Reborn in the 1980s: I made my fortune hunting wild game in Changbai Mountain

"Come inside! Xuan Yang is in the storeroom! What happened, Jianjun? Our hunting team was targeted by another group of people as soon as we entered the mountains. After we succeeded in our hunt and came down the mountain, someone almost captured the messenger at gunpoint!"

Yue Feng blurted out all his questions.

Ye Xiaojun sighed: "My brother is in solitary confinement and hasn't come out yet! This whole thing was caused by my uncle-in-law!"

"Why are you being locked up? Is it because they sent us into the mountains to catch wild sheep?"

Upon hearing this news, Yue Feng was stunned. He considered many possibilities, but he never expected that Ye Jianjun could be put in solitary confinement.

No matter what, we have to make arrangements for the follow-up situation.

Ye Xiaojun hesitated for a second before saying, "It's no big deal to tell you. My grandfather's condition is not good, and my family is extremely worried!"
My brother is desperate and has tried everything. Besides asking you to help catch poachers, he's also put a bounty on the international black market for poachers!

In the past, these shady things were always done through agents or middlemen, but this time the matter was urgent, so we didn't have to worry about that.

As a result, someone found a pretext to use against him, and the matter escalated to the higher authorities. As a result, they had no choice but to temporarily detain my brother!

Saving my grandfather is the priority. Once we've finished this important business, I'll throw away these clothes and make those people pay the price!

At this critical juncture, they're still resorting to petty tricks, causing internal strife, vying for credit, and betraying their own side! I curse their mothers!

Hearing this, Yue Feng had a basic understanding of what was going on.

The situation was basically the same as what Grandpa Wu analyzed last night. The general direction was to catch the sheep and save the person, but some people had their own ulterior motives, which almost made the hunting team and the soldiers on the mission cannon fodder in the power struggle.

"In order to safely bring the sheep down the mountain, we hijacked the plane and also took control of the soldiers at the forward base! Can your Ye family cover this up?" Yue Feng continued to ask.

If Ye Xiaojun showed the slightest hesitation, Yue Feng would definitely not let the soldiers numbered one through five return to the team immediately. Even Yue Feng himself would probably have to hide for a while to avoid the limelight.

Ye Xiaojun shook his head without hesitation: "Don't worry about this. After you called me last night, I immediately reported to my dad and the others and made arrangements!"
Furthermore, the Wang family patriarch also gave instructions that there were no casualties and the matter has been contained internally.

Yue Feng nodded after listening: "Then I'm relieved! It's perfectly reasonable for us brothers to help each other, but I can't let myself get involved!"

"Didn't you see the situation up and down the mountain? Gun barrels were practically pointed at their heads! It made me a bit paranoid!"

Ye Xiaojun repeatedly cupped his hands in thanks: "I can't thank you enough. We've been friends for a long time. Once my grandfather gets through this, you'll see how the Ye family behaves. We definitely won't let you take so many risks for nothing!"

Yue Feng waved his hand: "No need for formalities. My uncle is recuperating in the north room, so we won't go in."

"The medicine is in the storeroom. I'll take you there. Let's go back as soon as possible so we can give the old man his medicine!"

"it is good!"

Soon, Yue Feng led Ye Xiaojun into the warehouse. Ye Xiaojun was slightly taken aback when he saw Number One guarding the room with a gun.

Yue Feng explained, "When Xuan Yang came back last night, we drew half a bowl of blood to save my Uncle Wu's life!"
He's a little lethargic now; I just gave him some lightly salted water! You should carry him back, preferably by air; it should be in time!

Ye Xiaojun carefully examined the sheep and nodded after confirming that it was still alive but had been pecked blind.

"Then we'll be going now. Master, load the hanging sheep onto the cart!"

At a shout, two soldiers behind Ye Xiaojun stepped forward, carried the hanging sheep out, and then loaded it directly onto the vehicle.

"Brother Feng, we're leaving! I'll contact you later!"

"Brother Jianjun, how long until we're free again? What about those soldiers who went on missions?" Yue Feng asked.

"Take a few days off, consider it a vacation! My brother will contact you after he gets out, in three to five days at most!"

"Okay, be careful on the road!"

"gone!"

……

Watching the car drive away, Yue Feng finally felt completely relieved.

Yue Feng's lips curled up slightly as he turned to look at Number One beside him.

"See? Did you hear that? Once I make a promise to you, I will never go back on it!"

Number One nodded: "I was being a bit too cautious! You have to understand our difficulties, boss!"

Being blamed for missions is not uncommon here; often, we have no choice in the matter!
We're just ordinary kids. If we lose these clothes, we'll have no choice but to go back to our hometown and toil in the fields for food!

Yue Feng grinned: "Haha, you still call me leader?"
I consider ourselves comrades-in-arms who have been through life and death together. Let me formally introduce myself: my name is Yue Feng!

"Jiang Tianming!"

Number One stretched out his large, broad hand and firmly grasped Yue Feng's hand.

"The Ye family aren't people who do menial tasks. Once Young Master Ye contacts me, I'll definitely put in a good word for you!"

"We also need to report on the prisoners at the camp and the bear poachers on the mountain. If this drags on, people will suffer a lot!" Jiang Tianming reminded them at the right time.

"Yes, don't worry about that. I mentioned it when I called last night, and Ye Xiaojun has already arranged for someone to follow up and coordinate!"
Take a few days to relax! I'll take you all for a stroll around Fengcheng, our own territory!

"Row!"

