Fishing and Hunting 82, Starting with Three Sisters Who Overprotect Their Brothers

A turtle weighing over two pounds can be bought for 2.5 yuan per pound by the supply and marketing cooperative. If sold in the market or a state-run restaurant, it could probably fetch 4 yuan per pound.

To know.

He had been busy for several days and only had fourteen yuan in cash. After selling the turtle, he could consider buying many of the things he had wanted to buy before.

But if given to the right person, it can be even more valuable.

There is a large river near Chishongtun, but it is still a relatively inland area, far from major rivers, so turtles are not commonly seen.

People in Northeast China have known since ancient times that this stuff is very nutritious.

Finding the right channel to deliver it is much more useful than ten or so yuan; it's just that we need to figure out where to deliver it.

"Let's let it rest for a couple of days first."

Zhang Wenshan shook his head and made a decision.

Right now, I have two things to do: make money and build a reputation.

Needless to say, the former needs everything from firewood and rice to food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, and he is eager to change his living environment.

The latter is a talisman to protect against the turmoil next year.

No need to worry about the toad pond, but the fishing and hunting team won't do. They need to be able to catch things and also find a market for them. Maybe the old turtle will come in handy sometime.

"Uncle, are you going to town?"

As soon as he entered the courtyard, his little nephew, who had been holding back all the way, couldn't contain himself any longer and stared at him expectantly.

They probably thought he would be as eager as ever to sell his wares for money, and this time he could go to town with them.

"No, these two can keep us alive." Zhang Wenshan ignored his disappointed nephew and hurriedly rummaged through his belongings.

It doesn't matter if it's a mud catfish or a wooden bucket; it can live for ten days or so without any problem, and with careful raising, it can even live for a month.

The old turtle is much more picky; it needs a platform to bask in the sun.

He thought for a moment and decided to move out the large jar used for pickling vegetables in winter. His mother was meticulous and would scrub the jar until it shone after use, which saved him the trouble.

"Oh, you're staying home today?" Aunt Zhu's voice came from the neighboring courtyard.

"I found a turtle, I'll find a place to raise it." Zhang Wenshan didn't hide it; this thing needs to be exposed to the elements, and sooner or later someone will see it.

"What?" Aunt Zhu stood on tiptoe, craning her neck over the fence post. "Good heavens, where did you find this, the eldest one?"

"By the river." Zhang Wenshan picked up a large stone and put it into the vat.

When I first arrived, she was mentioned among the people who knew the original owner of this body. I didn't hold a grudge, but I also had no desire to strike up a conversation.

"Oh dear," Aunt Zhu pointed, "It's such a waste to ruin such a perfectly good jar."

Zhang Wenshan ignored him, silently poured the mud and sand he had casually gathered from the river into the vat, and then began to add water.

"You can't raise a turtle like that, why don't you hurry up and take it to town to exchange it for cash?" Aunt Zhu said in a shrill voice, "You'll just rot away!"

"It's almost noon, aren't you going to cook?"

"You heartless wretch, I'm doing this for your own good." Aunt Zhu kept turning back to look at herself as she walked. "You've only been eating salt for a few years."

Zhang Wenshan shook his head, found a carrying pole, picked up a bucket, and headed straight for the well in the village.

The water in the house has been used up, so of course it needs to be replenished.

Drilling a well needs to be put on the agenda. We can manage in the summer, but what about when winter comes...?

As soon as he reached the center of the village, he saw a group of people huddled together on the road, making a lot of noise, which was hard to hear.

"Tuesday Dog, Wang Kai?"

Taking two steps closer, Zhang Wenshan recognized the two men sprawled in the center as two capable members of Li Dong's squad, sitting on the ground with bruises and swelling, groaning incessantly.

The crowd was surrounding them, asking all sorts of questions.

After listening to the two stammering a few words, he roughly understood what was going on and gave a cold smile.

Li Dong most likely used his own name to contact the group in Xikouyingzi.

He thought that since he knew the people, he could accept the goods even if they weren't of good quality. Little did he know, he had just gotten into a conflict with those people yesterday.

