Returning to the mountain village, starting with mushroom picking to get rich

After saying goodbye to the employees of Xindu Specialty Products, Yang Lin took a taxi and left the Shuimu Wild Mushroom Trading Center.

I found a cheap hotel in the urban village to stay in.

"I wonder how things are at the forest farm? How are the mushrooms growing?"

Living in the provincial capital, far from Qingshan Village, Yang Lin couldn't help but feel some worry and concern.

At this moment, he and his mycelium are a full two hundred kilometers apart.

This was the first time he had ever been so far away from his mycelium.

Yang Lin lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

Clusters of sensory light provided by the mycelium appeared instantly.

Those huge clumps of mycelium that had already covered fifty acres of soil were still as dazzling and as full of vitality as ever.

Area 3, where mushrooms have already sprouted, is currently growing well and there are no abnormalities.

It seems that Zhao Tie and the others obediently followed his instructions and did not neglect the care of the forest farm because of his departure.

In addition, Yang Lin could also sense that there were many scattered spots of light in the mountains and forests surrounding Qingshan Village.

This is the nest of the termite mushroom he buried earlier, and it is still lurking in the forest.

In the small courtyard he rented, in a room used to store miscellaneous items, dozens of faint, extremely subtle sensations were also vaguely appearing.

This is a temporary name tag he made when he hired someone to do the work; the name tag contained a small amount of mycelium.

In the past, this number of mycelia would easily lose their sensitivity.

Let alone coming to the provincial capital hundreds of kilometers away, he would probably lose his sense of his work badge as soon as he left Qingshan Village or went to a place far away from the village.

But now, even when others are hundreds of miles away, they can still vaguely sense the presence of the employee ID card.

"It seems that as the overall quantity and scale of the mycelium increase, my sensing ability will also be enhanced to some extent."

Yang Lin gradually understood.

When he first came into this world, he created a whole pot of mycelium.

However, this clump of mycelium the size of a flowerpot was simply because he left his own house and moved to live at Zhao Dahai's house in the same village.

His perception of mycelium was very vague.

Now, however, he can sense mycelium the size of a work badge from hundreds of kilometers away.

The difference is now vastly different.

After confirming that there were no problems with the forest farm and the mycelium, Yang Lin started browsing his phone.

I looked through the messages I hadn't had time to reply to today.

Zhao Tie sent him his work updates for the day: Zhao Wencheng, a purchasing agent for Xindu specialties, invited him to the trading market tomorrow to discuss cooperation in detail; the Party Secretary said that his forest farm had received attention from the town government…

He replied to everyone's messages one by one, and then controlled some of the mycelium in the forest farm to accelerate its growth in the soil.

Feeling tired, Yang Lin quickly fell into a deep sleep.

……

I slept well all night and woke up feeling refreshed.

Yang Lin left the hotel and ordered a bowl of tofu rice noodles for ten yuan at a nearby breakfast shop.

Tender tofu pudding is laid on top of delicate rice noodles, then mixed with soy sauce, sesame oil, chili oil, scallions, houttuynia cordata, and crushed peanuts...

Slurping down a mouthful of rice noodles reveals an exceptionally rich and layered flavor profile, truly befitting its status as a famous snack from the Nanzhao Kingdom.

Just as Yang Lin was enjoying his breakfast in the provincial capital, a three-million-yuan Punk sedan from the United States slowly drove by through the congested streets.

The car windows are covered with a protective film, so people outside cannot see what's inside the car.

People inside the car can see clearly what's happening outside.

It's said that enemies are destined to meet, and the two people sitting in the back of the punk car were none other than Liu Yan and Wang Fuye.

Wang Fuye wasn't very familiar with Yang Lin. He only knew of Yang Lin because of Liu Yan. Because Yang Lin was ungrateful, Wang Fuye had someone teach him a lesson.

Liu Yan had been trying to forget Yang Lin, but after being sued and losing the case, she had been holding a grudge against him ever since.

While waiting at a red light, Liu Yan glanced at the car window and immediately recognized the despicable guy in the crowd.

"It's him. What's he doing in Chuncheng? And why is he showing up next to the Shuimu Wild Mushroom Trading Market?"

Liu Yan became suspicious, her expression changed slightly, and a hint of disgust flashed in her eyes.

"Yan'er, what's wrong?"

Noticing Liu Yan's change in mood, Wang Fuye asked her with concern.

Liu Yan pointed to the snack shop and then to Yang Lin, who was having breakfast at the entrance.

"That guy, he's like a persistent ghost..."

"Brother Wang, do you think he's following me?"

"It's alright, Yan'er, don't think too much about it. What's past is past..." Wang Fuye comforted her.

"Although the wages here in Chuncheng are not as high as in Liang Province, there are still quite a few jobs available at the Shuimu Wild Mushroom Trading Market. Whether it's moving and packing goods or doing odd jobs in the shops, they are always hiring. He probably came here to work."

Brother Wang is right, I also think he's here to work.

Upon hearing Wang Fuye's analysis, Liu Yan couldn't help but smile.

After losing the last lawsuit, she sold her community tobacco and liquor shop in a fit of anger.

Although the money obtained from the transfer of the shop was not enough to fulfill the judgment.

However, she also showed Wang Fuye her tenacious and independent side through her actions.

Wang Fuye not only helped her cover the deficit, but also arranged a position for her in a subsidiary of the Duzhuan Trading Group.

The subsidiary is called Xindu Special Products, and its main business is to purchase various local specialties from farmers and then sell them in the market.

Her position in the company is that of a junior manager.

When the company recruits externally, this position has strict requirements regarding academic qualifications and management certificates.

However, these requirements are not a problem for Liu Yan now.

After losing the lawsuit last month, Wang Fuye enrolled her in a professional training course to relax. She underwent a month of specialized training and obtained the PMP project management professional qualification certificate.

In addition, Wang Fuye helped her enroll in adult self-study education, which she recently completed and obtained an adult bachelor's degree.

She has now undergone a complete transformation.

She is no longer the factory worker who only worked on the assembly line in Liang Province.

……

"Mr. Wang, you've arrived."

When Wang Fuye's driver drove the three million yuan punk into the Shuimu Wild Mushroom Trading Center and arrived at the Xindu Specialty Store.

Zhao Wencheng immediately led several staff members to greet them and took them to the office on the fifth floor.

"This is Liu Yan, the project manager sent from head office. She will be filling the vacancy left by Manager Ma..."

Wang Fuye first introduced Liu Yan, who, as the senior executive in charge of agricultural products at the Duzhuan Commerce and Trade Group, was directly responsible for Xindu specialty products.

"Hello, Manager Liu..." Zhao Wencheng's face twitched, but he forced a smile to welcome her.

Manager Ma from Xindu Commerce resigned for personal reasons, and the position has remained vacant.

I thought they would be promoted from among them, but instead a young woman who looked like a pretty face was chosen.