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Chapter 141 What do you want?

 "That's pretty much it. Okay, hurry up and go back. There's still such a long way to go."

"Yes!" Fangyuan nodded, then said hello to the old lady and the staff before leaving.

After coming out of the compound, Fangyuan hurriedly ran to the bus station. He was not going back to Qinghe, but to Miyun.

It is estimated that even if we get on the bus now, it will be dark when we get there, so Fangyuan needs to hurry up and get there before dark.

To go to Miyun, you must first go to Dongzhimen, because only Dongzhimen has buses to Miyun, and there are no direct buses in the city.

By the time Fangyuan arrived at Dongzhimen, it was almost two o'clock. After asking, I found out that there was the last train and it wouldn't leave until three o'clock.

Although it is a bus, it is too far from the city to Miyun. It is not an exaggeration to say it is a long-distance bus, so the departures are from a certain point, and it is not an easy-to-go bus.

Fangyuan calculated the time. If the bus departs at three o'clock, it will arrive in Miyun between half past six and seven o'clock, which is not too late.

It’s just that it’s almost impossible to go to the village today. I can only stay in the county town for one night and go there tomorrow morning.

Yes, Fangyuan still wants to go to the village where fungus and fungus are exchanged. The last time he went there, Fangyuan found that there were a lot of things on the mountain, but the villagers rarely went into the mountain except for picking mushrooms and fungus.

Fangyuan wanted to see if he could talk to the old village chief about getting some good things from the mountains. He happened to need this time difference, so he ran over.

It was almost as expected by Fangyuan. When the bus arrived in Miyun County, it happened to be around 6:50. After getting off the bus, Fangyuan basically went to find a place to stay.

Of course, it is still a small hotel. This does not mean that he cannot afford to live in a hotel, but that he does not want to live in a hotel, or that he cannot live in a hotel. To put it bluntly, he is still too young.

Just like eating that night, if he went to a small restaurant to eat, he would definitely not be stared at by those children.

After arranging the place to stay, Fangyuan went out to eat something, then returned to the hotel and started to rest until about seven o'clock the next morning.

The weather in late April is no longer very cold, and the days are getting longer and longer, with light getting bright at around six in the morning.

Fangyuan slept until after seven o'clock, which can be said to be very late.

Of course, Fangyuan didn't feel that it was very late. Not only that, he also felt that it was early. There was nothing he could do because the people in the village might not have gotten up yet.

It's too early for him to go there at this time. It's best to go there at nine o'clock.

So after getting up, Fangyuan slowly went to wash up, then went out to eat something, came back, checked out the room, and then rushed to the village.

Although he said he was in a hurry, he actually walked very slowly, wandering along the way, and finally arrived at the village around nine o'clock.

As soon as he entered the village, Fangyuan saw many people gathered in the middle of the village. Fangyuan knew that dinner was about to begin.

Although the village exchanged a lot of food with him, the number of meals in the village has not changed, it is still two meals a day.

Fifteen thousand kilograms of coarse grains may sound like a lot, but what if these fifteen thousand kilograms of coarse grains averaged over a population of about 300 people.

The average person only weighs fifty pounds, so how much do you feel? And it’s still potatoes or sweet potatoes.

Fangyuan's arrival was quickly noticed by people, and they all looked over to Fangyuan. Fangyuan nodded to them, but there was one person who didn't see Fangyuan, and that was the old village chief.

Because his back is to Fang Yuan and he is still staring at the rice in the big iron pot, let’s call it rice. To be honest, strictly speaking, this thing is not rice.

Fangyuan walked in and took a look. It was still sweet potato tea today, but there were many more sweet potatoes today than the first time he came here.

"Hey, why are you here?" The old village chief also saw Fangyuan at this time and asked in surprise.

"Let me come over to see you!" Fangyuan said with a smile.

"Have you eaten yet?" After asking, the old village chief felt embarrassed and said, "But this is the only thing here."

Fangyuan smiled at the old village chief and said, "This is pretty good, but I've already eaten, so don't worry about me."

"You've eaten! That's good, otherwise I really wouldn't have anything to entertain you."

To be honest, the old village chief is very grateful to Fangyuan. Although fifteen thousand kilograms of coarse grains is not much, for the old village chief and even for this village, it is a big help.

Is eating two taels a day the same as eating half a catty a day? Of course it is different. You can see it by looking at the smiles on the villagers' faces.

You must know that when Fangyuan came here for the first time, everyone's face was lifeless, but now, everyone's face looks much better.

Basically every villager who saw Fangyuan nodded and smiled at him. Fangyuan knew that in the eyes of these simple and kind-hearted villagers, Fangyuan had helped them.

But they didn't know how to thank him, so they could only nod and smile at him.

This is enough for Fangyuan. To be honest, he has never thought about asking the villagers to thank him. If he wants to say thank you, he is also thanking these villagers.

