1983: From Land Sharing to Household Ownership

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoling!"

Wang Qiang and his three younger sisters put down their things, and he said loudly to the twins, "These hundred-year-old wild tea trees are too tall, and the two of you are still too young to pick them by yourself."

"As for the two of you, you will be responsible for holding the ladder under the wooden ladder, while you are responsible for picking up the back basket full of tea leaves, waiting for Wanjun and I."

"Then pour the tea leaves in the back basket into those big baskets."

He then explained, "After these big baskets are full of tea leaves, let's pick them home first."

"After pouring out the tea leaves on the clean bamboo mat prepared at home, we continue up the mountain for the next round of picking."

"There are more than 200 century-old wild tea trees here. If you work harder, you can pick them in one day today."

He estimated and calculated, and said, "As for the tea trees on the mountainside, they are not very tall. Most of them don't use wooden ladders and can be picked while standing on the ground."

The few hundred-year-old tea trees that used to grow not far from the natural lake were transplanted into this small basin by Wang Qiang a few days ago. Together with these hundred-year-old wild tea trees that were purchased, it was easier to manage. .

Therefore, there are no tea trees planted on the mountainside that are more than a hundred years old, which makes it easy to hide their secrets and try to prevent future hidden dangers.

He said to the two disappointed sisters, "When the time comes, you two girls, just go to pick those short tea trees."

"In this case, you can also try the fun of tea picking and learn some methods and precautions for tea picking.

After Wang Qiang gave an order, the four brothers and sisters immediately began to act.

With the intermediate tea ceremony proficient in this skill, coupled with super physical fitness, Wang Qiang can pick tea leaves quickly!

Because the speed is too fast, there are even phantoms in his hands!

One can imagine how fast Wang Qiang's hands are!

However, with such a fast action, he would not hurt any piece of tea leaves, and the tea leaves that were picked were not damaged in any way, which is the most perfect appearance.

"Wow! Brother, are you a legendary martial arts master? I have never seen you practice martial arts!"

"Oh... brother, you are too good!"

"Uh……"

This miraculous scene made the three little girls scream in shock again!

After a while, the three girls gradually got used to it, so they stopped yelling and concentrated on picking tea leaves.

The four brothers and sisters picked tea leaves, but only the tenderest buds on the tea tree. Other tea leaves were not picked.

In doing so, on the one hand, it is to ensure the quality of its own tea leaves, and on the other hand, it will try not to affect the future growth of tea trees.

The tea leaves picked from these hundred-year-old tea trees, except for the tea leaves produced by the three or four hundred-year-old tea trees, are kept for their own enjoyment, and others can be sold.

However, Wang Qiang will definitely set a very high price, even if no one wants it, he will not sell it cheaply.

In the future, except for the few hundred-year-old super old tea trees that he will continue to cultivate with diluted spiritual liquid, other tea trees will basically not be cultivated with diluted spiritual liquid in the future.

Otherwise, the quality of the tea leaves that are sold out is too much higher than ordinary tea leaves, and it is easy to attract a pair of invisible black hands and bring endless trouble.

As for the several hundred-year-old tea trees, the tea leaves produced by them will not be passed down for even one ounce.

Apart from the time spent hurriedly eating lunch, the four brothers and sisters Wang Qiang hurry up and work non-stop, from morning to nightfall, and finally finished picking the tender buds from these two hundred century-old tea trees.

The four of them returned home with the last batch of tea picked today, and night had come.

Wanjun went to prepare dinner, while Wang Qiang kept processing the tea at home...

It took four full days for the four brothers and sisters Wang Qiang to pick all the tea leaves from the 30-year-old tea trees.

As for the original hundred acres of tea forests on the Great Tea Mountain, because there are not enough manpower, Wang Qiang decided not to pick them this year, and let the hundred acres of tea forests grow wildly for another year to improve the quality of their tea leaves.

Anyway, the big supermarket he plans to open has not even a word.

Over the past few days, Wang Qiang has been picking tea leaves with all his might during the day, lighting up a few oil lamps at night, and working overtime to process the tea leaves that he picked up.

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"Brother, today's Ching Ming Festival, let's go to the city together to buy money, paper, candles, incense and other offerings, and then go to visit the graves of our parents."

On Qingming Festival, the four brothers and sisters Wang Qiang got up early and had breakfast, and Wanjun was talking to his brother.

"it is good."

Wang Qiang agreed, "Everyone hurry up and pack up, we'll go to the city right away."

Today, my sister and the others are going to go shopping. This is their duty. Naturally, Wang Qiang will not refuse.

To pay homage to your parents, what you can do must be done with your own hands, in order to truly fulfill your filial piety.

In previous years, due to various reasons, the four brothers and sisters just paid their respects hastily.

This year is different. The spring breeze of reform and opening up has already blown to the tea city. Even if you make a bigger noise, it is no big deal.

Today, the three sisters' hearts are very heavy, and the twin sisters are no longer shouting.

After a while, the four siblings left the house.

He explained that Da Meng and the five big dogs were responsible for the housekeeping. Wang Qiang rode a three-wheeled bicycle with three baskets of eggs, duck eggs, and goose eggs on it, and went out of the gate building with three girls.

These eggs don't last long and have to be taken to the city frequently to sell.

This kind of cumbersome matter must be solved perfectly after the opening of its own large supermarket in the future.

After exiting the gate building, locking the gate, and riding a bicycle across the stone arch bridge, Wang Qiang turned to look at his big farm.

The most eye-catching is the large circle of lush and vibrant bamboo forests that surrounds their own fields and mountains.

Now, with this large bamboo wall nearly 20 meters high, Wang Qiang's family has a good protection forest, which can basically isolate the prying eyes of the villagers.

This large circle of bamboo forests transplanted by Wang Qiang's family, although a little out of common sense, will not cause much disturbance.

All the people in the village would think that Wang Qiang's family's land is very suitable for the growth of bamboo forest.

After this round of farming is over, Wang Qiang also plans to go to the mountains to find some vine-like thorns with dense barbs, and transplant the cuttings to the outside side of the bamboo forest to form a tighter protection and completely eliminate some indifferent people. Spy on your own turf.

He has a treasure gourd in his hand, which can easily be transplanted and cultivated successfully.

Because those thorny thorn vines are too easy to survive, not to mention that he is going to use diluted spiritual fluid to water it again.

He nodded with satisfaction, riding a tricycle along the wide and smooth concrete road, galloping towards the county seat.

Due to the arrival of the busy farming season, the large-scale construction in the village was suspended for half a month, so there were few pedestrians on the road in the early morning of Jiangbei Village.

They didn't get up so early, mainly because the workload during this time was too much and it was too tiring.

These few days are the time for ancestor worship on Qingming Festival. For most villagers, it is equivalent to a vacation.

"Brother, the main road in our village has been built, it's really comfortable!"

"That's it! Now the road in the village is the real main road! It's so good!"...

The twins, Lolita, stood in the carriage of the tricycle, her little head turned around and looked around, and she shouted excitedly when she saw her brother racing so fast.

Now the road conditions in the village are so good that the three-wheeled bicycles are speeding all the way. In less than ten minutes, they have walked the road that took double the time before and came to the head of the Chajiang Bridge.

"Into the city!"

"Cuckoo..."

"You two girls, don't be so crazy!"...

During the shouting of the three girls, Wang Qiang rode the tricycle faster and faster, crossed the Chajiang Bridge, turned south, and galloped along the main street.