Qian Zenggang was startled, not expecting that fox spirits really existed, but he instantly became excited again.
He was a hunter, with a fierce nature, and he never believed in fate. In his view, capturing a fox spirit was a chance to make a fortune!
So Qian Zenggang took Tao Yuxiang to the black market in the provincial capital to find a wealthy buyer, and they happened to run into Tang Jinhan, who had dug up ginseng and was secretly exchanging it for money to buy candy for his girlfriend.
Each preoccupied with their own thoughts, the two of them ended up going to the black market in the provincial capital.
A century-old ginseng is very valuable, and Tang Jinhan quickly sold it, getting two hundred yuan!
He bought some rare items for his sister, and also bought some rice, flour, and meat for his family. He then went home with the remaining money in his pocket.
Out of curiosity, he went out of his way to see what Qian Zenggang had gotten from the mountain that he had made a special trip to the provincial capital to sell!
There was a bamboo basket in front of Qian Zenggang, inside which lay a dirty little dog, barely alive.
Passersby glanced at the dog but no one came up to ask the price. They couldn't even support their own families and had enough room to live, so how could they have the time and leisure to keep a dog?
Tang Jinhan suddenly met a pair of pitiful eyes, just like his little cousin's pitiful expression as she tried to get him to beg for mercy.
He shuddered and, as if possessed, stepped forward. "Brother Gangzi, where did you get this little thing?"
Qian Zenggang was also someone who loved to show off. Anyway, since both of them were in the provincial capital, he made his fortune by selling fox spirits, which couldn't be hidden from the people in the same village.
He then leaned closer mysteriously and said, "You've never seen anything like it, have you? This isn't an ordinary snow fox, it's a fox spirit!"
Tang Jinhan chuckled and asked in a low voice, "Brother Gang, are you still half asleep? Fox spirits, huh? The organization doesn't allow the promotion of feudal superstition. If someone with ulterior motives reports this, you're in big trouble."
“It really is a fox spirit, this little thing even talks to me,” Qian Zenggang said confidently, then, fearing Tang Jinhan wouldn’t believe him, he pinched Tao Yuxiang’s ear hard. “You little beast, talk to me!”
Tao Yuxiang cried out in agony, her eyes glaring at him with a fierce look.
Qian Zenggang was so angry when he saw this that he was about to hit him, but Tang Jinhan stopped him in time.
"Brother Gang, why are you arguing with such a little thing?" Tang Jinhan laughed and put his arm around Qian Zenggang's arm in a friendly manner. "You said it's a fox spirit, aren't you afraid of getting retribution?"
"The old folks say this little thing is a bit strange. Brother, I think you'd better let it go. You might end up in jail without even getting any money!"
Qian Zenggang rubbed his hands together with a greedy grin: "Brother, fox spirits are a once-in-a-millennium occurrence, there must be someone who recognizes them. I'm quick on my feet and run away as soon as something's wrong, and I'm from a remote mountain village, who would recognize me?"
"Besides, where can you make big money without taking risks? Your brother's luck might be about to change for the better in his life!"
Tang Jinhan casually inquired, "How much does Brother Gang want to sell it for?"
Qian Zenggang stretched out his hand and gestured.
"two hundred?"
"Two hundred is nothing, it must be over two thousand!" Qian Zenggang chuckled, licking his lips and rubbing his hands together. "If you don't pay enough to bring a fox spirit home, it wouldn't be right, would it?"
A cold glint flashed in Tang Jinhan's eyes as he patted Gang's shoulder. "Looks like Brother Gang will have to wait a while. I'll head back now."
Qian Zenggang waved his hand at him and continued to stay where he was.
But the little fox stared at him with pleading eyes, as if it had come to life.
Tang Jinhan gritted his teeth, took off his coat, turned it inside out, bent over and dressed up, stuffed money and candy into the child's hands, and gave him these instructions.
Qian Zenggang waited for a while, but seeing that no one was interested in his fox spirit, he picked up his basket and approached a well-dressed person, whispering, "Comrade, do you want a fox spirit? A fox spirit that can talk!"
Most of the people gave him a strange look, and seeing the dejected little fox, they hurriedly left.
Those who were even slightly interested, once they inquired about the price, all turned away with a sneer as if they were crazy.
This was completely different from what Qian Zenggang had envisioned.
He was furious and couldn't help but kick the basket, saying angrily, "You little beast, if you don't talk and earn me a thousand or eight hundred yuan, I'll skin you alive and sell your skin, and then eat your flesh!"
Tao Yuxiang kept her eyes closed, not giving him any sound. She only regretted not cultivating more in her spare time. Otherwise, she would have had more ways to protect herself and wouldn't have had her life ended by such a greedy and cruel villain.
"Oh ho, I don't believe I can't force you to talk," Qian Zenggang was so greedy that he impulsively pulled out the dagger he usually used for self-defense from his pocket and stabbed at Tao Yuxiang's little paws.
She gritted her teeth and groaned, her eyes filled with hatred, secretly vowing that if she could escape this calamity today, she would repay it a thousand times over!
The fox spirit has a high sense of self-esteem and is also an exceptionally talented snow fox.
She had never suffered such humiliation in her five hundred years.
"Are you going to talk or not?" Qian Zenggang patted her face with the bloodstained knife, pressing the cold tip of the blade against the bloodstains. "Let me see where to cut next, the tail, the ear, or the tongue?"
"Young man, that's enough," an old man selling secondhand books nearby couldn't stand it anymore and tugged at his clothes. "Everything has a spirit, why do you have to insult it? Be careful you don't suffer retribution!"
The organization's propaganda was very effective; 90% of the people knew that there were no ghosts or spirits in the world, and besides, they had never seen them. All their knowledge came from what the elderly had heard.
However, while Xia Huaren may not believe it, he still maintains an innate reverence for it.
The little fox can't speak, but foxes are extremely vengeful. People would avoid them if they could, so how could they treat them like this?
Qian Zenggang shoved the man to the ground. "Pah! I know city people will buy anything. Bringing this fox spirit home will bring you promotions and wealth, and ensure you have many children and grandchildren. You'll get whatever you ask for!"
"Two thousand yuan is too little!"
Having said that, he raised the dagger and lunged at the beautiful tail...
"Oh no! Everyone run! The plainclothes police are here..."
A loud voice rang out, and everyone quickly packed up their things and ran off.
Qian Zenggang was also startled and instinctively picked up the basket and ran away.
But he was unfamiliar with the area and ran headlong into a dead end.
Three young men swaggered over, arrogantly shouting, "Where do you think you're going! What are you carrying? Where did you come from?"
"Whether the organization provides you with food or clothes, do you really need to openly violate regulations and sell things privately? Come on, let's go to the police station and have a good talk!"
As they spoke, they stepped forward, two of them grabbing the bamboo baskets, while one of them tried to pull Qian Zenggang away.
Zeng Gang struggled fiercely after being cheated out of the money. Seizing the opportunity, he didn't even dare to take the bamboo basket. With the strength of a bull, he broke free and ran away.
Once the others had run off, Tang Jinhan sneaked over from behind the wall, gratefully handing each of them ten yuan: "Thanks, brothers!"
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