"Brother Qin Feng, how about you take a look at this thing?"

When Qin Feng and the three of them were full of wine and food, Jiang Jun walked into the back room, but when he came out, he had a large package in his hand, and put the package on the table in his office, Jiang Jun opened it.

A complete tiger skin appeared in front of several people, the whole fur was intact, from the mouth to the tail there was not even a small hole the size of a needle's eye, and the level of this tiger skin was very high, without the slightest fishy smell.

"What, Brother Qin Feng, this tiger skin is made well, right?"

Jiang Jun stroked the yellow and white tiger skin with his hand, and said: "If you take out this thing, someone will ask for two million, Brother Qin Feng, if you want to sell it at any time, give me a call, and I will help you find a buyer......

As the saying goes, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains and relying on the water to eat the water, Jiang Jun guards such a large farm, and behind it is the most primitive forest, it is impossible to say that it is impossible not to poach some wild animals at ordinary times.

However, Jiang Jun is not a fur dealer, he just knows some friends who do business, and when he has good things, he only needs to call them, such as the two fangs of this tiger, which are sold to friends who can be trusted.

For example, the person who did business also saw this tiger skin, and gave a high price of two million RMB at that time, if it was Jiang Jun's own thing, he would have sold it to that person as soon as possible.

After hearing Jiang Jun's words, Qin Feng shook his head with a smile and said, "Brother Jun, you don't have to worry about this matter, I am a Pixiu, and good things must only enter and leave when they are in their hands......"

Tiger skins, especially the tiger skins of Siberian tigers, have a miraculous effect on old cold legs in winter, such as teacher Qi Gong and Miao Liuzhi and others can use it, even if Qin Feng is a poor egg now, he will not sell this kind of object.

"Master, how many rubles is two million?" Umnico, who was well-fed and drunk, came to his senses as soon as he heard about the money. He asked Qin Feng.

"About 20 million rubles." Qin Feng replied casually.

"So many? Grandma, those people used to lie to me and grandpa......" Umniko said angrily: "My grandfather only sold eight million rubles for three tiger skins, those people are really dark......"

Although the Siberian tiger is also a protected animal in Russia, in the war-torn Chechen region, who cares about these idle things, so at least four or five tigers died at the hands of Karachev. It's just that some of them were shot with shotguns, but the tiger skin was full of holes, but it couldn't be nitrated.

"Collect things directly from the people in the mountains, of course, the price will be much lower, and that person will not be a cheat on you, eight million rubles is about the same."

Qin Feng corrected Umnico's words, in the past few years, a tiger skin was sold directly to the seller, according to the condition of the tiger skin, it should be between sixty and one million yuan, and the maximum will not exceed one or two million. Qin Feng's one can be sold for two million, which is actually a high price.

And Karachev didn't know the Russian rich man at all, so he had to be cut in the middle by the fur dealer, and three tiger skins were sold for 800,000 yuan, which shows that the fur dealer still has a conscience.

"Oh, I see." Umniko rolled his eyes and said, "Master, don't we have a tiger skin, that one is much better than this one?" Or...... Just sell this tiger skin, right? ”

"Hey, I said Niko. I don't like to hear what you say, can you find another tiger skin that is better than this? ”

Working at the border for a long time, Jiang Jun is no stranger to Russian, and he can fully understand Umniko's half-Chinese and half-Russian words.

The Siberian tiger is the king of beasts. Even if someone has set a trap to hunt it, it is difficult to catch it without harm, as far as Jiang Jun knows, none of the people who poached Siberian tigers in the past few years have been able to get their full fur.

So in Jiang Jun's opinion. The fur he had made was flawless, and he believed that no one in the world could compare to this one.

"Uncle Jun, I can really find ......" Umniko called Jiang Jun awkwardly, and reached out and took the package placed in the corner of the wall on the table.

"Stinky boy, what's there to show off?" Qin Feng's eyes widened, he had already seen Umnico's thoughts, this kid not only wanted to sell tiger skins for money, but also wanted to satisfy his little vanity.

"Master, if you don't look at it, you won't look at it......" Seeing Qin Feng's eyes, Umnico suddenly wilted, he was most afraid of his grandfather's anger when he grew so big, and the most convincing person was Qin Feng, the Chinese master.

"Don't mind, Brother Qin Feng, there are good things to open my eyes......" Umnico didn't show off, but Jiang Jun's heart was itchy, listening to Qin Feng's words, it seemed that the contents of this bag were really tiger skin.

"Yes, you can watch it if you want......"

Hearing Jiang Jun say this, Qin Feng didn't stop Umnico anymore, others helped him so much, looking at the white tiger skin is a big deal, and Qin Feng is not afraid of Jiang Jun to publicize it at all, after arriving in the capital, the signboard of the Meng family, I believe that there are not many people who dare to provoke themselves.

