Uncle Cheng, the canteen supervisor nearby, picked it up and evaluated it.
"This rabbit is about 5 kilograms, and this pheasant is about 3 kilograms. According to the usual price, a rabbit is 1.5 yuan, and a pheasant is 1 yuan."
When Chen Xia heard the price, he asked in surprise, "Uncle, do you think this is a loss?"
"Not bad, not bad, haha, city comrades are just polite."
"That's it, Gu Lin. Give me 6.5 yuan."
With the first seller's profuse thanks, the first transaction was successfully completed, and the price was really not low in the local area.
6.5 yuan is half a month's expenses for a worker in the city, and half a year's pocket money for old farmers in the mountains.
When the people behind heard the price, they all breathed a sigh of relief. They had originally thought that the price would definitely be lowered this time, but unexpectedly the price remained the same.
And to be honest, Uncle Cheng in the cafeteria is a bit too considerate of his fellow townsmen. If he were to purchase the goods himself, he would definitely lower the price.
The enthusiasm of all the mountain people present was ignited to sell.
The rabbits and pheasants were collected immediately. A total of 56 rabbits and 78 pheasants were collected. It seems that the ecology is well protected in this era, and the hunters have made a great harvest.
Then the yellow muntjac appeared.
This four-legged animal that looks like a deer and a dog is called "Laogu Chicken" in Yuezhou. It was later rated as a national second-class protected animal and is one of the "animals that will spend their whole lives in prison." However, it was not uncommon in the 1970s and 1980s, and hunting was allowed.
Later generations created a dish called "Mountain Deer and Winter Bamboo Shoots Stew" which is made from the meat of this animal.
Winter bamboo shoots, onions, celery, green onions, old ginger, garlic, tangerine peel, Sichuan peppercorns, and red peppers are stir-fried first and then stewed. Oh, it's really delicious.
I saw a few farmers leading three yellow muntjacs over. The muntjacs kept barking, which made the young nurses feel sorry for them and they were hesitant to say anything.
Uncle Cheng picked them up and estimated, "Section Chief Chen, the two are about 60 kilograms each, and the other is about 50 kilograms. Based on the usual price, you should give 15 yuan for the big one and 12 yuan for the small one."
The prices of wild products in the mountains are so low that it's outrageous. Chen Xia is not a saint. She won't lower the price, nor will she raise the price out of pity for them.
It's a pity for these mountain people. Raising the prices also raises their expectations. This is not necessarily a good thing. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
And those subsequent acquirers also have to make a living. You pity one, but can you pity the other? The law of the market economy is that business is business, and personal relationships are personal relationships.
Chen Xia is eating it as long as he can before the animal protection law comes out, because he won’t be able to eat it even if he wants to in the future.
As for the two national epidemics of infectious diseases, wild animals were actually blamed, and it was eventually proved that they were not the real source of infection.
Chen Xia readily asked Gu Lin to pay the money, and the "Old Valley Chicken" was taken to the back by the staff to be slaughtered.
When Gu Lin saw this beautiful yellow muntjac, she felt a little cruel, but she did not say anything. She decided to eat three big bowls of it with tears in her eyes that night.
Wild boar meat was also indispensable. Just then, a few mountain folks arrived carrying two slabs of wild boar meat. Chen Xia didn't particularly like this kind of meat; it was too fishy and required a lot of seasoning, but since he'd made such a boast, he had no choice but to accept it.
I paid 80 yuan for two pieces of pork, and 10 yuan for the pig stomach.
Chen Xia told the mountain people below that he would not take the wild boar meat left, but would take as many wild boar stomachs as he could.
Then came the mountain folks selling roasted mountain products: Chinese torreya nuts at 0.30 a pound, walnuts at 0.20 a pound, and they would buy whatever they could get. If you showed this at a wedding during Chinese New Year, it would definitely amaze everyone.
Later, several groups of people came to sell snakes. Chen Xia shook his head like a rattle and refused to accept any of them.
Even when they approached, Chen Xia quickly jumped onto the truck. He was so terrified of this kind of mollusk that he got goose bumps just by looking at it, let alone eating it.
In this way, Chen Xia collected a whole truck of mountain products in one afternoon. With the help of the canteen staff and colleagues from the Fourth Hospital, he cleaned them all up and loaded them onto the truck.
Chen Xia left three wild rabbits and five pheasants and asked the canteen staff to help cook them in the evening. He himself planned to drive a large truck to "deliver" these wild game products to be traded and sold.
Wei Hongxing jumped into the car very eagerly to act as the driver, but Chen Xia grabbed him.
"It's okay, it's okay. I can drive the truck myself. You've worked hard today. Have a good meal with your comrades tonight and take a rest."
Nonsense, Chen Xia was not really going to drive back to Ke Town. He just planned to find an empty corner to put the game away. If it was left outside for a long time, it would become smelly.
It only took Chen Xia one hour to go back and forth. No one knew who he sold all these things to. Anyway, the truck was full when he left and clean when he came back.
But we are all smart people. We ask what we should ask and don’t ask what we shouldn’t ask, so we will know the answer.
The evening meal was lively. Chen Xia "hauled back" a few cases of beer by truck, and then he had a request:
"Comrades, there are no elders or leaders tonight. I suggest that everyone, regardless of gender, must drink alcohol, whether it's white wine, red wine, or beer. Just tell me what you want and I'll give it to you. Anyone who doesn't drink is a traitor. Sleep alone in the bathroom tonight."
Most people applauded and said, "Yes, we have to drink."
A young nurse called out, "Chief Chen, we can drink, but first you have to sing a song for us, like the one we sang last time in Qingfeng Village."
Chen Xia stood up and drank a glass of beer to moisten his throat.
"No problem, let me think about it. How about I sing you a song from Hong Kong and Taiwan, 'The Moon Represents My Heart'."
Everyone applauded enthusiastically. Chen Xia picked up a beer bottle and sang affectionately:
"You asked me how much I love you, how much I love you, my feelings are true, my love is true, the moon represents my heart.
You asked me how much I love you, how much I love you, my feelings are unwavering, my love is unchanging, the moon represents my heart.
A gentle kiss has touched my heart, and a deep love makes me miss you until now.
You ask me how much I love you, how much I love you, think about it, look at it, the moon represents my heart.
While singing, Chen Xia looked at Gu Lin affectionately.
This kind of crazy display of affection caused the young nurses to scream. They were all mesmerized by the singing and imagined that if a prince charming like Section Chief Chen sang to them, they would be willing to die.
The male doctors were all so excited that they wanted to remember it and planned to use the same trick the next time they pursued a girl. My God, the lethality was really too great.
These days, pop songs and literary poetry are the absolute best way to pick up girls; few girls can resist them. If that doesn't work, how about driving a jeep and wearing sunglasses?
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