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Chapter 114 This is illegal.

Over the next week or so, the supply and marketing cooperative was finally renovated.

Lin Chuan and Lin He designed it together. Wang Hu found people, Lin He supervised the construction, and they added money and manpower so that they could get all the work done in such a short time.

Lin Chuan specifically asked Wang Hu to recruit some people from outside Qiaotouwan. These days, it's not easy to find a job that pays well. Once the news got out, people from as far as twenty miles away came to visit.

These people will all be the promoters for Linjia Mountain Goods Shop.

The supply and marketing cooperative has now been renamed Linjiashan Goods Shop. Linchuan plans to change it to something like Lin's Company in the future. The supply and marketing cooperative sign has not been removed, which can increase people's confidence.

Now everyone knows that the supply and marketing cooperative in Huaihe Village has changed hands; it's now owned by the Lin family, and they no longer sell general merchandise but specialize in buying mountain products.

We collect everything: honeysuckle, chestnuts, persimmons, purple marigolds, tung seeds, bracken, sophora flavescens, morel mushrooms, gastrodia elata, lingzhi mushrooms, bamboo shoots.

Apart from the first five items, the rest are not currently being purchased, including morel mushrooms, gastrodia elata, and lingzhi (no one is buying lingzhi now either, I don't know about the county). It will be a few years before someone starts buying them.

When the villagers heard that so many things on the mountain could be sold for money, they became extremely enthusiastic. Even before the supply and marketing cooperative was under construction, people were already bringing their goods to sell.

"Xiao Chuan, we have quite a bit of this. How about we go to the county to sell it tomorrow?"

"Okay, let's go tomorrow. I'll show you the way."

Lin Chuan dared to buy things that no one would buy before, first of all after asking around in the county, and with the help of Li Jianguo and Liu Jianshe, he had opened up sales channels.

We are currently in the early stages of market opening, and all kinds of products are in demand. Some prices are higher than in the following years, resulting in huge profits.

It's only because their place is remote that people are content with their lives and unwilling to change; otherwise, this opportunity might not have come to Lin Chuan.

However, time is running out. Lin Chuan remembers that people will start collecting chestnuts and persimmons in September, and then there will be people vying for his business. He needs to build a good reputation first so that people will think of him when they think of selling mountain products.

Therefore, Lin Chuan offered a slightly higher price than in previous years (the first five items were also purchased by the supply and marketing cooperative in the past).

"Brother, you have to come home for dinner today."

"Ah, why?"

"I can't hide it anymore. Mom is starting to suspect something. She hasn't asked you, but she keeps asking me why you haven't been coming home for dinner lately."

"Okay, I'll eat at home tonight."

These past few days, Lin Chuan has been eating dinner at Yang Xiaoling's place most of the time; it's almost become a habit.

Their relationship progressed rapidly. Now, when Lin Chuan holds Yang Xiaoling's hand, she doesn't blush at all, and occasionally she even half-heartedly lets Lin Chuan kiss her on the lips.

Yang's father was also quite interesting. He would get up to eat breakfast and lunch, but around four o'clock, he would say he was tired and go to his room to lie down.

Yang Xiaoling brought him dinner every night. Lin Chuan thought his father-in-law was easy to get along with, and he would treat him to good wine and cigarettes in the future.

To be honest, Lin Chuan hasn't spoken to Yang's father yet, and they never even crossed paths in their previous lives.

As for Yang's father's reputation, well, he had no reputation at all. He hardly interacted with anyone, and usually, people wouldn't even remember him.

Before deciding to marry Yang Xiaoling, Lin Chuan originally thought that Yang's father was a particularly old-fashioned, eccentric, and irritable person.

I recently asked Yang Xiaoling about him and found that Yang's father is not old-fashioned or irritable; he has a rather mild temper.

He's a bit withdrawn, but that's not a big deal. Thirty years from now, that's called living with clarity.

This gave Lin Chuan some ideas; his mother was still single too.

Lin Chuan told Lin Feng to go back first, and he went to spend some time with Yang Xiaoling. He should at least tell her before he was going to eat.

When he got home, his mother was cooking. She was a little surprised to see Lin Chuan.

"You can eat at home today."

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"Yes, I'll eat at home."

Have your classmates left yet?

"Mom, they're leaving. They just came to town for fun. They're all from No. 1 Middle School, so we'll just have a meal and chat together."

Lin Feng and Lin Chuan had come up with a reason beforehand: some classmates had come to town, and Lin Chuan would go to eat dinner with them every night.

Lin Chuan's mother looked at him with some suspicion: "Your classmates are all boys and girls, and you seem to be having a lot of fun lately."

"Mom~, it's all men, no women here, so you should focus on cooking. Or I can cook, I'm starving."

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"Alright, alright, I'll take care of them. You go and play with them."

Lin Xue, Wang Yan, Lin Yang, and Lin Yue were all watching Lin Chuan from the side. When their mother told them to ask Lin Chuan to take them out to play, Lin Xue immediately came up and took Lin Chuan's hand.

"Brother, take us to play! You haven't taken us to play in ages."

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"Okay, what do we play?"

Hopscotch.

"hide and seek."

"Hey bro, I heard you're really good with a slingshot, wanna go bird hunting?"

Lin Chuan thought about it for a while. He hadn't played with a slingshot in a long time, and shooting birds was indeed a good option, so he decided to go for bird hunting.

Lin Xue ran to get a bag as if presenting a treasure: "Brother, marbles, I dried them all for you."

The bag contained dried mud balls. Lin Chuan had previously given Lin Xue the task of making mud balls, drying them, and turning them into marbles because he saw her bored at home alone.

Unexpectedly, even though she hasn't been using the slingshot recently, she hasn't stopped drying marbles; there are already ten pounds in her bag.

Lin Chuan rubbed Lin Xue's head: "Xiao Xue is great. You don't need to sunbathe anymore. These will last you a long time."

They found a bamboo tube, filled it with bullets, and gave it to Lin Yang to carry. Lin Chuan then led them up the mountain.

"Wait a minute, why are there so few birds today?"

Half an hour passed, and Lin Chuan had only shot six birds. The main problem was that, for some reason, there were no birds to be seen today.

"Forget it, let's go back."

Lin Chuan led them back. It was almost six o'clock, and his mother's dinner should be ready soon. They decided to go back and eat first.

"Brother, there's an eagle, catching chickens to eat."

Lin Yang pointed in a direction, and Lin Chuan looked over. Sure enough, a grey-white striped crested eagle was taking off in the sky, clutching a chicken.

The crested eagle, clutching a chicken, flew into the woods, heading directly in their direction.

Lin Chuan subconsciously put some mud pellets in his leather pocket and fired them with his slingshot.

"Oh, I won! I won!"

Lin Yang cheered and ran towards where the crested eagle had fallen.

Lin Chuan led Lin Xue and the others slowly. When he arrived, he found the crested eagle had landed in a thicket of miscellaneous trees and was flapping its wings desperately.

Lin Yang had half his body inside, ready to go in and retrieve it.

"Come back, don't go."

"Brother, the carving is inside."

"It can't run away, why are you in such a hurry? Don't go, I'll do it. Be careful it doesn't peck you, it'll peck off a piece of flesh."

They can't distinguish the specific names here. For chicken catchers, they all call them "eagles," or maybe "pigs."

Lin Chuan called Lin Yang to a stop, then crawled inside himself. When he got close, he broke off a stick, pinned the crested eagle down, and brought it out.

"Remember, don't say I shot the eagle, just say we found it."

"Why, bro?"

"Because this is illegal."

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