"Fifteen dollars." The manager nodded, "Well, the price is pretty reasonable. If it was retail, it would probably be sold for twenty dollars per pound. After all, it's still early now, and no one else sells bitter bamboo shoots at all."

"Yes, yes." Liu Qingshan nodded happily, "Now the bitter bamboo shoots have not yet emerged from the ground. They have to be dug out one by one from the ground, which is quite difficult, so few people are willing to dig them. It is estimated that it will take another month to go on the market in large quantities."

The manager also nodded: "I understand this, so let's take a look at your bamboo shoots first. Bring the bitter bamboo shoots in."

Liu Qingshan hurried out and took a bag of bitter bamboo shoots from the pickup truck and brought them into the restaurant.

As soon as the mouth of the bag was opened, a fresh smell of earth instantly poured out.

The smell is moisturized by spring rain, warmth of spring breeze, and verdant mountains, which instantly makes the surrounding air much fresher.

Many waiters followed and looked at the bitter bamboo shoots in the bag together.

The bag is full of fresh bitter bamboo shoots.

Everyone looked at the many bitter bamboo shoots and couldn't help but sigh.

Some praise the freshness of the bitter bamboo shoots, and some praise the deliciousness of the bitter bamboo shoots.

Although the bitter bamboo shoots taste very bitter, it seems that everyone has the figure of bitter bamboo shoots in their memory.

Even if it is a little girl who has never entered the mountains, as long as she has eaten bitter bamboo shoots, she will be unforgettable for life.

The manager held two fresh and plump bitter bamboo shoots and was very satisfied: "It's really good. These bamboo shoots are fresh, and the price is fair for fifteen yuan."

As he said that, he paused, thought for a while, and said, "Let's do this, we will first ask for two hundred kilograms today, and then you can leave a phone number. If it's sold out today, I'll call you to order."

Liu Qingshan was overjoyed and quickly brought in two bags of bitter bamboo shoots, then left a phone number.

After weighing the bitter bamboo shoots, the manager was not shy and gave the money truthfully.

After taking the money, Liu Qingshan said, "Manager, because my family is in the mountains, I can only go out to the county town the next day. Look, do you want to buy more so that you won't be sold out today and you won't have to sell tomorrow."

The manager laughed and said, "You look down on our restaurant so much. If I could sell 100 kilograms of bitter bamboo shoots today, I would laugh out loud."

"In fact, these more than 200 kilograms of bamboo shoots are only about 17,180 after peeling off the shells."

"It doesn't matter, I just need so much first, and I will plan after I sell it out." said the manager.

Seeing that the other party insisted, Liu Qingshan didn't talk much, so he took the money and thanked him, so he left by himself.

Leaving this restaurant, I went to another restaurant to sell bitter bamboo shoots.

Although not every restaurant would ask for his bitter bamboo shoots, he couldn't help but have good things. After leaving more than ten restaurants and restaurants, 800 kilograms of bitter bamboo shoots were sold out mercilessly.

Moreover, he left a phone number in every restaurant that asked for bamboo shoots. If there is still need, just call him directly.

More than 800 kilograms of bitter bamboo shoots were sold at a price of fifteen yuan per kilogram, and the profit today was more than 12,000.

The 12,000-10,000-10,000 yuan sold for bitter bamboo shoots is naturally not as good as the tens of thousands of yuan for those who sell honey. However, people should not be too greedy. Just make money. Don’t think that it’s too much or too little.

After selling the bamboo shoots, call my dad again.

Fortunately, the phone was connected this time and I answered it.

My dad has bought orange saplings and is waiting under the big banyan tree in the central square.

Liu Qingshan drove over, picked up his father and Orange Seedlings, and went home together.

In the car, Liu Yuanhe asked, "Qingshan, I see that there are no bamboo shoots in the carriage. Are you selling them all?"

"That's it." Liu Qingshan said unsatisfiedly, "There is nothing that I, Liu Qingshan, cannot sell."

"Haha." Liu Yuanhe looked at his son who was about to climb up the sky and asked, "Then you are in your twenties, why haven't you sold yourself yet?"

Liu Qingshan: "Dad, is there anyone who speaks like this? I am a human, not a thing."

"Yes, you're not a thing."

"Hey, how do you talk?"

"It's true, you see, you're in your twenties and don't even have a partner. You're so embarrassed to brag here, and you're so thick-skinned."

Liu Qingshan:...

Forget it, the bamboo shoots were sold out today and I was in a good mood and I was too lazy to argue with him.

When they arrived at home, the father and son worked together to put a few bundles of orange saplings into the stream in the yard to soak the roots.

Liu Qingshan looked at the many orange saplings in the stream and asked, "Dad, how many days do you have to plant so many saplings?"

"It won't take many days." Liu Yuanhe washed his hands in the stream and said, "I've already dug a tree pit by the end of the year. I'll just plant it in the mountains tomorrow. There's no need to dig a pit. This will be much faster. Even if I move slowly, I'll be busy for a week at most."

"Would I go to plant it with you?" Liu Qingshan thought, if he helped, he would probably be able to plant it in a few days, so that my dad would not have that hard work.

