Chapter 1078. Selling mink skins as soon as they come down from the mountain
If you rely on mountains, you can eat mountains; if you rely on water, you can eat water.
The Changbai Mountains have a long history of fishing and hunting culture. Since the Ming and Qing Dynasties, mountain people have made a living by fishing and hunting.
But at that time, there was also a chain of contempt in the mountaineering industry. Those who hunted in siege looked down on those who fished, and those who hunted in big siege looked down on those who hunted in small siege.
But in recent years, the world has changed, and no one would have imagined that yellow leaves and greyhound skins are becoming more valuable year by year.
It's like Wei Tie clipping yellow leaves in the mountains. Thirty or forty yellow leaves cost 1,800 yuan. It's too tiring to catch up with a big black blind man. The key is that there is no danger in playing small siege, and there is no cost. There is no need to buy a gun or raise a dog.
Like yellow leaves and greyhound skins, when mountain runners peel the skins, they directly peel them into a leather tube, which is not only convenient to carry, but also helps with ventilation.
In Zhao Jun's previous life, he once visited the home of an old mountaineer and saw a neat pile of yellow leaf leather tubes on the kang cabinet. They were the harvest of the old man and his son in one winter. There were seventy-four yellow leaves in total for both the male and female.
The leaves are worth upwards of two thousand yuan.
Two thousand yuan in 1993 was no small amount.
But that big pile of yellow leaf peels was not as valuable as the things in the small box in front of Zhao Jun.
In this small box, there are also leather tubes, some are dark brown and some are yellowish brown. Among these two colors of fur, there are white guard hairs that stand out.
Zhao Jun picked up a leather tube and saw something inside. He inserted his little finger inside and hooked it out, and a big fluffy boneless and meatless tail fell out.
Zhao Jun held the leather tube in one hand and the tail in the other, putting the tip of the tail toward his eyes.
There were several white guard hairs protruding from the tip of this dark brown tail. The guard hairs were thin and straight. When the guard hairs were close to the eyeballs, Zhao Jun subconsciously wanted to close his eyes. But the next second, he forced himself to open them wide.
Eye.
The moment the guard hairs touched Zhao Jun's eyeballs, the straight guard hairs swept across Zhao Jun's eyes, making Zhao Jun feel his eyes were a little itchy, but there was no tingling sensation at all.
This is the finest sable fur!
"Good leather!" Zhao Jun put down the mink fur, looked at Xing San, and said, "Third uncle, this leather costs a thousand yuan."
"One thousand?" Xing San smiled and said, "Man, that was last year, has it increased this year?"
"It's gone up?" Zhao Jun asked in surprise.
"That's not true." Xing San picked up a leather wallet from the box, gestured in front of Zhao Jun, and said, "This mother and son still pay one thousand."
As he said that, Xing San pointed to the leather wallet in Zhao Jun's hand and said: "I went to Xishan to ask Mr. Sun that day. If you take this, you will get one thousand two to one thousand three."
"Oh my god!" Zhao Jun reached out and dug into the box and said in surprise: "How much does this box cost?"
"These are six young masters and five mothers and sons." Xing San smiled and said, "How much do you think they cost?"
"Ten thousand yuan." Zhao Jun said happily: "Third uncle, you are really good at organizing this house!"
“A nest is one thing.”
Zhao Jun's method was better than the method passed down by his elders. He used to lure the sable into taking the bait, so that every trap would be empty.
"Third uncle." Zhao Jun put the leather bag in his hand back into the box, and then said to Xing San: "Let's leave it like this this year. If we want to fight, we can fight again next year."
There are a lot of sables on a mountain. If we continue to fight like this, they will all be gone. Without the sables to reproduce, next year there will be no more sables.
"Yeah." Xing San nodded and said, "I think so too. I'll collect all the condoms when I go up the mountain tomorrow."
Speaking of this, Xing San smiled and said: "I guess we can still tease the two of them these days."
