Reborn in 1977

Chapter 534 Luck, Pure Luck

In the beginning, Director Jia thought Chen Fan wanted to see the tigers at the zoo, but after asking again and confirming that he was looking for wild tigers, he was speechless.

The others also looked at Chen Fan with strange expressions. You're a great writer, going to hunt tigers? Isn't this crossover a bit too much?

At this moment, Director Jia thought carefully and said, "Wait a moment, I'll make a phone call and ask."

For most people, this would definitely be a helpless situation, and they might even try to dissuade him from seeking death.

However, for Director Jia, this request was not difficult to fulfill.

Chen Fan's design and suggestions were of extremely high value. Now that he hadn't mentioned any other conditions and just wanted to hunt a tiger, Director Jia felt it was necessary to help him out.

Chen Fan sat on the sofa, very curious. He had already prepared to be rejected and just wanted to inquire about information on where to find tigers so he could go take a look himself.

But now, looking at Director Jia's expression, it seemed like there was a chance?

Director Jia picked up the phone and dialed a number. After a while, it connected. He first exchanged a few smiling pleasantries, and then asked, "Old Wang, what's the hunting team at your company up to recently?"

Chen Fan understood the message in one sentence.

So, he wanted him to join the provincial import and export company's hunting team to go into the mountains!

After talking for a few minutes, Director Jia hung up the phone and said to Chen Fan with a smile, "It just so happens that the provincial import and export company has a hunting team in the Changbai Mountain hunting grounds. There are traces of tigers there year-round. You can go with the team and take a look."

Chen Fan's eyes lit up. "If we kill a tiger, who does it belong to?"

Director Jia laughed and said meaningfully, "Director Wang from their company said that anything you kill yourself is yours. However, if the hunting team helps, then it's theirs. At most, they'll give you some meat."

You little rascal, you think you can kill a tiger yourself? You'd have to get out of the hunting team's sight first!

But is that possible?

Little guy, just consider it a special tour!

Chen Fan didn't know his calculations. He simply clapped his hands and said, "Deal!"

...

A day later, Chen Fan sat on a horse-drawn harrow, with a dozen hunting dogs running energetically on either side and in front. The convoy was traversing through a large mountain area.

He was wrapped in a thick sheepskin coat, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, chatting with the hunters from the hunting team.

Team leader Yao Shan asked curiously, "Writer Chen, what were you thinking? Why did you have to come here to hunt tigers?"

Chen Fan said helplessly, "I wanted to buy some tiger bones to make medicinal wine, but I can't afford them, so I have to come and hunt one myself."

Yao Shan grinned and laughed, "You're really joking."

Chen Fan turned his head and looked at him seriously, "I'm not joking. Alas, you don't believe I can hunt a tiger, or you don't believe I can't afford tiger bones?"

Yao Shan's face was full of disbelief, "You still say you're not joking? You're a great writer, you can earn a lot of money just by writing. How could you not afford a few tiger bones?

Besides, who doesn't know that tigers are hard to hunt? Even for us old hunters, if we encounter a tiger alone, we can only run for our lives.

Unless several people cooperate, and we have hunting rifles, it's possible to hunt a tiger. If you really want to be absolutely sure, then the entire team has to cooperate."

As soon as he finished speaking, an old voice came from the harrow in front, "Writer Chen, if you really want to hunt a tiger, it's not impossible."

Chen Fan turned his head and looked, only seeing the rear of a horse, "Master Xie, what do you mean?"

Master Xie in front said loudly, "Shenyang, Changchun, and Harbin, there are 'hunting grounds' near several provincial capitals. Although they are exclusively for foreign guests, they don't restrict ordinary people from entering.

You can go to the hunting grounds to hunt. A wild rabbit costs 350, a fox costs 1500, and if you're lucky enough to catch a tiger that wandered in from the wild forest, you can take away 5000!"

(A backpacker from Hong Kong in the 1970s hunted 3 wild rabbits at the hunting grounds in Harbin and had to pay 1050 yuan)

Chen Fan was dumbfounded. "A wild rabbit is 350? A fox is 1500? That's too much!"

It's not like wild rabbits and foxes are everywhere, but they are indeed not rare.

