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Chapter 183 The Debris Flow Is Coming

Gambled. At the moment when Rao Bu and I were tossing and turning, I was silent. The heavy rain in the Sichuan season hit again, and the raindrops hit the glass with crackling sounds. On the roof and on the branches, there was a scent of hail. I felt that the shaking glass could be broken at any time. I turned over irritably. I blocked my ears and eyes with my fingers, and tried to calm myself down.

In the early morning, the rain stopped, and the mountains in the distance appeared and were hazy in the mist.

I pushed the door and walked into the yard. The fresh air mixed with soil and grass seeds came to me. I stretched and took a deep breath into the sky where I was guessing. My chest was slightly released because of Yan Wanru's indignation for her.

The north house door was open. At this moment, I saw Yan Wanru, who seemed to have just gotten up, and she was eating breakfast with Yang Yi’s parents in the room, pasting pancakes and porridge soup. Seeing me in the yard, Yang Yi on the dining table hurriedly waved to me and got up. Seeing that you slept late yesterday, I didn’t call you in the morning, um. The rice net was ready, eat while it was hot last night. Yang Yi asked me why Yan Wanru and I quarreled. After knowing, he comforted me, saying that my body was upright and I was not afraid of the shadow slanting, which made my heart warm.

However, as soon as I walked into the north house, Yang Yi's father snorted: "There is no meal for him!"

Yang Yi's face was not very good: "Dad, what are you doing?"

Yang Yi's mother also said coldly: "I look down on the person who never saves you! Not to mention the daughter of my friend! Ugly! Humph! Your father is right! It would be nice to let him stay for a night! There is still food for him?" They must have heard the argument between Yan Wanru and me outside last night. Then they chose to believe Yan Wanru. It is no wonder. For the people in Yangcun, I am just an ordinary foreigner, while Yan Wanru is a famous philanthropist in the country. Whose words have weight? Whose words are highly credible? It is obvious at a glance.

Yang Yi said angrily: "Dad! Mom!"

Yang Yi's father waved his hand in disgust: "Want to have a meal? Let him go to the mountains to find it by himself! He is not welcome here!"

Yan Wanru lowered her head and ate the cake without saying a word, and didn't even look at me.

I held my chest in my chest, and I didn't know what it felt. I stopped talking and turned around and returned to Yang Yi's room and took my backpack. Before I could go out, I grabbed Yang Yi who was sticking a cake and came in. Gu Jing, give it, don't pay attention to them. I know you are not that kind of person."

"Thank you, I sighed, grabbed the paper and left him a phone number: "I will go back to Beijing before night. This is my mobile phone number. If I come to Beijing in the future, remember to find me." It can be seen that Yang Yi admired Yan Wanru very much, but at this time, he did not trust her, but gave me, whom I had known for a few hours. This friend is worth making.

Yang Yi said: "The road is not easy to walk, I will send you back to the county town in the afternoon.

"No, you're busy with yours. I'll go to the mountains to find something, I don't know when I will leave."

After saying goodbye to Yang Yi, I tightened my schoolbag behind me, and did not go to the mountains, but turned a corner. I ran to a relatively tattered yard not far away and knocked on the door. Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdongxiongdongxiongdongxiongdongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxiongxi

I calmed down and said in a tone: "I'm sorry for disturbing me. I'm here to collect things, such as bottles, jars, and piaotianwenxue-ben. Well, can I go in and take a look?" I glanced at the yard. I had already seen a porcelain bowl with no age on her windowsill. It seemed to be very good, and it should be an old thing.

The woman curled her lips impatiently: "If you don't sell, you won't sell."

I said, "If the stuff is good, I will definitely give you a suitable price."

The woman banged me out and said, "I said I won't sell it! Besides, no one will sell you!" She touched the door and closed it up.

When I was still confused about her last sentence, I heard a few villagers gathered around me pointing at me.

"It's him, the young man who is greedy for life and fears death.

The little old lady next to her nodded: "Yes. I heard that his friend's daughter was kidnapped. He watched helplessly, and he didn't even dare to call the police. He was frightened."

"A person like this should be pulled out and shot!"

The news should have been reported by relatives of Yang Yi’s family. Now, I guess the whole village knows it.

I immediately understood why women were so cold to me. I was afraid that it would be meaningless to go to other homes. As soon as I clenched my fists, I suppressed the anger in my heart. With the contemptuous eyes of the villagers, I walked out of the village and headed towards the mountains on the slope. Most of the mountains were covered with grass and poisonous roads. There were not many trees and the road was muddy. If I were not careful, I might fall into a water pit and dirt pit, which made my feet full of mud.

The walnut tree in Yang Village was a news that I and the school Internet cafe accidentally came across. However, because Sun Xiaolei hurriedly pulled me to play at that time, I couldn't read the report carefully. The memory was a little blurry. I only remember that a person who knew what was known outside the village had a green skin at the foot of the mountain. As the saying goes, it was a walnut fruit. He then inferred that there must be a cultural walnut tree in the mountains. But when he went up to find it, the walnut tree had been destroyed. As for how many trees were, where they were, and why they were destroyed. Of course, I could not know the reason without reading the complete news.

Alas, I hope the walnut tree has not been destroyed yet, otherwise it would be a waste of time.

Walking in the forest, I was using a tree power to do a trick, looking around to find its traces.

In today's cultural walnut coin field, three types of walnuts can be divided into three categories, sorted from high to low according to their value. One is the old walnuts that have been played with for many years, and the other is the wild walnuts.

