When Xu Shiyan and his party returned to the village, it was already after six o'clock, it was already dark, and there were not many people outside, so there was less trouble.
By the time everyone found out that Xu Shiyan had returned, it was already the next morning.
"Oh, isn't this Brother Shiyan? When did you guys come back? Why is there no movement at all?"
"Isn't it good? I heard that you met Bangchui on the mountain? How old is it? Let us take a look and open our eyes."
"You must be able to sell it for a lot of money, right? Oh, it's so greedy. Why don't I have such luck?"
"Really? Let's not talk about anything else. Ever since the three brothers of the Xu family got married, their luck has been really unstoppable. Good things happen wherever they go."
Ordinary agricultural teams are not so busy after the autumn harvest. At most, they gather grain, beat beans, and peel corn.
But the production team that grows ginseng is different. Every autumn is the busiest time for ginseng fields.
He was busy digging up soil, pouring soil, planting ginseng seeds, and planting ginseng until the snow fell.
The ginseng produced by the Dongjiangyan Brigade this year has all come back, and the warehouse is also busy processing it, but there is still a lot of work on the mountain.
In the morning, everyone gathered in front of the team headquarters, waiting for the captain and secretary to assign tasks.
When Xu Shiyan and the others appeared, they cheered and a lot of people gathered around them, asking all kinds of questions.
All of a sudden, the team members rushed to the vegetable market in front of the team, and there was a commotion.
"Bangchui was sold to Fusong yesterday, and the family just got two hundred yuan." When Yang Chunming saw this situation, he hurriedly spoke.
This was what the five people had agreed upon on their way back yesterday. When they came back, they said each of them would be given two hundred to avoid others being jealous.
The five of them also told their families not to go out and talk nonsense.
Two hundred yuan is not enough to make people jealous, and everyone just mentions it with envy.
If others knew that each of their families had received more than 500 yuan, who knows what would happen.
This is also the reason why some of them didn't even return to the village, but went straight down the mountain to sell ginseng.
I just don’t want outsiders to know the size of ginseng and how much money they can get, so as not to cause trouble.
When living at home, it is better to be low-key. Being too high-key will make people jealous.
Other people's families are still having a hard time, but your family suddenly has five or six hundred dollars more?
If nothing else, I will come to your door to check if you want to borrow a hundred and eighty yuan. Do you want to borrow it or not?
"What? It only cost a thousand yuan? It can't be done, right?
I heard our second son came back and said, isn't it six leaves? That should be quite small, how can you sell it for so much money?"
"Yes, I also heard that the ginseng tree is quite thick. It's even thicker than a thumb when exposed on the shoulder. Why don't you just sell it for a thousand yuan?"
Some people seemed to refuse to believe it. After all, dozens of people were working on the mountain at that time, and they all rushed over to join in the fun.
A tree with six leaves costs one thousand yuan, which is really not much.
"It's different. If it grew on the ground, six leaves would probably be quite big. Don't forget that it grows on a tree stump.
Besides, the shape of that ginseng tree is not good, it’s too short, and it looks thick on the shoulders, but in fact it doesn’t weigh much, just three ounces.”
Before Xu Shiyan could speak, Zhao Jianshe spoke.
This explanation is quite reasonable, since no one else has ever seen a mallet growing on a tree stump.
"One thousand yuan is a lot of money. If we work hard from spring to autumn, how many can we have left in a year?"
"That makes sense, two hundred yuan is a lot of money. What else are you thinking about?
Going into the mountains to pick up mushrooms and encountering sticks is like a dream, and you get free money."
Even if it is two hundred, many people would be envious of it.
"Brother Shiyan, if you go further into the mountains, no matter what you do, take your brother with you."
Someone patted Xu Shiyan on the shoulder with a somewhat flattering expression.
"Brother, I can see that you are very lucky now that you are married.
Brother, you have married a good wife, where is your husband?"
Upon hearing this, everyone burst out laughing, and Xu Shiyan also laughed.
Since his rebirth, his luck has indeed improved a lot, which even Xu Shiyan cannot understand.
Could it be that I was too unlucky in my previous life, bottomed out, and brought all my good luck to this life?
While everyone was chatting and laughing, Zhao Dahai and several other cadres came over and assigned everyone their tasks for the day.
There are still some things to finish in the fields, and there is still some grain in the village that has not been threshed.
Then there is the new ginseng field this year. There is still a lot of soil to be plowed. Next, we have to add loess, pour soil, etc. Anyway, there is a lot of work to do.
Xu Shiyan and other young people were assigned to work in the mountains to collect soil.
The land used to grow ginseng is different from fields, it needs to be forest land.
In the forestland that was harvested in the previous year, in the summer of the second year, the shrubs and weeds on it were cleared and the strings were hung.
Then use a pickaxe to dig out the soil, and use the turf on it to dig out a piece of soil that is more than one foot square, with the soil layer facing up and the turf buckled inside.
After the soil has been dried for a summer, the soil moisture becomes less and some bacteria and insect eggs are also killed.
In autumn, the turf is beaten with a four-tooth pick to leave the soil behind, and the grass roots and branches are picked out and burned. This process is called columbine soil.
The work of field ginseng is not easy, and the work points are relatively high. Everyone is vying for it, and the only ones chosen are young, strong, and good young men.
If this had happened in the past, Xu Shiyan would never have had to do the work of going up the mountain to collect soil. He would have just gone to the fields to finish up and do some odd jobs.
Things are different now. Xu Shiyan is now a popular figure in the Dongjiangyan Brigade.
Zhao Dahai is still thinking about letting Xu Shiyan be a technician next year. Of course, he must arrange a job with high work points for him.
So, under the envious eyes of many people, Xu Shiyan went up the mountain to cultivate soil and earn high work points with his four teeth on his shoulders.
Not only that, Xu Shiyan also felt everyone's enthusiasm on the mountain.
Those who took the initiative to pass cigarettes, those who served him tea and water during breaks, and those who helped him carry tools after work, all of them wanted to serve Xu Shiyan like an ancestor.
"Third brother, it's okay to take a break at noon. How about we go into the forest and wander around?"
"Yes, third brother, why don't you take us into the mountains?"
As soon as work got off at noon every day, many people gathered around Xu Shiyan, all of them coaxing Xu Shiyan to take them into the woods.
What if I'm lucky and meet another ginseng tree?
Xu Shiyan was troubled by these people. "Brothers, how can Bang Chui be encountered so easily?"
What is this all about? Why are everyone hanging around him? Xu Shiyan, who is used to keeping a low profile, really can't adapt to this situation.
After lunch that day, Xu Shiyan thought about going into the forest to pick some more mountain grapes for Su Anying.
As a result, as soon as he got up and walked out of the venue, a group of people followed him.
"Third brother, what are you going to do? Take us with you?"
Xu Shiyan looked at the sky speechlessly, he was so annoyed. This kind of life was too disturbing. He just wanted to live quietly.
"I just want to pick some mountain grapes for my wife. Nothing else. I'll be back soon so I won't delay my afternoon work."
"Oh, it turns out it's for my sister-in-law. Third brother, why are you so out of sight? Come on, let's help you."
A bunch of dog-skin plasters that I can’t get rid of.