Chapter 196 Raising tigers is like raising pigs
The rising sun is shining with golden light.
Li Xiang unknowingly "killed" his way out of the virgin forest. He stood on the top of a mountain and looked toward the east. His eyesight was excellent. The weather was fine today, and he could actually see the sea and sky in the distance.
This is because Vietnam is a long and narrow country with a coastline of more than 3,000 kilometers. Although his phone was not turned on and was left in the system warehouse, he could find his way home just by looking at the direction and coastline. Simply put, as long as you run all the way north, you will enter the national border, either in Yunnan Province or Guangxi Province.
There seemed to be a small town at the foot of the mountain in the distance. Since Li Xiang came here, he was thinking about buying some local products.
In a place like Vietnam, transactions are basically cash. Although there is an official currency, Vietnamese dong, it is also possible to use U.S. dollars directly. Not only is it possible, it may even be a symbol of status.
Myanmar used to have three treasures, and Vietnam naturally also has three treasures, which are the most famous Vietnamese specialties: White Tiger Liver Cream, Vietnamese perfume and Vietnamese horn comb.
But Li Xiang went shopping and found that there were many fake tiger bone plasters, so he only bought some perfume and a horn comb.
Then, although the White Tiger Huoluo Cream produced by some major manufacturers is not fake, the "White Tiger" in it is just the name of a medicinal material, or just a trademark pattern, and there is no real tiger.
Just like there is no wife in the wife cake.
"Brother, do you want to buy authentic tiger bone paste?" A man came over speaking in Chinese.
This man had been following him for a long time. Li Xiang was still guessing what this man's intentions were, but he didn't expect it to be because of this.
Maybe it was because he had asked many stores before, but he only asked and didn't buy, so he was noticed by the other party.
Li Xiang, wearing a hat, sunglasses and a mask, nodded and said, "Are there any genuine products? I don't want fake ones." He has an excellent sense of smell and can tell whether something is good or not with just a slight whiff. Speaking of which, I learned it from looking for black truffles before.
"Of course it's true. We only charge US dollars, but the price is a bit more expensive. You'll know if it's true when you go over and take a look." The man said, patting his chest.
"Are you Chinese?" Li Xiang followed the other person and asked curiously on the way.
"No, I taught myself Chinese."
Li Xiang praised: "You speak Chinese very well."
"It's all about making ends meet. I often go to China."
The two walked and chatted all the way, and soon they arrived at a remote yard. The stench was astounding, but the stench was mixed with some strong medicinal fragrance, which was very pure.
A tiger roar came, but it was not powerful enough.
The man quickly comforted Li Xiang: "Don't be afraid, they are all locked in an iron cage. They are very safe."
Then, Li Xiang saw an astonishing scene.
I saw dozens of tigers locked in iron cages in a dark basement. Not far away was a "medicine refining workshop". There were many tiger skins lying on the ground, bloody, probably not long after they were peeled off. There were also several "medicine pots" in which "ointment" was being brewed.
There are also some tiger meat, tiger paws, and tiger bones on the shelf.
Those tigers were not powerful at all, they all looked frightened, listless and without spirituality. There was a tiger roaring, which must have been the tiger roaring before. A man used an electric baton to teach it a lesson and poked it with an iron stick. The tiger immediately lay down and did not dare to make any more noises.
Li Xiang glanced around secretly, but none of them had extraordinary potential.
Li Xiang: "..." Xin said you are more ruthless than me.
He had long heard that the underground tiger trade in Vietnam was rampant, but seeing the real scene for the first time was still shocking.
In comparison, when he hunted those ferocious beasts, he just gave them a quick pleasure, which was much more "gentle".
"No wonder I didn't find any wild tigers in the primeval forest. You've captured all my tigers." Li Xiang thought to himself.
In fact, these tigers were raised as cubs purchased directly by local people. Some of them came from neighboring Laos and were not directly captured wild tigers.
Vietnam used to be the main habitat of Indochinese tigers (Southeast Asian tigers). Due to the strong underground industrial chain, it is naturally difficult to see wild tigers. Perhaps, only Thailand has slightly more.
Li Xiang thinks that if you want to find wild tigers, you may have to go to Thailand, India, or Siberia. Of course, when the speed increases in the future, you will also go to the African grasslands, where there are more lions, hyenas and other beasts.
The American continent, especially South America, is also home to wildlife.
However, it is difficult for these beasts to be adopted as spiritual pets unless they meet cubs with extraordinary potential. But even if he met a talented cub, he might not be able to take it back. They can only be kept locally and brought back when the end of the world comes.
Unlike Tuantuan, he is a national treasure and has a docile personality.
Someone once proposed that Tuantuan and his mother should be returned to the virgin forest reserve, but we don’t know where they came from, and a professor on the expert team suggested that we should not interfere too much and respect the independent choice of wild giant pandas’ habitats. This is also a very important research topic. Moreover, Tuantuan and his mother live in Zhushan in Lijia Village, which makes it convenient for them to take samples in the future, investigate their living habits, and establish a wild giant panda genetic library.
