"Let's hurry back. The rain is getting heavier. It would be bad if a mudslide or landslide trapped us here. People won't be able to find that place for a while. It's too dangerous."

Xie Jun'an agreed, picked a few banana leaves to cover his head, and the group hurried down the mountain. Passing by the place where the trap had been set yesterday, they took a special look.

This sight gave them quite a fright.

A huge wild boar was standing in the pit, its tusks snorting as it rooted at the trap. It must have weighed at least three or four hundred pounds.

Looking up again, I saw a net not far ahead stirring, trapping a round thing inside, wearing armor, which I couldn't see clearly in the mirror.

Mingjing stepped forward, just about to lift her foot.

"Sister, watch out for animal traps!" Chen Cheng hurriedly warned.

He had set a trap there before; if someone stepped on it, their leg would be snapped in two.

Mingjing looked down and saw a bear trap at his feet. However, a dead rat was caught in the trap, which went straight through his body, leaving him lying there covered in blood.

"fine."

Mingjing breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, it was shut down; otherwise, she would have had to accept disability relief subsidies.

After stepping over the animal trap, Mingjing finally saw what was inside the large net.

"It's a pangolin."

When the pangolin is frightened, it curls into a ball, its thick scales covering itself; it is at least the size of a football.

Chen Cheng walked over, his face flushed with excitement, and grabbed Mingjing, shouting, "Pangolin?"

The pangolin was quite large and plump, which delighted Chen Cheng.

"What do you want to do?" Mingjing frowned.

[Congratulations, host, you have unlocked the rare species, the Chinese pangolin. Releasing it will earn you 5,000 points and 300 luck points.]

Mingjing was astonished. As expected of a national treasure, it was even more amazing than ancient creatures.

"Sister, we've struck it rich! Pangolins are treasures that even many hunters can't get. This one is enough for us to buy a house."

For hunters, pangolins are far more valuable than wild boars. Currently, the market is unregulated, leading to the hunting and even extinction of large numbers of wild animals.

Pangolin meat is a hot commodity in restaurants, with many people preferring wild game and believing that the more natural and unprocessed something is, the more delicious it is.

In addition, pangolin scales can promote blood circulation, remove blood stasis, disperse nodules and reduce swelling, and have extremely high medicinal value in the treatment of cancer, which led to the extinction of pangolins.

"You want it?"

Chen Cheng nodded and reached out to pull the net. "Sister, help me out. This thing is fast and has stiff armor. We have to catch it while it's still in the net."

Looking at the pangolin in front of him, Chen Cheng even figured out where to buy a villa.

He thought that if he could encounter one every day when he went up the mountain, he wouldn't need to go to a technical school to learn a skill.

Even if someone goes to university, they might not be able to make a lot of money, let alone a mediocre student like him who just coasts through his studies.

Mingjing seemed to see right through him and pointed out, "Little boy, just go to school honestly and don't think about any crooked ways."

After putting down the rope, Chen Cheng planned to put the pangolin in a snakeskin bag, when suddenly someone lightly patted his forehead.

"You really don't know the law. This thing is called 'jail in jail.' If you get caught, you'll never get out of jail for the rest of your life. Just wait and see if you get food and lodging."

Chen Cheng's eyes widened. "Really? Sis, this thing is valuable! I've never heard of it before..."

“You still don’t trust your sister? Let her go,” Xie Jun’an chimed in.

"But……"

Chen Cheng was unwilling to let go; that was worth hundreds of thousands.

Before he could agree, Mingjing took the net and kicked the pangolin into the bushes.

Mingjing heard the sound of points being credited to her account.

"Mingjing, you wait here while Chen Cheng and I go over there to cut bamboo and bring the wild boar up."

Xie Junan dragged the mournful-looking Chen Cheng over there to cut bamboo.

"Be careful," Mingjing warned, and as the two walked away, she took out the remaining anesthetic from the system and shot it at the wild boar.