……

Around 6 a.m. that morning, after everyone had breakfast, Yue Feng went into the house to check on Grandpa Wu's condition again.

After taking the medicine and digesting it overnight, the old man's complexion and condition improved significantly.

Xiaowu served him breakfast. He drank a bowl of porridge and ate half a steamed bun. His appetite had increased significantly compared to the previous days.

With the mission considered over, Yue Feng and Xiao Tao discussed it and decided to say goodbye to the old man before taking a few soldiers back to Fengcheng.

"Uncle, if there's nothing else, we plan to head back soon! Is there anything else you'd like to tell us?" Yue Feng entered the house respectfully, greeted Wu Keji, and said goodbye.

Wu Keji leaned against the pile of quilts, half-lying down: "I'm fine here, don't worry!"

Don't tell your master about my injury. I'll come visit you all on the mountain after I've recovered a bit!

Yue Feng nodded: "Okay! There's one more thing. This time when we went up the mountain, we seized a few AK47 rifles from the bear poachers! We don't need them, so we'll leave them to you!"

How many strokes?

"Eight or nine! They've dropped all the other supplies, but they haven't thrown away the guns and ammunition!"

"Alright, stay! The Ginseng Gang is short a few handy weapons for the people going up the mountain!"
"By the way, your wife's due soon, right?"

"Hmm! Late September, there's still a little while!"

"Xiao Wu, wrap up my ginseng and take it back to Xiao Feng for future use!" Wu Keji called out.

Soon, Xiao Wu entered the house with a ginseng root that looked quite peculiar.

The thickest part of the ginseng is about the thickness of a thumb, and its body and stem form a standard "人" shape. The skin has a mature texture, and its color is yellowish with an oily sheen, clearly indicating that it is no ordinary ginseng.

The rhizome is winding and twisted, and the slender roots are covered with densely packed small pearl-like bumps. Some of the original root parts have been cut off, and the cross-sections are quite neat.

There are about two-thirds of the whole ginseng left.

"Grandpa, what are you doing..." Yue Feng waved his hands repeatedly.

Wu Keji said in a deep voice: "This is an old ginseng that I obtained a few years ago. It must be at least 180 years old!"
I was only able to hold on until you came back because I was kept alive by ginseng roots!

Between us men, there's no need for unnecessary formalities.

For women, childbirth is akin to experiencing life and death; it's never a bad thing to be more prepared.

I definitely won't need this ginseng for the time being. Cutting off the roots will deplete its energy, and its efficacy will gradually diminish if left unused.

"After giving birth, I'll use this ginseng to nourish the mother and help her recover faster. If I recover quickly, I'll definitely go to my grandson's one-month celebration!"

Having said all that, Yue Feng didn't stand on ceremony with Grandpa Wu.

Although this ginseng is not whole, it was cut and used in a short time, so its medicinal effects have not yet dissipated, making it quite valuable.

Yue Feng would accept anything that could benefit a pregnant woman's postpartum recovery.

"Okay, then I'll accept it! Thank you on Xiaona's behalf!" Yue Feng said solemnly.

"Go away, go away, what's with the thanks! This old man's messy account with you is best left unresolved! Remember, don't tell your master about my injury!"

"Let's go, your family has been missing you all this time!"

"I'm leaving!"

……

After bidding farewell to Wu Keji, Yue Feng left the Wu family compound with Bing Ge.

Xiao Wu found two horse-drawn carriages, carrying five soldiers, plus Yue Feng, Xiao Tao, Gouzi, Falcon, and a bunch of other odds and ends.

To be honest, Yue Feng was quite eager to go home, after all, he had been away for so long.

Unfortunately, the carriage was slow, so they had to patiently make their way back little by little.

I left home around 7 a.m. and took a horse-drawn carriage back to my hometown, Xing'an Village, around 11 a.m.

Compared to the ostentatious display of cars that always brought me home from missions before, this time the return journey was much less impressive.

However, the five soldiers, each carrying a Type 81 rifle and wearing standard uniforms, possessed a unique air of authority.

The carriage entered the village and, guided by Yue Feng, quickly arrived at the new house.

Hearing the commotion, Wang Xiaona and her mother-in-law came out to greet them.

"Xiao Na, Mom! We're back!"

Yue Feng took his bag off his shoulder and grinned at his family.

Wang Xiaona had been on tenterhooks the whole time she had been away from home without even making a phone call.

Now that the pillar of the family has returned, he immediately came out to greet them with a joyful expression, supporting his back.

"Have you had lunch yet? Look at your face, it's all sunburned, you look like a lump of coal!"

Yue Feng felt his wife's soft fingertips caressing his face, and grinned, revealing a set of white teeth: "I ate breakfast! I came back by carriage! I haven't had lunch yet. What else do we have at home? Make some more."

A few of my soldier friends are coming to stay with us for a few days!

Hearing this, Wang Xiaona glanced at the entrance to the courtyard and said, "Quickly, come inside! Welcome to our home!"

"Mom, Xiaofeng's friend is coming over, but he hasn't had lunch yet. Can you get him some food?"

The five soldiers were warmly ushered into the living room of the north room, where tea and water were served, and the kitchen staff immediately got busy preparing.

Number One had been observing Yue Feng's new home since entering, and now, sitting in the living room chair, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The brick house in the mountain village looks a bit out of place from the outside, but once you go inside and see the furnishings, you can't help but marvel at how impressive its history and culture are.

Refrigerators, color TVs, washing machines—even city dwellers' houses don't compare to Yue Feng's. (End of Chapter)