hunting in 1986

Chapter 184 183 credit, heavy rain, table
At noon, Factory Manager Ma took time to entertain Wang Yuan. After learning that Wang Yuan wanted to pay on credit, he got up in shock and was about to leave.

"Uncle Ma, you are Gaha, don't go away."

"Xiaoyuan, Uncle Ma, I'm really afraid that I have a bad heart. The cotton clothes you asked me to store up haven't been sold yet, and you still need to pay on credit?? You kill me and forget it."

"Haha, I know you are in a hurry, Uncle Ma, but don't be in a hurry...you don't have to be late for a good meal, you have to hold on tight..."

Wang Yuan quickly grabbed the director Ma, the two have been working together for several years and their relationship can be said to be quite strong.

For Uncle Ma, Wang Yuan is completely different from other private bosses. To be on the safe side, Uncle Ma only makes money with Wang Yuan. Other private bosses want to give Uncle Ma hundreds of thousands, or even millions, or beauties, cars, etc. , the house——Uncle Ma rejected all of them.

Treat everyone else in a business-like, stern and impartial manner.

Anyway, in the end, Uncle Ma still agreed to provide Wang Yuan with a batch of goods worth 1 million yuan, but he had to pay 300 million yuan within one month, and the rest of the money should be paid within half a year.

"Don't worry, it's okay! Come on, drink!"

The goods Wang Yuan wants are men's leather clothes, belts, men's bags, leather shoes, women's skirts, foreign-style hats, women's shoes, women's bags, and so on.

The nightlife in Jinmen is becoming more and more colorful. In the evening, the place where Director Ma takes him not only beauties from all over the world, but also blond foreigners and Japanese and Korean girls.

Let Wang Yuan open his eyes.

One night's consumption can reach 10,000+ yuan, and Wang Yuan can't help sighing in a low voice: "The gap between the rich and the poor is really getting bigger and bigger. 10,000+ is enough for hundreds of families to live well for a year. It's really expensive. cave."

When Wang Yuan went to the warehouse to pick up the goods the next day, Uncle Ma also gave him 500 bottles of perfume. When Wang Yuan opened a bottle and smelled it, it really choked his nose.

The green perfume feels like a fight with poison.

"Nowadays many women like to spray this thing, give it a try and see if it sells well."

"Okay, if you can't sell it, I'll return it to you."

"No problem, but once it's opened, it won't be refunded."

After buying some seafood in the BHX area of ​​Jinmen, Wang Yuan took the train back home.

Many passengers on the train were talking about the Asian Games, and Wang Yuan sat on his seat with his arms folded and listened with gusto. The Asian Games is really a major event that everyone pays attention to this year.

Divide the goods into three parts and store them in the three provincial capital warehouses of the three northeastern provinces, and put the price list together.

Profit varies from item to item. Wang Yuan just increases the price by 30%~60% on the basis of the cost price. As for the final price, big dealers like Sun Dagang can set the price.

After going all the way, it was already three days after Wang Yuan got off the train from Lindu Railway Station.

"Suck~ I still feel comfortable staying in the forest, why is it so gloomy today, is it going to rain?"

Wang Yuan took a deep breath and walked slowly on the streets of Lindu. The wind in the morning was really cool. Passers-by on the street seldom occasionally saw some old men passing by on their three-legged trampoline.

Although the temperature was low, the foreheads of the coolies were still covered with beads of sweat. Although these people worked hard, Wang Yuan knew that they earned a lot of money.

Rows of old low buildings lined the side of the street, and some store owners opened their businesses with a yawn. After turning a street, Wang Yuan saw a breakfast spot tens of meters away on the left front at a glance.

The red dangler is swaying in the wind on the tree, and some diners are sitting on the benches at the open-air breakfast point, chatting enthusiastically while eating.

It was steaming hot and fragrant, and Wang Yuan's stomach started to growl.

He walked over and greeted: "Boss, here are five fried dough sticks, and a bowl of tofu nao."

"Okay~"

The boss was a fat old man wearing an apron, and he took the freshly fried fried dough sticks out of the oil pan. His wife helped to serve the tofu nao, and soon the food Wang Yuan wanted was on the table.

The freshly fried fritters are golden in color, crispy and fragrant. One bite of fritters and one bite of tofu brain immediately warms the stomach.