Zhao Dezhu didn't go today, so Tao Jun gave him a good scolding.

"This is outrageous! Do they think we, Chishongtun, are easy to bully?"

A roar erupted from the crowd, instantly igniting the powder keg.

"Yeah, grab your weapons and let's go get them."

"Stop playing dead, get up and lead the way. What's the use of crying like a bunch of women?"

Zhou's second son and Wang Kai, those two good-for-nothings, are disliked by everyone, but they're still from the same village. Beating them up is like slapping the entire Chishong Village in the face.

This is absolutely unacceptable!

Seeing the crowd's anger rising, Accountant Tian coldly ordered, "Quiet down, all of you."

"Old Tian, ​​what do you mean?"

"So you're just going to accept it like that?"

"If you're scared, then get out of here! I'll lead the way..."

Accountant Tian, ​​her face cold, pointed her finger at the few people next to her who were shrinking back, "You guys, tell me what you saw."

"We heard that the town's supply and marketing cooperative has foreign trade quotas and is buying shrimp and crabs, so they put them in the traps yesterday."

"This morning, when I delivered it to the supply and marketing cooperative, I saw Li Dong and the others giving shrimp and crabs to the people in Xikouyingzi, saying that Shanzi gave them to them and that they would accept a small discount."

"When they saw that the shrimp and crabs were too small, they said a few words, but Li Dong and the others talked back, and then they started to attack."

The group of people, trembling, managed to piece together a rough account of the scene, and everyone fell silent instantly.

Zhang Wenshan's face remained completely expressionless.

He had anticipated this. He hadn't expected it to be kept secret when he mentioned it at the brigade headquarters yesterday. He wanted everyone to know that making money wasn't so easy, so that they could have a say in the fishing and hunting group.

"Shanzi, what brings you into this?"

Someone with sharp eyes spotted Zhang Wenshan outside the crowd, and instantly everyone's attention turned to him.

"Hey, Shanzi's going to fetch water? Has the sun risen in the west?"

Why didn't we go up the mountain or down the river today?

"You must have prepared quite a few wood ear mushrooms yesterday!"

Everyone greeted him in a flurry of chatter, completely forgetting about Li Dong and the others getting beaten up.

Nobody's a fool.

It's obvious they deserved it!

"I just happened to see the people from the supply and marketing cooperative buying shrimp and crabs. I was envious of how much money they were making, so I got the idea."

Zhang Wenshan spoke loudly and resolutely.

"After all, I had learned fishing and hunting skills, so I discussed with the team about forming a fishing and hunting squad."

"The team said they would hold a meeting to discuss it, but I didn't get involved. Everyone knows that I've already said I'm cutting ties with Li Dong and the others."

"It's absolutely impossible to let them deliver goods to Xikouyingzi. Besides, the supply and marketing cooperative has requirements for purchasing shrimp and crabs..."

As soon as he finished speaking, an uproar erupted in the crowd!

"A hunting and fishing team? Can it work?"

"That's unreliable! Shanzi could learn a skill in six months at most, is that even possible?"

"What else is left around the village?"

"Goodness, the standards at the supply and marketing cooperative are so high, how much do you have to earn to qualify?"

Amid the murmurs, the jingling of bells grew louder as two bicycles sped towards them, led by the old Party Secretary.

He had barely touched the ground before abandoning the bike, his face ashen, and charged into the crowd. Seeing Zhou Ergou and Wang Kai sprawled on the ground, he launched into a tirade of abuse.

"Fine, fine! You two bastards."

I've completely lost face this time.

Chishongtun has completely lost face!

Why didn't you explain why you were beaten when you came back? You just kept insisting that they took your shrimp and crabs and then went back on their word.

The captain hurriedly parked the car, caught up, and sighed, "We missed it."

Upon hearing this, the villagers held their breath, while the quick-witted ones had already grasped the meaning.

The old Party Secretary went to argue with people without hearing the whole story.

The result can be imagined.