On the green-skinned train, Wu Liang and the other two were taking a nap. Old Hu was resting with his eyes closed, Fatty was reading an archaeological book, and Wu Liang was silently cultivating.
Before the three of them came, they had purchased a lot of things. Old Hu had spent all of his retirement fees, and Fatty had sold all of the stock at a low price. If it wasn't for Wu Liang stopping them, Fatty would probably have checked out of the room.
As for Big Golden Tooth, he was very generous this time. When he learned that the three of them were going to the countryside, he directly donated a television. It was a second-hand item that he had received.
Big Golden Tooth was a good person. The three of them knew that he was an investor, but they still remembered his kindness. People should know how to be grateful.
The trains in this era were very slow. There was no other way. The country needed time to develop.
Two days later, the three of them got off the train, looking a little tired.
After a few rounds, the three of them finally arrived at the sentry camp.
In Gangzi Camp, there were adobe houses emitting smoke. There were some crops placed around them, and some villagers dressed in simple clothes were shouting loudly.
"Fatty, Little Hu, you're back.”
"It's good that she's back. Why did she bring anything?”
"Little Hu, Fatty, come in quickly. This young man also comes in. I'll cook a few dishes and get two catties of wine to welcome you.”
The person who spoke was Yanzi, a very ordinary village woman who was already a mother of two children.
Wu Liang knew that it was this woman in front of him who had once explored with Old Hu and the others. Many strange things had happened.
The villagers were very enthusiastic. They were very happy to be back here again. They saw Wu Liang leaning on the side.
"Young man, what are you still standing there for? Take off your shoes and get on the brick bed."”
Take off your shoes and go to the brick bed?
These words were easily misunderstood!
Wu Liang was pulled onto the brick bed by the enthusiastic Yanzi and sat around the table with everyone. There were seven to eight basins on the table, most of which were filled with meat dishes. They were pure and natural game, and the taste was extremely fragrant.
The village chief greeted the three of them warmly. After filling up the wine, he asked with a smile,"Why did the three of you come at this time and bring so many things? It seems that you've made a lot of money.”
Old Hu looked at Fatty, then at Wu Liang, and then smiled.""I did earn some money. I feel that my life is much better than before, but we can't just live this good life with the three of us. We want to bring the villagers to get rich together.”
"Good! Good! Sure!"
When the old secretary heard this, he immediately smiled from ear to ear.
Fatty was impatient and had long since laughed happily. He said impatiently,"Old Secretary, I remember that there are many vegetable jars in the backyard.”
Old Hu glared at Fatty. Why couldn't this guy hold his temper? His face was filled with disdain and he wanted to kick him.
Village Chief looked at Fatty suspiciously and said,"Why are you asking this?"
Just as Fatty was about to speak, Old Hu was worried that Fatty would speak nonsense, so he spoke first,"Didn't you say that you'll lead the villagers to become rich? There's everything in the capital now, and many people like to collect old items.”
"This is Xiao Wu, a good brother we met in the capital. He is willing to collect these old objects.”
"What does collecting old objects have to do with those vegetable jars?" asked the village chief.”
Wu Liang smiled." This jar can only be used to make pickled vegetables here, but in the capital, it's called a work of art." These things had historical significance and belonged to the witnesses of history. Some of the porcelain was extremely valuable, and some of the older ones could be sold for hundreds to thousands of dollars.”
"How much?"
Village Chief immediately stood up and said in surprise,"How can these broken things be so valuable?”
Wu Liang said," The value is related to the age, and also to whether it's well preserved. But it's indeed very valuable.”
When the village chief heard this, he could not help but gasp.
The old secretary also swayed his body and subconsciously leaned back tactically.
In this era, a few hundred yuan was equivalent to a year's worth of food. They could buy too many things.
If he sold it for a few thousand dollars and built a new house, it would not be a problem at all. He might even have a surplus.
"That's why we're here. I've been thinking that we should collect these things and transport them to the capital to sell. After selling them, we'll split the money with the villagers.”
"If we earn money, we can build new houses for the villagers, lay down electric wires, and even repair roads. These are not problems.”
The more Fatty spoke, the more uncertain he became. Although it was possible, saying this now would be a slap in the face!
"Really?"
"Of course. We're already so familiar with each other. We know each other very well. You have nothing to do at home. You can come with us later and we can go to the capital for a few days.”
Hearing this, the old secretary and the village chief looked at each other and sighed helplessly.
"You guys are late!"
Village Chief's expression was a little complicated as he sighed.""Last month, the archeological team came here and said that these things had to be handed over to the country. They even gave us a lot of food stamps. All the villages within ten miles had been handed over.”
Nowadays, who didn't have a few jars?
If it was really so valuable, wouldn't every family become ten thousand yuan?
The ten thousand yuan households of this era walked with the wind. It was not empty talk to say that they would bring the villagers of Gangzi Camp to become rich.
Unfortunately, the old secretary was too enlightened.
When they heard that the higher-ups wanted to hand it over, they immediately organized the villagers to collect these things and hand them over in one go.
At this moment, even the old secretary's expression was rather complicated. An opportunity to lead the village to become rich had disappeared just like that. There was an indescribable feeling in his heart.
Fatty was dumbfounded when he heard this. Old Hu was also dumbfounded.
This time, he had come back with no hope. He had spent all his savings. If he returned empty-handed, how would he live in the future?
The antique was gone. Fatty was so anxious that he slapped his thigh. His expression was more uncomfortable than eating a dead mouse.
All of this was in line with Wu Liang's wishes. Without these antiques, Old Hu would definitely suggest going to Oxheart Mountain to rob the tomb.
No, he was looking for the Guandong Army Fortress.
From Wu Liang's point of view, there must be some fish that had slipped through the net in the nearby villages. Not everyone would hand it over. If he searched carefully, he might be able to find a few more.
However, he didn't say anything. He ate the wild game silently. It tasted very good.
Fatty and Old Hu did not know what to eat, and their hearts were filled with bitterness.
Wu Liang said," Fatty, Old Hu, let's drink and not think about these troublesome things. There are many opportunities to make a fortune. We have a long time ahead of us."”
Then, Old Hu and Fatty drank too much.
The next morning, Old Hu woke up very early and proposed to look for the Guandong Army fortress. The three of them hit it off and immediately went to the village to borrow horses.
The old secretary knew that the three of them were going into the mountain, so he arranged a guide for them.
The guide was a young girl named Yingzi. Yingzi was very young, and she was as valiant as her name suggested. She was from the Oroqen tribe and was famous for being a good hunter in the village.
Wu Liang asked,"There's still such a beautiful girl in the village. It seems that we've been blessed along the way."”
"Little Que, your heart must be in love." Fatty chuckled.”
Old Hu said," I say, Little Wu, if you really like that girl, you have to treat her well. With your looks, it seems like you have a good chance."”
Wu Liang smiled and borrowed a machete from Yingzi. Then, he brought some gasoline. There wasn't much gasoline in the village, but it was enough.
Old Hu asked in confusion. Wu Liang only said that it was convenient to start a fire. It would be cold in the mountains, so it was used to ward off the cold.
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