"Uncle Jun, why don't we make a bet?"

Umniko rolled his eyes and said, "If my tiger skin is better than yours, you will lose to me...... It's okay to lose me $10,000, if mine is not as good as you, I'll lose you $10,000, how about it? ”

As he spoke, Umniko took out $10,000 from his body and slapped it on the table with a "snap".

"Oh, where did you get so much money?"

Seeing the 10,000 US dollars, Jiang Jun couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, relying on this mountain, he could earn two or three hundred thousand a year, 10,000 US dollars is not a big amount for him, but Umnico, the kid, can take it out, which still makes Jiang Jun a little surprised.

"Junzi, don't fall for this bad boy, his $10,000 is to win me." Peng Jun slapped Umniko on the back of the head angrily, and said, "Hurry up and put away the money, and then gamble with others, and I will ask your master to take all your money away......

"It's just fun." Umniko peeked at the master, and found that Qin Feng's face was not very good-looking, so he hurriedly put the money in his pocket and said with a sneer: "Joke, Uncle Peng Hong, I'm joking with Uncle Jun." ”

"You kid can really stretch and bend." This time, even Peng Hong was amused by Umnico, it was really not easy for such a big man to bow his head and make this expression.

"Is his tiger skin really better than this one?" Hearing Peng Hong dissuade himself, Jiang Jun was really a little uneasy, and he didn't let Umniko do it, and stepped forward to untie the package directly.

"White tiger skin?" When Jiang Jun saw the tiger skin covered in white with light black stripes, he couldn't help but scream, he never thought that Qin Feng would carry such a precious fur with him.

You must know that the white tiger is a mutant species of tigers, and like the liger beast, it is an extremely rare and rare species, no matter which country it is strictly protected, and it is a hundred times more difficult to get a white tiger skin than a Siberian tiger.

So regardless of whether this white tiger skin is complete or not, from this point of view, Jiang Jun has already lost, and the relationship between the two is like wild ginseng and planted ginseng, which is not at the same level at all.

"Okay, Brother Qin Feng, if you get this thing, it's worth it for you to go out this way......"

After carefully admiring this tiger skin, Jiang Jun praised it: "Yes, it's really good, only there is a small gun hole above the neck, this bullet is shot from the mouth, if this tiger skin is taken to the international black market, it can be sold for at least one million dollars......

"Keep it for your own use, no matter how much money you have, you won't sell it......"

Qin Feng smiled, he naturally wouldn't tell Jiang Jun, his biggest gain on this trip was not actually this tiger skin, but the rhizomes and leaves of the 10,000-year-old Ganoderma lucidum in that big backpack, the value of the 10,000-year-old Ganoderma lucidum alone was definitely worth hundreds of millions of dollars, how could it be compared to a million in this mere one?

"Haoqi, I like a man like you......"

Jiang Jun gave Qin Feng a thumbs up and said, "It's not early today, you have a good night's rest, and I'll send you out tomorrow morning, but you must not take a plane on the way, otherwise things will definitely be found out......"

Qin Feng nodded when he heard this, and said, "I have arrangements for how to go back, so you don't have to worry about it, Brother Jun." ”

When he arrived at the Russian-Chinese border, Qin Feng called Meng Lin and told him that he was about to return to China, but the things he was carrying could not pass through the security check, and he asked Meng Lin to find a way to arrange a plane to pick him up.

It was a matter of his sister's life and death, Meng Lin made arrangements immediately after receiving Qin Feng's call, and he even lied about the old man's name, so that a military transport plane that was going to fly from the border city to the capital was parked in the local area and waited for Qin Feng for five days, so Qin Feng was not worried about returning to the capital at all.

"That's good, I've been very close to smuggling precious skins recently, don't have an accident......" After chatting with Qin Feng and the others for a while, Jiang Jun suddenly looked at Peng Hong, and said without saying anything: "Squad leader, I'm ...... There's something I want to tell you......"

"What's the matter?" Peng Hong was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

"Squad leader, let's go outside and talk." Jiang Jun hesitated, but still didn't say anything.

Peng Hong didn't have such a good temper in front of his soldiers, so he opened his mouth and scolded: "When did your kid become such a mother-in-law?" If you have something, you will say it, and if you have a fart, you will ......"

"Yes...... It's platoon commander Han that there is something wrong with him, I just went to his place some time ago......"

Seeing that Peng Hong was angry, Jiang Jun mentioned a name, the Han platoon commander in his mouth was actually a soldier in the same year as Peng Hong, but when Jiang Jun joined the army, he was transferred to another unit, so he was not very familiar with Jiang Jun. (To be continued......)