Rebirth in 80, starting with hunting in the Greater Khingan Mountains

Just as Sun Mancang was about to get angry, Jin Dazhong hugged Jiang He's neck and laughed, "You are Brother Mancang's sworn brother, so you are my brother.

Go, go, go! I'm going to call my old boss right now. If I don't arrange for you to start as a director, I'm going to Beijing to make trouble for him!"

Jin Dazhong said this, pulling Jiang He up and going to the Forestry Bureau to make a phone call.

Even though it was only 80 years ago and Daxinganling is located in the mountains, the Forestry Bureau and local authorities already have telephone networks.

It’s just that ordinary people want to contact their relatives far away. If it’s not urgent, they write a letter; if it’s urgent, they send a telegram. The post office also allows you to make phone calls, but generally no one makes calls. Even if you make a call, the other party has to be able to receive it, which is far slower than sending a telegram.

The telephone has nothing to do with ordinary people.

Jiang He really followed him. He had a big boss but didn't cling to him, had a backer but didn't use him, and had an official position but didn't want to take it. Is he still Brother Da Jiang?

Zheng Mingshi was at a loss for words. He finally managed to stop the man after much persuasion, but he didn't dare to let him use the phone. He just said he would talk to him tomorrow after he sobered up.

Finally, he persuaded the man to come back, and Zheng Mingshi broke out in a cold sweat.

Oh my god, what kind of immortal did we invite back?

When he woke up, he was sober, but Jin Dazhong was very persistent. He still remembered what he said when he was drunk last night, and dragged Jiang He to call his old boss.

Jiang He was really eager to try, but was kicked by Sun Mancang.

"You still want to be an official? What the hell, do you have the ability to be an official?"

Jiang He stiffened his neck and said, "Is there anything easier than being an official in this world?"

Sun Mancang glared and said, "Then tell me, how do you handle your job as an official?"

Jiang He waved his hand proudly: "It's simple. When I become an official, I will first recruit ten or eight beautiful secretaries. They will do the work when there is something to do, and they will do the work when there is nothing to do.

Cheating superiors without concealing the truth from subordinates, colluding with the corrupt to make money together, what matters is a thick skin, a black heart and ruthless hands!"

Sun Mancang angrily said, "What about the common people? What if something goes wrong?"

Jiang He laughed heartily: "Ordinary people are nothing. If I can't solve the problem, can't I solve the problem of the person who raised the problem?

Anyone who dares to jump around will be arrested and imprisoned for three to five years!"

"Fuck you, you think this is a prison run by your family!"

Jiang He laughed: "You don't understand this, right? Who would put him in prison? The procedure is so complicated. What we want is to put him directly in a mental hospital.

He's mentally ill, what other questions can he ask?"

Jin Dazhong was furious: "Get lost, damn it! We fought so hard to conquer this country, we don't want you to bring disaster upon us. Just keep hunting!"

Jin Dazhong said this, turned around and left, never mentioning anything about calling his old boss again.

"Hey, don't go, I was just kidding!"

"I don't believe you! If you take even a fraction of your joke seriously, the common people will be in trouble for the rest of their lives."

Jin Dazhong was so angry that he almost grabbed a gun.

Zheng Mingshi gave the money very happily. He didn't dare to refuse and had to give more.

Except for Lao Jin who has a solid foundation, these people all have guns.

Even if the 56 and a half are taken back, the 38 rifle is still not easy to deal with, especially Chunyu's big axe, which is really scary when swung.

Lao Jin met an old friend in a foreign place, so he couldn't just leave like that. He had to go to Sun Mancang's house as a visitor first.

When the train arrived at the forest farm, the director specially sent a truck to take them there.

They first went to Jiang He's house. When they heard that Jiang He was back, hundreds of old women gathered around.

A group of old women gathered in the yard, wearing headscarves on their heads, with their hands tucked into the sleeves of their cotton-padded jackets, staring at the river with eager eyes.

The dark-skinned old women crowded into the yard, shocking even Jin Dazhong, who was used to big scenes.

Jiang He really wanted to say a few words in high spirits, but when he saw the angry eyes of these old women, he thought, forget it, there is nothing more to say, if they get angry, they will just strip themselves naked.

Jiang He put the money on the table and handed forward the bill issued by the lumberyard, letting everyone take a look at it.

"According to the rules we agreed upon, this half is ours!"

Jiang He continued without even looking up, "Don't be jealous. If anyone has the ability, they can find a good job, find wild boars, and herd them themselves, and they can also earn this much!"

After Jiang He said this, the old woman who was a little jealous before was now silent.

If you really do that, you may not only not make any money, but also lose your whole family's lives.

The table was filled with ten-yuan bills.

There were too many people, so each family couldn't get much money, only a few dozen yuan each.

It’s not a small amount. I played around, slaughtered pigs and ate meat for two days, and earned more than a forestry worker’s monthly salary. What else could I be dissatisfied with?

With this money, my child will go to school next year and I won’t have to worry about food and money at home.

Wang Shuqin watched her son giving out large sums of money, and all the old ladies in the village were smiling and praising him. She felt distressed and proud at the same time. That was all money, and her son was so capable.

Old Mrs. Chen quietly pulled Miao Xiaoyu and said, "Silly girl, what are you laughing at? Look at those sluts. They were tickling his palms when he took the money. Believe it or not, he will be seduced away tonight. Maybe he will be in the same bed with some women."

Miao Xiaoyu whispered: "He, he is not that kind of person!"

Old Mrs. Chen snorted disdainfully, "Men are like loaches. They'll crawl into any hole they can find. I'm telling you, I'll definitely catch him tonight. Even if he does, it'll be yours."

Miao Xiaoyu blushed and said nothing, but she had made up her mind that Jiang He could do whatever he wanted tonight.

The only one who was dissatisfied was Zhang Jinshan.

Jiang He is snatching the collective's work away. The morale of the team is scattered and it is difficult to lead the team.

Jin Dazhong looked at Jiang He's high-spirited appearance and said to Sun Mancang beside him: "You, my brother, are a good person. You don't need to pay me. You will definitely be a big shot in the future!"

"They are just old farmers, what kind of people can they be?"

Jin Dazhong laughed heartily and said, "Back when the commotion was going on, over 300 little brats came into the village shouting slogans to arrest me..."

"Fuck, there's such a thing? You..."

"What? People from several surrounding villages showed up, cornered the people in the village, and beat dozens of them to death. In the end, it was only when the prefectural party committee secretary from Tonghua arrived that they took the people away."

"how about you?"

"I, what can I do? In times of hardship, I rely on hunting to help the needy families in several nearby villages. At least a cup of hot soup can keep me alive."

Jiang He put his hands on his waist and looked at the smiling faces. He felt a sense of accomplishment that was more satisfying than killing people.

But a headache immediately arose, because Jin Dazhong was a real relative, and arrangements had to be made for them now that they were home.

There is no shortage of wild boar meat and roe deer meat, but people are tired of eating them. Using them to entertain guests is like a slap in the face.

What should I do? There is nothing delicious to eat these days.

"Dajiang, Dajiang, come and help!"

Liu Er shouted outside the door.

Jiang He went out to take a look, and wow, Liu Er actually drove a pig weighing about 200 pounds over here.

"Haha, brother, I bought a pig on the edge of town. How about we have a pig-killing meal today?"

Pigs are domesticated pigs.

This thing is much more delicious than wild boar.

Moreover, if we kill a pig to entertain guests, even if the governor comes, he has to honestly tell me that it costs a lot.