Chapter 416: The Wind Rises on Changbai Mountain (Middle)

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Therefore, along the way, there are occasional villagers around who will look at them twice, and no one will stop to ask them. In these years, everyone wants to make money to support their families, and no one has time to wander around the streets.

"Where are we going?"

Looking at Wang Zheng's stop-and-go appearance, Zhao Defang was curious and a little puzzled.

"Go to the village brigade headquarters!"

"Brigade headquarters, why don't you just find someone to ask?"

"Do you need to ask if you are looking for such a place?" Wang Zheng asked rhetorically.

Just like the provincial government and municipal government are bound to be in a prosperous part of a city. Although the village is the smallest administrative unit in China, its village headquarters is definitely on the widest and best-built street. As long as you walk along this street, you will not have to worry about finding it.

Just when Zhao Defang opened his mouth to say something, a gate with several plaques appeared in front of him.

Seeing Wang Zheng speed up his pace, Zhao Defang also hurriedly followed.

The brigade headquarters, also called the village council, are different from the dwellings. Here, the hollowed-out iron gate painted silver-white is open, and inside is a flat courtyard. The yard is not small, about 200 square meters, and some holly is planted at the edge. Perhaps because of the long time and untended relationship, the half-foot-high grass in the corner grows freely in the early autumn sun, and it is very lush.

The office of the brigade sits in the north and faces south, and there are about four or five red-tiled houses with 'xiazi' in front of them! The white powder on the walls seems to have just been painted, and although it looks like Bai Sensen is infiltrating, it really adds a bit of freshness.

Walk along the curved red brick corridor with a width of about 1.5 meters, and walk to the room with an open door at the brigade headquarters. Wang Zheng glanced inside twice, and then knocked on the door next to him.

One of the people inside was sitting under the three-leaf electric fan blowing a cool breeze, with hot green tea brewing in a glass next to him, holding a newspaper in his hand, with black-framed eyes on his face, and white temples, and a half-hundred-year-old man in his sixties looked up.

Seeing that it was a stranger, the old man was slightly stunned, and soon walked over in sandals.

"Who are you...?"

"Hello, we are from outside, and we want to find the village chief of your village!"

Wang Zheng smiled and took out an open pack of China from his jacket pocket, took out one and handed it over. Although he never smoked. But when he worked before, the experience he accumulated in marketing still influenced him.

It is normal for men to borrow cigarettes from each other, so in the face of the cigarettes handed over by Wang Zheng, the old man did not refuse, and took out a lighter from his trouser pocket very skillfully.

But after seeing that Wang Zheng didn't take the cigarette, he took off the cigarette in his mouth and pinned it to his ear.

"I am!"

"You are the village director of Xiangyang Village?" Wang Zheng said in surprise.

"Hmm!"

Seeing the other party nodding, Wang Zheng smiled and stretched out his right hand to the other party, "Hello, excuse me! We are from outside, and we want to find a guide who is familiar with the mountains in our Xiangyang Village!"

"Guide, you want to go into the mountains to hunt?"

Over the years, he has seen a lot of young people in the city, as well as some idle rich people, who come to their village to find guides to go into the mountains to hunt. Therefore, before Wang Zheng finished speaking, he automatically made up their intentions.

In fact, until just now, Wang Zheng was still thinking about what excuse they used to cover up their intentions. Unexpectedly, before he could think about it, the other party had already solved it for him.

"Yes, yes, we really want to go into the mountains to have fun! It's autumn, and the rabbits and pheasants in the mountains are fat and strong, and maybe we can find a ginseng or two. Wang Zheng pushed the boat down the river.

"Ginseng?" the old man shook his head in his heart, sighing that the people in this city really thought too much. There is no ginseng within 50 kilometers of the village, and even if there is, it has long been demarcated.

However, the old man who was sleek did not open his mouth to dampen Wang Zheng's enthusiasm.

"I can help you find a guide, but our guide here is not cheap. 200 a day into the mountain, if you hit a rabbit you will be charged 50 more, a flying dragon 100, a wild boar 1000!"

It's not ten years ago when information was out of access, and the mountain people who relied on the mountains to eat the mountains knew that these people who went into the mountains to hunt had money in their hands, so they were not polite to start.

However, this amount of money is nothing to Wang Zheng or Zhao Defang.

"Okay, no problem!"

Seeing Wang Zheng's promise, the old man nodded, "Wait a minute!"

After instructing Wang Zheng, he went out of the room and called out a young man in his twenties from the next room, somewhat polite.

"Xiao Yang, you take a look here, I'll go out!"

