The next day.

"The Kao Competition begins in a hot spot, Guo Fengyi recreates the legend..."

"Class A sold 50,000 yuan on the spot. Can Kao finally break this record?"

"On the first day, nearly a thousand people signed up, and the next day, thousands of people signed up. In two days, Chuncheng Street almost burst into pieces."

It is said that the business atmosphere in the north is not strong, and it is said that the spring breeze of reform will be changed in Shanhaiguan. But who knows that Ice City has set a precedent for the renovation of the old city, and Spring City is brave enough to explore the romantic economy.

Chuncheng, a city with a very strong commercial atmosphere, has become popular again due to the Kao Competition.

After the first day of testing and the second day of brewing, the third day of survival was completely crazy.

The shy dress that was thrown up last night was rubbed by the sun for a night before it could shine slightly. Someone curled up at the door of the department store to occupy a seat. After the door was opened, the number of people instantly doubled.

The registration fee of five yuan is very heavy for ordinary people, but in the eyes of these speculators, it is nothing at all. Especially some of them are not their own money.

Spring City in the early 1980s was also experiencing the "special zone effect". The news of the establishment of a special zone in a small fishing village in the south came, and they also discussed and speculated about what the special zone was like, but they couldn't figure out what the special zone was.

In fact, no one can understand what the Special Administrative Region is. He just threw four stones down on Mount Everest to the northern foot of the mountain. No one knows whether they can fall into the Maquan River.

They are too far from the south to see and touch, and they can only rely on the words and speculations in the newspaper. In the past three to five years, they have also experienced knowledge anxiety and urgently need to use knowledge to change their destiny.

They also experienced wealth stratification, and the ordinary poor neighbors around them were wandering around them. If they seized an opportunity, they might become enviable households with ten thousand yuan and non-finished households with ten thousand yuan.

Feng Huazhong, who is on the banks of Qinghe Lake, attempts to summarize their own generation in two words. Some say they are confused, some say they are impulsive, some say they are impetuous, and most of them summarize the same place name vocabulary.

Under the impetuous trend of thought, whether it is Wenchangwei or Chuncheng butterflies, they can also cause strong winds and waves.

With the help of many favorable factors, the Clivia index rose steadily, vines extended from the main trunk, twisting like snakes, knocking on the window of leeks, stirring the leeks that were sleeping in spring, and whispering softly in their ears: "Money is falling from the sky, go and pick it up quickly."

In the craze, people firmly believe that Clivia will always enjoy respect and that prices will only rise but not fall.

In the past, there were no evaluation rules for Clivia's trading, and the valuation was all based on one's own eyesight. However, the Kao Competition broke the previous scattered disorder, as if a hero came forward to tell you that this pot is good and this pot is bad.

This game rule was quickly accepted by people, which is in line with the interests of speculators and farmers.

With Guo Fengyi in charge, it represents authority itself. Coupled with this novel and effective rule, it is really a scholar who is rushing to the widow's door at night.

This is an opportunity for everyone who is busy with Clivia. Spending five dollars can make your spending appreciate a hundred times, so why not do it?

Therefore, the A, B, and C in the competition directly became the value criteria for judging a pot of flowers.

From this third day, the entrance of the mall was crowded with people, with accents all over the world. Every time someone came out, someone who was looking forward to it would rush up to ask.

Not to mention A, B, and C, we only talk about the paper sticking on the top, with red, yellow and blue colors.

The yellow label is rare, and the price is only 2,000 yuan; the blue label is sloppy, and the price is sloppy; the red label is scrambling to offer prices, and some people can't hold back their immediate interests or have no confidence in competing for the top three, so they sell it on the spot.

Ten thousand, twenty thousand, thirty thousand, forty thousand... the highest pot has been sold for 170,000 yuan!

Some people who have gained blue and yellow labels, but they didn’t leave the department store and went directly to the electrical counter on the second floor and patted the orchid at the counter, "I want a color TV, use this for replacement."

"Comrade, we only accept cash here. If you buy color TVs, you have to provide special TV tickets."

"What? What about your leader? Call your leader here."

The leader was also stunned when he came, but fortunately the leader at the shopping mall had already given instructions.

"Can you change it? Can you change it?"

Clivia falls into madness, orchid leaves turn into swords, and swords ward off evil spirits.

"Yes, of course! Go quickly and take this comrade to see the color TV and Sanyo brand."

There were onlookers next to them who followed suit when they saw this, found refrigerators, motorcycles and other areas, and handed over their swords to retire.

The world of spring is still there, but the heroes retire one after another.

Even the other two northeastern provinces, the fourth province that were kicked out of the northeast decades earlier, heard the news and rushed here to get involved before the competition ended.

Spring City, no one falls asleep tonight!

In this madness, some people are quietly shipping out goods. Not only Liuzi is doing this, but others are also doing the same thing.

When the subordinates who came to bet money arrived, Nanyi had already left Chuncheng and continued to go north.

Yingsong, a small county town on the edge of Changbai Mountain.

If there were no ginseng, the singsong would be just an ordinary remote county, and no one would know about this place except the surrounding areas.

