Chapter 15: A single report would be enough to cause him trouble.
With a sales channel secured, Huang Weiguo felt his whole body fill with strength.
There was less than a year left before the supply system would be implemented.
Within this year, he had to save up enough grain to feed his family for ten years.
Otherwise, when the Three-Year Famine arrived, people would truly starve to death.
Huang Weiguo rode his bicycle out of Nanluoguxiang / South Luogu Lane, then took both hands off the handlebars, riding stylishly down the middle of the road.
Only in this era was this possible, with no cars on the roads and even bicycles being a rare sight.
In later times, such carefree riding would be impossible, with traffic jams everywhere!
"Look, that young man is riding a bicycle without holding the handlebars, so cool!"
"Could he be from a high-ranking family's compound?"
With the bicycle, Huang Weiguo quickly reached the mountainous area.
At first, finding prey wasn't easy at all.
Huang Weiguo simply fetched some more spiritual spring water, sprinkled it on nearby trees, and waited there for prey to appear.
This method proved very effective. In no time, Huang Weiguo had bagged six Wild Boars, over a dozen Hares, and seven or eight Pheasants.
After that, Huang Weiguo crossed over another mountain ridge, continued sprinkling spiritual spring water, and this time he bagged another four Wild Boars, over a dozen Pheasants and Hares.
What made Huang Weiguo happiest was that he also bagged a Wild Roe Deer.
This thing was truly excellent. It had no fat, its meat was pure lean, earning it the beautiful title of 'Lean Meat King'. The meat was tender, delicious, and nutritious, a top-tier wild game delicacy.
Looks like we can have a good meal back home!
Huang Weiguo stored all the prey in his spatial storage.
He did a quick calculation. He now had ten Wild Boars in total.
The Subdistrict Office and Police Station alone definitely couldn't handle this much.
Huang Weiguo simply rode his bicycle around several Communes on the outskirts of Beijing.
He sold five Wild Boars, over a dozen Pheasants, and Hares.
Just these items sold for a total of thirteen hundred yuan.
Huang Weiguo couldn't help but marvel inwardly; making money was just too easy.
One had to know that currently, Yi Zhonghai's monthly salary was only seventy or eighty yuan. He couldn't earn thirteen hundred yuan in a whole year.
Yet Huang Weiguo had earned thirteen hundred yuan in just a single day.
And this didn't even include the prey sold to the Subdistrict Office and Public Security Bureau.
When he was almost back in the city on his bicycle, Huang Weiguo finally took out two Wild Boars, about ten Pheasants, and Hares from his spatial storage, tying them one by one onto the 28-inch Bicycle.
Then he shouldered another Wild Boar himself.
Only China's 28-inch Bicycle had such excellent load-bearing capacity; any other bicycle simply wouldn't do.
Huang Weiguo remembered that later on, some Black brothers could ride a 28-inch Bicycle loaded with several hundred jin of cargo and reach seventy miles per hour.
With too much prey, Huang Weiguo could only push the bicycle towards the Subdistrict Office.
Arriving at the Subdistrict Office, Director Wang looked at Huang Weiguo's haul and said in surprise, "This... Weiguo, did you turn over every mountain in the Beijing suburbs?"
Huang Weiguo scratched his head, a simple smile appearing on his face: "Director Wang, I just had good luck today."
"But it was also quite dangerous. At one point, I was surrounded by three Wild Boars!"
Huang Weiguo specifically picked the three largest, fattest Wild Boars for the Subdistrict Office.
"Don't go running around anymore. I'll have someone help you move the stuff into the office. I'll go to the Public Security Bureau and call your Uncle Feng over!"
"They have a jeep over there; it'll be much more convenient!"
Huang Weiguo nodded, thinking to himself, a jeep... if he had one of those, hunting and such would be incredibly convenient in the future.
He could haul a whole cartload at once. Circling Beijing a few times, he could easily earn several thousand yuan.
Within a month, he might just become the first ten-thousand-yuan household in the Siheyuan ahead of everyone else in this era.
Of course, this was just wishful thinking. After all, jeeps were public property, and he was just an ordinary person who had fled famine to Sijiucheng / Beijing.
How could he possibly get to drive a jeep?
Soon, Feng Yang walked into the Subdistrict Office with colleagues from the Public Security Bureau.
Looking at the prey piled up like a small hill, Feng Yang was speechless with surprise: "Young man, with your slight build, you took down three Wild Boars?"
Huang Weiguo nodded: "Yes, I've been hunting since I was a child. I'm pretty skilled!"
Feng Yang frowned. Even with great skill, it was impressive enough for an adult to handle one Wild Boar.
This kid looked so skinny; how could he possibly handle three Wild Boars?
"Young man, how about Uncle Feng tests your skills a bit?"
"Hey, isn't that Huang Weiguo?"
Yan Bugui had been planning to come to the Subdistrict Office to ask about finding a job for Yan Jiecheng.
He never expected to see Huang Weiguo talking with people from the Public Security Bureau.
Yan Bugui quickly found an inconspicuous spot to hide.
Huang Weiguo knew clearly that Feng Yang was testing his skills, and he also intended to demonstrate his own abilities.
After all, in this era, Huang Weiguo had no job, yet his family ate meat every day.
He needed a reasonable explanation. Otherwise, if anything happened, a single report would be enough to cause him trouble.
Feng Yang assumed a stance and shouted: "Hah~"
Then he charged towards Huang Weiguo.
Huang Weiguo stood his ground without moving, reaching out to directly grab Feng Yang's wrist.
Unable to move, Feng Yang then kicked out.
Huang Weiguo blocked it again. After a few exchanges, Feng Yang's face flushed red: "Brothers, get him together!"
Those who came with Feng Yang were all skilled hands from the Public Security Bureau.
One of them had even won a national Martial Arts Competition championship.
Director Wang's face changed dramatically: "Old Feng, Weiguo has just recovered from a serious illness. Don't go too hard on him!"
Feng Yang felt helpless inwardly. This kid's strength was enough to send him flying.
And this was 'just recovered from a serious illness'?
Was there any justice left?
The several skilled men from the Public Security Bureau each displayed their abilities, charging towards Huang Weiguo.
After a round of back-and-forth exchanges, they were all laid flat on the ground by Huang Weiguo.
Feng Yang didn't take everything that had just happened seriously at all.
He stood up from the ground, turned, and started chatting with Huang Weiguo.
"Young man, your skills are truly excellent. No wonder you could catch three Wild Boars.
Alright then, we'll take all this prey of yours.
Old Wang, come help calculate the price!"
"Alright, coming!"
Feng Yang looked at Huang Weiguo, his admiration growing even stronger.
He felt such formidable skills and such superb hunting ability represented a rare talent. It was truly a waste to only use it for hunting.
He put an arm around Huang Weiguo's shoulder, lowering his voice as he spoke.
"Weiguo, how about coming to the Public Security Bureau and working with me?"
Huang Weiguo scratched his head, asking with a hint of hesitation.
"Could I do it well?"
In truth, his heart was already leaping with joy.
One had to know, next year the supply system would start. Buying anything would require ration coupons.
If he had no job, he wouldn't even be able to explain the source of the coupons when he took out good things in the future.
If he could get into the Public Security Bureau, that would be absolutely perfect.