Chapter 371: Extraordinary Pelts, People Who Don't Know Goods

When Li Long was still sleeping the next day, Gu Xiaoxia had already gone to work. When he got up, he saw that she had left breakfast in the kitchen.

Breakfast was reheated mantou, stir-fried pickled vegetables, and boiled rice porridge.

Very simple, very home-cooked.

Li Long smiled, washed his face, and then ate breakfast. After eating, he hugged those pelts and prepared to go to the purchasing station to see.

Today is Friday, and there is one more day of work tomorrow, but Chen Hongjun should be there today.

Most of these pelts are damaged pelts, but with that lynx pelt, the other pelts are just foils.

The pelts are very good, but Li Long doesn't intend to keep them. Not to mention this pelt, including that snow leopard pelt, Li Long also intends to sell it at an appropriate time. Pelts are only valuable in these years. After another twenty or thirty years, not many people will wear fur-like clothes, and then the once-thriving leather factory in the county will go bankrupt, and the pelts will not be valuable.

The snow that fell yesterday, some places on the street haven't been cleared yet. Some people are clearing snow, and some people are rushing to work. The units on both sides of the road are also organizing personnel to clear the snow from the courtyard to the outside—northern units are roughly like this. As long as there is heavy snow, unless there is an emergency, everyone in the unit will come out to clear the snow in the courtyard first.

Later, there was a saying that "snow is an order," including schools. Once it snows, students who don't have snow-clearing tools in class will take tools to school in the morning and use the morning reading time to sweep the snow.

When Li Long arrived at the purchasing station, the snow in the courtyard had been piled into a snow pile, and people were in the room and didn't come out, so they should be resting.

Li Long hugged the pelts into the courtyard and came to the door. Seeing the door half-open, he knocked, and then pushed the door in.

Many people don't knock on the door when they encounter such a situation in this era. As long as the door isn't locked, in the eyes of these people, it means the owner defaults to allowing you to enter.

Well, it's very impolite, but it's a habit. It wasn't until later that everyone had a sense of boundaries that it slowly changed.

The counter was the same as usual, and he thought it wouldn't change in a few years. Li Long was a bit puzzled looking at the middle-aged man behind the counter. Chen Hongjun wasn't there.

The middle-aged man didn't look very good, that is, the kind that people look at and don't get along with too well—his hair was combed very smoothly, and it was clear that he had applied hair oil. His face was slightly long, his eyes were small, and he squinted at people. He didn't know if it was impolite or nearsighted and didn't wear glasses. His expression was also the kind that strangers shouldn't approach. He was sitting behind the counter reading a newspaper. He looked at Li Long when he came in, and then frowned.

After all, these pelts were only roughly processed, and the smell was definitely not good.

And Li Long hugged such a large pile in. There were seven pelts, large and small, but most of the wolf pelts didn't smell good. After all, they were wild animals, and the musky stench on their bodies was even more intense than that of domestic animals.

Li Long put the pelts on the counter, and the middle-aged man hurriedly stood up and took two steps back, covering his mouth and asking:

"Selling pelts?"

"Yeah."

"Good, let me see." Although this person hated the smell of pelts, he didn't refuse to look at the pelts. He covered his nose and mouth and took two steps forward to start looking.

The one on top was that lynx pelt. This man took a look, touched it, and looked up at Li Long:

"Fox pelt?"

Li Long almost laughed. Just this eyesight?

"Lynx pelt."

"Lynx? Impossible, right? Can you hunt this thing? There are no bullet holes on the body... How did you get it?"

"Trap." Li Long was a bit dissatisfied with this person and said briefly, "Caught in a trap."

"Bragging." The other party touched it again, shook his head and said, "This pelt has no head and no claws, so how can it be proven to be a lynx?"

"You can't tell, right?" Li Long smiled. Actually, he also reacted now. It was how lucky it was to run into Chen Hongjun before. The pelts he brought, people knew what they were with one touch. He, a layman, didn't know how to keep the head, which led to this pelt... Laymen really can't tell!

Li Long thought he should explain it. He smoothed the lynx pelt and said:

"Look, this doesn't look like a fox either. Fox pelt is smaller than this, and the hair quality is also different..."

Now he regretted it infinitely. He should have kept that red fox at that time.

However, he thought about it immediately. Even if he kept it, he estimated that the other party wouldn't think it was a fox pelt, and this was a lynx pelt—this is a layman.

"No, no, no, no head, no head, who can tell?" The middle-aged man was very serious, "I can't be sure. The one below... wolf pelt? I can tell this one, but this pelt is damaged. The bullet holes on it affect processing..."