After Grain Rain, it is the peak season for ginseng mining. The young people in the village will follow the elderly to the mountains to collect ginseng, leaving only the young mother to stay at home with their children.

It usually takes several months for ginseng pickers to find ginseng. During this period, they have to go through the many tests of the mountains. Every time someone will stay in the mountains forever and stage a call from the distant mountains.

Nanyi came early. Before the Grain Rain was still there, the villagers stayed at home and did not go to the mountains.

This year, some ginseng planting areas in Jilin Province have launched a ginseng production contracting system model, contracting ginseng land to villagers, but a certain amount of output is required.

Yisong is close to Changbai Mountain and has unique ginseng cultivation conditions. In addition to ginseng harvesting, the ginseng cultivation industry here is also very developed.

Nan Yi and the other two walked between the villages, sometimes catching up on the flowers and sometimes stopping to observe and understand the cultivation of ginseng.

I walked all the way to Manjiang Town.

Manjiang Town has an area of ​​633.85 square kilometers, but its population density is less than 1 person per square kilometer, which is definitely vast and sparsely populated.

Although it is already March, the temperature in Manjiang Town is still very low. The maximum temperature during the day is a few degrees above zero, and the minimum temperature at night can reach more than ten degrees below zero.

Faced with the cold wind, Nanyi went to the post office in the town. At the door of the post office, he was meeting a postman who was piled up mailing bags on the sledge.

"Hello comrade, please ask, how should I go to Goryeo?"

"Goryeo hook?" The postman put down his mail bag and looked at Nan Yi, "Are you going to find Park Dashan?"

"Comrade, how did you know?"

"What's wrong with this? Is it from another place?"

"Yes, it's from the capital."

"That's not surprising. Goryeo Gou said it was a village, but there were only seven or eight people living there all year round. There were more people in winter when the mountain fell, and only Park Dashan could be linked to the outside world."

"So that's the case, how long will it take to pass from town?"

"You are lucky. I'm going to go to the Goryeo today and I'll bring you there, but I agreed that there are many mailing bags on my sledge. You can sit on the flat road, and you must come down and walk uphill."

"Thank you so much, what do you call me?"

"Kim Jung-gwang."

"Hello, Comrade Jin."

Although Kim Jong-kwang was fucking a jeep, Nan Yi guessed that he was from the Korean race.

The names of Koreans are quite monotonous. The male Zhe, dragon, tiger, Guang, and female are flowers, and the probability of repetition of plums is very high. In addition, Kim Jong-gwang's surname is Jin, so Nan Yi's chance of guessing it wrong is not high.

Following Kim Jong-kwang first, they went to several villages, waiting for him to deliver packages and letters. They set off in the morning and until it was almost dark in the afternoon, they arrived at Goryeo Gou, which is a remote village with a straight distance of less than ten kilometers from the town.

"Well!"

Kim Jong-gwang called the horse outside the fence of a house and pointed at the gate of the courtyard with a whip. "This is Park Dae-san's family. If you don't rush to leave, I will come over in a week and pick you up."

"Comrade Jin, that's so thankful."

Nan Yi shook hands with him, quietly left something on the sledge, and then watched Jin Zhengguang rush forward on the sledge, and then walked to the fence until he could not see him.

Just as he was about to call someone, a creepy dog ​​barking penetrated into his ears.

Nan Yixun glanced at it and it was an Oroqen hound, very spiritual, and should be a mountain guard dog.

The so-called mountain guard dog is actually not a breed of dog, but a symbol or title. It follows its owner in the mountains and forests, and still dares to fight against beasts, but is very loyal to its owner.

It's like licking a dog, it's "wáng, wángwáng" to outsiders, and the object of licking him is "wāng, wāng, wāng", one is full of momentum and the other is singing a silly voice.

"All the head, are you always at home?"

"Who?"

The door was pushed open, and along the lifted curtain, Nan Yi saw an old man wearing a dog-skin hat and bearded poking out.

"Old man, I am a friend of Man Saner. He introduced me to you."

"Men San, why didn't he come?" Park Dasan said, and the people walked towards the fence.

"He has something to do in Chuncheng, so he can't get through."

"I'm still thinking about having another drink with him. I have a lot of alcohol. I like this kid." Park Dashan opened the fence and said, "Come in, don't be afraid. My name is Heita. With me here, it won't bite people."

As expected, as Park Dashan said, following him in, the dog named Heita lay obediently there, never barking again.

When he entered the house, Park Dashan enthusiastically asked Nan Yi and the other two to sit on the kang, and then, he put four big white bowls on the low table, took a bottle of Xinhuaide wine and poured them into the bowl.

"I will definitely be thirsty all the way, so moisten my throat first." After pouring the wine, Park Dashan raised the bowl.

Nan Yi picked up the school beauty's bowl of wine, divided it into the tiger cub's bowl, and poured the remaining half into his own bowl, "Once we drink, let's not drink it, women, she is not a Northeastern girl, she has no alcohol at all."

"Forget it, okay, let's drink it all."
Chapter completed!