Rebirth of Bayi Fishing and Hunting in the Northwest

If you really have a fever, Li Long has medicine for you.

In the eyes of many people at this time, aspirin is almost a panacea.

"Is he coming?" Li Long asked when he reached the door. "If he is coming, I will give him the medicine now. If he is not coming, you can take the medicine back."

People still need to be saved.

"Thank you so much! My brother couldn't get up. He was in his hole in the ground and couldn't come over. I ran here by myself... Thank you so much!"

Li Long lit the oil lamp, found the medicine bottle, poured out seven or eight pills, found a piece of paper to wrap them up, and came to the door and said:

"Here's aspirin. Give him one tablet. If the fever doesn't go down, give him another tablet. Don't give him more than that."

He opened the buckled door and saw someone outside.

The man also saw Li Long and the gun in his hand.

"Here, medicine." Li Long handed over the paper bag with his left hand. "It's made of paper. It's raining outside. Pack it."

The man took the paper bag, bowed to Li Long, then turned around and ran quickly into the rain.

Li Long looked at his background, which was heading southwest.

Close the door and knock on it.

He noticed that the other party had glanced at his gun before, and he didn't know whether he was sure that there were bullets in his gun, or whether it was loaded and the safety was on.

Li Long does not have paranoid delusions, he just doesn't want to use his own life to test the good and evil of human nature.

I added some coal to the stove, pressed it down, blew out the oil lamp, and went back to sleep.

When I woke up again, it was no longer raining outside and the sky was getting a little brighter.

The fire in the room was still burning. Li Long got up, put on his clothes, rubbed his face, added coal to the stove, put the pot on to boil water, and then opened the door.

A damp and cold breath blew in his face, and Li Long suddenly woke up.

There was a little bit of water on the ground, which didn't seem like much. But in the mountains, it rains in different places, and it's normal for it to rain here and not there just a few steps away. After all, when a cloud comes over, it's like sprinkling water, and it's just where it falls.

He didn't go out, but boiled water, made tea, and started to bake steamed buns. This was the only way to eat so early in the morning. There was also white rice porridge, or rice gruel, cooking in the pot.

Two pieces of red tofu and some wild vegetables that were left over from yesterday, and that's it.

The steamed buns are baked to a charred shell, and the outer shell does not need anything else, and it tastes very fragrant. The steamed bun filling inside is also baked hot, and is not as soft as when it is just steamed, but it is also good to eat with red tofu and cold dishes.

Li Long baked two more buns for Yushan Jiang. As for the one selling Fritillaria, Li Long guessed that he would not eat it.

But I didn’t expect that the two baked buns I prepared were not enough.

We arrived at Yushanjiang at around seven o'clock. The sky was already bright, but the east was not yet red, so it would take a while before the sun rose.

When Li Long heard the sound of horse hooves, he put down his chopsticks and walked out. When he saw Yushanjiang, he greeted him and invited him into the house to have some hot tea and something to eat.

Yushanjiang didn't hesitate, tied up the horse, and followed Li Long into the house. He pulled a bench over and sat by the stove, warming himself by the fire. While warming himself by the fire, he looked around and said with a smile:

"It's better for you to feel comfortable here."

"That was also covered by you." Li Long poured a bowl of tea for Yushanjiang, and then gave him a burnt steamed bun.

Yushanjiang took the tea and took a sip, then put down the bowl and took the steamed bun. After thanking him, he broke it open and started eating.

"Here, dip it in this." Li Long took a piece of red tofu from a clean plate and handed it to Yushanjiang. Yushanjiang took it with a smile and said:

“This tastes good.”

He can get used to it, but some people can't.

When he was halfway through eating his steamed bun, he heard the sound of horse hooves outside. Yu Shanjiang put down his steamed bun, stood up, and walked to the door to look. Li Long did the same.

That Bolati came over on horseback, looked at Yushan River and smiled:

"I got it." He raised his hand.

"Come on, come on, come down, warm yourself by the fire, and have something to eat." Li Long was not shy and greeted them directly, "Toasted buns, do you want some?"

Bolati glanced at Yushanjiang, who turned around, took his half bun, raised it and said:
"I'm eating too."

"Then eat some."

