Chapter 475: Rainy days are holidays for drifters

Originally, Li Long wanted to force this guy to clean up the things in the small room, but later thought, forget it. Such a guy still shouldn't be given a chance. If given a chance, he might do something bad again.

He carried this guy and threw him onto the grass outside, tied his feet with a rope and tied him to the tractor, and Li Long began to clean up those things.

The loss of rice and flour wasn't big. The bag was cut open and some was spilled, but the rest in the bag could still be eaten. The air-dried meat was a bit troublesome. Li Long took a basin to hold the air-dried meat and put it outside, intending to wash it later. For now, first clean up the house.

He roughly calculated that the lost supplies were worth twenty or thirty yuan, and what this person stole was also worth ten or so yuan. On the contrary, in the bag this person brought, there were still fourteen or fifteen kilograms of fritillaria, fresh, which could barely make up for the loss.

Rearrange the things on the shelf. The rice and flour on the ground could only be swept up. Having been stepped on by feet, if it were in an ordinary family, it would probably still need to be washed before eating. Li Long simply swept it out. The window paper was torn off, let the liquor smell dissipate, and the broken rice and flour bags were placed on the shelf, barely able not to scatter out.

Not much was ruined in the big room, just some enamel basins were taken by this guy to put in the bag, and steamed buns and such cooked food were all taken away. The stove was also kicked, a bit loose. Li Long calculated that he would have to use mud to re-smear and fix it later.

Otherwise, it would be inconvenient to use and might smoke early.

After these were all arranged, Li Long went to the spring, washed the air-dried meat twice, and hung it on the rope again.

Thinking about it, he got angry, and after washing, he ran over and kicked that guy twice.

Really damn unlucky!

When Li Long was smearing mud on the stove, Hearing Bolati rode a horse over.

That tied person discovered Hearing Bolati coming, and immediately shouted "Help" loudly.

Hearing Bolati looked at him, didn't care, got off the horse, carried a horse whip and walked into the house.

"You're here?" Li Long asked while smearing mud on the stove, "Something up?"

"Well, brought some fritillaria to exchange for some things. What's wrong? I see you beat that person just now quite miserably."

"I went to the animal husbandry team to see friends' families, Halimu and Yushanjiang's families." As soon as Li Long mentioned this, he got angry again. He smeared the mud in his hand onto the stove, stood up and said:

"This morning, I hunted a wild goat, thinking about sending some to their two families, but when I came back, this guy pried my lock, stole the things inside, spilled liquor and food all over the ground, wasted a lot! The air-dried meat I dried was also stepped on by him, and some brick tea, rock sugar and other supplies were also destroyed by him. When I came back, he wanted to run, and I caught him back. Beating him up is light. If it weren't for the fact that killing is against the law, I would have wanted to beat him to death! Too bad!"

"Exactly, too bad!" As soon as Hearing Bolati heard that this person even spilled the liquor, he got angry and walked over with the horse whip and whipped him fiercely several times, scolding while whipping:

"You animal-like thing, can that food be wasted? Can that liquor be wasted? Even if you steal some, can't you treat the rest well? For someone like you, nobody would bury you even if you died!"

At this time, there were not many channels for ethnic minorities to obtain food, and they themselves harvested very little food. Their attitude towards food might be more pious than ours, so they couldn't listen to things about wasting food.

After Li Long fixed the stove, Hearing Bolati walked over, still angry. Li Long looked over there, a bit worried that Hearing Bolati might beat the person to death.

It's alright, although that person didn't move, his chest was still rising and falling, alive.

"This is the fritillaria I collected in the past two days. I didn't collect it all, left some for people. Since I collected fritillaria, I won't drive people away." Hearing Bolati explained, "Either let them take the fritillaria and leave, don't come again. If they come, next time I'll catch the person and the fritillaria together."

Still know how to leave a line for people, Li Long smiled, weighed it for him, thirteen kilograms and a bit.

"What do you want to exchange this time?"

"Liquor, exchange for some liquor. My liquor was taken by others." Hearing Bolati really treated Li Long as a friend, specially explaining, "I don't drink much, it's just my colleagues and friends, they insisted on wanting my liquor. I, well, face is important, so I gave it, and as a result, I have no liquor to drink myself."