Hearing what Xing San said, Zhao Jun quickly warned: "Third uncle, the snow is heavy. You should pay attention when you go up the mountain."
"Don't worry, your uncle is fine." Xing San waved to Zhao Jun, then put the leather bag in his hand back into the box, then pulled the big black cloth from the kang, wrapped the box with it, and said to Zhao Jun: "
I'll give it to you before you leave. If you want to sell it, you can sell it. After that, I'll leave my share of the money with you."
"Okay, third uncle." Zhao Jun said, "If you want money, just tell me."
With that said, Zhao Jun took out the money from his pocket, counted out ten large unity sheets and gave them to Xing San, asking the old man to hold them for emergencies.
Xing San was not polite to Zhao Jun, so he took the money and pocketed it.
Then the two of them came out of the shack and prepared to eat. On the way, Zhao Jun asked Xing San, "Third uncle, how are you doing with the wood?"
The old man had always wanted to get a good piece of red pine wood to make longevity wood, and Zhao Jun also persuaded Xing San to come to Lengchang by saying that those near the water should come first.
At this time, Zhao Jun asked about this, Xing San's face showed joy, and he seemed to be happier than wearing a dozen big skins.
"Boy, please stop talking." Xing San smiled and said, "I'm spoiled for choice."
Zhao Jun smiled when he heard this and said: "Isn't that great? Is there anyone who likes it?"
"I'm quite impressed by them all." Xing San smiled so hard that Zhao Jun was startled, and then said with a wry smile: "Third uncle, that thing... it's useless to have so many of them."
"Okay, kid, don't worry." Xing San said to Zhao Jun: "I'll pick another one. They'll have to work for a while to get serious. I'll wait for them."
"Why should I be in such a hurry?" Zhao Jun secretly laughed. After accompanying Xing San to finish the meal, he went to the leng yard to check Xie Zhong's ruler for two hours, and then rushed Xie Zhong down the mountain before dark.
It was already half past two when we came out of Lengchang, and there was no time to explore the way to Laogui Touziling. In addition, Zhao Jun was carrying a small box containing large leather bags, so he asked Jie Chen to drive directly home.
More than forty minutes later, the car left the mountain range and was about to go to Yong'an Village when it saw two people riding bicycles from south to north on the road.
Judging from the route that the two men were traveling, they should be heading from Yongsheng to Yongfu. After seeing their appearance clearly, Zhao Jun pointed at the two of them and said to Jie Chen: "Little brother, stop them.
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These two people were none other than Zheng Xuekun and Zheng Donghai, father and son, both of whom were regular locals.
After eating in the forest farm canteen the day before yesterday, the Zheng family and his son followed the J car down the mountain and were sent back to Yongshengtun by Comrade JC.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This was requested by Zheng Xuekun, because their bicycles are still in Yongshengtun.
When they arrived in Yongsheng, the misunderstanding was resolved, and the two asked Qi Shengli to find someone to repair their car.
On the day they arrived, Zhao Youcai left them at the gate of the forest farm. When the two of them were walking down the mountain in the dark, Zheng Donghai fell and bent the front rim of his bicycle.
These days, few people in the mountains have bicycles, and there are no dedicated car repairmen. Qi Shengli asked the father and son to stay in the village for one night, and wait for the old man who worked in the team to come back, and then see if he could help them repair the car.
So, the Zheng family and his son lived in Tunbu again and had dinner at Qi Shengli's house. In order to express her apology, Qi Shengli's wife stewed the fish sent by Zhao Jun to them.
At the dinner table, they chatted about the Zhao family, and Zheng Donghai, who was beaten, expressed his dissatisfaction with Zhao Jun.
When Qi Shengli heard this, he hurriedly warned the Zheng family and his son that even though Zhao Jun was young, he was not someone they could mess with. Not to mention in Yong'an Tun, even in Yongsheng Tun, you two outsiders would not deal with Zhao Jun.
, it will be difficult for you all to get out of this village.
