Rebirth 1983

Chapter 2 The most important thing is to make money
Before dawn, Chen Song had already woken up.

He packed up a bamboo basket made of bamboo strips, found a rope and carried it on his back, and walked towards the mountain not far away.

These days, working tirelessly in the fields, collecting hundreds of catties of grain a year, and paying the public grain every year, selling the rest at the grain station, and buying diesel, salt, sauce and vinegar for money, a family like Chen Song’s with several members barely makes ends meet, and it’s impossible to eat some meat.

It's not like that later generations not only don't need to pay public grain, but farmers also have subsidies for growing grain. In this age, can you believe it?

Thanks to the contribution of Professor Yuan Longping.

The mountain of Chenjia'ao has no name and is overgrown with weeds. If there are few things people can eat these days, everyone will go up the mountain to find some, but everyone is more willing to go to the water to catch fish, and it is rare to see people going up the mountain to hunt.

For one thing, the animals on the mountain are smart, and ordinary people are not able to catch them. The road up the mountain is long. If you have the strength to go up the mountain, you may not have the strength to catch the prey.Secondly, it is in the mountains after all, who knows if there will be a wild boar and poisonous snake or something, if you are bitten by a small thing, you will not have time to be sent to the hospital in this day and age.

There is a hunter at the head of Chenjiaao Village, who is said to have moved in before. After the country banned guns, the hunter quit. He went to the county to train police dogs for the Public Security Bureau and ate public meals, which made everyone in Chenjiaao envious.

Chen Song came to this mountain to find some good things, Dendrobium officinale.

This thing, in later generations, is already an endangered plant. If it is not for its high medicinal value and some people breed it, it may also become extinct.

On the mountainside, there is a large area of ​​dendrobium, and it is pure wild, not artificially cultivated.Because no one usually picks it, it grows crazily year after year, and this large piece is really random.

Of course, the value of wild dendrobium is not high now, and the purchase price of the pharmacy is low. After all, it is a state-owned pharmacy, and the salesperson has a bad temper. Naturally, they look down on these people who come to sell medicinal materials. Naturally, they must lower the price if they can.

But as long as you find a good location, there is nothing hard to sell. This large piece of Dendrobium is all money!Chen Song looked at this scene, his eyes lit up.

After bending down to pick them for a while, Chen Song felt that his back was sore. Fortunately, the dendrobium grew densely here. Chen Song straightened his waist and continued to pick. After a while, the bamboo basket was full.

Fresh dendrobium is quite heavy, and this box weighs dozens of catties.

"Although it is dog days, the temperature on the mountain is not high, and there are still many flowers blooming. It seems that honeycombs are indispensable here." Chewing a Dendrobium, Chen Song muttered, and set his eyes on the sea of ​​flowers in the distance.

After walking around, I found a huge beehive on a big cedar tree, surrounded by dense bees, which made my scalp numb.

"There are too many bees here. If they are caught up and sting a few times, I'm afraid it won't be as irritating as a poisonous snake."

As a self-made rich man in later generations, he still has this adventurous spirit.Since they all have the idea of ​​this honeycomb, they will never let it slip away from their eyes.

Chen Song broke off a few branches, and picked up a handful of dead leaves on the ground. Most of the dead leaves were dry, and some of them were a little damp all year round, but they met Chen Song's requirements. He piled them up into a steeple shape and built them with firewood.

I cut a few more moso bamboos, opened the joints, and prepared to use them to hold honey later.

Quietly approaching the big fir tree, Chen Song lit the steeple-shaped dead leaves with a match. The dead leaves were damp and would not ignite immediately. Instead, a lot of thick smoke rose up, and the fireworks floated into the beehive in an instant.

Chen Song saw that the bees were frightened, they buzzed out of the hive, and scattered in all directions, looking for enemies. Fortunately, Chen Song hid quickly and hid in a bush at the back, so the bees didn't notice.There are also many bees who are unwilling to run out of the hive, and are abruptly smothered to death by the thick smoke.

