Reborn in the 1980s: I made my fortune hunting wild game in Changbai Mountain

"You want me to think about it?"

Yue Feng scratched his head and didn't agree immediately, but he was relieved.

Seeing his son-in-law give in, Wang Jianguo nodded happily and said, "That's right! Although the village secretary is a low-ranking official at the grassroots level, he is in charge of hundreds of households in Xing'an Village!"
Let’s not talk about rights and privileges for now, the legitimacy of the actions alone is naturally convincing!
Now that you are married and your life is stable, I will keep an eye on things for you for two years, and you will be able to take control of the overall situation easily later!
Aren’t you going to do farming?

There are also farms on the mountain, and the mountains that are leased, etc. These can all be developed in the future!
When you have achieved something, you can share your experience of getting rich with the villagers, so that all the men and women in Xing'an Village can also become rich!"

After listening to his father-in-law's words, Yue Feng scratched his head and said, "That's true, but I'm not sure how far I can achieve it!

You must know the situation in our village better than I do. After the land was distributed to each household, there were open and covert struggles! If you fail to consider something, the villagers will scold you!"

Hearing Yue Feng's concerns, Wang Jianguo's eyes widened and he said majestically: "Who dares to scold me, my son-in-law?
I went to town, not died, why are you worrying about this!

I have been thinking about it for a long time. You have a good relationship with the supply and marketing cooperative, and you have many friends outside. You can engage in breeding, purchasing and managing mountain products, and organizing hunting teams into the mountains. As long as it is a way to make money, you can do it!
Once you master these methods, who dares to scold you?

If he dares to show his teeth, we won't help him make money, just let him dig for food in the dirt!"

"Okay, I'll go back and study it! It's still a long way to the New Year anyway! There's still time!"

"Yes! Now that we have finished talking about the first important thing, there is still the second important thing!"

"You say!"

"You and Xiaona are married now, you should have a child as soon as possible while you are still young!
Your mom and I can still help you raise your children. We will take care of everything. It won’t affect your career outside! You can’t delay me from holding my grandson!"

Well, after talking about serious matters, I start urging the kid again.

"Okay, okay, okay, this must be done as soon as possible!" Yue Feng nodded repeatedly.

"That's better! Come on, let's have another drink!"

……

On that day, Yue Feng chatted a lot with Wang Jianguo, the father-in-law and son-in-law. Yue Feng responded patiently and managed to properly handle the matter of returning home in three days.

Three days later, after returning home, Yue Feng's life returned to normal.

In name, Yue Feng and his wife did not separate from their parents, but they lived in the new house and returned to the old house to eat at mealtime.

Mother Meng Yulan is very satisfied with her daughter-in-law. On weekdays, the relationship between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is like that of a real mother and mother. Now that the family conditions have improved, the mother prepares delicious food for her daughter-in-law in various ways to prepare for pregnancy.

After eating and drinking their fill in the old house, it was time to go back and rest, so the couple moved back to the new house.

They were all strong young people, newlyweds, and had a strong addiction to that kind of thing.

Yue Feng had to hand in his homework every day with guaranteed quality, and over time, he began to show some signs of overindulgence.

On the contrary, my daughter-in-law Wang Xiaona's complexion became more rosy and beautiful after days of nourishment.

This is not a big problem. The Chinese New Year is just ten days away, and the mountains have reached the coldest period of the year.

The hunting team didn't even consider going up the mountain. Just let them indulge in lust, it won't have much impact.

Just like that, a few days passed and before we knew it, it was the Little New Year.

As time gets closer, every household in the village has begun the final stage of the busy New Year.

Every household is busy with steaming buns, steamed dumplings, making dumplings, and preparing various supplies for the New Year.

At Yue Feng’s new house, since he got married, the number of villagers coming to his house to watch TV and join in the fun has obviously decreased.

Later it became a convention that we would disperse before 9 o'clock after dinner every night. Unless there were special circumstances, the group had a relatively stable crew every day.

This situation also paved the way for Yue Feng to take over his father-in-law's job as village secretary.

After all, there is only one color TV in the whole village, so if you want to watch it, you have to come to my house.

Let’s not talk about trivial matters like the busy New Year.

Ever since Yue Feng lent the gun and motorcycle to Uncle Wu, he has been thinking about them in his heart.

It’s not that I’m afraid of losing anything, but I’m worried about Mr. Wu’s safety.