Last year, when he was hunting in Lujia Bay, he hunted the most of these two types. A wild rabbit there only cost 3 yuan, but here it's more than 100 times more expensive?

Who set the price?

It's too precise! Can you transport the wild rabbits from Lujia Bay to sell here?

Comrade Yao Shan immediately corrected him, "How can this be called a rip-off? This is the rational use of resources. We earn foreign exchange, and they have fun hunting. How great!"

Chen Fan rolled his eyes. "If I could take out that much money, would I need to come here? I'd just buy up all the tiger bones from Tongrentang."

Yao Shan was a little surprised. "Didn't the newspapers say that writers made a lot of money a few years ago?"

Chen Fan laughed, "That's all old news. The original royalty standards were abolished a long time ago. They only restored a little bit last year. Writing a few words all day long is just enough to eat. If you want to make big money writing books like before, it's impossible now anyway."

Yao Shan's face was full of curiosity. "Oh, is that so? I thought writers could all make big money."

Chen Fan laughed. "When it comes to making money, many writers can't compare to you. With your salary and subsidies, you make more than a hundred yuan a month. That's really impressive."

Yao Shan laughed. "I'm not making less money, but it's also hard work. I'm always wandering around in the old forest, and I often face wild animals. I'm also trading my life for money."

Chen Fan nodded in agreement. "That's true. Actually, every job is difficult. Like those who work in literature, they sit all day when they're writing, and they can't even squeeze out half a fart…"

He looked at Yao Shan with a strange expression and couldn't help but laugh. "Captain Yao, can you sit at a desk all day?"

Yao Shan looked up and thought for a while, then couldn't help but shudder, shaking his head and saying, "I can't stand it, I can't even sit for a while, let alone a whole day."

Then he shook his head with emotion. "You're right, every job has its own difficulties. Work is hard."

While they were chatting, the team advanced quickly and unknowingly reached their destination.

There was no road ahead here, and there were mountains on all sides, with only the small road they had come from.

Chen Fan picked up a pair of skis, put them on, and took two steps on the snow. It felt okay.

Then he put the hunting rifle and bow and arrow he borrowed from the hunting team on his back. In addition, the two steel bars in his sleeves had also been modified into two hiltless short swords in a garage. He also brought some other odds and ends, as well as a large backpack.

At this time, the people from the hunting team were all ready. A dozen dogs were running around and barking excitedly.

While the others were settling the horses and preparing the camp, Yao Shan supported himself with ski poles and slid to Chen Fan's side, exhaling a white breath, and said, "Writer Chen, we're going into the mountains in a while. You have to keep up. The forest is not like the outside. Although it's winter now and there are no snakes or insects, there are still a lot of wild animals looking for food. You still have to pay attention to safety."

Chen Fan stuck the ski poles in the snow, turned his head and looked around, then turned back and smiled. "Captain Yao, how about we make a bet?"

Captain Yao raised his eyebrows slightly. "How are we betting?"

Chen Fan pointed to the mountains not far away. "Let's limit it to ten minutes. Just the two of us, each go into a forest. After ten minutes, we'll come back. Whoever catches more prey wins."

Seeing Yao Shan's strange expression, he smiled and said, "According to the rules set by your Director Wang, I can take away the prey I catch myself, and the prey we catch together is yours. So I want to go separately. Let's compete now to let you see my skills."

After a pause, he saw that Yao Shan was still not speaking and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. "You're not afraid of losing, are you?"

Hearing this, the other team members couldn't help but look at each other, unconsciously gathering around.

They wanted to watch the excitement!

Yao Shan laughed, looked around, shook his head and smiled at Chen Fan, "Writer Chen, don't try to provoke me. Our unit leader said that no matter what, we can't let you act alone. You must always let me see you.

Hey, if you run around and I can't see you, I'll quickly find you and send you back. Anyway, you can't act alone, and you can't have an accident."

Seeing Yao Shan's firm eyes, Chen Fan could only slump his face and follow them skiing up the mountain.

Ski mountaineering is an extreme sport that includes skiing and snow mountain climbing techniques. Chen Fan didn't expect that his first time skiing would be the hell difficulty version.

Fortunately, the hunting team took care of him and slowed down, giving him a chance to improve.