After hearing what Qi Shengli said, Zheng Donghai thought of Li Xinmin who beat him for Zhao Jun that day, and instantly stopped.
The father and son originally planned to stay in Yongsheng for one day and then leave this sad place, but they did not expect that the snow was too heavy. The Zheng family and his son followed them to shovel the snow yesterday. Fortunately, the forest farm was on holiday yesterday, and Qi Shengli helped them find someone to repair their bicycles.
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Unexpectedly, the old car repairman introduced the business to Zheng Xuekun, and the two men started collecting yellow leaves in this village.
They continued to work like this until this afternoon, when the Zheng family and his son came out from Yongsheng and rode their bicycles to Yongfutun.
This trip to Zhuanshan had to be in vain. I didn’t dare to go to Yongan, so I went to Yongfu to have a look. I couldn’t collect large items, so I could collect some yellow leaves.
But what the Zheng family and his son never expected was that they met Zhao Jun on the way from Yongsheng to Yongfu.
The Jiefang vehicle moved forward. Zheng Xuekun and Zheng Donghai hurriedly braked and got off.
Before Zheng Donghai could curse, the passenger door opened and Zhao Jun got out with a gun in hand.
It was impossible to kill them with bullets. Zhao Jun had to use the handle of his gun to beat them both.
The reason why you beat them is also very simple. If you say that your mother is a widow, doesn't that mean that Zhao Youcai is dead? Why don't you beat them?
Zhao Jun got out of the car, followed by Jie Chen, who also ran towards the Zheng family and his son with their guns in hand.
"Little brother!" Although Zhao Jun was holding the gun upside down, Zheng Xuekun was stunned when he saw Zhao Jun holding the gun.
In Zheng Xuekun's heart, the Zhao family is still a dragon's den, and Wang Meilan is either a black widow or a black bitch. Because what she said that day, Zheng Xuekun heard clearly.
Seeing Zhao Jun and Jie Chen approaching with a gun, Zheng Xuekun was so frightened that he pushed his bicycle aside and knelt down on the snow.
"Oh!" Zhao Jun couldn't stand his kneeling. He could only kill people with a nod. Besides, Zheng Xuekun was about the same age as Zhao Youcai. How could Zhao Jun dare to accept his kneeling?
Zhao Jun stepped aside, held the gun upside down with his right hand, grabbed Zheng Xuekun with his left hand and lifted it up with force, shouting: "What are you doing?"
"Little brother!" Zheng Xuekun shrank his neck in fear, clasped his fists at Zhao Jun and said: "We are blind and blind, what the hell...I will give you all the skins and money on my body, and you can let us go when it's over...huh?"
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When Zheng Xuekun was talking, he found that his son beside him was missing. At this time, Zhao Jun, Jie Chen, and Zheng Xuekun all looked south, and saw Zheng Donghai pushing his bicycle in the direction of Yongshengtun.
Zhao Jun, Jie Chen, Zheng Xuekun: "..."
After running a few steps, Zheng Donghai's foot slipped and he and the car fell heavily to the ground.
Zheng Xuekun: "..."
Zhao Jun and Jie Chen laughed loudly. Zhao Jun let go of Zheng Xuekun and said to him: "Okay, Master Zheng, it's okay. You can go."
As the same saying goes, killing people can only be done with a nod of the head. With Zheng Xuekun like this, Zhao Jun can't beat them anymore.
"Ah?" Zheng Xuekun couldn't believe his ears when he heard that Zhao Jun asked him to leave.
Seeing how frightened he looked, Zhao Jun waved his hand to Jiechen and said, "Brother, go and help that brother up and see if the card is broken."
Upon hearing this, Jie Chen put the gun on his shoulder and trotted towards Zheng Donghai.
When Jie Chen came closer, Zheng Donghai had already stood up with his knees in his hands. Others seemed fine, but the front rim of the bicycle was bent again.
"Master Zheng, where are you going?" After such a fuss, Zhao Jun no longer wanted to argue with the Zheng family and his son.
