Chapter 421

As Wang An spoke, he walked toward the sled.

On the way, Wang An pondered in his head how this tiger should be distributed.

Before going into the mountains to hunt the tiger with Wu Dong and the others, although everyone had discussed splitting it equally, if they really wanted an equal split, they would have to sell it all and divide the money at the end.

But everyone was someone who wasn't short of money; whether it was the tiger bones or the tiger penis, it was easy to sell, but if they wanted to buy them, that would be a task of extreme difficulty.

Because this thing simply wasn't something that could be solved just by having money and power.

So in the end, the possibility of selling it and splitting the money was almost zero.

And the problem would return to the starting point, which was how to reasonably distribute this tiger?

Call Wang An a snob, or call Wang An a sycophant to Wu Dong and the others—no matter how you put it, the six of them, Wu Dong included, were not ordinary people.

The most critical issue was that Wu Dong and the others were Wang An's strongest network of connections, or it wouldn't be wrong to call them Wang An's strongest backing.

Simply put, as long as Wu Dong and the others didn't fall, Wang An would have no misgivings when doing many things.

As someone with the soul of a 60-year-old, Wang An was all too clear about how important the role of power was in this country of Huaxia.

Because in many cases, people who have money but no power or influence often don't end up well.

And more often than not, power is something even more important than money.

Whether you agree or not, this is a fact!

However, Wang An couldn't just take nothing; if he took nothing, it would seem too deliberate.

After all, everyone was interacting as friends; if he were too deliberate, it would inevitably lead to people looking down on him, and future relationships would completely lose their flavor.

So Wang An's brain was spinning wildly, seeking a suitable distribution plan.

If the valuable parts of the entire tiger were ranked from high to low:

First is the tiger skin, second is the tiger penis, third is the tiger bones, and fourth is the tiger gallbladder.

As for the tiger meat, Wang An had never eaten it either; tasting it was a must, but if one referred to leopard meat, this thing could be said to be of absolutely no use except for feeding dogs.

The tiger skin had already been reserved by the powerful figures, so it was not included.

The value of the tiger penis was about 2.5 times that of the entire skeleton, and as for the tiger gallbladder, its value was basically equivalent to three black bear gallbladders.

Thinking of this, Wang An decided that he, Mu Xueli, and Wang Li would only take the tiger bones and the tiger gallbladder.

As for the most valuable tiger penis, it would belong to Wu Dong and his six companions.

Thinking of this, Wang An quickened his pace toward the sled.

When Wang An drove the sled back to the group, Mu Xueli and Wang Li had already finished skinning the three dholes and had removed their internal organs.

And Wu Dong, Zhang Shuya, and the other six were gathered in a circle, watching Mu Xueli's skinning technique.

The six of them were watching and discussing, as if they were all seriously learning how to properly make the cuts when skinning this thing.

To be honest, skinning is the kind of job that you understand as soon as you see it, but you fail as soon as you try it.

So, although the six of them had watched Mu Xueli and Wang Li finish skinning the three pelts, they each held their military knives, but none dared to make a cut.

Seeing this scene, Wang An didn't pay it any mind; he pulled out his hunting knife and stepped forward to gut and skin the dholes.

Soon, the six onlookers dispersed and began clumsily using their military knives to gut and skin the dholes as well.

Although they were all very clumsy, fortunately, the dhole's fur is basically the same as a wolf's, and as long as it isn't frozen, it's still very simple.

Soon, everyone had turned all the dholes into carcasses.

It is worth mentioning that Sun Nian had also learned to skin, and was no longer shaving it off in tiny little pieces.

In the end, everyone gathered around the tiger's carcass.

Wang Shuai looked at the tiger, held his military knife, and gestured for a long time, but couldn't decide where it was appropriate to make the first cut.

The main thing was that the tiger's fur was simply too beautiful; no matter where he made a cut, he felt it would destroy this aesthetic.

However, the tiger skin didn't belong to his group, so after Wang An killed the tiger earlier, he didn't even take a look to see if the tiger's fur had any damage.

After all, there had been so many dholes hanging on the tiger biting it, and with the sharpness of dhole teeth, it was very possible that the tiger skin had been damaged.

Even so, Wang An didn't take skinning the tiger seriously.

Therefore, when Wang An discovered that everyone was just standing there without using their knives, he directly used his hunting knife to make a long cut down the tiger's belly.

Seeing that Wang An had already made the cut, everyone rushed forward to help; some skinned, some butchered the meat, and the group had another busy session.

One has to say, having more people really makes the work go faster.

When everyone had finished processing the tiger, Wu Dong was silent for a long time before he said to Wang An, very hesitantly and a bit embarrassed:

"Brother Xiao An, I'm thinking of discussing something with you."

It was clear that the matter Wu Dong wanted to discuss must be related to this tiger.

However, although Wang An had guessed it, he still pretended not to understand and said with a smile:

"Big Brother, what are you saying? Between us, we are brothers from different parents; you don't need to discuss anything with me, just say whatever it is directly."

Hearing Wang An's words, Wu Dong became even more hesitant and even more embarrassed.

And a grown man like him actually turned bright red in the face.

It seemed as if the matter Wu Dong was about to bring up was something very shameful.

At this time, seeing Wu Dong's awkwardness, Wang Shuai spoke directly to Wu Dong:

"Look at your pathetic state; Brother Xiao An isn't the type to be stingy, you can't do anything."

After finishing with Wu Dong, Wang Shuai turned his gaze to Wang An; it was clear that Wang Shuai was also very conflicted at this moment.

However, after Wang Shuai paused for a moment, he bit the bullet and said to Wang An:

"Xiao An, it's like this: we have a great use for this tiger penis; several of the old men want to move up, and we want to use this thing as a stepping stone."

Wang An understood Wang Shuai's words in a second, but if a single tiger penis was only a stepping stone, then this "moving up" was a bit extraordinary.

However, a shrewd person like Wang An—if he wasn't going to show off, fine, but if he was going to, he had to do it perfectly; otherwise, if he didn't get the goods and didn't earn the favor, that would be a bit disgusting.

And so, Wang An laughed very generously:

"Is that all? It would be a waste of our relationship; if you have a use for it, just take it and be done with it."

Wang An's words made everyone freeze for a moment, and Wu Dong asked in surprise:

"Xiao An, do you know how much money it costs to get a tiger penis nowadays?"

Although Wang An didn't know the exact number, he could guess roughly, but he pretended not to care and said:

"What does money matter? No amount of money is as important as our brotherhood."

Hearing this, Wu Dong widened his eyes, stared straight at Wang An for a while, then gave a thumbs up and said to Wang An:

"Brother Xiao An, I won't say anything else; although I know you're just 'a skinny donkey pulling a stubborn load'—forcing it—you are a brother who is beyond reproach."

(End of chapter)