When the hunting team skied uphill from the foot of the mountain, Chen Fan felt that he could fly solo.

At this time, Master Xie, who was walking in front, put his fingers in his mouth and blew a whistle, which was sharp and piercing.

The others looked up at the sky.

After a while, a "chirp chirp" bird call came from the sky.

The dogs on the ground were also barking non-stop.

In Chen Fan's line of sight, a large falcon descended from the sky, and he couldn't help but brighten his eyes, "Gyrfalcon?!"

Yao Shan laughed. "Not bad, Writer Chen, you even know about gyrfalcons."

He looked at the gyrfalcon circling in the low sky and said, "This is Old Xie's treasure. The bird accounts for half the credit for us daring to come out hunting in the winter. After we catch prey, we have to feed it first."

Chen Fan was a little itchy and wanted one.

He immediately asked, "Where can I get a gyrfalcon?"

Master Xie in front laughed loudly, "Then you can only catch one yourself, and you have to catch a young bird, otherwise it won't be tamed."

Chen Fan clicked his tongue. "Envy."

At this time, the gyrfalcon had soared into the sky again and flew into the distance.

Seeing that Chen Fan could keep up completely, Yao Shan ordered the hunting team to immediately speed up and move forward.

In the mountain forest, the crowd passed through trees, winding and climbing up little by little.

When the forest in front became denser and denser, they took off their skis and carried them on their backs, advancing on foot.

Yao Shan looked back and saw that Chen Fan was always relaxed and comfortable, and couldn't help but look at this young writer with new eyes.

When Chen Fan wanted to bet with him just now, he didn't believe it at all, but now he believed it a little.

Being able to be so relaxed in the snowy old forest in winter, his hunting skills shouldn't be too bad.

Of course, it was impossible to win against him…

Before his mind could even turn around, he saw Chen Fan raise his hand and wave, and a hazel grouse fell from the sky, motionless on the snow.

Chen Fan walked over, picked up the hazel grouse and shook it, laughing, "Good start."

When he turned his head again, a dozen hunters were staring at him in a daze.

He picked up the hazel grouse and shook it. "Are we not allowed to hunt this?"

Yao Shan came back to his senses, looked at the place where the hazel grouse fell, and then looked at him, "How did you find it?"

So many experienced hunters, with so many hunting dogs, and none of them discovered this hazel grouse; how could a scholar steal the show?

Yao Shan felt his face flush slightly.

Chen Fan raised his hand, pointing to a tree branch more than ten meters high, "It was squatting right there, and I just happened to see it."

Yao Shan wiped his face, glanced at his old comrades, whose faces were also red, and suddenly believed Chen the writer's words. This young scholar really knew how to hunt!

He was also a little curious, "What did you use just now?"

Chen Fan extended his palm, revealing a pebble the size of a pigeon egg, "Just this."

The others exchanged glances again, not expecting him to be skilled at throwing stones?!

The hunting team continued to move forward, but the atmosphere seemed a little heavy.

It wasn't until someone on the hunting team finally made a kill that Chen Fan clearly heard them collectively exhale a long breath.

Isn't it just being the first to make a kill? Was there a need to be so nervous?

Changbai Mountain is rich in resources, and even in winter, many wild animals are active.

Roe deer, hares, foxes, yellow goats, blue sheep, gorals, red deer, sika deer, sable, wild boars... there are also fierce beasts such as brown bears, black bears, leopards, and, of course, the most famous, the Siberian tiger.

Although the hunting team frequented this area over the years, under the guidance of experienced hunters, they didn't deplete the resources but hunted in a planned manner.

So there are quite a few animals in this forest.

According to Director Jia, several Siberian tigers are discovered here every year, and some become prey for the hunting team, contributing to earning foreign exchange.

From the constant stream of harvested game, Chen Fan judged that Director Jia hadn't been fooling him.

With such abundant animal resources, it was entirely possible to support one or even several tigers to survive and reproduce.

So he couldn't help but get excited, preparing to encounter a tiger at any time.

Unfortunately, Yao Shan kept too close an eye on him, not allowing him to wander far at all.

Helpless, he could only take out his skis and circle around the hunting team.

Of course, the gains were also significant.

