Reborn in 1985, starting from the mountains of Northwest China

"Of course we'll sell it. You think you have too much money?"

Chen Feng made a joke, knowing that while connections are useful, one shouldn't rely on them too much; often, one still has to expand the market on their own.

Otherwise, if you always rely on others, you will only be manipulated by them, and in the long run, you will not be able to grow.

This is also why he didn't ask Director Yang or Mayor Wei for help. If he couldn't even handle such a small matter, they would only lower their opinion of him.

Human relationships can only last when both parties are equal; if one only takes, they will soon be worn away.

Chen Feng first went to the gate of the steel plant to wait. The workers there did hard work, so the demand for meat was relatively high.

Fearing passersby might miss it, he specially found a piece of cardboard that read: Fresh bear meat, 1.4 yuan per jin! Quality guaranteed, fair dealing for all ages!

Chen Feng and Lao Huang waited for a while, and then they saw the workers coming out of the factory one after another.

They were in groups of three or five, chatting and laughing. Some workers were riding bicycles home from get off work, and the girls on the back of the bicycles were all quite pretty.

Steelworkers in those days were highly sought-after in the marriage market. Parents were incredibly proud if their daughters married into such a family!

"Fresh bear meat, smells amazing! Don't miss it, or you'll have to wait another year!"

Chen Feng kept calling out his wares in different ways, and Old Huang, unable to bear the occasional stares from passersby, simply found a place to sit down.

His calls quickly attracted a large crowd to his tricycle.

"Is it really bear meat?"

"It definitely doesn't look like pork. I wonder if it tastes good?"

"Does the handsome guy have a girlfriend?"

Some bold girls even asked Chen Feng about his marital status, to which he quickly explained, "I already have a son and a daughter. Today I'm only selling bear meat, nothing else."

Fearing that others wouldn't believe it was bear meat, he simply took out the bear head as well, which startled everyone around him.

"It really is a bear! It looks so fierce!"

"Boss, how did you catch it?"

Chen Feng, undeterred, vividly recounted how he caught the bear. To avoid frightening customers, he specially adapted the story of Wu Song fighting the tiger.

In this story, Chen Feng drank two jin of baijiu (a type of Chinese liquor), took his ancestral Green Dragon Crescent Blade, and went up the back mountain alone to fight a bear for three hundred rounds.

The story was quite dramatic, eliciting gasps of surprise from the girls from time to time.

Old Huang curled his lip, thinking, "This kid's really good at bragging. Next time he encounters a bear, he should let him take a knife and fight it one-on-one."

However, as Chen Feng explained, the surrounding customers quickly snapped up the remaining bear meat.

There's no way around it, Chen Feng's emotional appeal is just too strong. If he were to brag about this bear meat to his friends and family, I don't know how many cheers he would receive!

Moreover, Chen Feng's pork was cheap, almost the same price as pork.

Chen Feng did not exaggerate his claims in order to sell the bear meat. Instead, he patiently explained to each customer how to cook and process it after taking it home.

This is what he just learned from a chef at the state-run restaurant, using two pounds of bear meat.

"Old Huang, we've sold out of meat. Let's go find a restaurant and have a meal!"

"Isn't this Master Chen? When we get back to the village, I'll definitely tell everyone about your glorious deeds!"

"Old Huang, stop messing around," Chen Feng said, somewhat embarrassed. If word got out that he was talking nonsense to an acquaintance like this, he would be in real trouble!

"Haha, just kidding! Shall we have a drink later?"

"Okay! But I can't drink too much, I have important business to attend to later."

Chen Feng found a place that served mutton stew with bread in the middle. He liked the soup to be served with the bread in the middle and more soup in the middle.

Old Huang prefers dry-soaked bread; there's hardly any mutton soup in the bowl, only pieces of bread soaked in broth, which are chewy and delicious.

Prices have started to rise this year. A bowl used to cost only 40 cents, but now a regular one costs 60 cents, and a premium one costs a dollar!

"Money is worth less each year than before, but it's still just as hard for us to earn money as it used to be."

Chen Fengshen agreed. With the development of the times, the once impressive households with 10,000 yuan have gradually become commonplace. Later on, 10,000 yuan couldn't even buy the area of ​​a toilet!

"Old Huang, can you hunt wild goats?"

"You also want to open a mutton restaurant?" He had eaten Chen Feng's braised large intestines before, and they really looked authentic!

"I don't have that idea yet," Chen Feng knew his own limitations. He was fine with doing a side job occasionally, but if he really wanted to open a restaurant, his mediocre skills wouldn't be enough.

"I'm thinking that in the future we can bring in a batch of meat every week to sell, based on the tastes of the workers in the county. As long as we have our own sales channels, we won't have to worry about making money."

After all, not everyone is as kind-hearted as Wang Hui, only taking 20%; most people earn at least half.

Chen Feng continued his analysis: "From now on, we'll sell the higher-end items to Wang Hui. The other, more common items can be sold on our own. Once the business grows, we can start buying game from other hunters in the village, and that will definitely make us a lot of money."

Old Huang understood some of it, but not all of it: "You decide on the business matters. If you need any help, just tell me."

"Okay, from now on I'll charge you the highest market price! In addition, I'll give you 20% of the net profit."

Old Huang was originally prepared to refuse, but he knew Chen Feng's personality and was unwilling to let an acquaintance suffer a loss.

"Then let's do it your way!"

After finishing their meal, Chen Feng and Lao Huang bought some fruit from a roadside vendor and then rushed to the hospital.

Looking at his father's gaunt face, tears streamed down his face. He realized he had been too careless.

When I first carried him on my back, I already felt that his weight was abnormally low, but I didn't think about it in that way!

After my father's surgery, I must bring everyone in the family to the hospital for a check-up, and then have them re-examined every six months thereafter.

This time he was lucky; he happened to kill a bear. What if he hadn't made any money from selling the bear?

Chen Feng couldn't even imagine how desperate he would feel!

"Third brother, why are you crying? Listen to me, we're not going to waste this money!"

Chen Feng held his father's hand, composing himself, "Dad, just focus on your treatment. I've raised enough money!"

Chen Jun and Liu Xia, sitting in the hospital room, stared at Chen Feng in disbelief, their voices trembling as they said, "Really? That's seven hundred yuan!"

"Don't worry, I've raised enough. After splitting the money with Brother Huang, I still have 850 yuan left!"

Chen Jun's breath hitched. This was a huge sum of money that he never dared to dream of. His younger brother had managed to scrape together the money in just a few days!

Moreover, it was earned through his own abilities, not by selling houses or land!

Liu Xia burst into tears. She couldn't bear to think about how much hardship and danger her lazy third son had endured to raise this money!