Reborn in the fiery age, I am a salted fish in the mountains

Chapter 137

When I first came to revitalize the streets, it was fine.

With a huge sum of several hundred yuan on his body, he can straighten his waist from the upper street to the lower street.

Unexpectedly, I only stayed for a short day and night, and ended up with no money!

Originally, I still had 45 yuan 3 left in my pocket, but I asked my third sister-in-law to buy wine and buy fireworks last night and lost 1 yuan 7.

It cost 32 yuan to buy food, 10 yuan to the old man, and 1 yuan and 02 cents to buy gas tickets.

Now I still have 5 cents left on my body, which is enough for breakfast, but I have no money to go to the oil mill to get rapeseed oil.

However, there is still a wild wolf, a piece of python skin, and honey pears weighing less than 800 catties in his nest cabinet.

It's just that these things are not very easy to sell now: I just set up a stall in front of the food service agency to sell a wolf yesterday, and I'm selling it again today?
This is obviously a bit inappropriate.

As for the python skin, I have to wait a while to go to the purchasing station of the supply and marketing cooperative to see the price first.

If the purchase station only offered 10 yuan and 8 yuan, Han Xiaokang really didn't intend to sell it. Such a big piece of python skin can be regarded as rare.

Anyway, my Fengchao cabinet has a quality preservation function, so I can store it first, and wait until the price of snake skin soars.
As for those honey pears, there is no specific reference for the selling price.

Before I set off, I gave Aju and Zhou Min two pears to taste, and asked Zhou Min to estimate how much they could sell for a catty.
Since there are very few fruits on the market, Zhou Min actually doesn't know the market.

However, she can use the previous price ratios between various fruits and grains such as rice and wheat.

It is estimated that it can be sold for about 8 or 9 cents a catty.

Zhou Min's estimate should not be too bad. After all, pears are agricultural and sideline products, and they don't seem to be very valuable.

So Han Xiaokang felt that it would be boring if the sales of this thing were too low.

If there are too many sales, there will be too much noise, and it will easily cause trouble.

Therefore, don't be in a hurry to sell Mi Li.

When Section Chief Liang from the iron and steel plant came over, Han Xiaokang planned to see what price he could offer first.

Then make a decision.

Anyway, no matter what you say, there is no unparalleled road, so Han Xiaokang decided to stuff his belly full before making any calculations.

Come to the food service agency.

At this time, all the door panels on the store have been removed, and the workers in the service agency are busy placing the steamed buns on the large cutting board at the door.

If it is changed in normal times,

Seeing so many delicious things put out, many members of the production team who came to the market with baskets on their backs and baskets, all slowed down and focused their eyes on these steaming steamed buns. .

But today is different: the focus of everyone's eyes is on the tofu shop.

It turned out that there was a pockmarked man who was selling wolf meat there!
This made Han Xiaokang secretly a little surprised: Now in the range of Huangjinggou mountains, some people died because they went to the mountains to kill pine caterpillars.

Later, I organized everyone to go into the mountains to catch snakes, and many died.

As a result, the group of deep mountains and old forests where I am now, very few hunters go hunting.

And those who picked yams kept a respectful distance from the entire area of ​​Huangjinggou, and everyone regarded it as a place of death.

Who is this pockmarked man in front of him?

He even dared to go to the deep mountains and old forests to fight wolves. Isn't this the female mouse who takes a bath with the male cat and wants to be begged for nothing?
With strong curiosity, Han Xiaokang squeezed into the crowd to watch the melon-eating crowd. His heart of watching the excitement was still very loyal. Seeing someone crowding them, these crowds were of course upset!

These commune members with white towels on their heads and a huge pannier on their backs were just about to start scolding, "Squeeze a hammer."

The word "hammer" came out, and when he saw clearly the gun on Han Xiaokang's shoulder, he swallowed the word "zi" back alive.

Looking at this posture, these melon eaters will know: the man who is busy selling wild wolf meat must be Orion.

Needless to say, the young man in front of him must be traveling with that man.

There are two hunters, one is selling meat, the other came to say hello, chatting a few words is normal.

So I dare not scold. Don't say that the two of them may be acquaintances, even if it's just for the sake of the gun, you can't scold!

When Han Xiaokang squeezed in front of the meat stall, he couldn't help being surprised!
The man in front of him who is busy with his head down, setting up a street stall selling wolf meat, is long, long. It's so shocking and weeping ghosts and gods!

Yesterday at the general store of the supply and marketing cooperative, I met that young female salesperson who seemed to be not quite right.

She is also pockmarked.

But they are nothing more than sprinkled a handful of sesame seeds on the white flour cake.

Even when she laughed, the girl's pockmarked face was like twinkling stars, and she looked quite lively and lively.
But the pockmarks on the face of this man in front of him are like craters on the surface of the moon!

I saw a big pit here and a depression there on the man's face, and around these pits and hollows, it was covered with pockmarks of different sizes.

It's like in the old days, when the farmer who was dissatisfied with Lao Cai deliberately scattered grain seeds outside the pit when ordering beans.
Looking closely at this man's face, it was as if he saw a large collision failure scene.

How can you call it a miserable word? !

After watching this guy, Han Xiaokang's eyes slid down. Huh?
Why is that wild wolf that is being skinned and fleshed by the man so familiar?

After thinking about it carefully, Han Xiaokang vaguely felt that this wild wolf seemed to be shooting randomly at the two fleeing wild wolves in the wilderness.

