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Sun Lao's courtyard in Baihuatun was crammed full of mountain produce.

Sacks were stacked one on top of another, reaching from the ground all the way to the roof beams, and the air was filled with the dry aroma of wild mushrooms and hazelnuts.

Li Erniu clicked his tongue at the sight.

"Qingshan, with so much cargo, our old ox pulling the cart will take until next spring."

Lu Qingshan patted a bulging burlap sack containing thoroughly dried monkey head mushrooms.

"An oxcart won't work; we need a car."

He made it sound so easy, but he had already planned it all out in his mind.

The quantity of this batch of goods is too large to be transported to the provincial capital in one go, and then delivered to Guo Haipeng's health product factory.

He thought of Zhao Zhiqiang from the county supply and marketing cooperative, who had many connections.

Using the village's hand-cranked telephone, Lu Qingshan made a call to the supply and marketing cooperative.

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Zhiqiang's voice was very warm.

"Brother Qingshan! Looking for a car? No big deal! I know the county transportation team well, just wait for my message!"

After hanging up the phone, Li Erniu looked on with admiration.

"You really know how to do things; you got it all sorted out with just one phone call."

……

The next morning, the phone call didn't come.

Lu Qingshan already sensed that something was wrong.

The phone finally rang slowly in the afternoon.

It's still Zhao Zhiqiang.

This time, however, his voice was noticeably lower by eight octaves and carried a hint of apology.

"Um... Brother Aoyama."

"The transport team said that all the trucks have been dispatched, and the year-end tasks are heavy, so they can't spare a single empty truck."

Lu Qingshan held the receiver without saying a word.

There was a commotion on the other end of the phone, and Zhao Zhiqiang lowered his voice, almost speaking in a whisper.

"It was Yu Gaoyang from the food factory who contacted his father. Yu Bo made a special request, specifically saying that no vehicles were allowed to be sent to you, otherwise the food factory's goods would not be transported by this convoy."

"Brother, I really did my best with this. If you're in a real hurry, I'll get you two jeeps."

"Okay, thanks, Brother Zhao. But forget about the Jeep, it won't do the job. Thank you for your trouble."

Lu Qingshan hung up the phone calmly.

Li Erniu, who had been listening intently the whole time, instantly turned a deep liver color.

He kicked the woodpile next to him, and the wood crashed to the ground.

"That son of a bitch Yu Gaoyang! He's playing dirty tricks!"

"He can't receive his goods, so he wants ours to rot in the warehouse too! He's a complete scoundrel!"

Lu Qingshan brushed the sawdust off his hands.

"If I yell at him a couple of times, will the car drive over by itself?"

Li Erniu, his neck stiff with anger, was speechless and didn't know what to do.

Lu Qingshan waved his hand.

"Erniu, go to Baihuatun and go with Old Man Sun to check all the goods again. There can't be a single damp item."

"What will you do if I leave?"

"I?"

Lu Qingshan hopped on the old-fashioned bicycle in the yard.

"I'll go borrow a car."

He tucked two packets of "Daqianmen" cigarettes into his coat, braved the cold wind, and rode towards the forest farm.

……

Hongshi Forest Farm, Director's Office.

Smoke swirled around.

Li Aiguo and Zhou Baoguang, the head of the technical department, sat silently smoking one cigarette after another, facing a pile of withered pine branches on their desks.

"Old Zhou, is there still no news about the medicine the province is sending?"

Zhou Baoguang was so worried he almost pulled his hair out.

"Manager, the snow is too heavy, the roads are all blocked, and the trucks transporting medicine can't get in at all. Even if they did, the medicine is ridiculously expensive, and we can't afford to use much of it."

Li Aiguo slammed his fist on the table, making the pine branches jump.

"If we don't do something soon, that entire decades-old pine forest on the south slope will be ruined! These pine caterpillars are killing me!"

There was a light knock on the office door twice.

Lu Qingshan walked in.

"Uncle Li, Section Chief Zhou."

When Li Aiguo saw that it was Lu Qingshan, a hint of anger appeared on his irritated face.

"Qingshan's here? Have a seat. Is there something you need?"

Lu Qingshan didn't rush to reply; his gaze fell on the few dry pine branches on the table.

The branches were covered with tiny insect holes, the size of pinheads, which was enough to make one's scalp crawl.

He reached out, picked one up, rubbed it between his fingertips, and brought it to his nose to smell it.

"Pine caterpillars. They climb trees to eat leaves in spring and burrow into the soil to overwinter in winter."

Lu Qingshan's voice wasn't loud, but it was like a muffled thunderclap, startling the two worried people in the room into looking up abruptly.

Technician Zhou Baoguang's eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh: "That's right! That's just how this beast is! How did you know?"

"Now that we know their habits, there's no need to wait for the province's special medicine."

Lu Qingshan brushed the sawdust off his hands and looked at the two men with a leisurely air: "Director, do we still have any waste diesel oil in our forestry warehouse?"

"Yes, there are plenty of those things. They're so smokey you'd think they were good for starting a fire." Li Aiguo craned his neck.

"Where's the plastic sheeting?"

"Yes, there are some. They're piled up like mountains, taken from replacing leaky greenhouses," Zhou Baoguang quickly replied.

"Can poisons like arsenic or trichlorfon be approved?"

Li Aiguo was completely bewildered and shouted gruffly, "Yes, there is, but Qingshan, what exactly are you trying to do with all this junk and highly toxic pesticides? What does this have to do with pest control?"

"It's a big deal."

Lu Qingshan smiled slightly and gestured on the table with his finger:

"Cut plastic sheeting into strips three fingers wide, soak them in a mixture of diesel and poison to make 'poison ropes.' Before the spring insects crawl up the trees, wrap them around each pine tree one meter off the ground."

He paused, looking at the two people who were dumbfounded:

"Insects must climb over this 'poisonous rope' to get up the tree and eat the leaves. Diesel fuel sticks to their bodies, and the poison seeps into their bones; every one that climbs it dies."

"It won't harm the trees or the birds, and as for the cost... it's not even a fraction of the price of chemical pesticides."

The office became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Zhou Baoguang's mouth was agape, wide enough to fit a duck egg. He stared intently at Lu Qingshan, his mind racing as he considered the feasibility of the method. Suddenly, he slammed his hand on the table, making the teacup lid rattle loudly!

"Physical barrier plus localized contact spraying! Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! How could I have been so stubborn as to wait for the provincial planes to spray the pesticide?! Qingshan, what was wrong with your brain? This is practically a divine technique!"

Although Li Aiguo didn't understand technology, his eyes lit up as soon as he heard "saving money, saving time, and working".

Last time, this kid drew a route map and saved more than a dozen people and several truckloads of goods in the transport team; this time, he used a few broken ropes to solve a major disaster in the forest farm that could have suffocated people!

This is no ordinary hunter, he's a living saint!

Li Aiguo strode forward, his large, fan-like hand gripping Lu Qingshan's shoulder, his whole body trembling with excitement:

"Qingshan! You little rascal...you're truly my lucky star! If I manage to keep my job this time, you'll be the one to do the credit!"

With a wave of his hand, he shouted with boundless pride, "Speak! What brings you here today? As long as it doesn't violate your principles, I'll get it done for you, even if it means losing face!"

Lu Qingshan smiled and then slowly began to explain his "little trouble".

"...We wanted to transport a batch of mountain goods to the provincial capital, but the county transportation team said they didn't have any vehicles. Boss Yu has a lot of goods, and our small-scale operations are not worth their time and resources."

He didn't mention how Yu Gaoyang interfered, but who is Li Aiguo?

He understood immediately.