He also knew that if he walked straight east from the village for 50 miles, he would reach Buse, the capital of Russia.
The Russians are now rolling in money by selling oil.
Not only is there an abundance of grain, but industrial urea is also being produced on a large scale.
Unlike in Northeast China now, where people usually have to save their excrement to use as fertilizer.
Once enough fertilizer has been collected, it's time to cook rice cakes in the village's large pot.
The whole village reeked.
The fat Russians are all looking for wild game and mountain delicacies, spreading honey on their bread at every meal and adding honey to their tea.
If we can hunt wild game and collect wild honey, we can also try to find the black market in Busse.
They traded wild game for wheat.
The work points deducted for a few days of absence can be recovered in one go, not to mention having extra grain or even money.
It's decided.
Lin Mo crouched down furtively and whispered to Miao Qingsong:
"Do you dare to skip work together tomorrow? I'm going into the mountains to hunt, and you can assist me. Not only can you learn a skill from me, but I'll also share some of the game with you."
That's a provocative statement.
But Miao Qingsong was afraid that if he skipped class, his father would spin him like a top.
"You'll get at least one wild rabbit," Lin Mo added, offering an extremely tempting offer.
"Okay!" Miao Qingsong was so tempted that he no longer hesitated.
So be it, I'll just take the spinning top home and maybe I won't get a beating.
The next morning, Lin Mo felt like his whole body was about to fall apart from the pain.
I struggled to get out of bed before dawn.
He sneakily carried his father's inheritance and went to the back mountain to meet up with Miao Qingsong.
"Today, I'll teach you how to chase rabbits!"
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