Chapter 373

Seeing the pile of Big Unities on the ground, Wang An divided ten stacks to each person without hesitation, and then he didn't count the remaining 20-plus scattered bills and stuffed them into his own pocket.

As the leader, Wang An should have received an extra share.

But killing people is different from hunting in the mountains, because no matter who it is, as long as they are a normal person, they are very resistant to killing.

Because in China, even if a person is guilty of heinous crimes and deserves to die, their life is not something that one or a few people can deprive.

Theoretically speaking, only the law can!

And what must be said is that Feng Chengmin, Mu Xueli, and Wang Li could follow Wang An to kill people without any purpose or utilitarianism.

In other words, they helped for the sake of helping, not for money or anything else!

This essential meaning is different.

Although Wang An took an extra share, neither Feng Chengmin nor Mu Xueli and Wang Li would probably think much about it, or have any opinions or unhappiness.

But Wang An couldn't do that; this is a matter of personal principle.

So, besides the Big Unities being divided equally, Wang An also divided 6 gold bars to each person out of the total of 25, and stuffed the extra one into his own pocket.

Although everyone knew gold was valuable, in this era, people valued Big Unities more; after all, gold couldn't be circulated for the time being.

Casually stuffing the food stamps into his pocket, Wang An looked at the 6 56-semis before him and felt a bit troubled.

Money and gold were already divided equally, so there was no need for him to take more guns.

Many times, many things are like this; either set the rules at the beginning, but if you are already in the process and want to change halfway, that is definitely a very stupid approach.

As the saying goes, "If your pants are already full of shit, it doesn't matter if you add a piss."

It seems a bit off to use this saying here, but it's understandable because Wang An has no diploma.

Being pedantic with someone who has no diploma is definitely a fool.

So, four people dividing six guns, how should this be divided?

At this time, Feng Chengmin saw Wang An's difficulty and said very generously:

"You're the leader, it's no problem for you to take more."

Mu Xueli and Wang Li also echoed at the same time:

"Yeah, Brother-in-law, you just take it."

"Yeah, Fourth Brother, we also got our fair share, we're content."

Wang An shook his head at the guns on the ground and said: "Not counting this one, I already have four now; what's the use of having those?"

To be honest, Wang An felt a bit depressed and speechless looking at the 6 guns before him.

The main thing is that he didn't know why, but the gun numbers on the six guns before him and Ninth Brother's gun were all filed off.

In other words, if you want to sell them for money, that's damn impossible!

Feng Chengmin blinked his eyes, looked at the SKS in his hand, and said:

"My gun has reached its lifespan, and I was thinking of buying a new one; now I don't need to buy it."

Hearing Feng Chengmin say this, Wang An's eyes rolled, and he immediately had an idea.

So, Wang An said to Feng Chengmin with a smile:

"Old uncle-in-law, a 56-semi generally fires less than 6000 rounds before it's finished, and if there's any wear and tear, the lifespan might be even shorter; if you ask me, you need to prepare at least two more, don't you think?"

Feng Chengmin was stunned at first, and then immediately understood what Wang An meant.

Only then did Feng Chengmin say helplessly:

"What? You mean you're selling these two guns to me?"

Wang An nodded like a chick pecking at rice and said: "Yeah, with our relationship, I must give you a cheaper price." Feng Chengmin stared straight at Wang An, as if wanting to say something, but after organizing his language for a long time, he didn't say anything.

Finally, Feng Chengmin looked at the guns, then at the three of them, and said helplessly:

"Then tell me, what's the price?"

Wang An said without hesitation: "One gold bar for one gun, old uncle-in-law, how about that?"

Actually, Wang An calculated this based on the gold price in a few years.

Because after Wang An went to the south in his past life, he understood the gold price before 1985.

Although gold is not circulated now, it does have a price, basically around 10-plus yuan per gram.

That is, a formal employee's salary for about seven or eight days can only buy 1 gram of gold.

And these gold bars are standard 2-liang bars, so converting one gold bar into Big Unities is about 1000 yuan.

However, the purity of gold in this era is not high enough, so the price will be a bit lower.

And considering that gold is not circulated now, it's no problem for the price to be a bit lower.

And the price of an old 56-semi at the supply and marketing cooperative is fixed at 950; although these 56-semis are 90% new or better, the price of guns without gun numbers must be lower.

In this way, whether it's the price of the 56-semi or the price of the gold bar, Wang An's offer is reasonable; anyway, no one loses out.

When Feng Chengmin heard about exchanging gold bars for 56-semis, his eyes instantly lit up.

Because everyone knows gold is a good thing, but the annoying thing is that it can't be cashed in!

So, Feng Chengmin didn't say a word and took out 2 gold bars he had just received and handed them to Wang An.

He also said with a smile: "Hahaha, you kid are capable, your big brain really didn't grow in vain, hahaha..."

As Feng Chengmin was speaking, he took three out of the 6 56-semis at random.

Obviously, Feng Chengmin was quite satisfied with this exchange.

Wang An used his knife to cut the two gold bars into two pieces, and while distributing them to the three of them, he said with a smile:

"That's a must; I have to make you happy."

Gold in this era is basically soft gold, which is very easy to cut with a knife.

Feng Chengmin looked at the 56-semis in his hand one by one and said with a smile:

"These bastards, they haven't even fired a few rounds with these guns."

"Yeah."

The three of them echoed.

Feng Chengmin, Mu Xueli, and Wang Li each took a 56-semi, and Wang Li also picked up the only remaining 56-semi and handed it to Wang An.

At this point, the four of them had finished dividing all the spoils of this battle.

After a while, Feng Chengmin finally finished admiring his three 56-semis, and then looked at Wang An and the other two who were stripping the clothes off the corpses, and said with a smile:

"Your technique is okay, it's actually quite good."

As Feng Chengmin was speaking, he gave a thumbs up.

The three of them looked at Feng Chengmin but didn't pay attention to him.

Feng Chengmin looked at the three skilled people and didn't intervene, turned around, took out his knife, and walked toward the three horses.

People who hunt in the mountains have this one good point: they always have work in their eyes.

Next chapter will be a bit late, sorry, sorry.

(End of chapter)