Some diners around asked the boss how much money he could earn in a day, and the fat old man said with a smile on his face:
"Not much, not much. I can't compare to you state-owned enterprise workers. I'll just earn hard money."

"Tch~ Don't pretend to be poor, there must be a lot of money coming and going to eat." Someone looked disbelieving.

"It really doesn't make money. The selling price is low and the profit is low. You can't make much money."

At this time, a new diner came over, and the fat old man hurried to greet him with a smile.

Sitting on the seat and eating the delicious breakfast, Wang Yuan shook his head with a smile. He knew that this breakfast spot must be a lot of money. I am afraid that the money earned by three or four state-owned enterprise workers would not be worth this breakfast spot.

Of course, there are small difficulties in ordering breakfast. For example, some bastards call "bookkeeping" directly after eating, but they are actually eating and drinking for nothing.

After eating, Wang Yuan wanted to smoke a cigarette, but found out that he had run out of cigarettes when he touched his pocket. It happened that this place was not far from Zhao Xing's store, so Wang Yuan paid for the meal and walked over there.

When I came to the door of the store, I saw a few workers busy tallying the goods inside, and the wooden ladder was blocked there and it was impossible to get in.

"Is Zhao Xing here?"

"You're looking for Brother Xing?" A short-haired young man put cigarettes on the shelf, looked Wang Yuan up and down, turned and went into the back room.

Soon, there was a burst of laughter along with the footsteps: "Wang Yuan!? What wind brought you here, quickly move the ladder aside."

Zhao Xing was wearing a black leather jacket, denim trousers, and hair that was parted.

After asking the younger brother to move the ladder away, he quickly invited Wang Yuan in. After knowing Wang Yuan's purpose, he directly brought him two boxes of Zhonghua cigarettes.

"Take it and smoke it, no money required."

"Hehe~ Is this a fortune?"

Inside the store is a small lounge. There is a single bed in the small lounge of less than 10 square meters. There is a small TV beside the bed. There are a lot of shoes and smelly socks on the table next to it and on the ground. Waste newspapers, women's magazines, lunch boxes, etc.

The smell was very pungent, Wang Yuan stood at the door frowning and did not go in.

"What's the point of getting rich? It's just to make a living... By the way, I heard that you know the mayor of our city? Is it true?" Zhao Xing looked at Wang Yuan with burning eyes. It was cold, so I quickly put on the cotton shoes.

"Why don't you know me? Why don't you know me? Do you want to know the mayor? I can't help you."

"Look at what you said, I'll just ask... how can someone like the mayor like us?" Zhao Xing was shocked, and he found that Wang Yuan seemed to really know the mayor.

Sudden.

The overcast sky began to crackle and raindrops fell, dark clouds rolled up, and the rain gradually became heavier. Pedestrians on the street began to shout and run home.

Standing in front of the west window, Wang Yuan saw two bicycles collided with each other. The two picked up the bicycle and continued to ride without any damage.

When it rained, he left in no hurry, opened a pack of cigarettes and threw one into his mouth, chatting with Zhao Xing while smoking.

"Hiss~ah? What you gave me is the real China?"

"Yeah, you still want to fake Zhonghua?"

"Here's a box of fake Zhonghua, and it's quite interesting to smoke if you make a fake Zhonghua."

bang~
A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by rolling and muffled thunder. The sound was so loud that the shop shook slightly.

Zhao Xing got up and opened the drawer, and found that there were no fake Zhonghua cigarettes, so he shouted at the top of his voice: "Xiao Juner, bring the cigarettes here!"

"Here comes Brother Xing."

The young man who had just chatted with Wang Yuan ran in, gave Wang Yuan a cold look, and then handed a box of fake cigarettes to Zhao Xing.

"Come on, little Jun'er, don't go away first, let me introduce you, this is Wang Yuan, called Brother Yuan!" Zhao Xing hooked Xiao Jun'er's shoulder, and introduced Wang Yuan with a smile.

Wang Yuan took a look at the young man named "Xiaojun". The latter was very young, probably less than 20 years old, over 1.9 meters tall, with clear, bright and long eyes, and quite handsome. He was even more handsome than many male stars in terms of appearance.

It's just that the chin was lifted slightly, as if he was quite dissatisfied with Wang Yuan.