Because he got much more benefits than these villagers. Not only did he complete the tasks assigned to him by the factory director, but he also got his mother a salary increase.

These are only on the surface, but Fangyuan has gained more invisibly, such as the trust of the factory director and the attitude of the factory employees towards him. These are all benefits.

So Fangyuan made a decision, that is, to help these simple and kind-hearted people, because Fangyuan now has this ability.

Just at this time, the food was ready, and the old village chief began to prepare food for everyone.

This is at least two-thirds more than what Fangyuan saw for the first time. Although this can't satisfy everyone, it is already very good. At least it is much better than other nearby villages.

After preparing meals for the villagers, the old village chief took a basin, poured some into the basin, and asked a middle-aged woman to take it back.

Then the old village chief cleaned the bottom of the pot. In fact, there was nothing left, just some water.

The old village chief put the water into a bowl and drank it. Then he came over and said to Yuan Yuan, "What's the matter with you coming here at this time? If you want agaric mushrooms, they are not available now."

"Old village chief, I'm not here for fungus mushrooms, I'm here for you."

"Looking for me? Why are you looking for me?" the old village chief looked at Fang Yuan in confusion and asked.

Fangyuan glanced at the old village chief, smiled and said, "You won't just let me talk to you here, will you?"

"Uh!" The old village chief smiled awkwardly and said, "Let's go to the granary, it's a big place over there."

"Yeah."

Then the two people came to the granary. The old village chief's son was not there, so he probably went home for dinner. The middle-aged woman who the old village chief finally handed the porcelain basin to was the old village chief's daughter-in-law.

In fact, there is no need to look at the granary now, because there is nothing in it. The sweet potatoes eaten by the villagers are all in the cellar, and the old village chief did not ask people to buy them all at once, only part of them.

The old village chief opened the granary and two people came inside.

After sitting down, the old village chief took out the cigarette rod, filled it with tobacco, lit it and took a puff and said, "Tell me, what's the matter with you coming here this time?"

Fangyuan did not answer the old village chief, but asked: "Old village chief, do you think there are wild boars in the mountains?"

"Wild boar?" The old village chief glanced at Fangyuan and took a sip.

"Yes, wild boar." Fang Yuan nodded.

"You don't want us to help you go into the mountains to hunt wild boars, do you? I tell you, this is absolutely not possible."

"Why is this?" Fangyuan asked doubtfully.

The old village chief smiled bitterly and said: "Do you know how ferocious the wild boar is? For an adult wild boar, no matter how many people get on it, it's all in vain."

"No way." Fangyuan was really surprised this time.

In his previous life, he seemed to have read some reports about wild boars coming down the mountain to destroy crops, and then a few people could kill a wild boar.

"Don't think I'm joking with you. Everything I say is true. Otherwise, why wouldn't we go into the mountains even if we were hungry?"

Hearing what the old village chief said, Fangyuan wanted to say: Isn't it because you are lazy?

But after thinking about it, it was wrong. If they were lazy, where did those fungus and mushrooms come from? This means that the villagers are not lazy.

"You have to know that the strength of a wild boar is great, greater than the strength of several adults put together, but the strength of several adults cannot be added together."

Hearing what the old village chief said, Fangyuan suddenly realized what he meant. Yes, there is strength in numbers, but this is not a tug of war.

This is to deal with the wild boar. The combined strength of a dozen people is definitely greater than the wild boar, but a dozen people are a dozen main bodies.

The wild boar itself is a subject, and this gap is revealed. No wonder the wild boar is said to hurt people.

"Okay." Fangyuan nodded. In fact, he just thought about it. It would be better if it worked. After all, wild boar is also a pig, and wild boar is also meat.

"Isn't that why you came here this time?" the old village chief looked at Fang Yuan and asked.

"Not entirely. I want to ask if there are anything else in the mountains, such as rabbits or something."

As soon as Fangyuan finished speaking, the old village chief took a puff of cigarette and said, "Don't think about this. Ever since the food shortage in 1959, waves of people have entered the mountains every year. It would be difficult to say no now."

See you again."

"Ah! Isn't it?"

Fangyuan originally wanted to help the villagers find other ways, but he didn't expect them to work, which put him in a bit of a dilemma.

But it's not impossible. Fangyuan smiled and said to the old village chief: "If I can provide you with a batch of little rabbits, can you raise them?"

"What! Are you telling the truth?" The old village chief looked at Fang Yuan in surprise.

"Yeah, but it's not free."

As soon as Fangyuan finished speaking, the old village chief said: "We have no money."

"I don't want money." Fangyuan said.

"We don't have anything to change for you," the old village chief said.

"I don't need you to exchange things with me."

Hearing what Fangyuan said, the old village chief asked in surprise: "Then what do you want?"
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