Inside the farm manager's office, Li Aiguo turned around and started making a phone call.

"Hey! Connect me to the technical department! Get that old bastard Zhou Baoguang to my office! Now! Immediately!"

The person on the other end of the phone was startled by the shout, and then a busy tone came through.

Less than five minutes later, a middle-aged man wearing thick-rimmed glasses and with his hair neatly combed pushed open the door and walked in, carrying a strong smell of ink.

"Manager, what's wrong? You're in such a hurry!"

The visitor was Zhou Baoguang, the head of the technical department of the forest farm.

Zhou Baoguang spotted the three members of the Lu family at a glance; their clothes were worn and they looked very rustic.

He frowned, feeling somewhat displeased.

Which poor relative is visiting?

They're definitely eyeing the job openings on site.

He snorted coldly to himself, his face grim, and didn't even greet the three of them.

Li Aiguo wasn't interested in explaining anything and simply slapped the blueprint in front of him.

"Look at this! This young man drew it!"

Upon hearing that it was drawn by them, Zhou Baoguang became even less willing to look at it.

He pushed up his glasses and hesitated before lowering his head.

He glanced at it once and let out a disdainful snort.

"Manager, this is amateurish and won't do. Route planning is a science, not just drawing turtles on paper."

"If there is even the slightest mistake, the masters will have to risk their lives to fix it."

Li Aiguo's eyes narrowed: "Look! Look carefully!"

When Zhou Baoguang saw that the farm manager was angry, he dared not be perfunctory anymore.

I patiently looked at it carefully, my finger moving along that brand new route.

His fingers first traced the path at a steady pace.

I finished watching it very quickly.

Then he smacked his lips and muttered something.

"That's interesting."

He took out a glasses cloth from his pocket, wiped his glasses, and started watching them a second time, becoming more and more alarmed with each viewing.

"This...this bend, does it bypass the Black Wind Pass?"

He looked up at Li Aiguo, his eyes full of questions.

"And here... taking the stone ridge, skipping the sunny slope... avoids the hidden ice in early spring..."

Zhou Baoguang's voice began to tremble as he brought the blueprints close to his eyes.

He was muttering to himself, as if he were calculating something.

"The distance increases by a third, but the transport tonnage can be increased... wear and tear is reduced... and most importantly, accident-prone areas... are all avoided!"

"Not only did it avoid this new road, it also bypassed the area of ​​young red pine seedlings that has been repeatedly ordered to be protected!"

Zhou Baoguang suddenly looked up and stared intently at Lu Qingshan, his eyes looking as if he were looking at a monster.

"This...you drew this?"

Before Lu Qingshan could answer, he rolled up the blueprints as if he were holding some priceless treasure.

"Manager! I'm going to the surveying team right away! I'll calculate it immediately!"

After saying that, he turned around and rushed out, bursting through the door and running out without even saying goodbye.

In the office, only the Lu family of three, who were dumbfounded, and Li Aiguo, whose face was flushed with excitement, remained.

"A genius! You're truly a genius!"

Li Aiguo slapped Lu Qingshan hard on the shoulder with astonishing force.

"Good lad! Your brain is even better than your grandfather's marksmanship!"

He was panting heavily, paced back and forth a couple of times, and finally stopped.

"Brother Lu, this isn't a favor you owe me!"

"Based on this map alone, I've decided on this substitute position! He's the one the forest farm needs!"

Li Aiguo said decisively, "Go back and wait for further notice! I'll start work next week!"

Lu Changgui was so excited that his lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time; his eyes were red.

Grandpa Lu revealed a set of yellow teeth and smiled like a child.

Only Lu Qingshan remained calm.

He stood up and bowed slightly to Li Aiguo.

"Thank you, Uncle Li."

He was neither arrogant nor humble, and his composure was beyond that of a twenty-year-old.

Li Aiguo looked at him, his admiration growing even stronger.

"Good lad, you've got some tenacity."

After a pause, Li Aiguo casually pointed to the pine trees covering the mountains, but his eyes held a hint of scrutiny and expectation.

"This forest is vast, and it's also incredibly tough. You have to be prepared to stay here for life."

……

Staircase entrance.

Zhao Erhu and his uncle Sun Jianguo were carrying those two bottles of Moutai, their legs were numb from standing.

"Uncle, why is there still no movement?"

"Shut up! Just wait!"

Sun Jianguo was also feeling very uneasy.

Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the stairs.

Zhou Baoguang rushed down like the wind, carrying a roll of blueprints.

"Section Chief Zhou, what's going on here...?"

Sun Jianguo was about to say hello when Zhou Baoguang pushed him away.

Zhou Baoguang glanced at him and the wine in his hand, his face revealing undisguised sarcasm.

"Deputy Section Chief Sun, instead of spending your time thinking about giving gifts, you should do more practical things."

He waved the blueprints in his hand.

"See that? That's real skill!"

"Some positions can't be earned with alcohol!"

After saying that, Zhou Baoguang rushed out of the office building without looking back.

Sun Jianguo's face instantly turned a deep purplish-red.

Turning his head to look at Zhao Erhu, who was standing there dumbfounded, he became even angrier.

"Useless piece of trash, get out! Get out now!"

Sun Jianguo lowered his voice, almost squeezing out those words through clenched teeth.

……

On the oxcart, Lu Changgui drove with a wide grin that stretched all the way to his ears.

Grandpa Lu hummed an off-key tune as he puffed on his pipe.

Lu Qingshan leaned against the car floor, watching the birch forest recede into the distance, but he was thinking about something else.

The work at the forest farm is stable, a secure job, and it also allows him to showcase his talents.

A monthly salary of a few dozen yuan is enough to support a family.

It's still a long way from being able to give Xiulan and her family a better life.

In this era, gold is everywhere.

He can't be sitting on a mountain of gold and only pick up the stones inside.

That night, after the whole family had gone to bed.

Lu Qingshan lit the dim kerosene lamp on the kang table.

He spread out a sheet of homework paper he had bought from the county town and wrote a few words on it with a pencil.

Mountain products.

Medicinal herbs.

The supply and marketing cooperatives were driving down prices too hard, so the villagers couldn't earn much money for the things they painstakingly carried out of the mountains.

Information is not shared, and distribution channels are monopolized.

This is his biggest chance.

He wanted to build the village's first private purchasing point.

Over the next few days, Lu Qingshan and Lin Xiulan got busy.

During the day, they worked in the production team, and whenever they had free time, the two of them would ride their bicycles to the county town.

They bought a large scale, dozens of sacks, and even commissioned a blacksmith to make a large, locked iron box.

Lin Xiulan looked at these things, her mind full of questions, but she didn't ask anything.

She believed anything Lu Qingshan did.

Finally, on a misty morning.

The villagers of Hongshitun had just picked up their hoes and were about to start work when they noticed something new under the big elm tree at the entrance of the village.

A worn-out square wooden table.

Behind the table, Lu Qingshan was leisurely setting up a cardboard sign.

On the sign, several large, crooked but remarkably powerful characters were written in charcoal.

"We buy mountain products at high prices, cash on delivery!"

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