Li Long looked at his bag and estimated that it could hold six or seven kilograms of Fritillaria.

It’s neither too much nor too little. It’s not a small amount to get these fritillarias at the beginning.

Bolati took the steamed bun, which was so hot that his teeth gritted his teeth. He blew air into it from his left hand to his right hand, and while blowing, he slapped the bun hard to crack the burnt yellow shell on the outside, then tore off a piece and started eating.

tasty.

Now the herdsmen in the mountains, including the employees of the forestry and animal husbandry teams, are given a 2:8 distribution of grain, 20% fine grain and 80% coarse grain. This may change in the next two years, because more wheat will be planted after the land is contracted, the yield will also increase, and the circulation of fine grain in the market will increase.

But at least for now, the naan made by Bolati and his family is still a hybrid naan, mainly made of corn flour. But pure corn flour cannot be kneaded, so some white flour must be mixed in.

Nothing is as delicious as this steamed bun, that damn wheat flavor!
"Dip it in this and try it." Yushanjiang handed over the plate of red tofu.

Bolati dipped it in the soup, tasted it, and nodded with a smile. It was indeed much better.

Li Long realized that one steamed bun was obviously not enough for each person, so he hurriedly took out two more steamed buns and put them under the stove to bake.

The two of them finished their steamed buns and were not in a hurry, so they just waited there.

The fire was not very strong, but the temperature underneath was quite high. In less than five minutes, Li Long turned the steamed buns over. Bolati said directly:

"No need to turn it over, you can eat it as is."

Okay, let’s eat.

He ate three steamed buns by himself, and Yushanjiang ate two.

The steamed buns were not small, about the size of two fists. Li Long could probably eat three of them if he was extremely hungry. He looked at Bolati, who was a lot thinner than him, and was worried that he might eat himself to death.

However, on the surface, Bolati seemed to be fine, just burping a few times.

"Here, Fritillaria." Bolati felt comfortable eating and put the Fritillaria bag in front of Li Long:
"Fifteen bucks. Or wine."

"I don't have any wine here for now. Let me give you the money first." Li Long said, "I'll go down the mountain to buy some wine in the next two days. Come over sooner or later and I'll give it to you."

It is a bit difficult for Bolati and his friends to drink, mainly because they still need wine tickets.

In a year or two, the tickets may be gradually marginalized, but they are still needed in some places. The neighbors of the forestry team may also be afraid that they will drink and cause trouble, so they don’t issue them alcohol tickets, so it is a bit difficult for them to drink.

"Okay." Bolati proposed another condition:

"Give me two more steamed buns, I'll take them back for my family."

This person can, can remember his family.

Li Long wrapped the remaining three steamed buns for him. It was already morning anyway, so he could just make some dough and steam some himself.

Carrying the steamed buns and the money given by Li Long, Bolati and Yushanjiang waved their hands, then went out and left on horseback.

"I'm leaving too." Yushanjiang said, "I still have to pack up when I get back."

"There are no more steamed buns. Please bring the bag of flour." Li Long pointed to the flour in the corner.

"No, no." Yushanjiang waved his hand. "There's plenty at home. The two children went to school, and the food at home can't be eaten up. It's all fine grains. My Yang Gangzi said that if we continue like this, our stomachs will be spoiled. How can we eat fine grains every day?"

Yushanjiang waved his hand, went out to lead the horse out, rode it, waved to Li Long, turned around, and left.

Li Long smiled, feeling quite relieved.

From Yushanjiang's words, he could tell that he was really satisfied with his current life. That was enough.

He turned and went into the house, opened his pocket and looked at the mother-of-pearl inside.

It's ok, pretty clean, with some mud and leaves, but not much.

He carried the bag of mother-of-pearl to the small room next door and spread it out on the floor to dry.

In the woods in the distance, two people were looking over here.

"Do you think those two men on horseback are the bad guys from the forestry team who are here to collect our Fritillaria?" said the young voice, a little weakly.

"Maybe...right?" said the older one, "The one who left first looked a bit like him, but the one behind him didn't seem to be him."

If Li Long were here, he would be able to recognize that the older guy was the one who came to him in the middle of the night to ask for medicine.

"So do you think they are in the same group?"