Seeing that it was almost done, Chen Song picked up a long bamboo and hit it at the beehive, knocking it off the tree at once. There were still some bees around who were unwilling to give up. Seeing the enemy finally appeared, they rushed to sting him bravely.

"Oh, run." Before he had time to check how much honey was in the beehive, Chen Song picked up the beehive and ran away, but there were a lot of bees, so he was still stung a few times.

After hiding the beehive, he went back and buried the fireworks with soil, and then Chen Song went back to take the beehive and went down the mountain.

Back in his little pig shed, Chen Song couldn't wait to open the honeycomb. Many bees were smoked to death inside. He carefully picked out the carcasses of these bees. What caught his eyes was golden royal jelly. The crystal clear honey was like liquid gold, which made Chen Song drooling.

I directly dug a handful and stuffed it into my mouth, the sweet taste went straight to my heart.

In an age when even caramel was rarely available, honey was expensive and a favorite of many.

Pour the honey into the prepared bamboo tube. The golden honey flows into the bamboo tube along with the honeycomb. It is full and full of appetite.

After filling more than a dozen cans of bamboo tubes, Chen Song nodded in satisfaction: "The first pot of gold for this new house depends on you."

Carrying dendrobium and a dozen cans of bamboo tubes, Chen Song was going to the county.

Chenjia'ao is actually not far from the county, only a dozen kilometers, but that was when cars were used in later generations. Now everyone basically walks to the county, and only occasionally encounters a small donkey on the road, so they will walk for a while.

Chen Song didn't have such good luck today. The path was full of potholes and thorny bushes, and the occasional sharp stones were painful. The cloth shoes were useless. After walking a few kilometers, his feet felt burning pain.

"If you want to get rich, build roads first." Chen Song had no choice but to rest for a while after walking for half the distance. Looking at the long road, he couldn't help expressing emotion.

After walking for more than an hour, I finally reached the city at noon.

After entering the city, Chen Song rushed directly to the gynecology department of the county hospital.

In 83, there were still few people in the county hospital here. If the women in the family had any gynecological diseases, they generally endured it. In this era, except for those with serious illnesses, those who can go to the hospital are from relatively wealthy families.

As a businessman, Chen Song knows that women have the greatest spending power.

Chen Song directly placed the dendrobium not far from the door of the gynecology department, and lifted one of the bamboo tubes to reveal the golden honey inside.He sat by the steps and waited slowly.

There were not many patients coming and going, mostly middle-aged women, occasionally a few young girls passed by, looking at the handsome and tall Chen Song, they ran away shyly.

After a while, a middle-aged woman came out of the consultation room. The woman was wearing a new dress and jewelry. She was in good condition, not as rough as a country woman, which is definitely rare in this age.

Chen Song's eyes lit up, and he secretly said, "Business is coming." He deliberately moved to the side, blocking the woman's way at the corner.

The woman came around the corner, startled by Chen Song who was sitting here, patted her chest and said: "You young man, you startled me, what are you doing?"

Chen Song put on a green smile, and moved away slowly, revealing the dendrobium and honey next to him: "I'm sorry, sister, I sent some mountain products to my aunt. I didn't expect her to go a few days ago, so I realized I was late."

Chen Song is not afraid of lying, anyway, he doesn't have such an aunt in his family.

"Oh, young man, don't be sad, this person is born, old, sick and dead, and he can't escape. How can there be someone called sister, I am so much older than you." Seeing Chen Song's pity, the woman felt a sympathy in her heart.

"Good sister, you look less than thirty, of course it's my sister."

"Your little mouth is so sweet! Then what are you going to do?" The lady covered her little mouth and smiled.

Women always care about their age, and at his age, Chen Song coaxed the woman down a little bit.

"Good sister, my aunt has gone. It's a pity that my good dendrobium and honey were originally given to my aunt. They are freshly picked from the wild and can resist aging. Unfortunately, no one wants them now. I can only sell them to the supply and marketing agency later. I can exchange some money for my little brother to go to school."

"Oh, Dendrobium, honey? Anti-aging!" The woman's eyes lit up immediately.

(End of this chapter)