"Fine, exchange for liquor, and exchange some other supplies for you." Li Long thought, if he really wanted to exchange for liquor, all the liquor he had wouldn't be enough. So he matched it with rubber shoes, labor protection gloves, and other things, as well as brick tea, rock sugar, and others.

"You take him away, I don't want to see him, I'm worried I'll get angry again and beat him to death later." Li Long pointed to that person and said, "Just right, you take the person back and you can report the task."

"Good." Hearing Bolati smiled, this was still a good thing for him.

Tying the things to the saddle, this person was beaten so he couldn't walk, dragging him behind the horse might drag him to death, Hearing Bolati prepared to put him on the horse's back and carry him back.

When putting the person on the horse's back, Li Long really saw this person's face clearly.

Hair and beard weren't long, shouldn't have stayed in the mountains for many days, face was very young, twenty-three or twenty-four years old, eyes a bit vicious, staring at himself, that expression as if telling Li Long "I will come back for revenge".

"What are you looking at? Look again and I'll gouge out those two eyeballs!" Li Long stepped forward and slapped this person's face "pa", "If you don't have that ability, don't learn to pry doors and locks. If you're caught, just honestly get beaten and punished!"

Hearing Bolati saw Li Long's slap knock the blood out of the person's mouth, and hurriedly said:

"Alright, alright, beat him a few more times and he'll die, then I'll have to find a place to dig a hole and bury him. Troublesome. Alright, I'm leaving!"

Saying that, he picked up the person like a package, put him on the horse's back behind the saddle, got on the horse and left.

Sending Hearing Bolati away, Li Long felt hungry.

Although his mood was affected and supplies were lost, Li Long felt he still had to eat well. He got some wild vegetables. He didn't want to eat rice at noon, intending to stir-fry a dish and make some pulled noodles to eat.

Knead the dough, and after it is well-kneaded, smear it with oil, cover it with a cloth, and let it rise. The temperature in the mountains is lower than outside, so let it rise a bit longer, then it's time to prepare the stir-fry. Stir-fried meat with wild mushrooms, plus a dish of stir-fried eggs with tomato sauce, with some chili skins inside. If this dish had green peppers, it would be a proper noodle-topping dish, but for now, it can only barely count as one.

Two dishes are enough. The stove outside wasn't destroyed. After the fire was lit, it was quickly put on the pot to stir-fry. Both stoves were used. While stir-frying on this side, water was being boiled on the other side, mainly not wanting to waste time.

After stir-frying, put it on the cutting board, go to knead the noodles and pull the noodles. One person can't eat that much, Li Long pulls more, intending to stir-fry some stir-fried noodles in the afternoon or tomorrow morning, and deal with it.

Everything was ready, withdraw the fire, get an enamel basin and put half a basin of noodles, pour most of the dishes in, and then ate it with a slurping sound.

Young people usually chew noodles two or three times, and a big mouthful goes into the stomach. The stomach and intestines digest well, but Li Long doesn't. Living a new life, he still pays attention to chewing slowly and swallowing slowly. Anyway, no one is grabbing it, sitting in the sun outside and eating slowly, big mouthfuls in, eating slowly.

After eating a basin of noodles, he didn't wash the basin, directly scooped noodle soup from the pot, shook the basin, let the noodle soup wash down the vegetable dregs and such on the edge of the basin, mixed it and brought down the temperature of the noodle soup, and finally drank it in one gulp.

The stomach was already ten percent full. At this time, he didn't want to move at all, feeling that if he moved, the things he ate would be vomited out of his mouth.

Well, very satisfied, very satisfied.

Sitting on the chair for a full seven or eight minutes, feeling comfortable, he got up and began to clean up.

After cleaning up, he washed the fritillaria left by the thief, cleaned out the leaves and mud inside, and then poured it on the cutting board to dry.

The remaining noodles and dishes were covered and put into the room, and then dealt with later.

After all these jobs were done, Li Long went into the house again to take out the bedding to dry. It was still very comfortable to sleep with hot bedding every day.

Nothing to do in the afternoon. When the sun was about to set, he went to Xiaobaiyang Gou to pull carrying poles. Li Jianguo asked him what the situation was, and he told him. He handed the Mohe tobacco to Old Huang, and Old Huang was very happy. These Mohe tobaccos were not just for him, but for public use, others could also smoke. Not only Mohe tobacco, but also newspapers for rolling cigarettes. Although some stalls selling Mohe tobacco would provide special paper, smokers unanimously agreed that newspapers and Mohe tobacco were the best match.

