Chapter 122: I can earn so much money by going up the mountain

"Awesome, you are such a treasure girl!"

Chen Hui smiled and gave a thumbs up.

"Treasure girl. This term is really interesting." An Wenjing said with a smile.

The two waited for about ten minutes, and Chen Guobiao, Chen Weijun and Wang Zheng came over.

Seeing An Wenjing and Chen Hui, he put down the prey in his hand, shook his hands and said, "If I had known, I would have brought a backpack like you guys. It's hard to carry this hundred pounds."

Chen Hui picked up one and took a look.

The jackal weighed about thirty pounds and was shot once in the back of the neck and once in the head, but its fur was intact.

This kind of fur is of very good quality and can be sold for a lot of money after being peeled off.

"Uncle Guo Biao, you hit him, right?" Chen Hui asked.

Chen Guobiao nodded proudly.

"Awesome, you are worthy of being the best marksman in Chenjia Village!" Chen Hui nodded in admiration.

I really don't have this technology.

"Huh!? Although no one has called me like this before, I think this name suits me very well!" Chen Guobiao smiled with satisfaction.

Now the character for the next promotion is ready.

Chen Guobiao killed four jackals, shooting each one once or twice in the head.

Chen Weijun shot three of them, one at the head and the other two at the body. Fortunately, they were only hit by one or two bullets.

In comparison, the prey caught by Wang Zheng, a novice, was rather shabby.

A large piece of fur on his body was rubbed off. It was said that the bullet didn't hit his vital parts, so he picked up a big stone and threw it at him, causing the fur to be rubbed off.

"It's okay. It's only 50 cents a pound anyway. Why should it be so pretentious?" Chen Guobiao waved his hand indifferently.

"They're all 50 cents a pound?"

Chen Hui was surprised. Could it be that the purchasing point in the town really bought meat?

"Yeah! Just don't damage it too badly."

“If the fur is severely damaged, they won’t want it, saying it may contain some germs or something.” Chen Guobiao waved his hand, took a breath, picked up the jackal and prepared to go down.

Chen Hui and An Wenjing followed behind the team.

Several people returned to Chen Hui's house along the mountain road, washed their hands and rested for a while.

Chen Hui borrowed a weight from next door and weighed each jackal and recorded it.

He sat down and calculated while saying:
“国彪伯伱的四头分别是：36、41、28和49斤，合起来就是：154斤，77块钱。”

“卫军叔你的是：30、33和45斤，总共108斤，54块钱。”

"Wang Zheng, your 39 kilograms cost 19 yuan."

"Wow! Uncle Guo Biao, you can actually make so much money just by going up the mountain?"

The harvest in the mountains was beyond the imagination of An Wenjing, who only knew how to grow vegetables and raise chickens.

"That's nothing. Last year, the town invited me to hunt wolves, and I was paid an extra ten dollars for each wolf I killed."

"I've been busy all afternoon, but I didn't even earn 80 yuan. What's the point of going up the mountain?" Chen Guobiao shook his head and pursed his lips to control himself from laughing out loud.

"Uncle Guo Biao, do you think this is not enough? Then I will have to cry." Wang Zheng comforted him seriously.

"Ah Zheng, don't bother with him. He feels so happy. He just likes to hear us say he's awesome and great."

"You are such a shameless person. You always show off like this."

Chen Weijun and he are old partners, and this kind of scene is nothing new to them, so he immediately started to interrupt and curse.

"Hey, speaking of which, it's a pity that we let those two run away just now." Chen Guobiao sighed.

This time the sigh was very sincere.

"That's right, those two are the biggest, I think they weigh at least 50 kilograms." Chen Weijun kept shaking his head. Wang Zheng smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to answer.

The running away of the two jackals had more to do with him.

"It doesn't matter. Why don't we go up the mountain and look for it tomorrow?"

"When the village is not busy, your uncle won't pay much attention to you."

The water in the kitchen was boiled. An Wenjing went into the kitchen to make tea for everyone. She brought out the tea and placed a cup in front of each person.

"After today's fight, they must have run as far as they can. It's not worth going out of your way to find them anymore."

"If I can see this again in the mountains, I'd be really lucky."

Chen Guobiao picked up the tea and took a sip, then quickly stuck out his tongue because he was burned.

"Why are you drinking so fast? No one is trying to snatch it from you." Chen Weijun made a joke and picked up the tea to slowly cool it down.

Chen Hui found a big snakeskin bag and put all the jackals he had caught into it.

He tied the bag to the back seat of the bicycle with a thick rope and called out to the house, "Uncle Guo Biao, you guys sit down and rest for a while. You don't have to wait for me. I'll bring the money home when I come back."

"How can I do that? Thank you! Please ride slower." Chen Guobiao responded loudly.

An Wenjing strode out, stopped Chen Hui and asked in a low voice: "Brother Chen Hui, are you going to take these to the fur purchasing station in the county to sell them? If you go to the county town, then I want to go too."

"There are guests at home. If both of us go, won't that drive them away?"

"Don't worry, I have no interest in that young lady this morning."

Chen Hui said this and touched An Wenjing's face with a smile.

Just rode away on the bike.

Chen Guobiao and his friends drank a cup of tea, rested for a while, and then went back to their homes.

An Wenjing cut off a piece of wild boar meat that had been salted and smoked, and soaked it in spring water to remove the saltiness.

He also changed all the sheets and quilt covers on the bed, put them into a large bucket and took them to the river to wash.

"Wenjing, are you washing the sheets?"

"Oh, this is all red, is this the bed sheet you put down on your wedding day?"

"It's different when you first get married. It's not like what we do now, where we only wash our sheets once or twice a month."

"You can't wash the stains off with water and this soap. I'll give you some of this. It's called soap and it's very effective at washing clothes."

There is never a shortage of middle-aged women washing clothes by the river in the village.

Seeing An Wenjing bringing a bucket of bright red sheets and quilts to wash, they all came over to make fun of her.

Just kidding.

When An Wenjing finished washing the sheets and couldn't wring them dry, she would come over to help.

One person grabbed one end of the long bed sheet, one turned it to the left, and the other turned it to the right, working together to squeeze out some water.

An Wenjing hung the washed sheets in front of the house, then went into the house, took out clean sheets and made the bed.

I went out of the house and stretched my neck to look.

On the country roads, there were mountain rats running by quickly, and the local dogs raised by Chen Guangming's family always wandered around with their tail between their legs.

Occasionally, groups of children would run by, their screams breaking the silence before dusk.

"Why haven't you come back yet?"

An Wenjing muttered something quietly, then went home and cooked dinner.

Finally, the sound of a bicycle stopping was heard outside the door.

An Wenjing quickly got up and went out. Chen Hui saw her and asked happily, "Guess how much these jackals were sold for?"

(End of this chapter)