"I don't see what kind of animal it is, but the wound on its forehead was caused by a man of the world, who took my sickle." Jiang Lanqing was afraid of talking about the black bear, and Yang Shulin would chase the black bear.

The black bear has been injured, but it can't stand the staring of hunters like Poplar Forest.

She herself still doesn't understand why she wants to save the black bear, since she can't figure it out, she doesn't bother anymore, she does things a lot of the time.

Yang Shulin seemed to believe Jiang Lanqing's words, after all, Jiang Lanqing was a weak woman, and it was impossible to cut the sickle into the tiger's forehead. couldn't help but envy Jiang Lanqing's bad luck, such a good thing also let her meet.

This tiger was sold enough for their mother and son to survive the winter.

He had never hunted a tiger before, but he knew that the more ferocious the beast, the higher the price.

"Brother Yang, how much do you think this tiger can sell for?" Jiang Lanqing saw that Yang Shulin was carefully inspecting the tiger, and he must have known it in his heart.

Yang Shulin was not sure: "This is not necessarily, it depends on how much the buyer gives, the damage to the tiger's fur is serious, not too much." ”

He compared a number.

"One hundred taels?" Jiang Lanqing has seen a lot of stories about his predecessors, and the tigers they fought were about the same price.

It's reasonable.

Yang Shulin had a beautiful expression on his face.

Jiang Lanqing misunderstood the meaning of the poplar forest, and his heart was beating with joy: "One thousand taels? ”

Oh my God, tigers are so valuable in this world? She's going to send it.

"Ten taels." Seeing that Jiang Lanqing was so happy, Yang Shulin really couldn't bear to splash her with cold water.

Jiang Lanqing, who was poured cold, lowered his face bitterly: "Brother Yang, the tiger is full of medicine, why is it only ten taels?" ”

Yang Shulin said with a smile: "This is already good, the pheasants, hares, and roe deer we usually hunt range from tens to hundreds of dollars." ”

After listening to Yang Shulin's words, Jiang Lanqing was quickly relieved, and she smiled slightly: "Ten taels is ten taels, but you have to trouble Brother Yang to help sell it, no matter how much you sell or how little you sell, give me eight taels, and the rest is yours." ”

Although there is a poplar sapling, she can't be too greedy and has to give poplar a little benefit.

Poplar Grove happily complied and volunteered to resist the tiger down the mountain.

Jiang Lanqing followed behind with a basket on her back, and she also learned from the poplar forest that it turned out that Jing Shuo had not seen her go back for a long time, so she was worried, so she went to find the poplar sapling, and the poplar sapling remembered the encounter with the cockscomb snake.

Worried that something would happen to her, she asked her brother Yang Shulin to go into the mountains to find her, the clouds and mist are deep in the forest, it is too difficult to find someone, if she didn't hear the big movement on her side, Yang Shulin didn't know where to find her.

Yang Shulin carried the tiger straight down the mountain, and when she came home, she saw her son's small figure sitting under the eaves, looking so lonely, and her eyes were a little sour.

Putting down the back basket, in order to make her son happy, she took out the wrapped August melon and gave it to her son to eat slowly.

She washed and began to cook, and after eating she was busy collecting herbs and hazelnut mushrooms.

Yang Shulin is efficient, after all, he is an excellent hunter, and the next day he asked Yang Shuyuan to send the money to Jiang Lanqing.

Jiang Lanqing was dealing with the pig's large intestine, and when she saw the poplar sapling coming, she beckoned her to come into the house and sit.

"A total of thirteen taels, you count, is it enough for you and Jing Shuo to spend this winter?" Yang Shumiao took out the money bag from his arms and put it on the stove, and looked at the large intestine in Jiang Lanqing's hand: "This thing stinks to death, it's not delicious." ”

Jiang Lanqing disagreed: "It's not delicious, you can't do it." As he spoke, he scrubbed his hands and picked up the money bag: "Why are there so many?" Didn't you say that you only need to give me eight taels? ”

Jiang Lanqing checked it, it was indeed heavier than the consultation fee given by the old lady on the day of the market.

"That tiger was sold for fifteen taels, and my brother only gave you twelve taels, thinking that it was not easy for your mother and son, I will give you an extra tael." Poplar saplings are straight, what to say. She just wanted to tell Jiang Lanqing everything, not to show credit.