Returning to the small wooden cabin, Li Long unloaded the carrying poles and prepared to sleep. Waking up in the middle of the night, he heard the sound of rain outside.

The weather changed.

Li Long didn't care. Occasionally there was the sound of thunder, which was nothing. After all, it was almost May, and it was normal to have rain.

Rain in the mountains usually only lasts for an hour or two, and there is less of it. After all, cloudy and rainy days in the north are considered rare, usually coming, raining, and leaving immediately, focusing on being straightforward.

Just didn't expect that when Li Long got up at dawn, he felt the chill on his body, and the room was also cold. The stove was out. He opened the door, and a cold wind mixed with rain blew in. It was still raining outside, although not much, but the temperature dropped a lot.

He was urgent, put on two pieces of clothes and ran out to the toilet in the back to solve the problem, then rummaged in the firewood pile, found a few pieces of dry firewood from the bottom, carried them back to the room.

In fact, there was firewood in the room, as well as smashed coal blocks, he was just afraid it wasn't enough.

Relighting the stove, Li Long didn't expect that yesterday's plan would really become reality. He beat eggs, cut the onions that were almost shriveled, and stir-fried noodles to eat.

Eating the noodles without appetite, simply cleaning up, Li Long felt that he might have nothing to do today. There shouldn't be anything to do over at Xiaobaiyang Gou either. After all, weaving carrying poles requires baking the strips until they are soft and tough. Now it's raining and the fire can't be lit, everyone probably wouldn't want to go out and work in the rain.

Sleep, sleep. He went over and lay on the bed, preparing to sleep for a while. After all, since he was a child, in his feeling, cloudy and rainy days are actually the most compatible with sleeping.

Just didn't expect that someone knocked on the door outside.

"Who?" Li Long grasped the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle and asked vigilantly.

"Me, Li Zheng Ting." A somewhat familiar voice came from outside.

Li Zheng Ting?

Li Long remembered, isn't this the eldest of those two brothers?

Li Long carried the rifle and opened the door, looking at Li Zheng Ting standing outside the door, drenched in rain, with two bags beside him, also covered in water.

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"Boss Li, I brought fritillaria." Li Zheng Ting wiped the water on his face. Li Long could see that he tried his best not to shiver, but his body couldn't control it.

"Come in." Li Long turned and made room, "Come in and warm up. Why run here on such a rainy day?"

"If it rains, I can't dig fritillaria. My brother's body hasn't recovered yet, so I let him rest. I carried the fritillaria over, on one hand, it's the five kilograms I owe you, and the rest is intended to be sold."

Li Long could understand his thought. Digging fritillaria on a sunny day, now it's just the fritillaria season, wasting a little time means earning less money. Today it rained, that's heaven letting them rest. Some people might sleep in the dugout, but some people take this opportunity to deal with things they didn't want to do on a sunny day as soon as possible.

After Li Zheng Ting came in, he squatted by the stove and roasted the fire. After a while, his body felt warm.

Li Long took the scale and prepared to weigh the fritillaria.

"There is water, you remove one... two kilograms." Li Zheng Ting said actively.

Li Long opened the bag and grabbed a handful, seeing the fritillaria was still quite clean, so he said:

"Forget it, you're not easy either, don't remove the skin and water, just how much it is."

Li Zheng Ting revealed a grateful expression.

"One bag fourteen, one bag seventeen, a total of thirty-one kilograms. Excluding my five kilograms, the remaining twenty-six kilograms, do you want to exchange for things or want money?"

"Six kilograms for things, the rest for money." Li Zheng Ting had already thought about it. Money is better to be an integer, easy to pack and easy to divide.

Li Long took out the money from selling fritillaria yesterday, counted six notes and handed them to Li Zheng Ting, and then said:

"What do you want to exchange for the rest?"

"Rice and flour, salt, any meat? If there is, exchange for some. By the way, Boss Li, can you exchange two pieces of firewood for me? We don't have firewood in the dugout, the firewood outside is wet, can't be lit, this rain looks like it's going to rain all day, I'm afraid my brother will freeze again."

The supplies they brought back from the county were left in the mountain crevice at that time. After he settled Li Zheng Ting and went to find it, that place had already been visited by wild beasts. He didn't know what it was specifically, anyway, when he went, the place was a mess, and the usable things collected were less than one-third.

