005. We Are Dragon Country People
After turning on the flashlight and walking for more than ten minutes, a few hills surrounded by barbed wire came into view.
Lin Hao went straight to the two hills where the specialty buildings were placed.
He saw a small mountain covered in red flowers. It was the rare and precious Chinese herb, crocus, even in the highlands.
Lin Hao walked to another hill and pushed aside the green grass on the hill. Aweto grass popped out one by one.
Lin Hao didn't feel tired at all.
The system's reward of wormgrass and crocus was of excellent quality, and they had been naturally dried. The price was even higher than Lin Hao's previous estimation.
A wormgrass could be sold for at least 100 yuan, and a crocus could be sold for dozens of yuan.
Lin Hao felt like he wasn't working, but picking up money from the ground.
The night was hazy, and the illumination effect of the flashlight wasn't very good, but Lin Hao knew the location of the wormgrass and the crocus.
He attributed this magical feeling to the effects of the system building.
In the end, he simply turned off the flashlight and started working in the dark.
After an unknown period of time, a wolf's howl woke Lin Hao up.
Judging from the sound, the place where the wolf howl came from wasn't too far away, but it wasn't close either.
Lin Hao cursed himself for being careless and only cared about picking up money.
There were wolves on the plateau. It would be troublesome if they encountered them in the middle of the night.
He shook the two snakeskin bags that were filled with wormgrass and crocus. The wormgrass was about 20 kilograms, and the crocus was about 20 kilograms.
The wormgrass and crocus were on his mountain, and he would be able to dig them up sooner or later. There was no need to rush at the risk of being attacked by wolves.
Lin Hao put away his tools, carried two snakeskin bags that weighed more than 80 pounds, and walked to the office of the poverty relief group.
Because he was carrying a heavy load and had to be wary of the appearance of wolves, the ten-minute journey back took more than half an hour.
The gatekeeper was still sound asleep. After closing the iron door of the office, Lin Hao heaved a sigh of relief.
Along the way, he did not encounter any wolf attacks. It seemed that he was overthinking.
After resting for a while, Lin Hao picked up the snakeskin bag and returned to the dormitory, stuffing it under the bed.
It was already past three in the morning.
She took off her clothes that were covered in mud and dew and threw them into the washing machine. She took a hot shower and rolled onto the bed.
Lin Hao, who had been busy until late at night, finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a deep sleep.
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The next day, Lin Hao opened his sleepy eyes at eleven o'clock.
After a night of rest, he was full of energy again.
The first thing he did when he woke up was to open the snakeskin bag under his bed.
The two bags full of crocus and caterpillar fungus were all there. What happened last night was not a dream!
The feeling of sleeping on a piece of wormgrass that was worth six to seven million yuan was extremely comfortable!
Lin Hao washed his face while thinking about the remaining crocus and cormgrass on the mountain.
The surrounding area was vast and sparsely populated. The few hills that belonged to him were surrounded by barbed wire. He did not have to worry about being trampled by cattle and sheep, and very few people went there.
The wormgrass grew very well hidden and was not easy to be discovered. The crocus was a little conspicuous, but there was no need to worry too much.
The first reaction of those who saw the red flowers all over the mountains and plains would definitely be that they were some kind of wildflowers and not the rare and expensive crocus.
The safest way was to pick them back as soon as possible.
If there was nothing else to do after lunch, he planned to continue picking up money on the mountain.
After washing up, Lin Hao walked out of the dormitory and was welcomed by the gatekeeper.
"Leader Xiao Lin, lunch is ready. I saw that you were sleeping soundly this morning, so I didn't wake you up for breakfast.”
Lin Hao went up to him, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Sir, I overslept today. No villagers came to report the situation in the morning, right?”
The gatekeeper waved his hand and replied.
"No one came in the morning. You work so hard every day, and you have nothing to do today. It's okay to sleep a little more.”
