Don't tell me, riding a Flying Pigeon bicycle in this era, speeding through the hutongs, gives Luo Xiao Qing the feeling of cruising in a convertible Mercedes-Benz in the future.
Indeed, each era has its own characteristics.
“Xiao Qing!”
Luo Xiao Qing got off the bicycle, “Director Wang!”
Director Wang: “Why call me Director Wang, just call me Aunt Wang from now on.”
“Okay, Aunt Wang!”
“Xiao Qing, Aunt Wang needs your help. Our grain supply is getting tighter lately.
Especially for our street office and the police station.
If you hunt a lot today, could you send some to the street office and your Uncle Feng at the police station?”
Luo Xiao Qing heard that his game had a market, he had to hunt a lot today!
“Okay, Director Wang, I’ll try my best to hunt a lot today!”
Director Wang smiled: “Good!”
With a market for his game, Luo Xiao Qing felt energized.
The ration system is less than a year away.
In this year, he must store enough food for his family for ten years.
Otherwise, during the three years of famine, people could really starve to death.
Luo Xiao Qing rode his bicycle out of Nan Luo Gu Xiang, he directly let go of the handlebars and swaggered down the middle of the road.
Only in this era, where there are no cars on the road, are a few bicycles even rarer.
In the future, this kind of swagger is impossible, traffic jams everywhere!
“Look, that guy is riding a bicycle without holding the handlebars, that's so cool!”
“Maybe he's from a big courtyard?”
With his bicycle, Luo Xiao Qing quickly arrived in the mountains.
At first, it was difficult to find game.
Luo Xiao Qing simply poured some spiritual spring water on the nearby trees, and then waited for the prey to come.
This method worked, after a while, Luo Xiao Qing hunted six wild boars, a dozen rabbits, and seven or eight wild chickens.
Then, Luo Xiao Qing crossed another mountain ridge and continued to pour out spiritual spring water. This time, he hunted four wild boars, a dozen wild chickens, and rabbits.
To Luo Xiao Qing's surprise, he also hunted a wild roe deer.
This thing is a good thing, its whole body has no fat, the meat is purely lean, it has the title of "Lean Meat King", the meat is tender and delicious, and rich in nutrients, making it a high-class wild game delicacy.
Looks like there will be a feast when he returns!
Luo Xiao Qing transferred all the game into his space.
He calculated, now there are ten wild boars.
The street office and the police station alone can't handle it.
Luo Xiao Qing simply rode his bicycle around several communes in the suburbs of Beijing.
He sold five wild boars, a dozen wild chickens and rabbits.
Just these, he earned a total of thirteen hundred yuan.
Luo Xiao Qing sighed in his heart, this money is too easy to make.
You know, Yi Zhong Hai now earns only seventy or eighty yuan a month, he can't make thirteen hundred yuan a year.
But in just one day, he made thirteen hundred yuan.
This doesn't include the game sold to the street office and the police station.
When he was almost back in the city, Luo Xiao Qing transferred two wild boars, ten wild chickens and rabbits from his space, and tied them to the Flying Pigeon bicycle.
Then he carried another wild boar on his shoulder.
This is only possible with the domestic Flying Pigeon bicycle, if it were any other bike, it wouldn't have this carrying capacity.
Luo Xiao Qing remembered in the future, the black guy riding a Flying Pigeon bicycle, pulling three to five hundred pounds, running at seventy miles per hour.
With so much game, Luo Xiao Qing could only push his bicycle towards the street office.
When he arrived at the street office, Director Wang was stunned when she saw Luo Xiao Qing's game: “This… Xiao Qing, did you turn over the whole mountain in the suburbs of Beijing?”
Luo Xiao Qing scratched his head, a pure smile on his face: “Director Wang, I was just lucky today.
It was dangerous though, I was surrounded by three wild boars!”
Luo Xiao Qing specially chose the three largest and fattest wild boars for the street office.
“You should stop running around, I’ll have someone bring the things to the street office, I’ll go to the police station, and find your Uncle Feng!
They have a jeep, it’s more convenient!”
Luo Xiao Qing nodded, a jeep, if he had one, hunting would be so cool.
A car full of game at a time, drive around Beijing a few times, you can easily earn a few thousand yuan.
In a month, he would be ahead of the times, becoming a ten-thousand-yuan household in the courtyard.
Of course, this is just a thought, after all, a jeep is a government vehicle, he is just a small-time refugee who arrived in the capital.
How could he possibly drive a jeep?
Soon, Feng Peng walked into the street office with the police officers.
Looking at the mountain of goods, Feng Peng was dumbfounded: “Kid, with your small frame, you hunted three wild boars?”
Luo Xiao Qing nodded: “Yeah, I’ve been hunting since I was a kid, I’m good with my hands!”
Feng Peng frowned, even the best of the best, an adult could deal with one wild boar, that’s considered amazing.
This kid, looking so thin, how could he handle three wild boars?
“Kid, Uncle Feng wants to spar with you, okay?”
“Hey, isn’t that Luo Xiao Qing?”
Yan Bu Gui was about to go to the street office and ask about getting a job for Yan Jie Cheng.
But he didn’t expect that Luo Xiao Qing was talking to the police officers.
Yan Bu Gui quickly found a place to hide where he wouldn’t be noticed.
Luo Xiao Qing knew that Feng Peng was testing his skills, and he was also willing to show off his abilities.
After all, in this era, Luo Xiao Qing has no job, and his family still eats meat every day.
He must provide a plausible reason, otherwise, once rumors start spreading, a single report would be enough to get him in trouble.
Feng Peng got into a stance, roaring: “Ha!”
He charged at Luo Xiao Qing.