"Brother Yuan."

"Well, what's your full name?"

Wang Yuan looked at Zhao Xing curiously and asked casually, there are too many scumbags in the society, do you need to introduce him?
"Yang Jun, Wang Yuan, don't underestimate him. My brother is only 19 years old. He came out of the provincial sports school to fight and do things well. Now he is my brother!"

Wang Yuan smiled and nodded. Zhao Xing should focus on training Yang Jun, and introduce some people he knows to him as contacts.

Yang Jun was full of arrogance, and he left after seeing Zhao Xing waving.

The rain outside the window was getting bigger and bigger, crackling~ the wind blew, and countless raindrops hit the window directly and slid down the window. The road outside has formed a winding stream, and the raindrops the size of beans hit There are splashes of water on the water.

Zhao Xing frowned and looked at the rain outside the window, took a puff of a cigarette, and said irritably:
"That day when I went back to the village, my mother told me that weasels had entered the house and asked me to catch them, but I didn't catch any of them after a lot of effort... It's really evil. Those weasels look like they have become spirits."

"Huh? How many?"

Wang Yuan felt guilty for a moment, and if nothing else happened, the weasels in Zhao Xing's family were the ones he released.

"At least three! There may be more. Anyway, I only saw three. Seven or eight of the chickens at home were killed... My mother thought I was incompetent and kicked me out."

"Ahem~ weasels are really hard to catch." Wang Yuan dealt with it casually, no matter how smart Zhao Xing was, he couldn't guess that weasels were set by himself, right?
"I understand. In fact, my mother doesn't think I can't catch the weasel. She thinks that I haven't followed the right path, so she is angry. Really, my mother always looks at me disliked...

In fact, I feel that what I have done is also very good. The price of the fake Zhonghua cigarettes I made is only half of the price of real cigarettes. So why are many people unable to afford real cigarettes?I am also thinking about them, and it can be regarded as serving the people. "

"I rely on...you can have something to do with serving the people?"

Wang Yuan looked at Zhao Xing in surprise, and he realized why the latter was so shameless?It is so lofty to say that the price of counterfeiting is cheating money.

"It was."

Zhao Xing looked calm and confident: "The Zhonghua cigarettes here are so cheap, how can people who buy cigarettes not understand? To put it bluntly, they also know that the cigarettes are fake."

"Then why buy it?"

"Just for the sake of pretending, is it the same to take out a box of Zhonghualai and a box of big chicken in front of your friends?"

In an instant, Wang Yuan was surrounded by him.

At this time Yang Jun ran in and asked Zhao Xing what he had for lunch.

Zhao Xing pondered for a while and said: "Let's eat venison hot pot. Didn't we kill a deer when we entered the mountain yesterday? Just eat that deer."

Perhaps seeing Wang Yuan's curiosity, Zhao Xing explained with a smile:
"I didn't have anything to do yesterday, so I took a group of brothers to go hunting in the suburbs, Ma De, the borrowed hound was not very easy to handle, and it took me a long time to find the footprints of the roe deer.

After chasing for a long time, I failed to catch up with the roe deer, but ended up catching up with a deer..."

It was pouring rain outside, so Wang Yuan didn't leave, and had a meal with Zhao Xing, Yang Jun and others at noon.

Put a table in an open space on the north side of the store, put a charcoal brazier, and squat a special black small iron pot on it.

Put slices of cut venison into the hot soup, and the bones will soon bubble up.

Zhao Xing warmly greeted Wang Yuan to eat venison, he felt that Wang Yuan agreed to stay for dinner to give him face:
"You're welcome to eat and eat, venison is great tonic... and leek flowers? Xiaojun, go get some leek flowers."

"Okay bro, I'm going right now."

Yang Jun was still chewing on the venison, so he quickly went to get another big bowl of leek flowers, and gave each person a small bowl of chives.

Take out the cooked venison with chopsticks in the pot, dip it in a small bowl with leek flowers, and put it in your mouth. Wang Yuan repeatedly praised:
"It's so fragrant! It's much better than pork, and the leek flowers are also delicious."

"Is it? This is Xiaojun's grandma's chive flower. To be honest, this leek flower is a bit salty... Come, drink."

