Li Feng looked a little serious and walked back with the tiger skin in his arms. Mengmeng, Lingdang, and Tongtong ran over to rub it from time to time. There was still a trace of surprise on the faces of Cheng Lao and others behind him, especially those who had just come to the village and were surprised by what happened just now.
I don’t understand something. The second master said that the guerrillas in the mountains are very surprising. What is really surprising is the man’s shooting skills. He killed the tiger with one shot and did not hurt the tiger’s skin. The second master can’t remember clearly. Maybe
Grandpa didn't say that.
Li Feng thought that the shot should have entered the tiger's head from the tiger's eye or mouth. His great-grandfather never said anything about the tiger skin, but he left a few rare silver coins, the so-called Yuan Datou.
A somewhat damaged tiger skin can still be exchanged for more than ten pieces of ocean. Li Feng didn't know whether he was regretful or lucky. He had kept a few pieces of ocean at home, maybe because the old man had given them to him.
This tiger skin is the one from the second master’s house. The second master said that his great-grandfather and the second master’s grandfather each got a tiger skin with the help of several guerrillas in the mountains. As for the third tiger, how many tiger skins did they get?
People saw on the hillside not far away, but the tiger was leading a few tiger cubs behind him, watching from a distance, and finally leading the children deeper into the forest.
No matter it was Grandpa, Grandpa, or those few men, no one thought of firing a gun and watched the tigress running away and the few tiger cubs around her.
"Do you think those tiger cubs are still alive now?" Lin Ying walked forward, walking side by side, and asked in a low voice. Li Feng was stunned and looked at Lin Ying, are the tiger cubs still alive? Maybe, Lin Ying was not thinking about it.
I know that in seventy or eighty years, not to mention these little tiger cubs and great-grandchildren may have died early, and the life of a wild tiger is at most twenty years.
"I just don't know if its descendants are still there?" Li Feng rubbed the tiger skin in his hand, just like a human being trying to protect his child.
"It must be there." Lin Ying said confidently, with a trace of blessing from the bottom of her heart. Maybe this is a person who loves nature and loves animals, and she feels a little ashamed.
Li Feng was carrying a tiger skin, and a group of old people behind him were laughing and joking. Did they see a tiger skin today? As for the behavior of the second master, although everyone was a little confused, such a tiger skin could cost tens of thousands or more than a hundred thousand at least.
Although the color is not so bright, tiger skins that have remained intact are extremely rare nowadays, so give them away if you want.
This tiger skin was originally used by the second wife to cover her legs in winter, but this year the slight discomfort from her legs has been eliminated. In fact, in the early years, the two old people had already discussed this tiger skin, and the two old people had no children.
Li Feng is their favorite descendant. The two of them had discussed this tiger skin long ago and passed it on to Li Feng, so that it can be passed down from generation to generation as a memory.
"Xiaobao, what are you doing?" Li Shan looked at what his son was holding in his arms. He was startled and stood up. After all, this tiger skin is rare now. It was like this a hundred years ago. Although it was rare, it could still be seen every year.
, maybe in three to five years, if you are lucky, you can hunt a tiger, it is hard to say.
"Second Master, you asked me to take it back." Li Feng smiled bitterly and couldn't refuse, so he could only carry it back. Li Feng didn't know the price of the tiger skin, but nowadays things are rare and expensive. Thinking about it, the price is definitely not low.
It’s just that this thing is no longer for sale. No one wants to sell it to anyone who owns it. Li Feng secretly decided that he must keep this tiger skin well and pass it on to tell the story.
"Oh, the second uncle is still, oh, forget it, Xiaobao, keep this thing carefully and remember your second uncle." Li Shan seemed to have known about this for a long time, and sighed. For the two old people, Li Shan
Why don't you know? There is a hint of sadness in saying these things. Li Feng just vaguely guessed in his heart that when his father said this, this matter was almost inseparable.
"Dad, I can." Li Feng nodded vigorously, holding the tiger skin and walking towards the yard. The tiger skin was afraid of insects and moisture. Li Feng had already made a decision in his heart. Space seemed to be the best choice, especially
It is a hut, which has unimaginable benefits for the protection of items.
"Wait a minute, little brother, wait a minute." Fatty Jiang followed everyone to Li Feng's Taolin Courtyard. Now he saw that Li Feng was about to put the tiger skin away, so he hurriedly took a few steps forward.
"Grandpa Jiang, what's wrong with you?" Li Feng felt that something was wrong with Mr. Jiang's eyes when he looked at the tiger skin. He thought something was wrong, but this tiger skin would not be sold.
"Here, see if you can sell me the tiger skin. The price is not a problem. One hundred thousand?"
One hundred and fifty thousand?" Fatty Jiang looked at Li Feng and shook his head indifferently, as if he didn't even look moved by the price he mentioned, and he felt a little anxious.
"Grandpa Jiang, I'm sorry, I won't buy this tiger skin, no matter how much it costs." Li Feng resolutely rejected Jiang's plan to buy his own tiger skin.
Fatty Jiang looked a little depressed when he heard what Li Feng said. Although he had some money, this tiger skin was not something he could usually come across.
Now that I have met, I have to try whatever I can. It turns out that Mr. Jiang’s wife is like a mistress and has bad legs. Especially in winter, the old cold is very serious. If you have a tiger skin, you can cover it up in winter, but it will be warm.
"Really, no, Fatty Jiang, I'm sorry that you don't understand this matter." Li Feng looked better after hearing the reason for Fatty Jiang's acquisition, but his tiger skin is not just an item.
