Chapter 197

Whether it was adults or children.

"Fruit candy, one for each of you."

The children's eyes lit up, and they cheered as they took the candy.

"Section Chief Cao!"

"Village Chief."

Following the Village Chief to the brigade office, the accountant brought tea and melon seeds.

As the village cadres organized things, villagers came over carrying large and small bags.

"Section Chief Cao, would you like to take a look at this?"

A villager came over carrying a duck with reddish-brown feathers all over its body.

Cao Weiguo asked: "Is it alive?"

The villager smiled and said: "It's alive."

Cao Weiguo examined the duck; it was slightly larger than a domestic duck, with reddish-brown feathers all over and a black neck ring.

A ruddy shelduck!

Cao Weiguo: "How about one yuan and fifty cents?"

The villager happily agreed: "That's great."

Money was paid with one hand, and the duck was handed over with the other.

Other villagers were very envious when they saw this.

A wild duck was actually exchanged for one yuan and fifty cents!

Seeing that wild ducks could be exchanged for money, other villagers also hurriedly went home.

They brought over the wild game they had caught.

Wild rabbits, pheasants, mallards, and even pigeons and turtledoves...

One yuan, two yuan, he kept paying out.

Cao Weiguo bought all the live ones, which made the villagers grin from ear to ear.

This money was truly like finding it for free!

The Village Chief leaned over and asked: "Section Chief Cao, my cousin has a jar of tiger penis wine, would you like to buy it?"

"Tiger penis wine? Is it real or fake?"

Cao Weiguo's eyes widened in surprise; this was a rare treasure that money couldn't easily buy.

The Village Chief said: "That was three years ago, when the village killed a tiger. My cousin took the tiger penis and soaked it in a jar of wine."

Cao Weiguo asked: "Is that wine expensive?"

The Village Chief said: "It's not cheap, twenty yuan. If it weren't for my cousin needing to scrape together a bride price for his son, he wouldn't be willing to part with it."

Cao Weiguo said: "Take me over to see it in a while."

Storing the dried goods he had collected into the warehouse, Cao Weiguo followed the Village Chief to see the tiger penis wine.

Arriving at the Village Chief's cousin's house, Cao Weiguo confirmed it was genuine and paid the money readily.

He bought a jar of sorghum wine soaking a tiger penis for twenty yuan!

Good heavens!

This jar of wine was worth more than a month's salary for many workers.

This made the Village Chief scold his cousin a few times.

He thought his cousin had asked for too much.

But Cao Weiguo didn't think it was expensive; just that tiger penis alone was a huge profit.

The Village Chief's cousin said with a smile: "Section Chief Cao, you can't drink too much of this wine; it's very potent."

Cao Weiguo smiled: "I understand, I understand!"

After eating lunch, Cao Weiguo left the village with his bags.

Halfway there, he dumped the wild rabbits, pheasants, mallards, tiger bone wine, and everything else into the farm.

Beixinqiao

Trust Store

Taking advantage of the fact that the store hadn't closed yet, Cao Weiguo prepared to try his luck inside.

"Ma'am, let me see that watch!"

The woman took out an old, rustic Rolex pocket watch.

The old Rolex pocket watch was not just a simple timekeeping tool, but also a very precious work of art.

In the 1960s, European nobles and entrepreneurs took pride in wearing old Rolex pocket watches, and they also entered many high-end social venues.

The woman kindly reminded him: "Young man, this watch isn't cheap."

Although this watch was second-hand goods in the trust store, it was not only functional but also a rare item.

Placing it in the store was no different from having a store treasure.

The more Cao Weiguo looked at it, the more he liked it: "Ma'am, how much is 'not cheap'?"

The woman made a gesture: "Eighty yuan!"

Cao Weiguo's eyes widened in shock: "Eighty! That really isn't cheap!"

The woman said: "According to the customer, this watch was a beloved item of a celebrity during the Republic of China era."

Cao Weiguo believed it was true and said: "Although this watch isn't an antique, I really like it."

The woman smiled kindly and said: "If you like it, just look at it more; don't waste money buying this thing that you can't eat or drink."

Cao Weiguo looked at it for a long while before reluctantly returning it to the woman.

"Sigh! This feeling of loving something you can't have is so painful."

The woman smiled and said: "You young man, you speak quite interestingly."

In the end, he didn't buy the old Rolex pocket watch on the spot, but only bought a Duan inkstone and two old writing brushes.

The three second-hand items cost a total of 7 yuan and 50 cents.

He didn't spend much, but the profit behind them was substantial.

Duan inkstone: rectangular with rounded corners, purplish-red in color, with stone patterns like banana leaf white, blue flowers, ice cracks, gold threads, and fire marks. The inkstone surface was circular, surrounded by flowing cloud patterns; the cloud patterns turned and rose, forming high and low levels on the inkstone surface, with one irregular concave part cleverly transformed into an ink pool, and the back of the inkstone was carved with a cover, also partially featuring flowing cloud patterns... It was a work by a famous master from the Daoguang period of the Qing Dynasty.

The two old writing brushes were top-quality wolf hair brushes from the Liaodong region.

Returning home, Cao Weiguo went to find Lu Jin Peng.

He took out eighty yuan and entrusted him to find time to buy the old pocket watch back from the trust store.

The potential profit of that old pocket watch wasn't high, but Cao Weiguo genuinely liked it.

Seeing Cao Weiguo return, Song Yulan began to boil dumplings.

A large plate of hot, fragrant pork and chive dumplings.

Cao Weiguo ate ravenously: "Wife, the dumplings you make are so fragrant."

Song Yulan happily picked up dumplings for Cao Weiguo: "If they're fragrant, eat more."

"Wife, you eat too."

Cao Weiguo saw Song Yulan stop after eating a few, so he took the plate and moved the dumplings into Song Yulan's bowl.

"Oh my! That's too many!"

Song Yulan always thought about saving food when eating, which made Cao Weiguo feel very helpless.

The thing he lacked the least was food!

The farm was full of chickens and ducks, fish were as numerous as porridge, and wheat grains were piled like mountains.

Song Yulan moved the dumplings back into Cao Weiguo's bowl: "I'm full, you eat more, otherwise you won't have the strength to work."

Cao Weiguo held his bowl away: "Wife, don't worry, I have plenty of strength. It's you who always has no strength at night."

"You! You're so bad!"

Song Yulan's pretty face flushed red with shyness, and she gave Cao Weiguo a charming glare.

Then she began to eat the dumplings with a guilty conscience, wondering to herself if she really had no strength at night?

"Wife, you must eat more; we don't lack food." ===== CHAPTER 199 =====