Chapter 9 Upgrade, the story of Dashan!
At night, in the old house, the bright moon hangs high.
The old man came back first, and Chen Yang and Song Pingping did not go down the mountain until dark.
The bamboo basket was specially covered with clothes, fearing that the villagers would be jealous if they saw it.
Occasionally I met someone on the road, and when I asked what happened, the two of them just laughed and dealt with it.
"Brother Yang, your luck is really incredible."
Yuanba Li.
The chicken conongs on the back can only be described as shocking.
I passed the scale and weighed 72 kilograms with the mud on my back.
Song Ping was already counting on his fingers how much the chicken conong with a large back can be sold for.
"This thing won't last long, so we have to deal with it quickly."
The old man reminded from the side that fungi can't be stored for long and are easy to spoil.
The common treatment method is to boil chicken with fir oil.
However, Chen Yang didn’t want to go through so much trouble, so he just sold it to save trouble.
"It's too late today, Pingwazi. Let's borrow your father's tricycle tomorrow and let's go to town."
This batch of chicken fir trees were all selected in good quality, so they didn’t have to worry about selling them.
"Okay, I'm going to go at what time tomorrow morning."
"Six o'clock, go to bed early at night, and set off at dawn."
Chen Yang is also tired It's quite annoying.
He was not going to keep it for himself and eat it. He had to turn it into money quickly, otherwise, if it went bad, his work would be in vain.
...
The system showed that a total of 856 fir trees were picked this afternoon.
If we follow the price that grandpa sold yesterday, which is 150 yuan per pound, this afternoon’s harvest can be sold for 10,800 yuan.
A decent daily income of over 10,000 yuan.
After taking a hot bath and lying back on the bed, Chen Yang was still in a good mood.
Pull out the system panel to view.
“Collected a total of 856 D-level mountain treasures [Gallinarum], obtained 8 drops of physical strength pulp, and gained +856 experience points.”
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Name: Chen Yang.
Age: 22 years old.
Level: Level 0.
Experience value: 1691/1000 [can be upgraded]
Warehouse: [Stamina puree]*8, [Daqishan Gallicia fungus growth distribution map]*1, Advanced composite bow* 1.
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The experience value has exceeded 1,000 points, and the [Upgradeable] button appears behind the entry.
Chen Yang didn't hesitate at all and immediately clicked with his mind.
“Do you want to spend 1000 experience to upgrade to level 1 mountain chaser?”
[Yes][No]
“Ding, congratulations to the host, you have upgraded to level 1 mountain chaser. Mountain Man!"
"Congratulations to the host for receiving the upgrade reward: [The Story of the Mountain]*1. The reward has been placed in the warehouse and can be accessed by the host at any time."
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Finally upgraded!
Chen Yang breathed a long sigh of relief. It was true that he had been busy all afternoon and was covered in ant bites.
“The story of Dashan?”
Chen Yang looked at the warehouse and there was an extra piece of paper in it.
A very simple piece of kraft paper, which looks very old and textured.
With a thought, he took out the brown paper.
The text on the paper is written with a pen. The fonts are vigorous and all in traditional Chinese. Perhaps due to the age, the handwriting is a bit mottled, but it does not affect reading.
"April 1947..." As soon as Chen Yang saw the content, he couldn't move his eyes away.
The story mentioned above is exactly the story I heard from Grandma Liu last night about the plane crashing into the mountain.
It’s just that the content is more detailed than what Grandma Liu said.
The protagonist of the story, Chen Erwa, whose real name is Chen Antai, by chance, found the wreckage of the plane that crashed into the mountain on Qishan Mountain, which involved an unsolved case that has lasted for more than 70 years.
Until Chen Antai died in prison, there was no definite answer to whether he had hidden any treasure.
The person in charge of the investigation at the time only counted the recovered materials, and there was a large discrepancy with the amount of materials carried on the plane, so they unilaterally concluded that he must have hidden a lot.
But in fact, in the later period, there were countless people going into the mountains to hunt for treasures. Although they were confiscated afterwards, how could they be completely confiscated?
Someone has to take responsibility for things, and Chen Antai naturally became the responsible person.
From being one of the lucky ones in a million to being an unlucky man and a prisoner, this Chen Antai has lived a well-deserved life.
Chen Yang couldn't help but sigh. A person with a shallow fortune will get great wealth, but it will eventually be counterattacked.
This Chen Antai is a good example.
As for whether he has hidden treasure, others don't know, but Dashan has the best say.
When Chen Yang saw Dashan’s story until the end, he was sure that he hid it.
Moreover, there are a lot hidden.
He was left with two clues in the story.
Rice noodle ditch, marble stone!
"It seems to be two place names."
Chen Yang took out his mobile phone, opened the map, and searched for it, but he did not find these two places on Daqi Mountain.
"Could it be that it's not in Daqi Mountain?"
Chen Yang frowned slightly, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not the case. After all, the clue came from the story of Dashan.
This mountain is Daqi Mountain.
The markings on the map are relatively simple, and it is impossible to mark every place on Qishan in detail.
For example, places like Buzhulingang, Ant Slope, and Xiaziping are mostly called by local people and will not be marked on the map.
"Xiaoyang, it's so late, why don't you sleep?"
At this time, grandpa got up to go to the toilet, saw the light on in Chen Yang's room, and knocked on the door.
"Grandpa, let me ask you something."
Chen Yang was still sleepy, so he quickly opened the door and invited the old man in.
“What’s the matter?”
Chen Jingzhi looked confused. He even held back his urine, waiting to release it.
“Do you know, Mi Nian Gou and Danzi Stone?”
The old man is also a native of Jiapigou Village. He has been running in the mountains since he was a child. Come to think of it, the names of the big and small places on Daqi Mountain , he should know everything.
"Mi Nian Gou knows, what is a marble stone?"
Chen Jingzhi raised his eyebrows, but the answer surprised Chen Yang.
"Don't worry about the marble stones for now. Where is this rice noodle ditch?" Chen Yang asked immediately.
Chen Jingzhi looked at Chen Yang with a strange look, "Why do you ask this? Do you want to go into the mountains again?"
When he said about going into the mountains, he meant going into the deep mountains.
If it's just like today, walking around, the old man doesn't have any objection, but if Chen Yang wants to go into the mountains, he has a big objection.
"No, I just asked casually." Chen Yang laughed.
Chen Jingzhi said with a serious face, "Let me tell you, even though Qishan is not big, it is also very dangerous in the deep mountains. In recent years, many people have died in the mountains. You ..."
"Okay, Grandpa, I know."
Chen Yang interrupted the old man's instructions, "Tell me about rice noodle ditch first."
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"Wait while I go to the toilet first."
The old man was not much sleepy. Chen Jingzhi went to the toilet and came back after draining the water, and then he started talking.
“The Rice Noodle Valley is one of the most dangerous places on Qishan Mountain. It is a valley in which a large number of venomous snakes live all year round. The number of them is as large as the rice noodles in a bowl. So the elders in the village gave it the name Rice Noodle Valley..."
"That place is far away from the village. When I was young, I went there once, but I didn't dare to enter the valley..."
Speaking of this, the old man fell into memories.
(End of this chapter)