"We are going to Yongfu Village." Zheng Xuekun did not dare to lie and answered Zhao Jun honestly.
"Then you go." Zhao Jun pointed to the north and said: "You go over there. Walk four or five miles and look at the piles of branches, which are piles of firewood. Then you have arrived at the village."
"Hey, thank you, little brother!" Zheng Xuekun clasped his fists at Zhao Jun repeatedly, and then called out to Zheng Donghai. The two men could no longer ride their bikes, so they helped the bicycles go around the car and walked north in a hurry.
Seeing them leaving, Zhao Jun and Jie Chen were also about to get in the car and go home. But as soon as they opened the door, Zhao Jun saw the black cloth bundle. He immediately closed the door, walked around the front of the car and shouted: "Stand there!"
Zheng Xuekun paused, his heart suddenly raised to his throat, he carefully turned the front of the car, forced a smile, and asked: "Little brother, what else can you do?"
"Master Zheng." Zhao Jun walked up to Zheng Xuekun and said, "Let's return to the same code one by one. The past things are over. I want to ask you, can't you accept the big skin?"
"This... take it, take it!" Zheng Xuekun thought for a moment and did not dare to say that he would not take it. He tremblingly pushed the cart around the front of the car with Zheng Donghai to the passenger side, and watched Zhao Jun open the black cloth baggage.
Zhao Jun didn't hide what he was wearing from Jie Chen. On the way down the mountain, when the two brothers were chatting, Zhao Jun told Jie Chen.
Knowing that this was a large piece of leather worth more than 10,000 yuan, Jie Chen looked at the Zheng family and his son with vigilance.
The father and son of the Zheng family looked at Jie Chen holding the gun with fear on his face. After Zhao Jun opened the box, Zheng Xuekun was stunned for a moment.
"Hey, there are so many?" Zheng Xuekun picked up a leather bag, then looked at Zhao Jun and asked: "Little brother, can you open it?"
"Master Zheng." Zhao Jun raised his hand and said: "Let's really go back to the same code. What we did in the past is over. After this is over, you can look at it however you want, and accept it if you want. If you don't accept it, we will
No problem."
As he said that, Zhao Jun pointed his hands to both sides and said: "You can go to the North and South Tunnels to find out what kind of person I, Zhao Jun, am. I can't do anything like buying or selling by force."
At this moment, Wang Meilan's words about hiring a murderer still lingered in Zheng Xuekun's ears. But he chose to believe Zhao Jun. This was because Zhao Jun's words were sincere and did not seem to be false. Zheng Xuekun had been traveling all over the country for so many years, and he could still hear it.
Zheng Xuekun opened the pieces of leather and spread them out on the passenger seat. If they couldn't fit, they spread them on the snow. But they couldn't put them where the wheels were, but put them on the soft snow next to them. After letting them go, he picked up the leather and put it on the snow.
Shake it and it will be clean in an instant.
After looking at all the eleven sable pelts, Zheng Xuekun said to Zhao Jun: "Little brother, I won't fool you. I will charge you a thousand yuan for the female ones. As for the male ones, there are three big ones."
, I can give you one thousand three hundred yuan for each one. For the other three small ones, I will give you one thousand two hundred yuan each."
When Zhao Jun heard this, he realized that the price given by Zheng Xuekun was similar to what Xing San said. It was estimated that the price at the store at the foot of the mountain was also the same.
If he collects it this way, he can make a profit, and the mountaineer sells it to him. Firstly, he saves himself from running down the mountain, and secondly, he gets the money as quickly as possible. After all, every family has to live.
At this time, Zhao Jun calculated in his mind that according to Zheng Xuekun's price, the total of these eleven skins was twelve thousand five thousand.
So, following Zhao Youcai's method, Zhao Jun waved his hand to Zheng Xuekun and said: "Okay, Master Zheng, I'll pay the price you said. When it's over, you can add five hundred more and give me 13,000."