"That's unpredictable." The older man said, "Let's not go over there. You're weak, and it's hard for us to run away if something happens. Let's go back and rest in our cave for two days."

"How can we rest? We don't have much to eat now. There are only these Fritillaria left. If we don't get something to eat, we will both be left in the mountains..." the young man complained.

"Then you take a rest. I'll take the Fritillaria down the mountain and sell them in the county to exchange for some food. These Fritillaria can at least be exchanged for half a bag of corn flour."

"Forget it. It's nearly a hundred miles to go back and forth. When will you be back? Tomorrow. You haven't eaten anything...Okay, let's go find him and exchange some food. He gave us medicine last night, so he shouldn't be a bad guy. At worst, we can just give up these Fritillaria. We have to take a risk. Otherwise, we'll all die in the mountains."

"Okay, go find a sunny spot and bask in the sun for a while. Your fever has just subsided and you haven't recovered yet. Don't leave. I'll go get changed."

He was said to be in his thirties, but he was not tall and was thin. He looked to be around 50 kilograms, with scraggly hair and a beard. It was unknown how long he had been in the mountains.

Li Long was kneading noodles when he heard some noise outside.

"Who?"

"It's me. I came to you yesterday to ask for medicine. Thank you!" Li Zhengtang was standing more than ten meters away. He knew that Li Long had a gun in his hand, and was afraid of causing misunderstanding on the other side, so he did not move forward.

Li Long rubbed the noodles on his hands and walked to the door, looking at Li Zhengtang and said:
"You're welcome. Anyone who encounters such a situation will take medicine. By the way, is the fever gone?"

"Refund it, refund it." Li Zhengtang nodded repeatedly, looked at the flour in Li Long's hand, swallowed his saliva, then raised the bag in his hand and said:

"This is the Fritillaria we dug. Thank you for the medicine..."

"Are you here to dig for Fritillaria?" Li Long smiled and waved his hand, saying, "You're welcome. Just leave. The forestry team has just come. If they come across you, they will catch you. Do you believe it? Even if they don't catch you, they will have taken your Fritillaria."

After hearing Li Long's reminder, Li Zhengtang felt relieved. He smiled and said:

"There's one more thing, big brother. My brother has a fever and is a little weak. We don't have much to eat. Do you have any..."

"It would have been better if you had told me earlier. I just ate the steamed buns here, and the rest was taken away by the forestry team just now. If you can wait, come over at noon. I'm steaming the buns. Oh, and there's some porridge. Do you have anything to serve it with?"

Where can I put anything here?
"Can I exchange my Fritillaria for your porridge and some corn flour? This bag of Fritillaria weighs two or three kilograms. I can exchange it for some. I don't ask for much, just ten or so kilograms will be fine."

"Is that so?" Li Long thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll get you some rice, some noodles, and some porridge."

He could see that the other party was in a very anxious state, and perhaps the patient's condition was really serious.

He found an empty bag and poured seven or eight kilograms of rice into it. He then found another bag and poured about the same amount of flour into it. He took an enamel basin and scraped the remaining porridge in the pot, then brought them all to Li Zhengtang.

"Thank you, thank you so much!" Li Zhengtang was almost crying. This was a bit too much!

"No thanks." Li Long waved his hand. "I collect Fritillaria, too. If you dig some in the future, you can send them over to me. I can sell them for money or exchange them for supplies. But you still have to be careful in the mountains. The forestry team patrols frequently and will take them away if they find you digging Fritillaria."

Li Zhengtang thanked him profusely, carrying the bag of rice and flour and holding the porridge, and left.

He was also very hungry, and he forced himself not to drink the porridge and brought it to his cousin Li Zhengting.

Li Zhengting had actually been watching the whole time. When he saw Li Zhengtang carrying a bag of rice and flour and a bowl of porridge, he was overjoyed:
"Brother, he gave so much?"

"Well, that guy is pretty good!"

"Why are there two bags? Why not put them together?" Li Zhengting thought that both bags were filled with corn flour.

"A bag of rice and a bag of noodles. That person gave quite a lot! All fine grains!" Li Zhengtang excitedly put down the bag and handed the enamel basin to Li Zhengting:
"Here, drink first!"