In the beginning, he shot many hazel grouse, pheasants, and hares, but later, seeing these small creatures, he couldn't even bother to take action, leaving them to the hunting team to deal with, while he specialized in finding the big guys.

Looking at Chen Fan's overflowing backpack, the people in the hunting team were completely convinced.

Yao Shan even thought about poaching him, "Chen the writer, didn't you say writing books doesn't make money? Why not join our hunting team!"

Chen Fan chuckled dryly, "Luck, purely luck."

Speaking of luck, luck arrived.

His eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately drew his bow and arrow. Before Yao Shan and the others could react, with a twang of the bowstring, a sika deer not far away let out a mournful cry and crashed to the ground.

Master Xie happened to witness the whole process and couldn't help but blurt out, "What a shot!"

Chen Fan turned his head, huh?

Yao Shan didn't hesitate and immediately called out to the others, "Drag it over."

Then he turned around, gave a thumbs up, and said to Chen Fan, "Chen the writer, amazing!"

Chen Fan laughed, "Luck, purely luck."

Master Xie walked over, waited for two team members to drag the sika deer over, and looked at it, "An arrow through the head, this isn't luck!"

He looked at Yao Shan, "Old Yao, when it comes to hunting, I'm afraid you really can't beat him."

Yao Shan rolled his eyes, "As if you could beat him."

Although this sika deer wasn't the hunting team's prey, everyone enthusiastically helped to process it.

Then they used the wooden frames they brought to assemble a rake, used several hunting dogs to pull it, loaded all the prey onto the cart, and sent two people back to the camp.

There were people staying behind to do the initial processing of the prey, and then wait for the unit to send a car to pick it up.

The hunting team's trips into the mountains never lasted just a day or two, sometimes ten days or half a month, and sometimes even two or three months continuously in the mountains.

Chen Fan naturally couldn't wait that long.

Taking advantage of a convenient moment, he caught a small bird, and after friendly negotiation, reached an employment agreement with it using some corn kernels.

The bird shuttled through the forest, bringing him news from afar.

There was a big tiger on a mountain three mountains away!

So Chen Fan deliberately ran ahead, leading the hunting team towards the tiger.

Two days later.

Master Xie released an arrow and shot down a yellow goat. At this moment, the "chiu chiu" sound of a gyrfalcon suddenly came from the sky.

He looked up at the sky, saw the trajectory of the gyrfalcon's flight clearly, and his expression changed drastically. He turned around and shouted, "Old Yao, there's a big cat!"

Before he finished speaking, almost all the team members immediately moved closer to Yao Shan.

Yao Shan frowned, "In which direction?"

Master Xie pointed forward, "Over there, it shouldn't be far."

At this time, Chen Fan quickly ran over and whispered, "Captain Yao, can you let me have this tiger? I'll trade you with other prey."

If he had said this before entering the mountain, Yao Shan wouldn't have even bothered with him, but now he pondered for two seconds and said, "No need to trade, I'll only give you one chance. If you miss, we'll take action."

Chen Fan was immediately overjoyed and cupped his hands, saying, "Thank you."

Then Yao Shan waved his hand, "Old Li, scout ahead. Everyone else, follow, be careful and vigilant."

He said to Master Xie, "Keep a close eye on your treasure."

Master Xie nodded, then pursed his fingers and whistled a few times. The gyrfalcon in the sky immediately responded with "chiu chiu" sounds, circling in the sky.

Chen Fan quickened his pace and ran at the very front of the small team, only falling behind Master Li.

After half a day, Master Li emerged from a thicket of bushes and whispered, "It's right ahead. This is a big one, with a head and body length of over two meters, estimated to be 500 pounds."

Yao Shan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned to look at Chen Fan, the meaning was self-evident.

Chen Fan shrugged, held up a finger, "I'll only shoot one arrow. If I miss, you guys can take it."

Yao Shan pondered for two seconds, "But you have to keep your distance, safety first."

Chen Fan looked up at the surrounding environment, listened to the news from the little bird, and smiled back, "I'll climb a tree, can you be relieved then?"

Hearing this, Yao Shan breathed a long sigh of relief, "Then there's no problem."

