I fought guerrilla warfare in the Yimeng Mountains during the Anti-Japanese War

At dawn, Chen Feng got up and went to the yard to practice Baguaquan. This was the Kung Fu that Chen Feng practiced in his previous life. It was just an internal boxing method. If you practiced it well, your body could generate internal strength, which was suitable for fighting, darts, grappling and whistling. The commandos all practiced it, and Chen Feng practiced it the best. With the combination of internal strength and wrist, he could throw out special flying needles to kill the enemy silently. Chen Feng was afraid that his father would notice, so he practiced silently. Just after finishing a round of boxing, Heiwa woke up, and his father came out and asked Heiwa to go home and get his scale. Heiwa tapped his shoes and prepared to go home to get the scale. Tian Fuli had a scale at home that could weigh 20 kilograms. Chen Feng stuffed two bags of mooncakes into Heiwa's arms. Heiwa smiled shyly and ran away:

Brother Feng, wait for me for a moment, I'll be back soon.

Chen Feng and his father lifted half a pig's back onto the cart and placed it on the middle beam. Chen Weiping put a pig's liver and two pig's trotters in a basket and also tied it to the cart:

Don't argue with others. It's okay to suffer a little loss. Come back early. If you can't sell all the food, pickle it with salt and keep it for later consumption.

After that, he put a bundle of dry straw on the cart and fixed it, then he picked up the hoe and went out. When Heiwa came back with the scale, Chen Feng pushed the cart out, locked the door, and headed to the market under the leadership of Heiwa. During the busy farming season, few people from the same village went to the market, so Chen Feng pushed the cart at a fast pace. Seeing two women carrying baskets walking in front of him, Heiwa said to Chen Feng:

Landlord Liu's family and Sister Caiyun all have long-term workers, otherwise they would not have time to go to the market.

Chen Feng caught up with the two. Liu Caiyun heard the sound of a cart being pushed from behind. She turned around and saw Chen Feng. She said in surprise:

Are you going to the market to sell pork?

Liu Minggui turned around and saw Chen Feng at home:

Is Xiaofeng going to Beizhuang Market too? We're going together. I'm afraid we'll run into someone blocking our way.

Chen Feng chatted with Sister Caiyun as they walked. He learned that Liu Caiyun was studying medicine in Jinan and would graduate in a year. The city of Jinan was in chaos now and the Japanese devils might attack Shandong at any time. When Liu's mother heard about the Japanese devils, her eyes were full of worry. Chen Feng knew that the devils would occupy Jinan before the New Year. According to his memory, it should be the end of December in the Gregorian calendar!

Chen Feng said to Liu Caiyun seriously:

According to the current situation, the Japanese will launch an attack on Jinan within two or three months, and you will not be able to hold it by then. Sister Caiyun should think carefully about this. Once the Japanese occupy Jinan, you will be in great danger there, and it will be very difficult to come back.

Liu Caiyun looked at Chen Feng in surprise:

Xiaofeng, how did you know that? Who told you?

Chen Feng smiled mysteriously:

Last month, I met two officials talking in Beizhuang. I overheard the analysis made by one of the senior officials.

Liu Caiyun did not doubt what she heard, as this was being spread in many places. She felt extremely conflicted, thinking that if she went it would be very dangerous, but if she did not go she would graduate in a year.

Mother Liu was terrified when she heard what Chen Feng said. She didn't want to go to the market anymore and dragged Liu Caiyun back to discuss with the head of the family. Liu Caiyun said angrily:

After so much difficulty coming out to attend the big market, will it be too late to go back and discuss it at night?

Liu's mother thought so too. It wasn't like they were going to Jinan right now. She smiled awkwardly and continued on her way.

It was less than eight o'clock when the big market arrived. It was the busy farming season and not many people came. It might also be because it was too early. Many people who went to the market did not go out until nine or ten o'clock. The places selling pork were all stone platforms. Today, there were only two stalls. Chen Feng took down half of the wild boar, which aroused the curiosity of two butchers. They came over to look at the wild boar meat and said it was rare. Chen Feng asked about the price, and a butcher next to him suddenly said:

Why don't you sell it to me? I'll sell it to you and I won't take advantage of you. All the things are priced at one dollar and seven pounds.

Chen Feng thought: That’s wishful thinking. He can earn two pounds of pork from me for one dollar. Do you think I’m stupid?

After declining the butcher's kindness, Chen Feng waited for customers. Slowly, people started to come to the market. Many people came to Chen Feng to inquire about the prices, but no one bought anything. Chen Feng did not bring change, so he sold pork for at least one dollar. At that time, how many families could afford a piece of pork worth one dollar?

