Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

In the evening, the sun sets and the afterglow shines on the earth, covering the entire city with a layer of golden gauze.

Liu Ping'an, the two brothers, Dahu and Chang Yan, were walking towards the guesthouse, talking and laughing, with satisfied smiles on their faces.

Today, they spent a whole day at the shooting range and had a great time.

Especially Liu Ping'an, although he had used his grandfather's hunting rifle before, he had not fired it many times. This time he had a great time at the shooting range.

Not just anyone can enter the shooting range here. You must meet the corresponding conditions.

And you also need to bear the cost of bullets consumed in shooting.

For Liu Ping'an, these are not problems. After all, the purpose of his coming here is to improve his marksmanship.

So as long as you can get adequate training, it is worth paying some price.

The other three people felt a little embarrassed at first, but when they saw Liu Ping'an take out the stack of banknotes without hesitation, they could only accept this generosity silently and practice their shooting skills to their heart's content.

At the shooting range, Liu Ping'an and his colleagues mainly practiced with two weapons: a shotgun and a pistol that they had purchased.

Although shotguns are a type of rifle, since the shooting range offers a variety of different types of guns to choose from, in order to avoid differences in feel affecting shooting results, they decided to practice mainly with shotguns.

In this way, they can better familiarize themselves with the characteristics and operating techniques of this weapon, thereby improving their hit rate and shooting accuracy.

After a whole day of intensive training, Liu Ping'an and his partners have gained a deeper understanding of the weapons in their hands.

Whether it is the aiming of the shotgun, the strength of pulling the trigger, or the holding posture and shooting rhythm of the pistol, they have gradually mastered the tricks.

Now, they just need to practice again and again to turn these skills into muscle memory.

Anyway, they are practicing shooting now just to prevent any accidents from happening, and they don't need to put too much effort.

At noon, Liu Ping'an and his team came back and had lunch with Section Chief Chen and his team.

The others also ate together and found out where they were going at the table.

Liu Ping'an and his team learned that the place they were going to tomorrow was called Dongtang Village. They needed to take a bus from here to Zhouma County, and then take a bus from the county bus station to the countryside.

I also learned the name of the local buyer who went with me - Li Yuan.

They had been practicing their marksmanship again in the afternoon, and it was only now that everyone came out together.

After coming back, they ate some vegetable porridge in the guesthouse, went to the bathhouse to take a shower, and then went back to the room and went straight to sleep.

Shooting is very exhausting.

They don't feel it when they are excited, but as soon as they relax they become extremely tired. They lie on the bed and fall asleep with loud snoring.

Liu Ping'an was lying on the bed, thinking about going to the countryside tomorrow. Tomorrow morning, they would take the bus to the station to meet up with Li Yuan, a local buyer who was going to Dongtang Village, so as not to miss him.

After thinking about it, he fell asleep.

Early the next morning, after they had their meal, the groups left the guesthouse.

Liu Ping'an and his group got on the bus.

Chen Xiaohu was sitting behind Liu Ping'an, so he asked curiously, "Ping'an, didn't you say you brought a gun? Why didn't I see it?"

Of course Liu Ping'an's gun was in his space, and it was impossible for him to take it out in public.

This guy must have been pinned to the ground by the police.

So Liu Pingan looked at Xiaohu speechlessly and said, "Don't worry about it. No one can find out anyway. If you speak louder, we may have to go to the police station to explain."

After saying that, Xiaohu followed Liu Ping'an's gaze and found that someone was looking at him, so he smiled awkwardly.

In fact, no one heard what he said.

I just found that their accents were not local.

Not even from the Northeast.

After all, the number of people traveling these days is relatively small, unlike the 80s, when the number of trips doubled, several times or even dozens of times that of now.

It is indeed very rare to see outsiders coming here.

So, when the other people in the car heard Xiaohu's foreign accent, they all cast curious glances at him.

Xiaohu felt a little embarrassed when he saw those eyes, so he quickly lowered his head, fearing that he would attract more attention.

Liu Ping'an, on the other hand, looked calm, as if he was used to this situation.

Chen Dahu, who was standing by, was thinking that when he got to the destination, he must teach Xiaohu a lesson and make him be more careful with his words in the future. Otherwise, he might cause unnecessary trouble.

Just then, the bus started slowly and headed towards the city.

Because their destination was the East Bus Station, which was not large and had few platforms, they arrived at the bus station quickly.

As soon as he walked into the station gate, Liu Ping'an's eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, and soon he noticed a person holding a sign with his name on it.

He hurried toward the man and asked, "Is this Comrade Li Yuan?"

Li Yuan is a man with a refined appearance and a slightly thin figure.

He was wearing a patched shirt and stood there motionless, holding a sign with an expressionless face.

After hearing the shouts of Liu Ping'an and others, he smiled and replied, "It's me. You must be Comrade Liu Ping'an."

"It's me. Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long." Liu Ping'an said apologetically.

He then introduced Li Yuan to Dahu, Xiaohu and Chang Yan. The five of them quickly became familiar with each other and walked into the station chatting and laughing.

They walked to the ticket window and bought the tickets. Their luck was surprisingly good. Just as they bought the tickets, the car slowly drove into the station.

They arrived just in time and got on the bus smoothly.

The quality of buses at that time was very poor. When Liu Ping'an was a child in the countryside in his previous life, he was still in a township. Every time he went to the county town, the bus he took was of very poor quality.

The backrest was so tattered that Liu Ping'an even thought he had arrived in the 90s.

Sitting in the car, Liu Ping'an asked Li Yuan about Dongtang Village.

Li Yuan also showed an embarrassed expression and said, "To be honest, the last time I went to Dongtang Village was a year ago."

"At that time, I was working as a buyer in a factory in the county town, so I went there quite often. But later I was transferred to the provincial capital, and I didn't go back for a year."

"But don't worry. Rural areas change very slowly, so there shouldn't be much change. Just change buses when you get to the county town. As for the robbers you're worried about, I guarantee you won't encounter them."

Liu Ping'an couldn't help but complain in his heart: "What's the difference between you and the old general on the stage with flags all over his body? Why do I feel like it won't go smoothly?"