Northeast Golden Gradient Treats My Home as a Confinement Center

Chapter 128 Someone is stealing the business!
BS City, Municipal G Public Security Bureau.

Jiang Shan sat at her workstation, supporting her chin with one hand and spinning a pen with the other hand boredly. Her cell phone lit up and her expression lit up with joy. She unlocked it and took a look at it, then put it down with a look of disappointment.

With a beep, WeChat rang. She quickly unlocked it and found it was just a message from a work group. She pouted quickly and put the phone down, looking very dejected.

The two female detectives in the office watched this scene with great interest. It was the first time for them to see Officer Jiang so upset.

"Who are you waiting for news from, little rich girl? Are you dating?"

"This is the first time I've seen Officer Jiang like this. Which handsome boy has stolen Officer Jiang's heart?"

"Stop talking, the director is coming in."

"..."

"Comrades, we received a call from the Baishan Town Police Station. Some villagers reported that a tiger had come down the mountain. Who among you is willing to go there?" the director said in a loud voice.

While speaking, his eyes fell on Jiang Shan intentionally or unintentionally.

"Baishan Town? Isn't this where Officer Jiang's grandmother lives?"

Seeing that Jiang Shan didn't respond, the director continued:

"This time there are two cases. There is also a case of selling wild animals. The first person who reported the case happened to be in the same village, called Wooden House Village."

When Jiang Shan heard the director mention "Wooden House Village", she stood up from her workstation.

"Oh my gosh!" Jiang Shan shouted.

"No, Officer Jiang, why are you so nervous?"

"That's right. Isn't your grandmother's home in Stone House Village? Do you have any acquaintances in Wooden House Village?"

The two colleagues frowned, very puzzled.

"Am I... am I nervous?" Jiang Shan's cheeks suddenly turned red, with two blushes appearing.

"Director, isn't that right?" The two colleagues looked as if they knew what was going on.

The director said happily:
"I heard that there is a tiger breeder in the wooden house village. His name is Shen Xing. He is quite famous. A reporter from the provincial TV station wants to interview him."

"Ah, the TV reporter wants to interview Shen Xing, why?" Jiang Shan asked curiously.

"Officer Jiang, you do have acquaintances in Muwu Village. Is he your boyfriend? Bring him to the city someday and let us have a look."

"That's right, I really want to see what this handsome guy is capable of. He actually won over the most beautiful girl in our city's top security bureau!"

The two colleagues joked.

"No...it's not what you think..." Officer Jiang's face turned even redder, and he looked embarrassed, and he quickly explained.

"Don't you watch the news? Veterinarian Shen is a capable man. He cured the rare disease of the red-crowned crane. The Minister of Agriculture called him personally and said he wanted to reward him. Now the reporter from the provincial TV station is on the way."

The director spoke, and Jiang Shan was surprised to hear what he said.

It's only been a few days since I last saw you. How could Veterinarian Shen be so amazing? He cured the rare disease of the red-crowned cranes? The Minister of Agriculture called him personally? A reporter from the provincial TV station even went to his house to interview him?
"This..." Jiang Shan was a little confused. Is Shen Xing's medical skills so amazing? Is this true?

"Since Officer Jiang is willing to go, let Officer Jiang handle these two cases. You are familiar with that village." The director looked at Jiang Shan and smiled meaningfully.

"Director, I promise to complete the task!"

Jiang Shan was a little embarrassed. She grabbed the police hat from the desk, put it on, picked up the car keys and left.

"Senior Sister, is there a case? Where are you going?" Seeing Jiang Shan going out, a tall policeman hurriedly caught up with her.

"Drive to Muwu Village in Baishan Town." Jiang Shan threw the keys to the tall man.

"Why is it this village again..."

When the tall guy heard the name, he felt unwell. The last time he went there, he was knocked unconscious by a wild boar, and he was traumatized by it.

Moreover, he didn't like the man named "Veterinarian Shen". There was no reason, he just didn't like Senior Sister Jiang staying with him!
"Forget it if you don't want to go. Just give the key back to me." Jiang Shan said coldly.

"Go, go, I'll drive now!"

……

Hou San was a peddler who sold meat along the street, mainly pork, beef and mutton.

He often rides a black Wuyang motorcycle with two baskets on the back seat filled with pork, beef, mutton, and sometimes some fresh vegetables.

"Why can't I get through to Master Niu on the phone?"

Hou San called the pig butcher Niu Er and planned to buy some freshly slaughtered pork from him to sell.

No one answered Niu Er's call, so he called Niu Er's senior brother Zhu Huowang, but still no one answered.

There was no other choice, Hou San had to go to Niu Er's house in person. He and Niu Er were old friends. He usually bought meat from Niu Er, then put it in a basket and rode his bike to various villages to sell it.

Hou San came to Niu Er's house and found that the door was closed and sealed with a seal from the town's Public Security Bureau.

"Oh, has Niu Er committed a crime?" Hou San shouted in surprise.

Afterwards, he rode his bike to the next door, which was the home of Niu Er's senior brother Zhu Huowang. As a result, the door of Zhu Huowang's house was also closed and sealed.

"I wonder why I can't get through to these two brothers on the phone. They are so emotional."