No way, had to come to Li Long to exchange.

Li Long took him to the small wooden cabin next door, packed rice and flour for him, and wrapped a few pieces of air-dried meat. Seeing Li Zheng Ting take off his coat and want to wrap the bag of rice and flour, after all, rice can still be eaten if it gets wet, but if flour gets wet, it's more troublesome if you want to eat it again.

Li Long looked at him pitifully, took a dry urea bag, folded one corner of the bottom in, and signaled to Li Zheng Ting:

"Put this on your head, it can prevent rain, be a raincoat."

Li Zheng Ting froze for a moment, then revealed a grateful smile:

"Heh, Boss Li, thank you so much! I'll bring it to you next time!" Bags are also considered hard currency in the mountains, can pack anything, almost equivalent to that sack of the Beggar Sect.

Urea bags are easier to use than ordinary bags because they have a layer of plastic paper stuck inside, with incomplete waterproof function.

Li Long still wanted to let Li Zheng Ting warm up in the room, but he refused. He held the bag containing supplies in one hand, clamped a few pieces of dry firewood in the other, hurriedly drilled into the rain, deep one foot shallow one foot, and quickly disappeared into the rain curtain.

With the appearance of Li Zheng Ting, Li Long guessed that today would be very busy.

Sure enough, one after another drifters appeared, all holding fritillaria to exchange for things, money, and firewood. The clothes on their bodies were quite thin, some shoes were broken, some only had one coat, some really looked like wild people, hair and beard very long.

Fortunately, seeing Li Long holding a rifle, everyone was very regular. This time Li Long didn't let people in, just waited outside for what to exchange. The Li brothers still knew a little, he dared to let them in, now almost all who came were strangers, he didn't dare to bet on that probability.

Moreover, there was still a wanted criminal in the mountains.

Busy until lunch, it was eaten intermittently. Li Long also saw Wu Benzhong who came to exchange things. He wasn't short of things, exchanged for a few pieces of meat, took away a few pieces of firewood, then asked for two boxes of matches, and finally exchanged for money with more than ten kilograms of fritillaria.

By the time it was almost dark, Li Long's small wooden cabin was already piled with more than one hundred kilograms of fritillaria. The money he sold fritillaria yesterday was gone by nearly half, and there weren't many supplies left in the small wooden cabin.

Li Long looked at the rain and thought about whether to go down the mountain now. Otherwise, if someone comes to exchange things tomorrow, there really won't be anything to exchange.

Even the air-dried meat was exchanged!

Good guy, Li Long was also the first time to know that there were so many drifters in the mountains. How come these guys are rarely seen usually?

But thinking about it, it's also true, the Tianshan Mountains are so big, it's really too easy to hide a few people.

He thought about it, simply moved those fritillaria to the tractor, then put on a coat, also put a urea bag on his head, and went to shake the tractor.

The temperature was low, Li Long shook it three times before shaking it. The chugging sound didn't spread far in the rain. After Li Long locked the door, he drove the tractor and drove out of the mountains.

Because they were walking on mud, the speed couldn't be fast, mud spots splashed behind the wheels, and soon Li Long's back and the fritillaria bags in the tractor carriage were all mud. Fortunately, when Li Long put the fritillaria on, he added two layers of bags on top, which could be considered to prevent some rain.

When the tractor drove out of the mountains, it was already covered with mud, feeling like a mud truck, in the literal sense.

The road from the mountains to Qingshuihe was still full of mud. The tractor drove over, leaving a deep layer of ruts on the ground. And because of the rain, the tractor slipped from time to time, and Li Long drove very hard.

Until Qingshuihe Township, there was sand and gravel on the road, which was a bit easier. Although he wore gloves, the outside of the gloves was already wet. If it weren't for the foresight of wearing winter leather gloves, now he reckoned his hands might not be able to be used.

When the tractor arrived at the courtyard, the sky had completely darkened. The rain here was a bit smaller than in the mountains, turning into drizzle, and it wasn't that cold.

Gu Xiaoxia opened the gate and was also startled when she saw it was Li Long. Li Long drove the tractor in and still wanted to unload the fritillaria, but was pulled into the kitchen by Gu Xiaoxia.

"The body is soaked, why bother with fritillaria? I'll get you water, hurry up and wipe with hot water first!" (End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 476 =====