Chapter 846: How about this?
“What a good thing!”
Looking at the sika deer carcass on the ground, Chu Heng’s eyes suddenly lit up. This thing is full of treasures. , from the head to the heel, there is nothing that cannot be used, it is a real treasure beast.
Deer teeth detoxify and relieve pain, deer marrow nourishes yang and produces sperm, venison nourishes the five internal organs, regulates qi and blood, deer kidney nourishes the kidneys, strengthens yang and also produces milk, deer whip... well, anyway, it is a supplement!
Just in time, buy it back to replenish Xiao Ni’s health!
He squatted down and pulled the deer carcass, and soon found a bullet hole in the deer's head. Then he looked elsewhere and found no other wounds.
Looks like he was killed with one shot.
“What a pity!”
Chu Heng looked at the deer carcass with one hind leg missing and shook his head regretfully. The skin was already incomplete, otherwise it could have been used as a mat.
But there is something that makes him happy, that is, the corpse has not been disemboweled, which means that the internal organs are still there. Those are all very important things, and it would be a bit unsightly if they were missing.
Chu Heng gently patted the deer corpse and stood up, then looked at the owners of the deer corpse, three powerful men.
One old and two young. The two young ones look to be around 20. One is taller than the other. The older one looks to be in his forties. He also carries a shotgun on his body and has a dark and fierce face. On the top, a pair of eyes are as sharp as eagle eyes, giving people a very dangerous feeling.
At this time, the three of them were anxiously comparing prices with the buyers gathered in front of the stall with pale faces. They all refused to give in, and there was a stalemate for a while.
Chu Heng smiled and said: "Brothers, how many kilograms of this deer is left?"
The middle-aged man among the three was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and turned his head to look at this deer. The handsome young man with a Beijing accent said loudly: "There are still sixty-eight pounds left!"
"I want them all, four yuan a pound, right?" Chu Heng was like a silly son of a landlord. Without saying a word, he took out a wad of money from his body and started counting the money.
“He...tui!”
Looking at this guy counting the money ‘shuashuashuashua’, everyone in the venue was stunned.
Where did this high-roller come from? !
Sixty-eight pounds, more than 270 yuan!
Can you finish it after buying so much?
A few customers who were really interested in buying meat looked at Chu Heng angrily, "Damn it, we were just about to lower the price, but you suddenly intervened and deliberately caused trouble!"
The more they thought about it, the angrier they became, and the guy’s accent didn’t sound like a local one, so they looked at Chu Heng with evil eyes, wanting to teach this foreigner a lesson.
But just when they were about to reach out and push, the middle-aged man among the three stall owners suddenly stood in front of them, staring at them with his eagle-like eyes, and said coldly : "Want to interfere with my business?"
A few people froze for a moment. They looked at the man's arms that could run horses, and then looked at the gun on his body. After looking at each other, they turned around and disappeared into the crowd. .
"Here, two hundred and seventy-two, you count." At this time, Chu Heng also checked the money and handed the thick wad of money to the Chinese characters with a smile.
The man hurriedly took the money, quickly counted twelve yuan from it and handed it back. The ferocious look on his face quickly turned into honest and honest, and he said with a smile: "You can't count it like that. Some of the offal can't be eaten. It's up to you. Two hundred and six. ”
“Be particular about it!”
Chu Heng raised his eyebrows and looked deeply at the young man. After taking the money, he picked up the deer carcass on the ground and carried it on his body. Greet Wan Xiaotian and leave quickly.
The people at the stall looked at the two people carrying large and small packages and talked quietly.
"I saw it just now, that guy has hundreds of dollars on his hands!"
"Good guy, you are going out with so much money? You are not afraid of others stealing it!"
"This is The two of them seem to be from Beijing."
"Are all people in Beijing so rich?"
"Shit, I have a relative in Beijing who is so poor that he can't even open the door. !”…
Not long after Chu Heng left this stall, he returned to Yang Qing.
At this time, this boy had sold most of the clothes. When they came over, Yang Qing was happily counting the money.
Chu Heng walked over, glanced at it, and said with a smile: "Hey, it must be more than ten yuan, there is no less to sell."
"Business is good today." Yang Qingmei smiled happily. After putting the money away, he looked up and saw that he was carrying a deer. He quickly got up and helped unload it and put it on the ground. He then ran to help Wan Xiaotian unload the things. Finally, he pointed at the deer carcass on the ground and asked curiously: "Why did you buy so many?" Huh?”
"Sister-in-law, you are not pregnant. Eat more to replenish your health." Chu Heng twisted his neck and glanced at the clothes and hats hanging on the branches. Except for one missing pair of clothes and pants, the rest were basically not moved. He asked doubtfully: "This hat hasn't been sold yet? It shouldn't be difficult to sell this thing, right?"
"Haha."
Yang Qinghan smiled and sat down next to him, and took it from his pocket. Before taking it out, Chu Heng gave His big front door was opened, and after walking around, he smiled and said: "You sold it just after you left, but the boy didn't have that much money, so he went home and took it."
Chu Heng Wenyan looked at the time and saw that it was already past two o'clock. He frowned: "It's already past the end of the show. Can people still come? If not, let's withdraw."
"Yes, he You can't trick me." Yang Qing looked determined.
"Then just wait."
Chu Heng shook his head and said nothing more. As soon as the topic changed, he started chatting with Wan Xiaotian and Yang Qing.
Just like that, half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
The number of people in Pigeon Market began to gradually decrease, and some stall owners even closed their stalls and left.
Seeing this, Chu Heng couldn't help but said to Yang Qing: "Let's go, the market has dispersed, I guess I won't be able to come."
"I have already promised them. If they can't find me when they come, it would be bad. Just wait a little longer, brother." Yang Qing scratched his head in embarrassment.
“You are a stubborn thing.” Chu Heng stretched his legs helplessly and after doing brickwork for a long time, his legs were numb.
“Brother!”
At this moment, a sweaty young man ran over panting, squatted down and said apologetically: “Really...really I'm sorry, I woke up my father when I went back. I sneaked out after he... fell asleep."
"It's okay. Did you bring enough money?" Yang Qing handed it to Chu Heng. With one look, you look at me and I say you can come.
"This..."
The young man was a little embarrassed and took out the broken banknotes that were clenched into a ball. There were some pieces of money in it, and some were divided into pieces: "After rummaging for a long time, I found four and a half dollars. .”
Yang Qing's face was startled, and then he showed an unhappy look. Just when he was about to say something, the young man took out seven or eight silver coins from his pocket and placed them on the stall: "I remembered that you also collect silver coins. Here, look at these fifty-cent lines No?"
"Let me take a look." Yang Qing picked up the silver coins on the stall, picked them up one by one, blew on them, listened to them, and looked at the quality carefully before clicking. The head said: "I'll take it!"
"Thanks, buddy!" The young man was immediately happy, and he quickly stood up and took off the hat hanging on the branch. He touched the five-pointed star on it happily and said, "Then can I take it? ”
"The hat is yours." Yang Qing also looked happy. He made money from both sides in this transaction, and there was a price difference between the hat and the silver dollar.
“Okay!”
The young man put his hat on his head, turned around and walked away. However, after walking a few steps, he turned back and squatted down again, about to pack up his things and leave. In front of Yang Qing, he took out a small yellow croaker from his pocket: "Brother, I forgot to ask you, do you accept this?"
(End of this chapter)