However, my father waved his hands repeatedly: "If you don't want your help, just dig your bamboo shoots."

"But, you have to be busy for about a week alone. If I help, I might be able to plant it in two or three days."

"Oh, slow work is done. Moreover, you said on the way back just now that you didn't have to worry about selling bitter bamboo shoots. Since that's the case, then you can dig more bamboo shoots while there is no one yet."

If it were in the past, Liu Yuanhe would definitely ask his son to help plant orange trees first. However, after seeing his son's ability to make money, he knew that what his son said before was indeed right. If he could earn thousands of dollars a day, he would waste his time and work on other things. It would be impossible to get along with money.

Liu Qingshan felt sorry for his father and insisted on helping.

However, Liu Yuanhe was also very persistent and refused to let him help.

Finally, the couple persuaded Liu Qingshan together.

Wu Cuimei said: "The weather is warming up day by day, and bamboo shoots are growing up day by day. When the bamboo shoots are pouring out of the soil, more people will dig, and the price will also fall. Don't worry about the saplings now. You can dig your bamboo shoots first, and leave the tree planting matters to your father."

"Yes, my health is getting better and better now. Not to mention planting these fruit trees, it will not be a problem to let me open another barren mountain."

Since the old couple said so, Liu Qingshan no longer insisted.

However, this inspired his fighting spirit, wanting to make more money and wanting to let his parents live a better life.

I went to dig bamboo shoots for an afternoon in the afternoon. The next morning, before dawn, I went out into the mountain again.

However, when he just walked halfway up the mountain, he noticed something was wrong and always felt that someone seemed to be following him.

Someone is following him!

This is a morning with a hazy morning and a breeze blowing, and the white flowers blooming in the mountains are bringing fragrance.

Yes, the white pine trees are in full bloom, and spring is here.

The pine trees in the city are red, red as vulgar but not as bright as it is almost integrated with its own red leaves, and there is nothing good to look at.

The pine trees in the mountains are white, elegant and refined, beautiful and charming. Especially when it sets off its light green leaves, it is as beautiful as the elf in the mountains.

There is actually a very beautiful flower in the mountains, that is, the wild azaleas.

Wild azaleas are very red, as red as fire and as red as blood. When they bloom in the mountains, any plant and flower will be overshadowed by their existence.

However, even if the azalea is red and beautiful, it is better than the colorful colors compared to the white wood flowers all over the mountains and fields.

In this mountain, the pine trees can be said to be a common shrub. Every year when the spring rain is misty and the fog is misty, the pine trees flowers will bloom in pieces.

They decorate the mountains in clusters, embroidering the dull winter forest with white and snow-like flowers.

Their petals are quite special, one by one, one long, often forming a few flowers, with petals spreading to all sides, a bit tassel-like. When the breeze blows, the slender and white petals sway in the wind, like elf dancing in the wind.

This is the season when the pine trees are in full bloom.

In the hazy morning light, Liu Qingshan looked at the dense snow-white surroundings, and instantly felt like he was in a dream.

I'm afraid this is not in a dream.

Because only in dreams can you see such a dreamy scenery.

The white pine trees grow on both sides of the mountain road, densely packed and tightly arranged together, blooming the white flowers of a tree. At first glance, it seems that this road is not a road, but a ladder leading to the clouds, as if this mountain is not a mountain, but the hometown of white clouds.

The pinewood flower is simple and elegant. Although it does not have dazzling colors or beautiful shapes, it is charming from beginning to end, whether it is the shape of a green bean-like bud when it is in bud or it is now completely open.

It is beautiful and charming.

Therefore, this slightly bright morning light is also charming.

If there wasn't a sudden figure flashing, Liu Qingshan would probably recite a poem.

However, it seems that the flash of this figure makes the hazy dawn more charming, a little more fragrance, and a little intoxicating spring.

"You are a ghost, you can't walk without sound." Liu Qingshan shouted at the figure in the morning light.

The figure stood about ten meters away from him, carrying a hoe on his shoulder, looking at him with a brilliant face.

"You are a ghost." The man said, "You just didn't pay attention to it, why did there be no sound?"

"You said you are a girl, why are you here to run to the mountains early in the morning?" Liu Qingshan looked at the girl in front of him with some displeasure.

Last time, I walked from the outside village to the old village temple to worship the gods at the village temple. Now it was not too dawn again and I walked into the mountains.

You know, she doesn't have a car. So, when she appears here at this time, it can only explain one problem, that is, this girl has entered the village in the dark again.

Girls are originally a vulnerable group, but this girl never seemed to realize that she was a girl and always did things that even the big men could not do.

She had already walked here now, but she could see that she got up at five o'clock and walked into the old village early, otherwise she wouldn't have appeared here at the same time as him.

There is really no way a girl should look like.

"What's wrong with girls?" Chen Xiaofang put his waist on his waist and held the hoe on his shoulder with the other hand, gasping for breath, and said, "You can enter the mountain at this time, why can't I?"

Huo! Comparing it to me? Liu Qingshan looked at Chen Xiaofang with a funny and angry look and said, "I am a man, you are a woman, can't you be more normal like other girls?"
To be continued...