Since they were meeting an acquaintance, Fu Manshan did not hesitate and readily said that he would sell all the game to Zhang Jianguo.

The two went to Zhang's house together again. At this time, Zhang's father and mother had gone out to queue up to buy vegetables, and only Zhang Jianguo's wife Yang Wei was at home doing housework.

Seeing her husband bringing back the old man from last time, Yang Wei knew that she had found a way and happily came out to greet him, "Isn't this the uncle who exchanged cloth with us last time? What a coincidence that you have met him again."

Fu Manshan smiled innocently. He always didn't know what to say in front of city girls.

"Uncle, come in and sit down. Yang Wei, pour me some water," Zhang Jianguo said, pulling Fu Manshan into the house. "We're destined to be together. Whenever I need something, I always find you."

"It's no coincidence. I've only been there twice, and I sold everything to you."

Fu Manshan was embarrassed to sit on someone else's clean sofa and felt a little uneasy standing there.

Zhang Jianguo was a warm-hearted young man. He pushed Fu Manshan onto the sofa without giving him any room to refuse and brought him some hot water to drink.

"To be honest, uncle, I traded grain last time for a gift for my boss, and this time I'm trading it for game as well," Zhang Jianguo said, taking a long sip of water. "There's a team leader position in our unit that I've been waiting for for a long time. Whether I can get it depends on whether the gift I give this time is to our boss's liking."

Fu Manshan didn't understand this at all, but he knew that working in the city didn't have it much easier than farmers, and the relationships between people were very complicated.

"Then take a look. I have a hare and a pheasant here. If that doesn't work, I'll go back to the village and look for more."

Zhang Jianguo opened the backpack and took a look. Wow, these were big rabbits and big pheasants, so fat. Their director loved them, so there was no problem!

"That's enough, uncle. It's more than enough."

Fu Manshan was relieved. It was not easy to go up the mountain at this time.

Zhang Jianguo scratched his head. He didn't know what to exchange for the game. "Uncle, I see you're not short of food and meat. Tell me what kind of tickets you'd like to exchange for?"

Fu Manshan thought about it carefully and felt that there was enough food and drink at home, and it would not be enough even if he bought more, so it would be better to take some rare things back.

"I thought, it's Chinese New Year now, there are many children in the family, and it's my daughter's first year back home, so if I could get some candy or cake tickets, that would be fine."

"These aren't difficult," Yang Wei said. She had a good friend who worked at the supply and marketing cooperative. "I traded our company's cloth for some snack tickets last time. I'll give them to you first."

Yang Wei works at the National Cotton Mill, and the thing she has the most is cloth.

"I have a thermos ticket and two soap tickets here. Uncle, are you interested?" Yang Wei felt that these things should be rare for rural people.

Fu Manshan was interested. He had noticed the beautiful thermos in the Zhang family, which was filled with a lot of hot water.

"These things alone are not enough to exchange for my uncle's game. I still have some milk candies and peach cakes at home. If you don't mind, you can take them too." Yang Wei felt that it was a good deal to sacrifice her son's food rations for the sake of her husband's future.

Fu Manshan actually didn't quite understand the value of these things, but he knew that even if he had money, he couldn't get candy and snacks.

"Okay, I'll switch with you!"

Seeing Fu Manshan so happy, Zhang Jianguo and Yang Wei felt a little embarrassed. Meat is extremely valuable nowadays. At the beginning of the year, the supply of meat was already insufficient. They could only find ways to exchange some meat on the black market.

I thought I would have to spend a lot of money to get satisfactory game, but I didn’t expect to meet such a down-to-earth person like Fu Manshan.

Zhang Jianguo called Yang Wei aside to discuss something, and the two of them dug out a lot of things from the house.

"Uncle, here are some of my son's old clothes. Boys grow up quickly, so if you don't mind, you can take them too. I also have this vanishing cream, I haven't used it yet, you can give it to Auntie." Yang Wei stuffed the things into Fu Manshan's hands. "And this cotton shoe ticket, use it to exchange for a pair of shoes."

"And here are some melon seeds, canned fruit and egg cakes. There aren't many things here, you can take them back and try them." Zhang Jianguo also took out a bag of things.

Fu Manshan refused repeatedly, "This is too much, I can't do that."

Yang Wei put all the food into Fu Manshan's backpack and said, "Don't be polite. We both have our own selfish motives. We want to do a long-term business with you. What do you think?"

Fu Manshan agreed without thinking. In fact, with their current living conditions, they had enough food and drink, but they lacked some daily necessities. If he had someone he could rely on, he would not bother to take the risk of going to the black market.

When he came, there were only two wild game in his backpack, but when he left, it was filled with a whole basket of things. Although the Zhang family said that they were taking advantage, Fu Manshan was still quite content. If he took these back, his wife and granddaughters would definitely like them.

"With this rabbit and pheasant, your promotion should be secure, right?" Yang Wei asked her husband expectantly.

Zhang Jianguo didn't want to be happy too soon. He was still a little worried. "Who knows if Fu Tiancheng, that gigolo, will get some good stuff from somewhere. Let's keep a low profile."

Before Fu Manshan had walked far, he heard the conversation between Zhang Jianguo and his wife. He turned around in surprise. What did he hear?

Fu Tiancheng? This seems to be the name of his eldest son.

Fu Manshan hesitated for only three seconds and left without looking back. Whether it was true or not, it had nothing to do with him. He didn't want to know anything about his eldest son.

With the ticket he exchanged, Fumanshan went to the supply and marketing cooperative. The Chinese New Year was just a few days away, and there were many people buying things there. The staff had a very bad attitude, especially towards farmers like Fumanshan.

But Fu Manshan didn't mind. It was normal for city people to be a little arrogant.

He was holding a thermos in his left hand, a pair of cotton shoes for his wife in his right hand, and a basket full of things on his back as he walked home happily.

As soon as they left the city, they heard Heiwa's cry. Fumanshan walked quickly forward and met Heiwa in a deserted place. He touched its head, and the man and the dog returned happily.

When they got home, it was already past lunch time. Jiang Fengxia had left some steamed buns in the pot and fried some cabbage. Fu Manshan was also hungry, so he ate it up in big mouthfuls.

"Why don't you buy yourself a pair of cotton shoes? I stay at home every day, why should I wear such nice shoes?" Jiang Fengxia complained to the old man.

Fu Manshan just laughed foolishly.

Jiang Fengxia looked through the basket and said, "Oh, what a rare thing! This snack is really good. The egg cake smells so good."

Although she didn't get more food and meat in exchange, Jiang Fengxia was satisfied. She had lived half her life and had never eaten these things.

She gave Zhaodi and Pandi each a piece of toffee and peach cake, and Jiang Fengxia hid the rest.

"Old lady, here's this," Fu Manshan took out the box of vanishing cream from his pocket. "It's new. I'll put it on your face. I see everyone in the city uses this."

Jiang Fengxia's face flushed. "I'm old, why would I put this on?"

But she still took it happily and put it on the table in the inner room.

Fu Baoer's teeth felt sore. This old man's love was really unbearable for him!