After one injection, the anesthetic wore off automatically, and the wild boar grunted twice before swaying and collapsing.

Fearing the wild boar might wake up halfway, Mingjing jumped down and slit its throat with a dagger.

When the two men returned carrying a thick bamboo pole, they were stunned to see the wild boar lying in the pit.

"Oh, the wild boar couldn't think straight and committed suicide. Hand me the rope, tie it up, and carry it down the mountain," Mingjing said calmly.

Chen Cheng blinked, feeling incredulous. After a moment of bewilderment, he finally threw the rope down.

Xie Jun'an used a fisherman's knot to tightly bind the wild boar's four hooves, and with great effort, he pulled the wild boar up.

He and Chen Cheng each carried one end of the load, while Mingjing carried a basket on her back and swayed as she descended the mountain.

The wild boar was too heavy, and the group had to stop and rest every few hundred meters. The drizzle in the sky didn't stop; instead, it got heavier and heavier.

"There's a cave over there, let's hide there for a while," Xie Jun'an said, carrying the wild boar over to the cave ahead.

The cave was pitch black, and every now and then a few bats became agitated because of their arrival.

Unsure if there were bears or other wild animals inside, Mingjing didn't dare linger. Once the rain subsided, they carried the wild boar down the mountain.

"You've been gone for so long, if you hadn't come back soon, I would have gone up the mountain to look for you," Dong Li complained as he saw the group driving back from afar.

Xia Wei also complained, "Why are you so late? The mountain road is slippery and too dangerous. I shouldn't have let you go today. I was so worried about you."

Chen Cheng got out of the car without arguing, just kept grinning foolishly, and followed them to the trunk.

"Mom and Dad, we made the right choice going today."

Xie Junan got out of the car in the rain and opened the trunk. "Dad, I got a lot of good stuff today. Can you help me out?"

"What is this? Do I need help with it?" Dong Li asked, puzzled. He stepped forward and saw that it was a burlap sack, which piqued his curiosity once again.

Xie Junan didn't explain, but just told him to carry the sack back to the house. Once everyone was there, Mingjing hurriedly closed the door, and the sign on the door was flipped over to show "Closed for Business".

There were no other customers in the shop, and Dong Li and his two companions stared at them with curiosity.

"What's all the secrecy about? What's in this sack?" Dong Li asked curiously, lifting the sack and staring wide-eyed, speechless.

It took him a long time to finally say, "Wild boar! Did you hunt this?"

Chen Cheng nodded, "Uncle, this is a wild boar we caught by digging a trap in the sky, and this is also it."

He picked up the basket on his back with a showy air, and the lingzhi and ginseng inside attracted their attention.

Upon hearing that it was ginseng, Xia Wei's expression lit up, and she leaned closer, "My goodness, is this a radish or ginseng?"

"Ginseng? So big? So much of it? And lingzhi too, this must be a hundred or two hundred years old, right?"

Dong Li's voice trembled with excitement, "Where did you get this?"

"It's on the mountain."

Chen Cheng told Dong Li about what happened on the mountain, which made Dong Li very eager to try it himself.

This is the first time I've heard of wild ginseng and lingzhi growing in large quantities.

"Jun'an, you guys go upstairs and take a shower, don't catch a cold. I'll pack these things up, they can fetch a high price."

Dong Li excitedly rummaged through the basket on his back, emptying out all the ginseng and lingzhi mushrooms.

They come in all shapes and sizes, and are plump and full, with even the roots and stems being complete. Not to mention him, even old people who often go up the mountain to dig for ginseng can't get their hands on these.

Mingjing came downstairs wearing Xia Wei's dress, exuding a mature aura.

All the ginseng was washed clean, and Dong Li was framing it on the table.

It's called "framing," but it's really just putting the ginseng in a few boxes that hold dried abalone. This little shop doesn't usually have any high-end goods, so only abalone and ginseng are considered classy.