Yang Shulin, who had just been assigned to Xiangyang Village as a village official, glanced at Wang Zheng and them, and quickly nodded, "Old director, don't worry, I will definitely take care of my home!"

"Hmm!" the old man nodded, and after a few more words of advice to Xiao Yang, he took Wang Zheng and them away.

"Did you drive?"

When he walked out of the gate of the brigade and saw that there was no imaginary car, the old man asked in surprise.

"It's open, but it's at the entrance of the village, and it hasn't come in!" Wang Zheng said.

"Well, let's go!"

"Wait, old director. Do you still have to drive to find a guide?" Wang Zheng hurriedly said.

"Of course, there is still a long way to get to Hongqi Forest Farm from here!"

"Woodlands?"

"Well, the guide I found for you is the ranger of our forest farm here! I often haunt Changbai Mountain, and I am our 'old mountain dog' here." The forest within a radius of a hundred miles, he can bring you out with his eyes closed. ”

"So powerful?"

Seeing that the old man was also talkative, Wang Zheng's face showed surprise at the right time.

"Of course, I'll tell you ......!"

Seeing that the two people in front of him were chatting more and more speculatively, Zhao Defang, who was walking behind, frowned slightly. He didn't want to see Wang Zheng being too deeply involved with anyone here, otherwise once something happened, the risk of involving him would be too great.

"It seems that after the matter is settled, some details will have to be dealt with!"

Looking at the old director in front of him, the cold color in Zhao Defang's eyes flashed.

There are only 100 households in Xiangyang Village, which is not big, and it didn't take long for a group of people to come to the head of the village. Seeing the strong men standing by the car with their arms crossed, their breaths were either cold or strong, the old director was stunned for a moment, "Are you really going to hunt in the mountains?"

Wang Zheng knew that their group was more eye-catching. So after a turn of his mind, he pointed to Zhao Defang next to him, "Old director, the identity of the person next to me is quite special, these are his bodyguards!"

"Oh!" the old director nodded suddenly, he had also seen the appearance of those rich people on TV when they went out, and Zhao Defang also matched the image of those rich people he had seen on TV before.

Zhao Defang didn't say much about Wang Zheng pushing the matter on himself. In his opinion, as long as the trouble can be solved and the plan can be carried out smoothly.

Let the old director squeeze in his car, and under his guidance, the group went out of the village, and after driving out of the road, they drove down a potholed but spacious stone road towards the deep mountains.

A road opened up for the wagons pulling wood, coupled with the fact that it has not been repaired all year round, the road conditions can be imagined. Because it was too bumpy, the car drove very slowly. But because it is not far away, about half an hour later. The car drove into a large courtyard surrounded by wooden planks.

"Wow ......!"

As soon as the car drove into the open yard, five or six swift hounds burst out of the nest next to it. Dogs barking loudly around the car.

"In the past, this was a national forest farm, but now it is said that the environment should be protected and the deforestation is prohibited, so most of this place is deserted, leaving only a few rooms for the rangers to live!

The old director said, pointing to the middle-aged man who had just walked out of a red brick house in front, dressed a little sloppily, with gray hair, his left foot may have been injured before, and he walked slightly lame.

Although his appearance is not good, Wang Zheng can feel a quiet and vicissitudes of temperament from the other party. Obviously, this is also a person with a story of his own.

After the other party restrained his hound, the old director pushed the door and walked down.

"Lao Chen, I'm here to introduce you to business!"

The middle-aged man known as Lao Chen, after nodding to the old director, shifted his gaze to Wang Zheng and the others who stepped out of the car. Everything else, when he saw Wang Gan, Qian Di, and the inseparable big tall man who followed behind Wang Zheng, his expression instantly revealed a trace of vigilance.

And the hounds who were still barking also seemed to feel a major threat, and gathered around Lao Chen one by one, but seeing them hunched over their backs and 'whining' in their mouths, they were obviously ready to rush up and bite wildly at any time.

These hunting dogs, under the care of their owners, already have wolf nature.

"Lao Chen, let your dogs get out of the way! these people are customers who are going to hunt in the mountains!"

After glancing at the group of hounds lying at Lao Chen's feet in fear, the old director did not step forward, but said in a high voice four or five meters away.

Lao Chen nodded, and after looking at Wang Zheng and them again, "Have you told them all the rules?"

"I said it before I came!"

Lao Chen then whistled his whistle, and when he heard the whistle, the dogs lying at his feet immediately put away the offensive posture just now, turned into a dirt dog with his tail between his legs again, and walked towards the nest next to him.

Without these mountain sweeping dogs that even the tigers and leopards in the White Mountain dare to go up and bite, the old director is obviously relieved.

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