"Rice porridge! This is good stuff!" Li Zhengting took a look and was very surprised. "Is there anything wrong with it?"

"What can that be?"

"Isn't he still with the forestry team?"

"He also reminded us not to get caught by the forestry team." Li Zhengtang said seriously, "The price he offered was not low, and he is a good person. You took his medicine to get better. Zhengting, you shouldn't be so suspicious of others."

"Yeah." Li Zhengting also felt that he was a little mean, his face blushed, and he picked up the enamel basin and started drinking.

The porridge smells so good! He drank most of it in one breath. If he hadn’t felt his cousin staring at him, he would have finished the porridge in one breath.

"Brother, you drink too."

"Well, that's fine. You've just recovered from your illness, so you can't eat too much." Li Zhengtang took the enamel basin with a smile, wiped the edge of the basin with his hand, and started drinking in big gulps.

Although the porridge was a little cold, it was no less delicious than a delicacy for them. They hadn't had such thick porridge for a long time.

After finishing the porridge, Li Zhengtang didn't even let go of the last grain of rice in the porridge. If there was no water here, he would have used water to rinse the bowl before drinking it.

The main thing is that I have been here for more than half a month, and the main food I can eat is cornmeal, and I have basically never eaten rice.

Now I suddenly drink rice porridge, and I feel really emotional and think it tastes really good.

With so much food in hand, Li Zhengtang suddenly became bolder and said:

"Let's go back to the cave. You take a rest while I go get some Fritillaria. This guy said he also buys Fritillaria here. Judging from his attitude, the price he offers won't be low. If we calculate based on the things we have now, one kilogram of Fritillaria is equivalent to five or six kilograms of rice and flour. It's not cheap. If we find more and it's inconvenient to go down the mountain, we can exchange money and supplies with him!"

Li Zhengting also had some thoughts on this. He turned his head and looked at the tractor at the door of Li Long's wooden house, still a little unwilling:
"They really deserve to get rich. If they sell it to the county, they can get five yuan per kilogram, right?"

"What about the round-trip fare?" Li Zhengtang waved his hand. "We should earn as much as we can. Zhengting, we can't be greedy. When people are greedy, they will be jealous and it will definitely cause trouble."

This is all learned from lessons.

Li Zhengting also understood these principles. He nodded, and together with his cousin, they carried the bags and slowly went back to the cave.

The dugout they used was abandoned by someone else in the past and had not completely collapsed, so they covered it with some branches, pressed it down, and found some grass to spread on it as a camouflage.

Li Long mixed the dough and put it in a basin, covered it with a pot rack, and put it on the table to let it rise, then took the Fritillaria to the small room next door to dry it, picking out the mud, grass leaves, etc. When the Fritillaria is dried, it will be sold to Chen Hongjun, and the quality must be acceptable.

These trivial tasks are very time-consuming, but they have to be done. Some broken mud must be picked out, and the grass leaves are easier to remove. There are also some Fritillaria that are stuck with mud and can't be removed. Li Long picked them aside and prepared to take them out to wash them and then bring them back to dry.

After the Fritillaria was done, the sun rose and it felt quite warm on his body. Li Long went to see if the dough had risen enough, and then he started kneading the buns. Considering that Bolati had eaten a lot this time, Li Long planned to steam more, at least to prevent them from being gone in the middle of the meal.

He felt that the man might come over again and might ask for steamed buns. If he couldn't catch any prey, he would also need to eat.

So it can be steamed into three layers at once, I guess it can be eaten for a week, right?

The steamed buns were ready, and the next step was to wait. Li Long didn't want to wait in vain, so he went to look for mushrooms in the nearby bushes.

Unfortunately, even though it rained last night, the grass hasn’t fully grown yet, so there are only a few mushrooms to be found.

It’s okay to cook one meal, but that’s all I’ll do.

I have to think about it myself at night.

trouble.

Li Long planned to have lunch, take a rest, and then go to the salt cave over there. There should be something to gain there, right?
If there is nothing to gain there, then we can only hope to go to the location pointed out by Yushan Jiang early tomorrow morning.

The harvest from this hunting trip was a bit disappointing, which made Li Long a little unwilling to accept. He had to come up with something! (End of this chapter)