Siheyuan: tomb robbing? I am serious about hunting.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for Chutian to return to his hometown.

Early in the morning, Li Huaide and Section Chief Liu stood at the factory gate, saying that they would see him off in person.

"Chu Tian, ​​you will suffer a little bit in the countryside, but I believe you will not let me and the leaders of the factory down."

Li Huaide patted Chu Tian on the shoulder and spoke earnestly.

"Director Li, don't worry, I will definitely not let you down!"

Section Chief Liu also stepped forward and gave Chu Tian a big hug.

To be honest, he was reluctant to part with this kid.

Ever since this guy came, the status of their purchasing department in the factory has skyrocketed.

No one will scold them for just sitting there and not working...

……

After a while, the shuttle bus arrived.

Chu Tian turned around and boarded the bus to Qinglong Village.

The ride was bumpy, and the scenery outside the window gradually changed from tall buildings to fields.

The golden sunlight shines on the fields, creating golden waves.

From time to time, villagers carrying loads on their shoulders walked by the roadside with simple smiles on their faces.

I don’t know how long it took, but the bus slowly drove into a village.

As soon as you enter the village, a strong smell of earth hits you in the face.

Mixed with a hint of cooking smoke, it makes people feel more intimate.

Under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, a group of old men and women were sitting there chatting.

When they saw the bus coming, they all looked up.

Chu Tian got off the bus carrying a simple luggage.

The village in front of me is not big. Dozens of households are built on the mountainside, with smoke rising from the chimneys, creating a peaceful and harmonious scene.

Is this Qinglong Village?

Looks pretty good!!!

Chu Tian took a deep breath, and a breath of fresh air blew in his face.

……

To be honest, there was a reason why Chu Tian chose to come to this village.

To be precise, he did some research in advance before choosing this place.

This Qinglong Village is a treasure land!

Nowadays, many remote mountain villages have barren land and backward development.

The villagers couldn't even feed themselves, let alone ask him to go shopping.

But Qinglong Village is different. It is a famous wealthy village in the surrounding area.

First of all, it has a great geographical location, with several green mountains behind it.

Facing a clear stream, it is no exaggeration to say that it is surrounded by mountains and water.

Not to mention the wild game and plump fish and shrimp all over the mountains, which makes people drool just thinking about it.

These days, what city people lack most are these new things. When the time comes, won’t it be Chu Tian who has the final say?

Furthermore, the villagers of Qinglong Village are well-known for their hard work and simplicity.

I heard that the village chief is a retired soldier who is good at managing the village and the villagers all listen to him.

Nowadays, there are not many village heads who can unite the villagers.

At that time, Chu Tian just needs to establish a good relationship with the village chief.

Then the purchasing matter should be a piece of cake, right? ? ? ! ! !

Chu Tian was thinking about good things while looking at the village in front of him.

You know what, this Qinglong Village is really interesting.

The courtyard walls of every household are made of bluestone.

The yard is full of fruit trees, and the branches are loaded with fruits.

A few local dogs were lazily lying in the shade of the trees and saw Chu Tian, ​​a stranger.

He just raised his eyelids lazily and continued to close his eyes to rest.

"Young man, are you here..." An old voice interrupted Chu Tian's thoughts.

Chu Tian looked up and saw an old man in a coarse cloth jacket looking at him with a smile.

The old man's face is full of wrinkles, but he looks energetic and his eyes are bright.

"Uncle, I'm from Beijing and I want to talk to our village secretary and village chief about something."

"Oh, then you've asked the right person. Let me tell you, the team is just ahead. You can go from here... and then...!"

The old man enthusiastically pointed the way and added at the end, "They should all be here by now, so hurry up!"

Chu Tian thanked the old man and followed the route he pointed out to go to the brigade.

"Who is it?"

A gruff male voice came from the door.

Then the door creaked open and a head popped out from the crack.

The man looked to be in his forties and wore a pair of black-framed glasses.

"you are?"

The man looked Chu Tian up and down, his eyes full of confusion.

"Hello, comrade. I'm from the Beijing Steel Rolling Mill. My name is Chu Tian. I'm here to purchase goods in our village."

Chu Tian said as he took out his business card and a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed them over.

"purchase?"

When the man heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He took the cigarette and looked at Chu Tian carefully again.

Only then did he turn sideways and let Chu Tian into the house.

"Come on, come in and sit down. I'm the village accountant. My last name is Liu. You can just call me Lao Liu."

Chu Tian followed Lao Liu into the house and found that the house was even messier than it looked from the outside.

Several broken tables were put together, piled with account books and documents.

There were a few cigarette butts and melon seed shells on the ground.

The air was filled with a musty smell and tobacco, which made Chu Tian frown.

"Old Liu, who is this?" An old voice came from the inner room.

"He's from Beijing, and he said he's here to make purchases." Old Liu answered as he moved a stool for Chu Tian. "Xiao Chu, sit down for a while. I'll go get the village head and secretary to come over."

After a while.

The curtain of the inner room was lifted, and two figures walked out one after the other.

The one walking in front was thin and had a bronze face full of traces of weathering.

He was wearing a washed-out Zhongshan suit with patches on the cuffs.

He was wearing a pair of Liberation shoes and walked with great vigor. At first glance, he looked like a decisive and swift person.

Following behind was a fat middle-aged man.

She had a big belly and a towel around her neck.

He was wiping the sweat off his face with a towel and breathing heavily.

"Old Liu, is this the buyer from Beijing you mentioned?"

The man walking in front glanced at Chu Tian with undisguised doubt in his tone.

"Oh, Secretary, that's right!" Old Liu hurriedly nodded and bowed to greet him, "This is Comrade Chu Tian, ​​from the Beijing Steel Rolling Mill. This time he came to our village specifically to purchase."

"Hello, Secretary. I'm from the Beijing Steel Rolling Mill. Here are my letter of introduction and work permit. Please take a look."

As he said that, he quickly took out his ID from his pocket and handed it over.

The secretary took the certificate and glanced through it casually.

Then he returned the certificate to Chu Tian with a frown.

“Comrade Chu Tian, ​​it’s not that we don’t cooperate with your work. A few years ago, there were people coming from Beijing who wanted to purchase food.

But you also know that there has been famine in recent years, and our village doesn’t even have enough food for ourselves, so how can we have extra food for you?”

Chu Tian smiled slightly. It seemed that the secretary had misunderstood his purpose.

He had no intention of purchasing food. The only purpose of this trip was hunting.

Thinking of this, Chu Tian deliberately asked: "Secretary, what about other things? For example, does our village have any mountains?"

This is actually a question you ask even though you already know the answer.

As soon as he entered the village, he saw several mountains surrounding the village.

The vegetation is dense, and it is a paradise for wild animals. This kind of place is most likely to have prey!!!

The village secretary and the village chief looked at each other, obviously puzzled by Chu Tian's question.