordyceps is very good. The price Xiao Hu gave you before was on the low side. This time we will charge 900 yuan per catty."

"Ah?" Li Muyang didn't make a sound, but his surprised expression still betrayed his happiness.

There's nothing you can do about it, that's how people are poor.

I can't help but feel happy when I hear that the price of something I worked so hard for has been raised.

With an increase of 50 yuan per kilogram, he can buy more than 60 kilograms of white noodles.

Eating it with buckwheat noodles can last for three or four months.

If it is used to contract Taoshan, one acre of land can be contracted for fifty acres for one dollar.

Not to mention, when it comes to seeing a doctor for my mother, sometimes the hospital won’t give her any medicine even if it’s just a penny less. An extra penny means more hope.

How could he be unhappy.

Sister Hu and Xiao Wang had already agreed on the price and had to pay it. When they heard that Mi had temporarily changed the price, they were very puzzled.

Mr. Mi usually ignored matters like setting prices for medicinal materials. Why was he so concerned about it today?

But although they were curious, they still followed Mi Qingsong's request and paid Li Muyang a full 900 yuan.

This time Li Muyang did not ask for change, but directly asked for 90 large bills with a face value of 10 yuan.

He carefully put the money into the innermost pocket of his clothes, put it close to his body, buttoned it up, and pressed it hard with his hands to feel relieved.

His action made Mi Qingsong and the two counter staff laugh.

But none of the three people meant to laugh.

Originally, it seemed a bit disharmonious for such a large amount of money to appear on such a simple person, but Li Muyang gave them a special and complicated feeling.

Call him rustic, but he has an indifferent temperament about him. He is very confident, calm, and indifferent. He is not like the timid or unscrupulous mountain people who sell medicinal materials.

He restrained his aura very skillfully and looked very easy-going, but it was also wrapped in a thin layer of fog, making it difficult for people to see his true inner thoughts.

But let’s just say he’s not rustic…

Whether it's the clothes on his body, his honest eyes, or his accent, they all show that he is an authentic mountain man.

The mark that Dashan left on him cannot be faked!
(End of this chapter)