"How about it? It's absolutely authentic. The formula is an ancient secret recipe that has been handed down from the people. The medicine is absolutely effective." The man greeted the people inside in Vietnamese, and finally took a few cans of tiger bone paste and handed it to Li Xiang.
Li Xiang unscrewed the lid and smelled it with his nose. It was indeed very authentic.
"How long do you need to boil these tiger bones?" Li Xiang looked at the large medicine jar not far away and asked curiously.
The man said: "Usually seven days."
Li Xiang nodded, pointed to the tiger skin on the ground, and said, "How to sell tiger skin?"
The man said: "It depends on the size, the minimum is six thousand US dollars per piece."
"It's too expensive." Li Xiang shook his head. He didn't have that many dollars on him. Moreover, this underground workshop is so rampant, it is obviously not a good person. He doesn't rob ordinary people, but he won't be soft-hearted towards such "local powerful people" who are involved in gangs.
"You took me directly to the workshop. Aren't you worried about the news leaking?" Li Xiang inquired.
"Haha, since we dare to do this business, of course we have to take care of everything." The man looked at Li Xiang and said solemnly, "I advise you not to ask for trouble, otherwise you will die miserably, even if you are a Chinese Man, I can also make it impossible for you to leave Vietnam alive.”
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As for Li Xiang calling the police after returning to China, the man didn't even care. Vietnam is an independent country. They do this business locally, and there are people covering it.
"I wouldn't do that." Li Xiang smiled, immediately paid for the tiger bone paste and left quickly. The man thought that Li Xiang was scared, so he flicked the U.S. dollars in his hand very proudly, thinking that Chinese people like this were easy to kill, and the selling price was two or three times higher than usual.
The next day, the people in this underground tiger workshop were dumbfounded. All the live tigers, skinned tiger skins, and packaged tiger bone paste disappeared, and the iron cages were violently destroyed. Only the medicinal herbs boiling in the pot and the tiger meat on the shelf were left.
Several people on duty were knocked unconscious and were unable to answer questions.
In the next few days, tigers and tiger skins were looted by mysterious people all over Vietnam. According to incomplete statistics, there were at least 70 "underground workshops" involving more than 1,000 tigers and thousands of tiger skins.
I went, the news spread, and the people were shocked.
"Are there so many tigers in our country? I remember that the official number was only over 300."
"You also know that it was officially exposed. These have not been discovered before, and they all come from the underground trading market."
“Having dozens and dozens of animals in captivity, is this pig farming or tiger farming?”
“Isn’t it said that the Indochinese tiger is endangered and about to become extinct?”
"Endangered refers to wild tigers, which are indeed about to become functionally extinct. Breeding should not be counted, right?"
Someone argued: "This is not the fault of us Vietnamese. These tiger skins and tiger bone paste are basically smuggled to China, South Korea and Japan. Especially the Chinese buy the most. If there is no trade, there will be no killing. It's all our fault." Them!”
Li Xiang feels that mats, clothes, and boots made of tiger skin are naturally more comfortable to wear than ordinary fabrics, but they can't be used yet.
How can ordinary fabrics, even pure cotton, be as good as real high-quality fur?
In the end of the world, when the world is full of ice and snow, Chunyang's tiger skin is naturally a first-class good thing.
He tried the tiger bone ointment himself and found that the quality was indeed good, with no side effects or allergies, so he distributed some to the elderly in the village, including his grandmother and grandparents.
For example, the third wife, she is old and often says it hurts here and there, but she feels much better after using Li Xiang's tiger bone ointment.
The main functions of this tiger bone ointment are to relieve pain, stimulate the menstrual flow, activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis. It is very effective, especially for rheumatism, joint pain, sciatica, lumbar spine, neck thrust, shoulder and limb joint bones. Muscle numbness, swelling and pain. It has a very good effect on cramps, sprains, small area burns, and scalds during sleeping, as well as on cramps, sprains, small area burns, and scalds in daily life. At the same time, because it contains peppermint oil, it can treat motion sickness and seasickness during travel, mosquito bites, and itchy skin in daily life. , heat stroke in summer, etc. have good auxiliary effects.
Horn comb, grandma also likes it very much.
This horn comb is real horn, not fake. It is thicker than domestic ones, finely made, smooth in surface, strong and durable. It is said that it will not change shape for thousands of years and will not change color for thousands of years.
Moreover, horn, as a green and environmentally friendly natural material, has been a good traditional Chinese medicine since ancient times. Legend has it that horn products can also ward off evil spirits and protect the house.
As for the perfumes, Li Xiang gave some to Yao Yao, Zhao Xueqing, Lei Xiaohui and others.
Vietnam was once a French colony, so Vietnamese perfume can be regarded as "the queen of famous families". It is still very good, and several girls like it very much.
Li Xiang said it was a gift from a friend. Anyway, everyone knew that the boss had some very rich friends, and there was no doubt that he was among them.
These perfumes and horn combs were all bought by him with money, which is different from the tiger skins plundered from the underground workshops of gangsters.
(End of chapter)