Looking at the sika deer carcass on the ground, Chu Heng's eyes suddenly lit up. This thing is full of treasures. From the head to the heels, there is nothing that cannot be used. It is a real treasure beast.
Deer teeth detoxify and relieve pain, deer marrow replenishes yang and produces sperm, venison replenishes the five internal organs, regulates qi and blood, deer kidney replenishes the kidneys, strengthens yang and also releases milk, deer whip... well, it's a replenishment anyway!
Just in time, I bought it to replenish Xiao Ni’s health!
He squatted down and pulled the deer carcass, and soon found a bullet hole in the deer's head. Then he looked elsewhere and found no other wounds.
It looked like he was killed with one shot.
"What a pity!"
Chu Heng looked at the deer carcass with one hind leg missing, and shook his head regretfully. The skin was incomplete, otherwise it could have been used as a mat.
But there was something that made him happy, and that was that the body had not been disemboweled, which meant that all the internal organs were still there. Those were greatly supplemented, and it would be a bit unsightly if they were missing.
Chu Heng gently patted the deer corpse and stood up, then looked at the owners of the deer corpse, three powerful men.
There were one old man and two young men, the two young ones looked to be around 20, one was taller than the other, the older man looked to be in his forties, and he was carrying a shotgun, with a pair of sharp eyes on his dark and fierce face.
Eagle Eye gives people a very dangerous feeling.
At this time, the three of them were anxiously comparing prices with the buyers gathered in front of the stall with pale faces. They all refused to give in, and there was a stalemate for a while.
Chu Heng smiled and said: "Brothers, how many kilograms of this deer is left?"
The middle-aged man among the three was stunned for a moment when he heard this, turned to look at the handsome young man with a Jingli accent, and said loudly: "There are still sixty-eight pounds left!"
"I want them all, four yuan a pound, right?" Chu Heng was like a silly son of a landlord. Without saying a word, he took out a wad of money from his body and started counting the money.
"he...tui!"
Everyone in the venue was stunned when they saw this guy counting money in a "swipe, swipe, swipe" manner.
Where did this high-roller come from?!
Sixty-eight pounds, more than 270 yuan!
Can you finish it after buying so much?
Several customers who were really interested in buying meat looked at Chu Heng angrily, "Damn it, we were just about to lower the price, but you suddenly intervened and deliberately caused trouble!"
The more they thought about it, the angrier they became, and the guy's accent didn't sound like a local one, so they looked at Chu Heng with evil eyes, wanting to teach this foreigner a lesson.
But just when they were about to reach out and push, the middle-aged man among the three stall owners suddenly stood in front of them, staring at them with eagle-like eyes, and said coldly: "You want to interfere with my business."
?”
The movements of several people froze for a moment. They looked at the man's arms that could run horses, and then looked at the gun on his body. After looking at each other, they turned around and disappeared into the crowd.
"Here, two hundred and seventy-two, you count." At this time, Chu Heng also checked the money and handed the thick wad of banknotes to the Chinese characters with a smile.
The man hurriedly took the money, quickly counted twelve yuan from it and handed it back. The ferocious expression on his face quickly turned into a simple and honest one, and he said with a smile: "You can't count it like that. Some of the offal can't be eaten. I'll give you two hundred and six."
"Be particular about it!"
Chu Heng raised his eyebrows and looked deeply at the middle-aged man. After taking the money, he picked up the deer carcass on the ground and carried it on his body without saying anything. He called Wan Xiaotian to leave quickly.
The people at the stall looked at the two people carrying large and small packages and talked quietly.
"I just saw it, that guy still has hundreds of dollars on hand!"
"Good guy, how can you go out and carry so much money? You're not afraid of people stealing it!"
"These two people seem to be from Beijing."
"Are all people in Beijing so rich?"
"Shit, I have a relative in the capital who is so poor that he can't even open the pot!"
…
Not long after Chu Heng left this stall, he returned to Yang Qing.
At this time, the boy had sold most of the clothes. When they came over, Yang Qing was happily counting the money.
Chu Heng walked over, glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Hey, it must be more than ten yuan. It's a lot to sell."
"Business is good today." Yang Qingmei put the money away with a smile. When she looked up, she saw that he was carrying a deer. He quickly got up and helped unload it and put it on the ground. He then ran to help Wan Xiaotian unload the things, and finally pointed at the deer on the ground.
Zhi curiously asked: "Why did you buy so many?"
"Sister-in-law, you are not pregnant. Eat more to replenish your health." Chu Heng twisted his neck and glanced at the clothes and hats hanging on the branches. Except for one missing pair of clothes and pants, the rest were basically not moved.
He wondered: "This hat hasn't been sold yet? It shouldn't be difficult to sell, right?"
"hehe."
Yang Qinghan smiled and sat down next to him. He took out the big front door that Chu Heng had given him before from his pocket and opened it. After walking around, he smiled and said: "You sold it just after you left, but the boy didn't have any
So much money, I took it home."
When Chu Heng heard this, he looked at the time and saw that it was already past two o'clock. He frowned and said, "It's already past time and the show is about to end. Can anyone still come? If not, let's leave."
"Yes, he can't trick me." Yang Qing looked determined.
"Then just wait."
Chu Heng shook his head and said nothing more. As soon as the topic changed, he started chatting with Wan Xiaotian and Yang Qing.
Just like that, half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
The number of people in Pigeon Market began to gradually decrease, and some stall owners even closed their stalls and left.
Seeing this, Chu Heng couldn't help but said to Yang Qing again: "Let's go, the market has dispersed, I guess I won't be able to come."
"I already promised them. If they can't find me when they come, that's bad. Just wait a little longer, brother." Yang Qing scratched his head in embarrassment.
"You are a stubborn thing." Chu Heng stretched his legs helplessly, and after doing brickwork for a long time, his legs were numb.
"brother!"
At this moment, a young man who was sweating profusely ran over panting, squatted down and said apologetically: "I... I'm really sorry. I went back and woke up my old man. Waiting for him to sleep...
…I sneaked out after I fell asleep.”
"It's okay, it's okay. Do you have enough money?" Yang Qing gave Chu Heng a look, look at it, I said you can come.
"this……"
The young man was a little embarrassed and took out the broken banknotes that were clenched into a ball from his pocket. There were some pieces of money in one piece and some in small pieces: "After rummaging for a long time, I found four and a half yuan."
Yang Qing's face was startled, and then he showed a look of displeasure. Just when he was about to say something, the young man took out seven or eight silver coins from his pocket and placed them on the stall: "I remembered that you also collect silver coins.
Do you think these are worth fifty cents?"
"Let me take a look." Yang Qing picked up the silver coins on the stall, picked them up one by one in a decent manner, blew on them, put them to his ears, listened, then carefully looked at the quality, and then nodded and said: "I'll take it!"
"Thanks, buddy!" The young man suddenly became happy. He quickly stood up and took off the hat hanging on the branch. He touched the five-pointed star on it happily and said, "Then can I take it?"
"The hat is yours." Yang Qing also looked happy. He made money from both sides in this transaction, and there was a price difference between the hat and the silver dollar.
"Okay!"
The young man put his hat on his head, turned around and left. However, after walking a few steps, he turned back and squatted in front of Yang Qing who was about to pack up his things. He took out a small yellow croaker from his pocket and said, "Brother, forget