Just as he was about to change his strategy, a young man dressed in fashionable clothes came over and asked Chen Feng:

Brother, is this the wild boar you killed yourself?

Seeing Chen Feng nod, he began to complain:

I brought ten people with me, all equipped with new Hanyang rifles. We wandered around in the mountains for two days and shot a few rabbits and pheasants. What gun did you use?

Chen Feng smiled:

That may be because you are unlucky. I used an old sleeve to shoot yesterday.

Alas! The young man sighed and said, "I want your pig. How much do you want?"

Cheng Hao calculated: There are still more than 100 kilograms. If you want all of them, I'll count them as 100 kilograms. For 20 yuan, I'll give you the liver and two pig trotters.

The young man readily asked his men to take out twenty dollars and asked Chen Feng if he could send it to his home. His home was only a mile away from the market. Chen Feng was cautious and gave Heiwa one dollar and asked him to buy some salt and moon cakes and wait for him here. He put the pork on the cart again, pushed the cart and followed the young man. The two talked as they walked. The young man's name was Zhang Liang. His family was in business. They were well-known rich men in the town. They sold salt and cloth. They did anything as long as they could make money.

Zhang Liang asked Chen Feng where he had killed the wild boar. Chen Feng did not hide it and described the terrain in detail. The two of them became more and more familiar with each other. When they arrived at Zhang Liang's house, they found that it was indeed extraordinary. The courtyard wall was more than five meters high and there were two watchtowers. After his men carried the pork in, Chen Feng pointed to the servant on the watchtower and asked Zhang Liang:

Where did you buy that Hanyang rifle? I also want to buy one to go hunting in the mountains, but the old sleeve is too slow to load.

Zhang Liang laughed, "I asked someone to get this from Teng County. One gun costs thirty dollars, and one dollar for a hundred rounds of bullets. You can't exchange them for your half a pig."

Seeing Chen Feng's disappointed look, Zhang Liang whispered mysteriously:

I can give you a brand new gun with 500 rounds of bullets, but you have to take me into the mountains to hunt wild boars. Let's make a deal, if you don't kill the wild boar, you have to return the gun to me.

Chen Feng was overjoyed and asked:

Ok, when can we enter the mountain?

Let's go now. It's still early. Can you?

I'll go back to the market and talk to the kid I'm with, and we'll meet at the north side of the market later, is that okay?

Okay, go ahead! I'll bring a few people who are good at shooting and can fight. I'll bring you guns and bullets.

When Chen Feng returned to the market, Heiwa did not go to buy anything. Instead, he looked around and waited for Chen Feng.

He gave the cart and two dollars to Heiwa, and told him what to buy. After the purchase, he asked him to go home with Sister Caiyun and the others, while he went into the mountains to accompany others to hunt.

When Heiwa heard this, he became nervous and didn't know what to do.

Chen Feng quickly comforted him for a while and told him to make sure to keep the money and not let anyone take it away. Heiwa had no choice but to accept the reality. Chen Feng left the market and walked north for a while. Zhang Liang was already waiting with four servants. When they saw Chen Feng, they handed the Hanyang rifle they were carrying to Chen Feng, and asked the servants to give Chen Feng five boxes of bullets and three magazines filled with bullets, which they tied in a bundle so he could carry it on his shoulders.

The group moved very quickly and entered the mountains after walking north for half an hour. Chen Feng took off the Hanyang rifle he was carrying, pulled the bolt a few times, loaded five bullets into the magazine on the gun, tried aiming, and felt it was much better than the old sleeve.

Zhang Liang was a little surprised to see that Chen Feng was very familiar with this rifle, but he didn't ask any more questions.

After entering the mountain, the speed slowed down. Chen Feng was in front, searching forward. Zhang Liang was more and more shocked. No wonder he could kill a wild boar. It was not that he had never seen a master before, but seeing Chen Feng's various movements and reactions to any disturbance, and walking without making any sound, he admired him more and more. This little hunter was not simple! After climbing two small hills, Chen Feng found a hare and signaled to Zhang Liang. Zhang Liang wanted to see Chen Feng's level, so he pointed at Chen Feng's gun. Chen Feng nodded and casually aimed the long gun at the hare. With a bang, the hare 70 or 80 meters away stopped moving. A group of people went to pick up the hare, and the bullet hit the neck, almost knocking the head off. Zhang Liang nodded and asked his men to take the rabbit, indicating that Chen Feng would continue to lead everyone forward.