After all, when they got married on the eighth day of the first lunar month, Uncle Wu sent someone to deliver a gift, but he was not there, which made Yue Feng a little worried.

That day, Yue Feng rode his bicycle into the city to inspect his own restaurant and discuss trivial matters such as year-end dividends with Master Niu and his elder brother and his wife.

I was busy for nearly half a day, carefully checking the hotel's operating accounts for recent period, and then arranging the profits and year-end dividends to everyone.

As the first private restaurant in Fengcheng, its business has always been booming. When the accounts were settled at the end of the year, Yue Feng's total profit in just less than half a year reached as much as 40,000 yuan.

This does not include the dividends that belong to Master Niu and my eldest brother’s family.

At the end of the year, Yue Feng kept his word and gave his eldest brother and his wife an extra 15% of the shares as a reward for their diligent management of the restaurant. Everyone in the restaurant, from the waiters to the chef, received the big red envelopes given by Yue Feng.

The store divided the profits, and closed the kitchen for the New Year from the 26th day of the 12th lunar month to the 5th day of the 1st lunar month, and resumed business as usual on the 6th day.

After explaining all this, Yue Feng returned home with the money.

As soon as I got home, my brother-in-law Wang Mingyu ran to the door.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law! There's a call from home looking for you!"

When Yue Feng heard this, he rode his bicycle to the village office.

Sure enough, the call was from Wu Keji.

After waiting for a few minutes, the call was connected.

"Hello! Uncle, I'm Xiaofeng!"

"Nephew, are you free recently?"

"I'm free. Tell me what's up! The hunting team won't go into the mountains before the New Year, and the restaurant has settled the bills and is on holiday for the New Year! You don't have to worry about anything at home!"

"During the New Year this year, I will go to your mountain with your master. Are you welcome?"

Hearing this, Yue Feng's heart skipped a beat, but he said calmly, "Welcome, of course!
Where are you now? When will you come? I will arrange for someone to pick you up! "

"I'm still in Iron City! The matter on the mountain is settled. If you welcome me here, I'll go straight there!"

"Okay, my home is in the mountains, and the bedding is ready! When can you arrive?"

"Let's leave early tomorrow morning and arrive around noon!"

"Okay! Is there anything else I need to prepare in advance?"

"Need not!"

"okay!"

After hanging up the call, Yue Feng frowned. Seeing this, some people might be confused. Isn't it just that Uncle Wu wants to come to the mountain to celebrate the New Year with his old friends? It's not a big deal. His family has the conditions and they don't have to worry about food and drink. Why is Yue Feng frowning?

The main thing is that Yue Feng felt that there was something unusual about this matter.

Uncle Wu has a family. Yue Feng heard him say this himself. It is obviously a bit abnormal for people in Northeast China, who have a strong sense of family, to not go back to celebrate the New Year.

This is related to the incident of borrowing guns and motorcycles some time ago. Could there be any changes?
With doubts in my heart, I slept all night.

The next day, Yue Feng asked his wife and mother to prepare early.

When Uncle Wu comes to our house, he is a real distinguished guest and must be treated very solemnly.

I waited patiently until almost 12:30 noon, when the iconic engine sound of a motorcycle tricycle came from the back street.

Yue Feng knew that Uncle Wu had arrived.

On the street behind Yue Feng's old house, two motorcycle tricycles were leading the way, followed by a Jiefang brand truck. The three vehicles formed a convoy, which was quite solid.

"uncle!"

Yue Feng rushed out to greet him. Wu Keji, wrapped in a military coat, climbed down slowly from the passenger seat of the truck.

"Hehe, you have dark circles under your eyes!" Wu Keji raised his skinny face and glanced at Yue Feng.

In just a moment, Yue Feng was a little confused when he saw Wu Keji's expression.

It's been such a short time since we last met, but the old man's complexion has obviously deteriorated a lot, looking a little sallow, as if he is malnourished.

“What are you doing…” Yue Feng looked around but didn’t ask directly.

"Let's talk about my business later. Come with me. I didn't come to your wedding day, so I'll give you a big gift instead!!"

Wu Keji walked in front, and Yue Feng followed behind, and they came to the back of the truck where they were going.

There was a large object in the truck bed, but it was covered with oilcloth so its outline could not be seen clearly.

Wu Keji called out, and a young man with an unfamiliar face got on the car and lifted the oilcloth with a rustle.

Under the tarp was a very rare snowmobile.

"Holy crap! Snowmobile!! Where did you get this thing from?"

