Siheyuan: Activate the farm system at the beginning

"Old village chief, I wonder who has tiger bone wine. Please help introduce it to me. I will reward you handsomely."

Li Changlin also didn't expect that the old village chief really knew where to buy tiger bone wine.

The old village chief said: "That man is not a villager from our village, but an old hunter from the next village, his name is Zhao Desheng.

Zhao Desheng had hunted a Siberian tiger before, and he should have a lot of tiger bone wine on hand.

However, it may not be that easy to buy tiger bone wine from Zhao Desheng.

In the past, many bosses knew that Zhao Desheng had tiger bone wine and wanted to buy it, but they were all rejected in the end. "

Li Changlin quickly said, "It's okay, old village chief, take me there and I'll go talk to him. Maybe there's still a chance."

If I didn’t know, it would be fine. But now that I know that Zhao Desheng has tiger bone wine, of course I have to find a way to buy some.

As for the other party's unwillingness to sell, it is simply because the price offered is not appropriate.

"Okay, since Boss Li has a request, I will let Zhao Desheng sell you some even if it means losing face."

The old village chief nodded solemnly.

The Siberian tiger and the small animals that were traded were temporarily placed in the old village chief's yard.

People nowadays have simple customs, and this is the old village chief's home. There are people watching over it, so there is no need to worry about it being abandoned.

Zhao Desheng is from Zhaojia Village next to Qinjiatun. Compared with Qinjiatun, he occasionally grows wheat for a living.

Zhaojia Village is a hunter village that relies entirely on hunting for its livelihood.

In the past, there were more animals in the forest, and even if people relied entirely on hunting for a living, they could still survive.

But since last year, there has been drought for several consecutive months, causing the small animals in the forest to run deep into the forest.

This also led to Zhaojia Village, a village that relied on hunting for a living, falling into a survival crisis.

Zhaojia Village is not far from Qinjiatun. Under the leadership of the old village chief, they quickly arrived at Zhao Desheng's home.

Zhao Desheng happened to be at home today and did not go out hunting.

The old village chief and Zhao Desheng are old acquaintances, and the old village chief had done Zhao Desheng some favors in the past.

Zhao Desheng is a dark-skinned old man in his fifties, but his strong muscular body seems to prove that this man in his fifties is extremely powerful.

When Zhao Desheng saw the old village chief coming, he quickly greeted him.

"Old village chief, why are you here? If you have anything to say, just call the younger generation to come and call me."

The old village chief smiled and said, "Today's matter is more important, so I came here by myself."

Then he introduced to Li Changlin: "Desheng, this is Mr. Li from the city. He wants to buy some tiger bone wine. How much tiger bone wine do you have for sale?"

"Old village chief, I don't have much tiger bone wine left, and I need it myself. I'm afraid I can't sell it to Mr. Li."

Zhao Desheng looked embarrassed. If anyone else had asked to buy tiger bone wine, he would have probably kicked them out.

It was because of the old man in front of him that he didn't dare say anything more.

"Desheng, you kid, if you miss this opportunity, you will never find it again.

Tiger bone wine is just a material thing after all. If you have an old hen that lays eggs, it will be a huge improvement to your family's living conditions.

Mr. Li has some old hens in his hands. You can choose to trade with them. "

The old village chief knew the situation of Zhao Desheng's family. The situation of Zhao Desheng's family was much worse than that of many villagers in Qinjiatun.

The old village chief even suspected that if there was no other source of income, he would really not be able to survive.

This is absolutely no joke.

It hasn't rained for several months since last year, and the ground has cracked, but they are still living such a hard life.

I'm afraid Zhao Desheng's family will only have a harder time.

Li Changlin also spoke at the right time: "Brother Zhao, you can ask for anything you need, whether it's an old hen or something else, I can find a way to get it for you.

As long as you are willing to sell tiger bone wine."

Zhao Desheng looked embarrassed and stood there without saying anything. What the old village chief said made a lot of sense. If the tiger bone wine was kept at home, it would be of no use.

It might be a good idea to exchange it.

The old village chief spoke again and said, "Zhao Desheng, don't think too much. At worst, you can get some tiger bone wine later.

Temporarily use tiger bone wine to tide you over the difficulties."

Zhao Desheng smiled bitterly and said, "Old Village Chief, how can it be so easy to get tiger bones?"

In this day and age, although tiger hunting is not completely banned, it is still very difficult to catch a tiger, and it can even be said to be almost impossible.

The tiger bone in his hand was also obtained by accident.

Otherwise, no matter how rich his hunting experience is, it would be difficult for him to hunt the Siberian tiger.

The tiger is the king of beasts. It is not easy to hunt it down even for a hunting team, let alone one person.

The old village chief smiled and said, "You don't have it, but Boss Li in front of you has it."

Zhao Desheng looked at Li Changlin next to him in surprise, and then asked with a puzzled look: "Since Boss Li has tiger bones, why did he come to me to buy them?"

Li Changlin explained: "I do have a Siberian tiger in my hands, and it died not long ago.

But I’m in urgent need of tiger bone wine now, and I can’t wait to turn the Siberian tiger in my hands into tiger bone wine.

Brother Zhao, I can exchange tiger bones with you."

Li Changlin himself does not know how to make tiger bone wine, but Zhao Desheng in front of him knows how to make tiger bone wine.

"Ah, you actually have a Siberian tiger that just died not long ago?"

Zhao Desheng stared at Li Changlin with wide eyes.

"Yes, you heard it right. Moreover, this Siberian tiger that died not long ago was purchased from the old village chief."

Li Changlin explained with a smile.

"Old village chief, you have concealed too much."

Zhao Desheng glanced at the old village chief leisurely.

He also did not expect that their Zhaojia Village, which made a living by hunting, had never killed a Siberian tiger. Instead, it was the old village chief Qinjiatun who led the villagers to accomplish this feat.

The Siberian tiger hunted by Zhao Desheng before was actually an accidental acquisition, just like the villagers of Qinjiatun.

But Zhao Desheng didn't know this and thought that the villagers of Qinjiatun had hunted a Siberian tiger in broad daylight.

It just stunned him.