Rebirth 1979: Hunting wild boars and saving educated youth

Chen Feng squatted down and looked at the tiger in front of him with a serious look.

After a while, he pulled out a sharp dagger from his waist and began to skin the tiger. He first used the dagger to gently cut a hole in the tiger's abdomen, for fear of damaging the integrity of the precious tiger skin.

"This job has to be done slowly, no rush." ​​He muttered to himself, and slowly pulled the knife apart along the cut with his hands, taking every step carefully.

Sweat dripped down his forehead and onto the grass, but he was oblivious.

As time went by, the tiger's huge body was gradually exposed, and a golden and colorful tiger skin slowly appeared before everyone's eyes.

Finally, when Chen Feng lifted it gently, the entire tiger skin was peeled off from the tiger intact, and spread flat on the ground like a work of art, shining with a natural luster.

"Done!" Chen Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead, a glimmer of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

"So beautiful." Ning Yao's eyes were shining.

Chen Feng smiled at Ning Yao, revealing his white teeth.

Then he began to cut up the tiger meat, dividing it into neat pieces.

Then he picked out the most delicious part, carefully wrapped it in oil paper, and said to Ning Yao, "Ning Yao, this piece of meat is for you. Take it back and try it."

Ning Yao, who was knowledgeable and somewhat educated, asked, "Is tiger meat really edible? I've never heard of it before."

Chen Feng smiled and thought that of course tiger meat was edible.

He had read related news online before: a tourist resort was raising artificial tigers and selling a portion of braised tiger meat for 588 yuan! Although it was later stopped, it also proved that tiger meat was indeed edible.

Of course, I can’t tell Ning Yao this reason.

Chen Feng smiled slightly and explained, "It's recorded in the Compendium of Materia Medica that tiger meat can boost energy, stop excessive salivation, and treat malaria. Although modern people don't eat much of it, it was a top-notch tonic in ancient times. Don't worry, this meat is absolutely fine."

"You've also read the Compendium of Materia Medica?" Ning Yao was surprised, but also felt even more admiration for Chen Feng. "You really know everything."

Chen Feng waved his hands and laughed in his heart. The information about tiger meat was just gossip on the Internet in his previous life, but he naturally would not say it out loud.

Chen Feng cut another piece of tiger meat and gave it to his mother. After a while, Chen Yufen had cooked part of the tiger meat into a large pot of fragrant tiger meat soup.

The whole family sat together, even Ning Yao joined in.

The hot soup pot exudes an enticing aroma that makes people salivate.

Yaya couldn't wait any longer. She grabbed the bowl with her little hands and put spoonful after spoonful into her mouth. Her little belly was soon full, and she kept mumbling, "It's delicious. I want more!"

Chen Feng smiled and touched her head, saying gently, "Don't eat any more. Be careful not to upset your stomach."

Ning Yao also ate with gusto, occasionally looking up, her cheeks slightly red, as if a little embarrassed. Indeed, for an urban educated youth like her, this experience was too novel and unforgettable.

After dinner, Chen Feng sat in the yard, stroking the precious tiger skin in his hand, thinking about how to sell it for a good price.

He knew that in this era of material scarcity, a complete tiger skin was an absolutely priceless treasure.

I heard that a few years ago someone hunted a tiger and sold the entire skin for more than ten yuan.

Chen Feng's eyes flashed with brilliance. This piece of leather was of high quality and should be worth at least twenty yuan.

He decided to go to the old hunter in the village to inquire about the market the next day, and at the same time consider whether to go to the city to find a buyer. After all, for such a poor family, this money is undoubtedly a timely help.

As the night deepened, the only sounds in the yard were the chirping of insects and the occasional barking of dogs in the distance.

Chen Feng looked at the starry sky, his heart filled with longing and hope for the future.

The next day, as soon as the sky turned pale, Chen Feng got out of bed quietly, for fear of waking up his family who were still asleep.

He simply ate two bites of cold steamed buns, then picked up the heavy tiger skin and set off for the town.

The country road in the early morning was shrouded in mist, with only the occasional sounds of chickens crowing and dogs barking, making it seem particularly quiet.

Chen Feng walked briskly, thinking about how to get a good price at the market.

He knew that this complete tiger skin was a rare item in this era and would definitely attract the attention of many buyers.

A distance of several kilometers is not far for Chen Feng, who often travels through the mountains.

In less than an hour, he could see the outline of the town in the distance.

As he got closer, the hustle and bustle of the market became clearer and clearer, and the place was bustling with people and lively.

The town market in 1979 still had a quaint atmosphere.

The cobblestone road is lined with all kinds of stalls, selling vegetables, fruits, handicrafts, poultry and livestock. There is a wide variety of goods.

The vendors' shouts could be heard one after another, and customers were walking around bargaining, making the place very lively.

Chen Feng found a relatively open place and carefully spread out the tiger skin.

The golden tiger stripes sparkled in the sun, immediately attracting the attention of people around.

Many people stopped and gathered around, pointing and talking.

"Hey, look, what's that guy selling? It looks like tiger skin!"

"Oh, it really is a tiger skin! These days, it's really not easy to kill a tiger!"

Chen Feng stood aside, smiling, quietly waiting for the buyer's inquiries.

He secretly calculated in his mind that according to the market price, this tiger skin could be sold for at least ten yuan, which was enough to cover the family's expenses for several months.

However, just as he was about to shout a few words, several uniformed administrators suddenly came over. They looked serious, and after scanning the tiger skin, one of them spoke:

"Young man, selling tiger skins costs money, you know?"

Chen Feng was stunned. He had never heard of charging extra fees for selling things before. He frowned and asked, "Fees? How much?"

"Five dollars!" The administrator held up five fingers, his tone unquestionable.

"Five dollars?!" Chen Feng's heart skipped a beat. Five dollars was not a small sum of money in that era. It was almost his family's living expenses for a month.

He asked somewhat unwillingly, "Where did this fee come from? Why haven't I heard of it before?"

The administrator curled his lips, as if he was not surprised by such questions. "This is a new regulation. It protects the market order and prevents random display and selling. Don't want to pay? Sorry, you have to find another place."

The people around began to whisper, some looked at Chen Feng with sympathy, while others looked like they were enjoying a good show.

"Comrade, you're talking about new regulations, but I didn't hear about them yesterday." Chen Feng tried to remain calm and asked in a calm tone, "Can I see the relevant documents or announcements?"

The administrator seemed a little caught off guard by this sudden questioning. He glared at Chen Feng and said, "Documents? That's not your concern. Anyway, if you're setting up a stall here today, you have to follow the rules."