The one that survived in the end?
At that time, I was still aiming towards the direction in which the gray-haired wild wolf was fleeing, and fired a few shots indiscriminately.
Take a closer look at the wolf's tail, it's missing a section.

At this point, Han Xiaokang was certain in his heart: this wild wolf was the wolf that he only killed one of them in the wilderness, and the other escaped by taking the opportunity!
"Wow, woof." Pingping wailed twice.

Little Lang Pingping, leaning on Han Xiaokang's feet, witnessed his master chop a wolf into pieces just yesterday.

Unexpectedly, I got into the crowd today and saw someone dividing up my own kind there!

This scares Xiao Lang Pingping quite a bit
The man who was digging his head into the meat apparently heard the cub's cry.

He raised his head in surprise, but met Han Xiaokang's extremely complicated eyes.

"Ah huh?"

The man pointed to the trembling little wolf Pingping, and then pointed to Han Xiaokang, with a questioning look on his face.
It turned out that the other party was not only a large collision site, but also a mute?
God that father!

This guy is really pitiful, he has collected almost all the unlucky things.

Han Xiaokang nodded, and then put his index finger on his lips pretending to be casual.

This is to tell the other party: This "puppy" is raised by myself, others can't tell whether Xiao Lang Pingping is a wolf or a dog?

He obviously recognized the man in front of him.

What Han Xiaokang meant was: don’t let the people see through, and when we meet in the mountains, we can help each other.

Otherwise, it would be meaningless if you tore your face.

Don't talk about putting a cold gun in the back or something, you are always not so at ease in your heart, aren't you?Hunting in the mountains is the most taboo and I am always in fear.

In that case, something will happen sooner or later.

The mute nodded, pointed to the wild wolf that had been skinned more than half, then pointed to Han Xiaokang, and then pointed to the wolf's hind legs.

Looking along his fingers, Han Xiaokang suddenly discovered that there was an obvious groove on the wolf's hind leg.

From the looks of it, it should be that a bullet flew past the wolf's leg, taking away some flesh.

When a shot is fired, the bullet just rubs the skin of the prey instead of killing it with one shot?
This kind of thing is too normal!
Especially for a guy like Han Xiaokang who is a hunter with two knives and a bad marksmanship, the bullets are enough to wipe the prey flying, which is not bad.
The question is: what does the pockmarked dumb man in front of him mean by pointing to the scratch on the back leg of the wolf?

Seeing Han Xiaokang standing there frowning.

The dumb man grinned. Now, the sharp-eyed Han Xiaokang could see clearly: in his mouth, only half of his tongue was wriggling there.

The mute smiled, then pointed to the riding rifle that Han Xiaokang was carrying on his back, and poked the wound on the wolf's hind leg with his finger.
It wasn't until this moment that Han Xiaokang understood a little bit: Could it be that this gunshot wound was caused by himself?

The dumb man saw the dazed look on Han Xiaokang's face.

Smiling, he gave Han Xiaokang a thumbs up, nodded, and then imitated Han Xiaokang's previous appearance, inadvertently stretched out his index finger, and gestured on his own lips.

Meaning: keep quiet
I saw the dumb sticking out two fingers, rubbing them non-stop.

Han Xiaokang guessed: He is telling himself, don't worry!According to the rules of hunting in the mountains, as long as anyone who participates, has a share?
to be frank,
When Zhong Xu came to see him, he would have to scold him "several dads are ugly", and he made gestures with him like this, which made people flirt with each other.
It really gave goosebumps all over my body!
Resisting the chills in his heart, Han Xiaokang shook his head to get all the horrible impressions out of his mind, then turned around and went into the gate of the catering service agency.

I can't bear it, I have to drink a bowl of soy milk and eat 5 deep-fried dough sticks to suppress my shock
At this time, in the store of the catering service agency, only the cashier, Hu Yin, and a group of waiters and kitchen staff were working there.

Fatty Qian might be busy at the food station and hasn't come back yet.

Because Han Xiaokang has been to the catering service agency several times.

In addition, when selling wild boars and wild wolves, Han Xiaokang gave some benefits to the employees of the catering service agency.

So these people saw that Han Xiaokang came in and asked for 5 deep-fried dough sticks and a bowl of soy milk, but they didn't follow the rules and asked to pay the bill first.

When Han Xiaokang sat there, he was eating breakfast slowly.

Then a middle-aged man sat down next to him. It was quite normal to share a table for dinner during this period, and he didn't need to say hello, just sit there.

When the middle-aged man sat down, he began to drink mixed noodles and porridge with a sad face.

Han Xiaokang did recognize him: this man is Wang Huozhang, the head of his cousin Liu Hongdong's work unit and head of the Animal Husbandry Station.

But the other party has nothing to do with him, so Han Xiaokang doesn't need to flatter him.

On this small wooden table, one is drinking porridge and eating steamed buns with a sad face, as if this is his severed rice. Judging by Wang Huozhang's appearance, eating is really miserable.

And Han Xiaokang ate there with a greasy face, looking contented.

I am eating!
The light in the restaurant store suddenly dimmed.

It turned out to be Fatty Qian, who wobbled in with two pig tongues on a straw rope
"What kind of pig feed do you eat that can make you sigh, Station Master Wang?"

As soon as Fatty Qian said these words, all the customers in the restaurant who were immersed in their meals paused for 3 seconds.
(End of this chapter)