Plotting and scheming

  Plotting and scheming

  "What's alive?" Bai Huang leaned in close to the old man, looking at him sideways: "What kind of things did you collect?"

  "Rabbit Mountain chicken, wild boar belly, how can you still suspect me of messing around for just two bucks?" Old Zhang glared back with a bad temper.

  "There's nothing, you're overthinking it."

  Bai Huan hurriedly chuckled twice, but there was not a hint of sincerity on his face. He continued to raise an eyebrow and ask: "Are those people sick? If they want to collect wild game, can't they just go to the breeding farm to purchase it? And as for the wild boar belly, it's not guaranteed that you'll be able to get it in ten days or half a month. What's the point of collecting it?"

  Although Xijiang is mountainous and rich in wild animal and plant resources, the hill chickens and rabbits that enter the market are all artificially bred.

  If it's really like what Old Zhang said, those people came to the mountain just to buy these things, and it's purely because they're bored after being full - in this day and age, who would be willing to do something that doesn't make money.

  "Who did you ask and who asked me?"

  The old man couldn't make the white light into a disciple, and he was unhappy in his heart. At this time, there was no mood to care about others. He hummed twice in a bad temper and walked away with the rice flower fragrance. While walking, he also hastily unpacked the wine box.

  This old thing!

  Bai Guang had nothing to say, shook his head and went straight home.

  As for those who collect mountain goods, let's go and investigate personally tomorrow.

  Back to the familiar drying yard, under the eaves of the house, strings and strings of dried chili peppers and corn husks are hung, red and golden, making Bai Huan's mood calm and peaceful all at once, as if what happened in the mountains yesterday was just a playful joke.

  As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the hall, before pushing open the door, a wave of meat fragrance wafted out, causing Bai Huan's throat to move and his mouth to water so much that he almost bit off his tongue.

  What's all this?

  Since his body was transformed by the power of nature, Bai Huan's five senses had become much sharper. At this moment, standing at the door, he could smell the aroma - fried doughnuts, steamed egg cake, and Tujia sausage...

  Can't help it anymore. Can't help it anymore.

  After swallowing a big mouthful of saliva, Bai Huan rushed into the kitchen like a tyrannical dragon, ignoring his grandmother who was starting to have "heartache" again. He picked up a hot piece of meat cake and stuffed it into his mouth - the thick meaty aroma of the mountain pig, combined with the sweetness of the burdock, made his throat open like a floodgate, and half a catty of meat cake disappeared in the blink of an eye.

  "Wash your hands first, then use them to grab!"

  Although grandma looked stern, her eyes were full of doting love: "Hurry up and wash your hands, you've eaten this meal, and now you don't have to eat dinner!"

  "Hehe, hehe!" Bai Huan smiled and grabbed another half of the dried sausage.

  ……

  Eating and drinking to one's heart's content, and then sleeping soundly with a full stomach.

  The next morning, before dawn, Bai Huan got up and steamed a bowl of smoked fish and a large bun, then started exercising around the yard.

  After Grandma got up, after the grandson had breakfast, Bai Huan was thinking of going out to inquire about the collection of mountain goods from outsiders, but someone came to his door.

  A young man with a big bun looked gentle and easy to talk to, seeing Bai Huan coming to open the door, he scattered a cigarette without introducing himself first.

  "Excuse me, which one are you looking for?" Bai Huan took over the cigarette, but didn't put it in his mouth.

  He was mainly a 10-yuan panda who wasn't used to smoking, feeling it wasn't strong enough, but with a very polite attitude, he accepted it.

  "Looking for you, looking for you." The young man smiled and apologized, but his eyes dodged the white light and kept glancing around the room.

  Bai Huang hugged his arm and didn't speak, but he had already made up his mind to get rid of the guest. This little guy looked decent at first glance, but as soon as his eyes moved, he gave off a despicable aura, clearly belonging to the category of people with ulterior motives.

  "Huh? What's going on, why are the police already working so early?"

  Look at this person who still doesn't know how to restrain himself. Bai Huan also started to spread bad rumors, pretending to be surprised and looking away into the distance.

  As expected, as soon as these words came out, the young man's eyelids twitched violently and he immediately turned his head back.

  Then he was stunned, and the mountain valley was empty, without even a hair of the police.

  "It's strange, how did it disappear again? Can you see ghosts even in broad daylight?" Bai Huan muttered to himself for a while before turning to the young man and saying, "What's going on? If there's nothing, I won't bother with you anymore. I still want to watch Ultraman!"

  "Uh..." Da Bei Tou was just startled by Bai Huan, and now he's speechless and gritting his teeth. Hearing the word "Ultraman" again, his mind is suddenly filled with black lines.

  Am I running into some kind of mental illness?

  But this can't be said out loud.

  He smiled awkwardly, and his big head stopped wandering around. After coughing twice, he stared at Bai Huan seriously: "It's like this, my surname is Hu, and I'm in the fur business. A few days ago, I came here to collect some mountain goods, then heard that your family has a tiger's paw, so I took the liberty of coming to ask if you can sell it to me. As for the price, we can discuss it!"

  Is that it?

  After hearing Da Bei Tou's explanation, Bai Huan's heart suddenly lit up. This isn't a free gain?

  I was just about to go out, but he actually volunteered to send me to the door.