It is itself, but the meaning contained in it. This is a different kind of inheritance. Heirlooms are not only of economic significance.
"The price really doesn't matter, young man, I really need this tiger skin." Fatty Jiang was begging with a hint of urgency. Even the girls beside him felt a little sympathetic, but he thought that the second master would give the tiger skin to him.
When giving it to Li Feng, the girls just stood aside silently without saying anything.
"It's really not about money. Otherwise, I have some medicinal wine here. If you don't mind it, you can try two bottles. These have some effect on rheumatism and other diseases." Although Li Feng was a little moved by Fatty Jiang's treatment of his wife.
Caressing, but this tiger skin holds the last wish of the two old men. He will never buy it, and his descendants will never let him buy it.
Fatty Jiang looked at Li Feng and nodded helplessly. As for the medicinal wine Li Feng mentioned, he felt a little disdainful in his heart. Not to mention the medicinal wine, how much my wife drank, not to mention tens of thousands, hundreds of bottles, there were still people there. Unfortunately,
After all these years, winter has still not arrived and the pain is still unbearable.
Li Feng saw that the old man finally stopped pestering Tiger Skin, and said to his father that Li Shan, Cheng Lao, and several old men were entertaining everyone. Li Feng walked into the small building and went up to a small small shop on the second floor.
Li Feng opened the room, walked in, opened the cabinet, carefully placed the tiger skin on the top shelf, closed it, locked it, took out a pack of insect repellent rotten eggs, and placed it on the four legs of the cabinet.
The smell of camphor balls penetrates into the tiger skin and has an insect repellent effect.
After going downstairs, Li Feng smiled and entertained several old people who came over. After three rounds of tea, several old people stood up and walked along the lotus pond. Here are the huā seedlings planted by Li Feng a few days ago. Cheng Lao Lin Lao Wang Lao every day
Looking at it, he didn't think it was strange. The old man's eyes widened at the few people who had just arrived today.
In some moist areas near the pond, Li Feng removed a lot of huā seeds, including chrysanthemum huā, morning glory, orchid huā, and all kinds of common huā seedlings. Li Feng planted some of them, and some huā species were even planted with Li Feng.
I don’t know, it’s mainly because I let the boss pick out everything when I buy it.
"Not bad, Lao Zhang, look at how strong this orchid huā seedling is. This chrysanthemum huā is also good. Well, this one looks a bit like a pepper seedling." Teacher Li in the white shirt was stunned. This man had also been to the countryside before.
, I still know some common vegetables, but aren’t there flower seedlings grown here?
"Haha, Lao Li, you don't know this. This is chili pepper huā. Of course the seedlings look like peppers, but although the small huā produced by pepper huā are just like ordinary peppers, they are much more beautiful in color. These are not the most important things.
, the most beautiful ones are the chili peppers, which are small and bright in color and can be used as bonsai. Young man, your name is Xiaobao, right? How do you sell this chili pepper? Get me two." The old man, known as Lao Zhang, usually
I like flowers and birds, and I have two thrushes and a parrot. Although there are many orchids, chrysanthemums, spider plants, and plum blossoms at home, there are not many chili peppers.
"You are always joking, the hua seedlings here are not valuable. You are always interested in it. Get a few of them yourself, the money is all." Li Feng has never thought about making money with hua seedlings. Ordinary hua seedlings only cost a few cents per plant.
I still don't like these little money.
"Then I'm not welcome." Lao Zhang smiled and took the small wooden stick and carefully lifted up the soil. The saplings were wrapped in mud and carefully placed at his feet. The old people around looked at Lao Zhang.
, especially Teacher Li, who was familiar with Mr. Zhang. While Mr. Zhang was digging for huā seedlings, he quietly took some from the pile of huā seedlings and placed them beside him. Li Feng saw from the side that Teacher Li was making gestures towards him...
Shaking his head. These old people are really like children sometimes. Li Feng smiled and said nothing.
"Hey, you guys, forget it, I'll dig more, um, these are enough." Mr. Zhang dug a lot and thought it was almost done. Who knew that when he turned around, he saw that there were not many seedlings left.
Looking at the people around him and the huā seedlings in his hand, this man couldn't laugh or cry. Forget it, forget it, he smiled sheepishly at Li Feng, dug up a dozen or so trees, clapped his hands with a smile, and stood up.
Li Feng sent away several old people, leaving only a few girls, Zhao Jianguo, and three little girls in the yard.
"Brother Zhao, sit down quickly. I'm so busy today and I didn't entertain you well. Ling Dang brought some fruit for Tong Tong to eat." Li Feng sent away a customer selling watermelons and took a few kilograms of lobsters with him. These lobsters were cute, Ling Dang said.
Li Feng and Leilei didn't keep the lobster money, but handed it directly to Mengmeng and Lingdang.
"Remember, give some to Leilei." Li Feng was deeply afraid that Mengmeng would keep it all to himself. This girl was getting richer and richer, and even wanted to put his aunt's money into his own pocket.
"I got it." Heng, Leilei is the stupidest and catches the least lobsters, so give him a piece."
Mengmeng counted the nine yuan in her hand, divided the bells into three yuan, kept a five yuan piece for herself, and planned to give the remaining one yuan to Leilei.
"Mengmeng, you can't do this." Xiaoqing looked at everyone staring at Mengmeng, her face was a little red, who did this girl learn from, she just wants to put money into her little pocket when she looks at it, and her butt is itchy.