Then he ordered the others to disperse and be vigilant, and watched Chen Fan run forward.

After a while, Chen Fan climbed a big tree and stood openly on a horizontal branch, drawing his bow and staring ahead.

The people in the hunting team each found a place to hide, facing different directions. No matter which direction the tiger came from, it couldn't escape their sight.

Even the dogs were focused and quiet, lying silently beside them, cautiously paying attention to the surrounding movements.

After another ten minutes, accompanied by a low roar, a striped tiger appeared before everyone, walking at a slow pace.

Without hesitation, Chen Fan immediately nocked an arrow and drew the bow. Before the others could react, they only heard a twang of the bowstring, followed by the tiger's huge roar, and the tiger fell to the ground with a thud.

Yao Shan stood there in a daze. Was it solved just like that?

Master Li came back to his senses, chased after the barking dogs, and ran to the tiger.

Chen Fan put away his bow and arrow. In order not to make them doubt their lives, he could only choose to climb down from the tree.

Otherwise, at a height of ten meters, he would really be too lazy to climb the tree, it would be simpler to jump down directly.

When the people from the hunting team ran over, looking at the arrow stuck in the tiger's eye, they were all so shocked that they couldn't speak.

Yao Shan turned to look at Chen Fan and said with emotion, "I thought you were good, but I didn't expect you to be this good."

Chen Fan chuckled dryly, "Luck, purely luck."

Everyone collectively rolled their eyes, believing you is believing a ghost!

......

Chen Fan was sent back by the hunting team's truck.

When the light truck drove into the factory, Director Jia and others, who had already received the news, were waiting at the entrance of the guest house.

When the car stopped, Factory Director Yang was the first to rush over. When he saw the big tiger, his eyes went straight, "You really shot a tiger? And so much meat?!"

Inside the truck, all the prey had been processed.

The poultry had their feathers plucked and their internal organs removed, neatly stacked in baskets.

The beasts were skinned and boned, and sorted into categories.

The most eye-catching thing was a bundle of tiger skin with the tiger's head. Even though only a head remained, it still inspired awe.

Even in death, the tiger retains its power!

Chen Fan, carrying a box, pushed the door open and got out of the passenger seat. Finding that he couldn't find a gap to squeeze through, he could only walk to the side and silently smoke, thinking to himself, who are you talking to?

Professor Zhu from the expert group was the first to react, running to Chen Fan and whispering, "The tiger is so big, sell me the tiger skin!"

Chen Fan coughed lightly, "The leaders of the import and export company said that I can only keep this thing myself, I can't sell it, otherwise I'll make a mistake."

Professor Zhu, "Then I'll trade. If you hand in this tiger skin, you'll only get two thousand yuan. I'll trade you for a bed frame worth 3,000 yuan, how about it?!"

"I'll offer 3500!"

Director Jia immediately came over and whispered, "Don't you just want the tiger bones? Leave the tiger skin to our unit, and we'll gather 3500 yuan worth of materials for you in return, how about it?!"

This is a tiger skin with a complete tiger head. Regardless of how to deal with it, if you can get your hands on it, you must get your hands on it first!

Factory Director Yang also came over at this time, but he didn't dare to compete with these two, he could only wink desperately to the side.

This treasure can't be sent out, ah, hey, isn't it just a few thousand yuan worth of materials? The machinery factory can't not take it out!

Chen Fan laughed, "Director Jia, Professor Zhu, forget about the tiger skin, I still want to keep it myself. But I can't use up a whole skeleton. Except for the patella, I can give you some of the others."

Seeing Chen Fan say this, Professor Zhu and Director Jia could only give up regretfully.

Then they became happy again. Without the tiger skin, getting some tiger bones was also good.

The two quickly ran over, wanting to pick out a few good bones first.

At this time, Factory Director Yang noticed the small wooden box in his hand and couldn't help but blink his eyes, whispering, "What's that thing you're carrying in your hand?"

Chen Fan glanced at him and said in a similar whisper, "Uncle Yang, you really have sharp eyes."

He shook the box, his eyes full of smugness, "I hunted too much game, it wasn't good to bring it all back, so I only picked a little bit of the good stuff, and asked the import and export company to help exchange the other game for wild ginseng. Look, it's all here."