When Li Xiangqian brought the Supply and Marketing Cooperative staff into the mountains for the second time, he was astonished to discover that, in the week since his last visit, Li Long, Meng Hai, and the others had already built a road connecting four winter camps.
After being leveled and compacted by the Dongfanghong 75 tractor, then driven over repeatedly by the small four-wheel tractors, these roads had begun to look like proper mountain roads.
In fact, that was not all. Over the past few days, Bek and several other households had already used tractors to haul their shorn wool to the Pastoral Team's Rural Childcare Center to sell it.
Previously, the paths could only accommodate horses, not even horse-drawn carts. Selling wool meant carrying it out on horseback, trip after trip, which was a real hassle. Things were much better now.
With each pass of a tractor, the road surface grew firmer and looked more and more like a road.
Li Long thought he ought to find time to haul in some sand and gravel to spread over it. That way, even after Harimu and the others moved deeper into the mountains for the seasonal migration, the road would not quickly disappear beneath shrubs and grass. Of course, it would not become too muddy when it rained, either.
This time, the truck drove deep into the winter camps. The completed road was like a string threading together the individual winter camps like pearls.
"Hey, the scenery in the mountains really is something else!" Some of the workers jumped down from the truck and admired the natural scenery of Heavenly Mountain. "It's gorgeous!"
"Oh, codonopsis, and fritillaria too. Wow! There are mushrooms as well! This is great..." Someone had delightedly discovered the good things growing in the grass.
The others