Reborn in 1985, starting from the mountains of Northwest China

The middle-aged man withdrew his gaze and pulled a red-covered notebook from the bookshelf, which was filled with dense records of the purchase prices of various items.

He searched carefully, then took out his abacus and repeatedly calculated to ensure there were no problems before giving his quote:

"A pair of forelegs is 150, hindlegs are 80. The bear bile is of good quality, I'll give you 600. If this kind of bear skin didn't have bullet holes, it would be worth 300. But now it's only worth 200, making it a total of 1030 yuan!"

The middle-aged man also breathed a sigh of relief; he rarely did such a large business all year round!

Old Huang must have had incredible luck this time, managing to hunt such a top-quality bear, which is equivalent to the income of other hunters for one or two years!

Old Huang was quite satisfied with the price. He gave Chen Feng a wink, seeking his opinion.

This surprised the middle-aged man; it seemed he had underestimated the young man.

It seems he's quite skilled; it's very likely that two people worked together to defeat this bear.

"Young man, my price is extremely fair! If you don't believe me, you can ask your uncle. Or you can go ask around elsewhere. I can't guarantee anything else, but outside of the provincial capital, you won't find a buyer offering a higher price than me!"

Chen Feng urgently needed money and didn't have time to go to the provincial capital to compare prices: "Is this payment due immediately or will it take some time?"

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment and said, "Logically speaking, anything over five hundred needs to be discussed in a meeting before a final decision can be made, and it will take at least half a month to give you an answer. However, this bear is truly exceptional. If you can make a decision today, you can collect the money later."

Chen Feng had no further objections and nodded to Lao Huang.

But Lao Huang added, "Couldn't it be a little higher? My nephew's family urgently needs money; we've been cooperating for so many years!"

The middle-aged man shook his head helplessly: "If it were my own business, given our relationship, I'd take it for 1,100. But state-owned enterprises have many rules, and there are many things I can't decide! 1,030 is really my limit!"

Without further ado, Lao Huang signed the acquisition agreement and prepared to take Chen Feng to collect the money.

"Uncle, do you buy bear meat here?" Chen Feng asked, still unwilling to give up, even though he knew they didn't.

The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, but quickly dimmed: "No, you can try asking at the state-run restaurants; they might need it."

Chen Feng nodded, sincerely thanked the other party, and then went out to get the money with Lao Huang.

After receiving the money, the two hurriedly left the purchasing station, as it was too crowded and inconvenient to divide the money there.

They drove around in circles for ages before finally finding a secluded spot to divide the money. Old Huang carefully counted the thick wad of ten-yuan notes several times to make sure there were no problems before handing it to Chen Feng.

"Count them yourself, so I don't miscalculate!"

Chen Feng counted the money again. This was his father's life-saving money, so he had to be extremely careful. Under normal circumstances, he would have simply accepted it.

"No problem, five hundred and fifteen yuan each."

"That's fine then. Are you going to the hospital first, or go back to the village and bring the bear meat over to sell?"

Chen Feng thought for a moment: "Let's go back to the village and sell the goods to make money first. Going to the hospital now will only add to their burden."

Old Huang rode his tricycle around the farmers' market again and sold the potatoes he had brought. Although he only made two yuan, he couldn't take them back with him.

"By the way, didn't the town give you back the 300 yuan bonus?"

"That money can only be released after the case is closed, and there's nothing Director Yang can do about it. He even had an argument with the county about it, but rules are rules."

He felt bad about it and lent me fifty yuan.

Old Huang nodded vigorously: "Director Yang is indeed a good man. Our town is lucky to have him! He's only been here a few months, but he's already taken care of so many local thugs!"

Chen Feng agreed, noting that Director Yang was upright and exceptionally responsible in his work.

The Zhao family has really suffered a major setback this time. They no longer need to worry about their few acres of land being coveted. They can plant some things in the spring to supplement their income.

Chen Feng knew that there were several cash crops that were quite valuable, much more profitable than simply growing grain.

He's currently short 200 yuan. If selling the bear meat isn't enough, he'll have to sell his bicycle to raise the money.

He didn't feel it was a pity, but Old Huang sighed deeply: "I think that bicycle is really good. It's made in Shanghai, and the quality is high!"

My dad even stood guard on Nanjing Road when Shanghai was liberated!

"When we have money in the future, I'll take you to see not only Shanghai, but also England and France."

"You're a real braggart, you're definitely got the knack for business. It's a good thing you're on the right track, otherwise with that mouth of yours, you could easily fool someone and they'd still be counting money for you."

Old Huang chatted with Chen Feng the whole way. He could tell that the other man was under a lot of pressure lately, so he made a joke to cheer him up.

Chen Feng felt much more relaxed. The casual conversation between the men was indeed a good way to pass the time. They were almost at Chenjiagou.

Do you have things like a weight or a cleaver at home?

"No," Chen Feng replied. He hadn't been a hunter for more than a few days and hadn't had time to purchase many basic tools.

"Then let's go to my house first, and then we'll go to the county to sell meat together. Don't give me any of the money yet; use it to raise enough money for your father's medical treatment."

Chen Feng was deeply moved and planned to repay Lao Huang properly when he had the chance in the future.

After the two of them had prepared all the necessary tools, they were ready to set off again. Lin Xiu looked at her husband with heartache.

Chen Feng had clearly lost a lot of weight in the past few days, so she insisted that he eat before setting off.

Otherwise, she was really worried that the other person would be exhausted.

As Chen Feng ate his noodles, he was worried about how to sell the bear meat.

Although the purchasing station worker told him the locations of several state-run restaurants in the county, those large restaurants would not easily purchase ingredients not on their menus.

It's unrealistic to ask them to add a bear meat dish to their menu, since they only have 300 pounds of bear meat.

Once sold out, that's it; lacking a stable supply, the other party naturally won't accept it.

He had carefully observed the situation at the farmers' market earlier, and found that most of the food was pork and chicken, which are more in line with the eating habits of people in Shaanxi Province.

Almost no one buys beef, and although mutton can be used to make paomo (pita bread soaked in mutton soup), it is still too extravagant for most people.

Many people have probably never even heard of his own bear meat, let alone expected him to buy it in large quantities.

The temperature is gradually rising now, and Chen Feng estimates that this batch of meat can only be sold for another three to five days at most.