There was a heavy rainstorm outside, the cold wind was blowing, and the whining noise of the blowing buildings was like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Some pedestrians rode bicycles and rushed forward recklessly, but the wheels hit the small puddle, and they fell into the puddle with their cars.

My clothes were soaked and there was nothing I could do, so I got up, wiped my face, got on the bicycle and continued walking.

But Wang Yuan and the others stayed in the warm room, drinking good wine and eating delicious venison hot pot, living very uncomfortable.

In contrast, they are indeed much better off than most ordinary people.

First put 3 catties of venison into the pot, and then another 4 catties of venison were added to the pot. With the stuff in their stomachs, several people ate slowly, chattering while eating.

Zhao Xing talked about his hunting experience: "Wang Yuan, you don't know, this deer runs very fast, it spreads its hooves like flying, and it disappears in the blink of an eye."

"Then how did you hit him?"

"Relying on an unyielding spirit, well, in fact, there is also a lot of luck... The few of us carried shotguns and walked up the slope, over three or four beams Come? Anyway, I have been chasing him for a long time.

And guess what?I stooped down and saw a deer grazing next to a stone ladle!
Then what else to say, just raise the gun and shoot it. "

Zhao Xing was beaming when he said that, thinking of yesterday's scene, he was also a little bit embarrassed. After chasing for a long time, he couldn't see the shadow of the deer—their brothers, who were dead and cold, were almost discouraged.

"And then? Hit a deer?"

Wang Yuan was also attracted, hovering in the air with the venison in his chopsticks without putting it in his mouth.

"Ahem, the distance is a bit far, I missed it."

"Hey, let's go for a long time."

"Don't worry, although I missed the shot, Xiao Jun'er also took a shot. He hit the deer's ass with one shot, and the hounds yelled and rushed to catch him... It was a head Buck, do you have a deer whip?"

"Forget it, I don't even need to make up for Gaga Meng."

"Hahaha~ You are bragging..."

Wang Yuan also shared with them his previous hunting experience, especially how many times he had narrowly escaped from the black blind man, Zhao Xing and the others' eyes widened.

The venison of the wild deer is indeed very delicious, but it is a pity that it will be difficult to eat after a few years of hunting ban. After one meal, Wang Yuan completely finished the meal, and the belt felt uncomfortable and loosened the belt.

Several people drank 4 bottles of white wine, and by the end Zhao Xing was blushing, and he was about to slip under the table uncontrollably.

Wang Yuan quickly grabbed him, and said with a smile: "What's wrong, Zhao Xing, are you really drunk?"

"I'm not sober."

Zhao Xing's tongue was stiff, his eyes were full of drunkenness, but his consciousness was quite clear:
"Wang Yuan, let me ask you, I know you are well-informed, but do you know the bald guy in the city?"

"Bald second? I know him." Wang Yuan put down his chopsticks, lit a fake Zhonghua cigarette and took a puff.

He hasn't heard the name "Bald Er Er" for a long time. Before that, he and Li Shen opened a chain restaurant together, and Bald Er Er also opened a chain restaurant, which was regarded as a hostile relationship.

The bald second smashed a restaurant, but Li Shen turned his back and sued him to the court. The bald second suffered a lot from that incident, and finally stayed in the bureau for more than a month and lost a few dollars. Ten thousand yuan, and asked someone to invite Li Shen to dinner, so Li Shen let him go.

"The bald boy still runs a restaurant, right?"

"It's too early to open. It seems that there are small restaurants everywhere now. The competition is too fierce, so how can you make money." Zhao Xing also lit a cigarette, squinted his eyes and took a puff and slowly exhaled a smoke ring:
"Now the bald boy is just like me, all fake cigarettes and alcohol... Ahem, anyway, there have been a few fights.

This grandson wants to bully us when he sees us young, damn it, it’s just a big scar if you lose your head, we men are not afraid of fighting! "

Wang Yuan nodded. Suddenly, he looked at the pattern on the dining table and felt a little familiar. Then he took a closer look and saw that it was a Hainan Huanghuali wood table!
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he directly asked, "Where did this table come from?"

"I was in the store when I bought it." Not only is Zhao Xing not stupid at all, but rather smart, his eyes seem to be shining for a moment:
"Why? Is this table a treasure? Then I have to keep it."

Wang Yuan's face turned dark.

(End of this chapter)