In 1959, what's wrong with me pedaling a tricycle?

Wang Xingguo collected forty-three chickens, sixty-eight ducks, twenty-six geese, eight pigs weighing thirty to forty jin, six pigs weighing seventy to eighty jin, and five pigs weighing over one hundred jin.

Everyone was quite happy to have sold their goods at a high price, and smiles appeared on their faces. Even when Wang Xingguo asked them to help move the goods to the roadside, they happily helped carry them out.

After they left, Wang Xingguo checked that no one was around and then put everything into his spatial storage.

He knew he had overpaid, but he wasn't short of money and didn't mind paying them a higher price.

He started running towards the next village.

After running around all day, I gained a lot.

The system of public and private ownership led to every household raising poultry and livestock privately, so although Wang Xingguo received a lot of things, in reality, he didn't receive much.

Some people felt that even though the price was high, it wouldn't be worthwhile to sell the pig to them now because it was too small.

These days, the main cost of feeding pigs is labor, but people generally don't have a concept of cost. If they had the manpower to gather pig feed, they wouldn't be willing to sell the pigs too early.

Currently, in Wang Xingguo's space, there are 60 pigs weighing 30 to 40 jin, 34 pigs weighing 70 to 80 jin, and 17 pigs weighing over 100 jin.

Fortunately, he dried and crushed the sweet potato vines from the first two rounds of planting, otherwise he wouldn't have anything to feed the pigs to keep them from losing weight.

On the way back, Wang Xingguo saw a wampee tree, so he took a few into his space. Along the way back, he also collected a few of other fruit trees, such as pomelo, chestnut, persimmon, plum, peach, and loquat, and planted them in his space.

He didn't pick from other people's fields, but instead went to the woods on the hillside to collect them.

He noticed that many fields had fruit trees planted along their edges, and he guessed that they were used for resting and shade while working, so he didn't go to collect these fruit trees.

When he returned to the entrance of the guesthouse, the staff there were waiting for him. It turned out they had brought him five muntjacs.

These things aren't very big; two weigh around 40-50 pounds, and the other three weigh around 20-30 pounds.

Wang Xingguo frowned and said, "Such a big one only cost this little? Are you kidding me?"

The staff member quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, Commissioner Wang, you don't know, this stuff isn't very oily, it's really worthless. Wild boar meat is twice as expensive as this."

Wang Xingguo asked suspiciously, "Is that really the case? I don't believe it. Take me to buy one and see. If it's really that price, that's fine. But if it's not, you're bribing me."

The staff member was a little hesitant, not for any other reason, but because they were afraid of frightening Commissioner Wang by taking him to those places…

So after hesitating for a moment, he said, "Commissioner Wang, it's not that I mean anything, I'm just worried that you'll be frightened when you go there. I'm also from the north, and I was quite startled when I first went there."

Wang Xingguo waved his hand and said, "Stop with the nonsense. I don't care about buying and selling. In fact, my buying these deer is against the rules. Just take me there. I need to make sure you're not lying to me."

The staff had no choice but to reluctantly lead Wang Xingguo to the underground trading market.

This happens everywhere; underground markets are unavoidable.

With supplies in short supply, local governments are turning a blind eye to this behavior, because they can't let ordinary people go hungry, can they?

After following the staff member to the depths of a street, Wang Xingguo finally understood why the staff member said he was afraid of scaring him!

So many snakes in cages!

And they are all kinds of snakes!

Wang Xingguo gasped, because he also saw a python, probably four meters long, inside a large, thick wire cage...

The staff member explained in a low voice, "Commissioner Wang, this is an underground market set up by farmers from the mountains to earn some money to buy daily necessities. We're not condoning their speculation, but if we really shut it down, they might not even have money to buy salt or matches..."

Wang Xingguo waved his hand and said, "I don't care about that. I need to find supplies myself, and I don't know anything about this. Take me to buy some cured meat and sausages; they should sell those, right?"

The staff member nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, I'll take you there right away."

Before long, Wang Xingguo followed someone to a shop. After going inside, he asked and found that cured pork was 3.5 yuan per jin and sausage was 3 yuan per jin.

Without saying a word, Wang Xingguo wanted to buy up all the cured meat and sausages in his shop!

Wang Xingguo readily paid for 163 jin of cured pork and 115 jin of sausages, and then asked his staff to find someone to help him transport the cured pork and sausages back to the guesthouse.

Also, to prevent him from following along, since the shop owners here all speak Cantonese, Wang Xingguo could at least negotiate prices without needing him to accompany him, so as not to hinder the storage of items into his space.

He went from shop to shop, selling cured pork, sausages, duck, and even cured chicken and beef.

He would simply pay for them, pick and choose what he wanted to leave, store them in his spatial storage in a secluded spot, and then go back to buy more.

When the staff brought the items back to the guesthouse and came back again, Wang Xingguo had already collected more than a dozen muntjacs into his spatial storage.

It's really worthless stuff; a 40-50 jin piece only costs 20 yuan, and a 30-jin piece only costs 13 or 14 yuan.

The main reason is that it lacks oil and fat. This animal doesn't produce fat to begin with, and you have to add oil yourself to make it taste good when stewing it, so it's indeed not worth much.

But this is in the area where these resources are indeed worthless. However, there's a meat shortage in the capital. Even rabbit meat has gone up in price, let alone other types of meat.

In any case, after this acquisition, Wang Xingguo spent several thousand yuan to stock up on a considerable amount of preserved meat, just in case.

He led a muntjac back to the guesthouse, bringing Wang Xingguo's total number of muntjacs to six.

After putting everything away, Wang Xingguo paid the difference in the cost of the sweet potato vines and sweet potatoes used to feed the pigs, and everyone began preparing to leave for Beijing the next day.

The next morning, Wang Xingguo and his group fed the pigs well, and at 10 o'clock, with the help of the staff, they successfully drove the pigs into the special transport wagon for pigs, cattle and sheep.

The muntjac had no choice but to follow Wang Xingguo and the others. Although it was against the rules, Wang Xingguo had a special procurement certificate, which allowed him to deal with the regulations and inspections.

Wang Xingguo reaped a great harvest this time. It would be hard to find so many supplies anywhere else except in this kind of region.

At each major station, Wang Xingguo had to present his credentials and certificates to the inspectors, and then wait for them to confirm the information, which was quite time-consuming.

There's no way around it; with eighty pigs, everyone wants a bite, but unfortunately, none of them can get a bite.

As the inspectors stamped the package with a disgruntled expression, Accountant Yu chuckled and said to Wang Xingguo, "Section Chief Wang, how dare they stop our goods?"

Wang Xingguo sighed, "If this weren't a special procurement certificate issued by the ministry, do you think we could have transported these pigs back to Beijing? Don't even think about it..."