  In the blink of an eye, the expression on Bai Huan's face changed from "carefree" to "passionate", and Otoman didn't look back, pulling her into the house with his arm around her waist.

  "Come on, come on! So it's about this matter after all. You should have said so earlier!" Bai Huan turned his face faster than a dog, pulled Da Bei into the main room and then busied himself making tea: "Sit down, sit down first, I'll make some tea."

  He couldn't sit still for a moment, his eyes were fixed on a wooden cabinet like cement, staring at it without blinking.

  On the cabinet, a jar of medicinal wine was placed. Inside the jar, the intact and undamaged tiger's forelimb bones and a huge tortoise shell were emitting a dazzling glow in the golden liquid.

  "Whoa!" The big guy's eyeballs bulged out, his eyes gleaming with greed, and his Adam's apple rolled heavily.

  He used all his might to hold himself back from grabbing the wine jar and running away.

  "Little brother, it's this one, it's this one!" Big Back Head narrowed his eyes, if he didn't blink again, he was afraid that invisible black hands would grow out of his eyeballs: "Name a price, as long as it's reasonable I'll pay up right away."

  He flashed a sly and cunning face, looking at Da Bei Tou with a smile but saying nothing.

  He brought people in just to get a rise out of them, to figure out their true intentions.

  As for the tiger bone in this wine, it was his grandfather who found it with great difficulty when he was alive, and soaked it to treat his grandmother's rheumatism and cold legs. How could it be easily sold?

  "Don't laugh, little brother!" Da Bei Tou looked at Bai Huan without a word, the veins on his temples bulging violently: "A flat price of 300,000, how about it? Is that enough?"

  Is this enough?

  If Bai Guang wasn't trying to curry favor, he would have been kicked out a long time ago.

  Now in Southeast Asia, a single tiger paw can sell for $20,000, which is equivalent to 134,000 soft sister coins. Not to mention that his family's one is still connected to the complete forelimb radius and ulna, doubling it would not be enough!

  Bai Huang also knew that this kind of person made a profit from the black market price difference, so he didn't bother to haggle and simply shook his head: "This thing is for my grandma's illness, not for sale."

  "Not for sale?"

  The boss shouted twice, his face full of the sincerity of a businessman: "Brother, you're not making any sense! My prices are basically all marked down already! If you're not satisfied, go ask around and see what others can offer!"

  Bai Guang didn't say a word, just smiled and stared at him with a silly grin on her face.

  Until this man looked suspicious and didn't speak, Bai Huan repeated with a white eye: "This is the medicinal wine for my grandmother's illness, it can't be sold, nor is it intended to raise the price."

  After hearing this, Da Bei Tou stared at Bai Huan for a long time, until he was sure that the other party was not talking nonsense. Then, with a huff, he pointed to his own nose and asked: "What do you mean, little brother? You brought me in, but now you're not selling anything!"

  "What's your hurry."

  He flashed a somewhat patient gaze, then lowered his voice like a military spy and chuckled: "Tiger bone wine is not for sale, but there are other things! Will the monkey take it? Alive!"

  He was dumbfounded at once.

  All he saw was his eyeballs rolling around several times, and just when Bai Huan thought this guy would definitely show his true colors, the other party immediately refused: "No way, no way, kidding me, the country protects animals, how dare we take this."

  Huh?

  Bai Huang was stunned for a moment, what's going on? And there's also the dung beetle that doesn't eat dung? This is completely unscientific.

  He sniffled, and changed his questioning tone to a probing one: "You don't accept it? Dizzy, I caught a monkey last time and thought I could sell it for a good price, but you guys said you collect living things. What exactly do you collect?"

  "Oh, you're talking about that?" Da Bei Tou chuckled and then gave Bai Huan a glance: "Usually it's just wild rabbits, pheasants, and if we're lucky, bamboo rats or deer..."

  "But on your side of Xiangshan Creek, the environment is actually well-protected, and you can still catch monkeys?"

  Bai Huang raised an eyebrow, seeming to understand what the person meant.

  He's so angry he can't see straight!

  At this time, he had no goods in his hands, so he put on a law-abiding posture.

  If you really want to bring things over and let him take a look, at that time, it's not just the monkey, even Sun Wukong would dare to accept it.

  The two of them had their own thoughts for half a day, and finally Bai Huan nodded: "How about this? I don't know if my brother is still playing in our Xiangshan Creek for a few more days? Do you have time to come back here the day after tomorrow... or the day after that?"

  The big guy thought for a moment with a pretentious look on his face, then said with difficulty: "It's too hard to get in here, if there aren't many things, it won't be worth my while to make a trip."

  While speaking, he glanced at the Hu Gu Jiu with reddened eyes.

  White glanced over and saw that there was a show, so he quickly patted his chest and flew over with a "you know" look: "Many, definitely many, but also some playthings, I don't know if they are protected animals, still need Old Hu's help to take care of them."

  "That's settled! I'll come again the day after tomorrow." Da Bei Tou stood up to bid farewell, with a subtle joy of impending harvest on one side of his face and a craving for Hu Gu's bones on the other: "That's it, you're busy, no need to see me off."

  "Hey, big brother, slow down, I really won't send it anymore..."

  But in her heart, she couldn't help but sneer - Not send you off? I'll see you all the way to your old nest!

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