Lin Hao thought of something and pointed at the small mountain that belonged to him not far away.
"Sir, when you have nothing to do, be careful. Don't let anyone enter my mountain.”
The gatekeeper was a little puzzled. Lin Hao didn't have any cattle or sheep, and he usually didn't pay much attention to the mountains that belonged to him. Why did he think of this today?
The gatekeeper was puzzled, but he didn't ask further. He just thought that Lin Hao was on a whim.
"Alright, I'll be careful not to let anyone in.”
"The water grass there isn't very good, and almost no one grazes there. If there are people, I will persuade them to return.”
The gatekeeper's words made Lin Hao feel a little more at ease.
He trusted the gatekeeper very much.
This old man was originally a lonely old man in the district, and his life was very difficult.
It wasn't about money or material hardship, but rather, it was about mental hardship.
He had no children, no wife, and had been single for half his life. He lived alone in the vast no man's land, and no one spoke to him for ten days to half a month.
After learning about this situation, Lin Hao suggested that the old man come to the poverty relief point to guard the door.
No matter how much money she earned, at least she would have someone to talk to and not feel lonely.
The old man agreed ecstatically. He sold his cattle and sheep and went to the poverty relief center.
There were usually only the two of them at the poverty relief point. After three years of getting along, the old man had long regarded him as a nephew, and he also regarded the old man as an uncle.
While eating, Lin Hao was thinking about continuing to go up the mountain to pick the wormgrass and crocus.
What he didn't know was that big trouble was about to come knocking on his door.
......
On the border, the original boundary stone had disappeared, leaving behind a huge pit filled with fresh soil.
Uncle Ha Ri brought almost all the villagers to stand in front of the boundary stone behind the village. His sleepy expression revealed an unconcealable excitement.
"This thing doesn't look big, but I didn't expect it to be quite heavy.”
"It's indeed quite heavy. We had to pull the horse and work all night to get it to the back of the village and bury it.”
"Hehehe ~~~ Are we considered Dragon Country people now?”
"Definitely! We are in front of the Boundary Stone, of course we are considered Dragon Country people!”
"I'm exhausted. I want to go to bed.”
"Sleep my ass. Go and find Leader Xiao Lin immediately and ask him to help us with poverty.”
......
Other than the young and middle-aged men, the elderly, children, and women were also here.
"Mom, can I go to school in the future?”
"Cough cough ~ You guys have to remember that we've been Dragon Country people since ancient times, not some A'San.”
"This Boundary Stone has been behind our village since ancient times. Everyone remembers it, right?”
......
After what happened last night, Uncle Hari's prestige in the village had risen to an unprecedented height.
The villagers were all talking about it, and Uncle Ha Ri stood up to give orders.
"After a busy night, I was so sleepy that I went home to sleep and rest.”
They had been busy from last night until noon today. All the villagers were extremely tired, but no one left.
Including the elderly and children, everyone was eager to follow Ha Ri to find Leader Xiao Lin who could help them with poverty.
Seeing this scene, Uncle Ha Ri had no choice but to decide.
"The elderly, women, and children stay behind to rest and look after the house. The rest of you go home and ride your horses with me.”
"Everyone, don't be anxious. When Leader Xiao Lin comes, everyone will be able to see him.”
Many old men and women were reluctant, but they understood that Ha Ri's arrangement was reasonable, so they had no choice but to agree.
The crowd dispersed and went home.
In a short while, dozens of men riding horses gathered at the village entrance.
"Lil Lang Ri, you're only fifteen years old. You've had a long night, go home and rest.”
"I'm already an adult. I want to follow him to see Leader Xiao Lin.”
"Uncle Dorje, you're almost seventy years old. Why are you joining in the fun?”
"So what if I'm 70 years old? Yesterday when we were digging the Boundary Stele, I didn't shovel a stone less than you!”
......
After a round of arguments, the helpless Uncle Ha Ri could only lead the villagers on their way.
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