"Fine." Li Long hugged the pelts directly and said:

"Then I'll wait for someone who knows the goods to come."

"Who are you saying doesn't know the goods?" This middle-aged man was a bit angry when he heard Li Long say he didn't know the goods, and shouted, "Where don't I know? Is it possible that what I said is wrong? You engage in pelts, and you don't keep the head. Is this still someone else's fault?"

Li Long laughed in anger. Fortunately, he was really a person who had lived two lives, and his cultivation was really practiced. He waved his hand at that person and said:

"Fine, fine, you are right. I'm leaving."

That person didn't expect Li Long not to argue with him. He was very surprised to watch Li Long hug the pelts, open the door and go out, and then close the door.

The pelts weren't sold, and Li Long was a bit disappointed. In the past, every time he came, whether Chen Hongjun was there or not, the things he brought could always be sold, and then he would get a sum of money, and the quantity was not small every time.

This was very important to Li Long—although he didn't have many places to spend money now.

But there were many places in the plan that needed money, very many!

TV needs to be bought, car... forget it, motorcycle... forget it, let's buy a tractor, buying a tractor is also needed. These two items alone would spend most of the money he saved.

Now there are color TVs on the market, so Li Long doesn't want to buy black and white TVs. Tickets are not easy to get, but money is even harder to get.

Actually, if he sold the natural gold nugget and snow leopard pelt in his hand, the money would be enough, but he didn't want to sell the former, and the latter needed to wait for a while. After all, it wasn't the best time to sell yet.

Is it possible to sell some jade?

Li Long hesitated a bit. The jade material without black spots he saved was very precious and hard to see in later generations. Selling it now could indeed exchange for a sum of money, but it was really hard to say whether he could find such material in the future.

Wait a minute. Big brother should have a sum of money, and then wait until before the New Year to go to the mountains again to see if he can get some prey.

After taking the pelts back to the big courtyard, Li Long locked the door and went to the free market.

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The market was indeed bigger, but the snow here hadn't been cleared, and many stalls

The market was much livelier. Most stall owners would take the initiative to shout when they saw people coming, unlike when Li Long first started selling fish. Back then, not many people shouted like Li Long did; now, everyone knows to actively promote their own goods, and those who remain silent are the minority.

Then Li Long saw Yang Xiulan with Han Fang pushing a cart there selling food. There was a fire in the stove on the cart, and faint smoke drifted from the short chimney; the stove fire must be very strong.

Two stall owners were there holding bowls and eating. There was a stack of enamel basins on the flatbed cart, and Han Fang was washing small basins on the side—there was a bucket of water nearby. She first scooped a ladle of water to rinse the small basin, then scooped more water to wash it.

Everyone could see the entire cleaning process; it was washed very clean, and Han Fang's hands were frozen bright red.

After collecting money, Yang Xiulan also joined Han Fang in washing. There weren't many basins used previously, so they finished washing quickly. Yang Xiulan hurriedly took a towel to wipe Han Fang's hands, then put gloves on her.

When Li Long walked over, Yang Xiulan spotted him quickly, then waved her hand and greeted him from afar:

"Uncle, you're back? Come, come, come, drink a bowl of hot porridge!"

It's porridge today.

Li Long smiled and walked over. Seeing Yang Xiulan about to ladle him some food, he hurriedly waved his hand:

"No need, I've already had breakfast. You guys are out early."

"It's alright, get out early, sell out early, and just in time to go back and cook lunch." After Yang Xiulan finished speaking, she gently patted Han Fang:

"This girl, your uncle is here, why don't you know how to greet him?"

"Hello, Uncle Li!" Han Fang greeted with a smile, still a bit shy.

"Uncle, are you back from the mountains? Your hair looks so long."

"Yeah, came back yesterday, I'll go get a haircut in a bit." Li Long asked a few more questions, then left.

"Uncle, come to my place for lunch today." Yang Xiulan shouted from afar. Li Long turned around, nodded, and then left.

There were quite a few stalls, mostly selling handicrafts and agricultural products, with a small portion being industrial goods. He didn't know where the goods came from, but they had everything from pots and pans to bowls and basins.

However, he didn't see what he needed. Li Long walked from one end to the other, then left again.

He really did need to get a haircut.

He was a man with a partner after all, so he needed to pay attention to his image.

The state-run barbershop in the county had fairly reasonable prices. When Li Long arrived, the snow outside the shop door had already been cleared. At this moment, there was an old man inside getting a haircut. The barber was a middle-aged man whose movements looked very skilled, so Li Long waited patiently. (End of chapter)