Yue Feng opened his mouth so wide that even an egg could fit in it.

Wu Keji said calmly: "It was seized from the Russian poaching team! There were several bullet holes in it. I asked someone to repair it. Now, it belongs to you!"

If it were someone else, they might not have seen the world and would have no knowledge of snowmobiles, or even have never seen one.

But Yue Feng is an exception. Although Yue Feng never owned this thing in his previous life, he knew about it.

It appears in many foreign documentaries, and the most representative one is the Canadian brand, Bombardier.

"It's so awesome! This thing is so big, it's even bigger than a three-wheeled motorcycle!" Yue Feng couldn't help but exclaim.

"Yes! Weld an auxiliary seat and modify the frame. It won't be a problem to carry three or four people! Don't just stand there, help me unload it!"

"Oh, okay!" Yue Feng nodded repeatedly and immediately started working with others.

There was a pile of pine boards in the bed of the Jiefang truck. They were unloaded and placed on the back of the truck, and then the snowmobile was slid down little by little.

This big thing is in great condition, and exudes the beauty of imported machinery everywhere.

Yue Feng looked around carefully and found that it was a Yamaha snowmobile, but he couldn't find the specific nameplate model.

"Hehehe, this big treasure is so expensive that I can't even buy it even if I have money. Are you really giving it to me?" Yue Feng asked with a silly smile.

"Here's a gift for you! We have another one at home. We seized two, so we'll each get one!"

“Okay then! Hehe, come in first. Everyone must be frozen. Let’s warm up first!” Yue Feng responded and stretched out his hand to let everyone go into the house.

Wu Keji did not rush into the house, but turned around and said to the people he was traveling with: "You all go back and follow my instructions! Don't tell anyone about your visit here!"

"Yes!"

Several subordinates responded, left the two motorcycles behind, and got on the Jiefang truck. They quickly backed away and disappeared at the corner of the village street.

Until the people walked away, Wu Keji couldn't help coughing and covered his mouth with a handkerchief. Within a few seconds, red bloodstains appeared on the handkerchief.

When Yue Feng saw this, his joy at getting a new vehicle disappeared instantly.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you? What happened?"

"Let's go inside first!"

"Oh, come in, let's go in! Mom, my Uncle Wu is here, heat up the food!" Yue Feng greeted hurriedly.

After helping the old man into the house, Wu Keji drank half a cup of warm water, and his face regained a little color.

"This operation was a bit risky, but the result was pretty good! I was a little injured, I was shot here!" Wu Keji pointed to his left shoulder and said in a low voice.

"What? Is it serious?" Yue Feng stood up immediately after hearing this.

No wonder Uncle Wu looked unwell, it turned out he was injured.

Yue Feng often fiddles with guns and knows too well the power of bullets. In movies and TV, seeing people being hit by bullets and still walking around in high spirits is pure bullshit.

Take the 7.62mm medium-power rifle bullet for example. As long as it hits a person's upper torso within the range, the huge kinetic energy and cavity effect will cause devastating trauma to the internal organs. Conservatively speaking, the mortality rate is over %, and only a very small number of lucky people can survive.

"Don't be so nervous. The attack didn't hit the vital points and was blocked by the equipment, so it didn't penetrate!" Wu Keji explained.

"Okay! Do you need to change the medicine or something? Do you have these things prepared? Otherwise, I'll ask someone to get some military ones?" Yue Feng continued to ask.

Wu Keji nodded: "Alright! I came to your place this time to recuperate! I brought some medicine in the medicine box, and your master can help me. Those people just now are my confidants, you don't have to worry about any risks!"

Yue Feng nodded: "Come to my place, nephew will take care of everything, let's eat first! I will call my friends later and get some military medicine or something!"

Wu Keji raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a somewhat stiff smile: "Okay, let's eat first. The old man has been busy all morning and is really hungry!"

Having said that, when the hot food was served, Wu Keji didn't eat much.

He ordered a stewed forest frog, two pieces of wild boar ribs, and half a freshly steamed white flour bun, and then put down his chopsticks and stopped eating.

A person's appetite, to a certain extent, represents the body's functions. Before, when Wu Keji took Yue Feng and others up the mountain, he ate more than Yue Feng in one meal.

Seeing this scene, Yue Feng couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

Uncle Wu's actual condition should be much more serious than what he shows now. He just pretends to be strong because he is afraid that Yue Feng will worry. (End of this chapter)