Hou San shook his head. However, there were more butchers like Niu Er and his brothers in the town, so Hou San rode his bike to an old friend in the next village and bought a pig and two large pork elbows.

I have to say that Hou San's domestically produced Wuyang motorcycle is really sturdy. He has had it for seven or eight years and has driven countless kilometers on it. Except for the fact that the back seat was slightly deformed due to being pressed, there has been no other problems.

"Let's go to the wooden house village first."

Hou San has his own business acumen. There are no butchers in Muwu Village, and not many people raise pigs. Most of the villagers are left-behind elderly people, so meat is easy to sell.

"Pork for sale. Freshly slaughtered pork. Selling at a low price!"

"Pork for sale. Freshly slaughtered pork. Selling at a low price!"

……

Muwu Village is located at the foot of Changbai Mountain. It is relatively remote and there are not many cars passing by. Basically, as long as Hou San steps on the accelerator of his Wuyang SUV and shouts, villagers will come out of their homes and bring money to buy meat.

But today, Hou San felt something was very strange. He shouted until his throat was smoking, but no one came out to buy his meat.

Occasionally, a few people heard him hawking his wares. He would ask the fellow villagers if they wanted meat, saying that the pork was freshly slaughtered and he would sell it to them at a low price. The old man would just wave his hand and say that he had enough at home.

When Hou San heard this, he was like, "There's already one at home? Someone got there first and stole his business!"

Hou San has been working as an errand boy for more than ten years. He is responsible for more than a dozen villages in the Changbai Mountain area and Baishan Town.

There were not many dry goods merchants in that era. After all, they had to work in the sun and rain, in the wind and rain, and they had to get up early to purchase goods. Once the goods arrived, they had to sell them quickly, otherwise the meat would go bad if left for too long.

This is not the end. Changbai Mountain is vast and sparsely populated. The distance between villages is sometimes more than ten kilometers, and the whole road is muddy and bumpy, making it difficult to ride.

Therefore, there is a rule in the peddler circle that one person is responsible for one or two towns, and each sells his own goods without interfering with each other.

Today, Hou San came to Muwu Village to sell meat, but someone got there first and sold the meat to his fellow villagers. Isn't this stealing Hou San's business?

Hou San couldn't help it!

At this moment, he happened to catch a glimpse of a fellow villager on the road, holding a bag in his hand and walking home with a smile on his face.

Hou San had sharp eyes and could tell at a glance that the bag was filled with meat!
Hou San became anxious and hurriedly rode his bike to catch up with his fellow villager.

"My fellow villager, where did you buy this meat?" Hou San asked.

"It's Mr. Shen from the east end of the village." The old man said with a smile.

"Let me tell you, this meat is very good, chewy and tasty." The fellow said with a smile, squinting his eyes.

"It's chewy and tastes good?" Hou San was stunned when he heard it.

Can the pork be chewy? And still taste good?
"Uncle, can you let me see this meat?"

The old man was generous and opened the bag to let Hou San have a look.

Hou San looked down and realized that this was not pork at all. It was covered in bloody hair and black meat, with almost no fat.

Hou San is an old hand at selling meat, and he can tell at a glance that this meat is top-quality mixed pork!
The so-called hybrid pork is a species that is a hybrid of wild boar and domestic pig. It looks neither like a wild boar nor a domestic pig. The meat is chewy and tastes good.

There are many wild boars in Changbai Mountain. Wild boars often come down the mountain and kidnap sows. When the sows are pregnant, they give birth to piglets with wild boar genes.

These piglets, because they are raised in the village, are no longer wild boars, but are evolving towards domestic pigs.

Hou San was dumbfounded. He went to more than a dozen villages every day and worked hard to sell meat. Now someone was stealing his business?

"Uncle, where is the home of Boss Shen at the east end of the village?" Hou San asked curiously. He decided to go and see what the fun was and kick this damn meat stall!

"Just walk along this road, this is the last one." The old man patiently pointed out the direction to Hou San.

"But young man, I advise you to ride faster, otherwise the meat will be sold out if you are late."

When Hou San heard this, he was shocked. How could the meat business be so popular?

Hou San is a businessman. He keenly smelled a business opportunity that could make a lot of money!
However, he was more curious about where the butcher got the mixed pork from.
Hou San rode his bike along the road and soon arrived at the east end of the village.

As soon as I arrived at the east end of the village, I saw a crowd of people in front of me. There was a handsome young man chopping meat with a meat cleaver, and next to him was a burly man helping him.

Hou San narrowed his eyes and looked towards the stall. It would have been fine if he hadn’t looked, but he was shocked when he did!
On the stall, there was a huge pig covered with black hair lying straight on the ground! It weighed more than 200 kilograms!

Blood was gushing out of the pig's throat.

"Oh my god, such a big pig!"

Hou San opened his eyes wide and shouted in surprise.

"Boss Shen, I want five kilograms."

"Boss Shen, I want all four pork legs. How much?"

"Boss Shen, give me a fan. I'm going to celebrate my father-in-law's 80th birthday tomorrow!"

"..."

The yard where pork was sold was crowded with people and business was booming.

Seeing this scene, Hou San's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Damn it, he actually stole my business!"

(End of this chapter)