., 10,000 to 7,000, the storage volume of walnuts and old walnuts grown in the factory is extremely rare, and it is very high in the afternoon, while the production of walnuts grown in artificially is relatively large. The quality is slightly different and there is almost no room for appreciation. Therefore, the value of a wild walnut tree is difficult to estimate with money. For example, every year when you bet on green skin with a walnut dealer in the suburbs of Beijing, it costs hundreds of thousands of yuan to pack the entire green skin of a slightly better walnut tree, which costs hundreds of thousands of yuan a year. What about ten years? What about twenty years?

Half an hour,

One hour,

When two snatches,"

I could not walk any longer. I shook the mud on my feet and wiped my sweat one after another: "Damn, I always pick up a bargain and I never went through it smoothly. It seems that today is no exception. Oh. Could it be that I could search the entire mountain? One day? Two days? Uh, what if it is not this mountain, but the one slightly far from the village? How can I have that time?"

Actually, I don’t really have time. If I knew that walnuts were indeed in this big mountain forest, if my relationship with the villagers had not deteriorated to the point where I am now, I would have been willing to spend a week. But the problem is that there is no hotel in Yangcun. With the attitude of the villagers towards me, it is obvious that it is impossible for me to live here. Moreover, I don’t know that the walnut trees were not destroyed at this time. After measuring the pros and cons, I finally decided to find three o’clock in the afternoon. If I had not found the traces of the walnut trees at that time, I would go over the mountain to the county town and take a bus home. Leave this place that bothers me.

Maybe God opened his eyes, and was thinking, suddenly, in the sparse forest, a green fruit jumped into my eyes. I was already exhausted and shook my expression. I covered my eyebrows and blocked the sunlight that came from the direct sunlight. I raised my eyes and looked in the direction of the fruit. It was a big tree that could not tell anything from ordinary trees. The tree was thick and lush with branches, but the green-skin fruits hanging on the branches surprised me very much!

It's really not easy. I've been stumbled for two months and finally got a smooth trip!

I threw down the branches in my hand and walked over. Standing under the tree, I looked up at the green skin above.

Most of the tiger heads and some walnuts with slightly worse varieties are already mature around September 1st, but the most rare varieties like lion heads are only ripe now. On a preliminary look, I am almost sure if I have no experience. This wild old walnut tree is probably the top of the pyramid of the Wenwan Walnut Market. Lion head!

I exhaled and thought I was lucky. After moving my shoulders, I rushed up the boat. I climbed up the trunk, reached out to hook another walnut fruit closest to me, and pulled it down. Then, I slowly climbed down the tree and took out the knife and brush that had been prepared in my schoolbag.

These two green-skinned walnuts are about a little bit more on the baby's fist. They are larger inside walnuts, unless some professionals can see the clues from the skin. Like jade gambling stones, no instrument can see what the walnuts in the green skin look like. Therefore, it is precisely because of its gambling nature and freshness. This year, gambling green skin is very popular in the Panjiayuan market in Beijing.

Generally, edible walnuts bought on the market are similar to this one. In order to save manpower, nut farmers often bury the picked fruits in the soil and wait for them to rot naturally. At that time, they will take out the walnuts and remove the rotten skin on the surface. They can be sold after drying.

But the treatment method of Wenwan walnuts is obviously not like this. First, no one has the time to wait, and second, every walnut is very precious. God knows whether it will be damaged if it is put into the soil? So, I held the green skin in one hand and dragged the knife in the other hand, carefully peeling the outer skin of the fruit. When the skin was almost gone, I threw the two green skins with vague walnut patterns into the rainwater in the tree pit and rinsed them. Then, I used the brush I brought to clean the remaining flesh in the pattern.

A few minutes later, two yellow walnuts revealed their prototype.

It is a lion's head! And the breed is a dwarf stake dragon pattern lion's head!

I didn't bring a caliper and couldn't accurately measure its size. But through visual inspection, one of the two walnuts is at least 44 mm wide and the other is also 42 mm wide. Both of them are very good in quality. If they are matched correctly, they will definitely be sold at a good price.

But after being excited for a while, I became worried about gains and losses. As we all know, it is difficult to match the dragon-patterned lion heads. Even if it is a fruit on a tree, it is very difficult to match it into a pair of similar patterns. If you cannot match a single lion head, even a short stake dragon-patterned lion head can only be sold, and it is just a "baby price".

I secretly prayed to Chian Xuan, but I no longer hesitated. I rolled up the tree with my sleeves, pulled down the green skins one by one, and threw them on the ground.

After going down the tree, I looked at the green skin piled up in front of me. I swallowed and spitted, and started the skin recording work.

Bi.,   Wanbi

One, two, three”

This is a very test of physical strength and endurance. I just recorded fruits one by one while hungry and paired them up during the process of opening walnuts. When the eighth fruit was released, a 43mm lion head was finally matched with it, and all aspects were excellent.

I nodded with satisfaction, and felt motivated in my heart. I looked up at the sky gradually under the darkness, and accelerated a little.

For several hours, I was so tired that I did the same boring action. When the last fruit was brushed off the flesh, I looked at the pile of green debris all over the ground, and I was sitting in the woods and let out a heavy breath. My hands were almost sore. I let go of the knife and looked at it, shaking a little.

Finally, the job is done, Huh. Matching!

I forgot about my fatigue for a moment and picked among the scattered dragon-patterned lion heads. Since there was no caliper and only relying on visual inspection, the first-grade quantity was very long. I pressed the right walnut before I clicked it, and thirteen pairs of them were produced, which was already a very valuable figure.

I took out the small plastic packaging I bought from Beijing, and I wrapped the twenty-six walnuts one by one, put them in one piece and put them in one package, and finally looked at the remaining piles of dragon-patterned lion heads that were not paired. I was reluctant to throw them away, and the size was also money. So I put them in a bag, put them in my schoolbag, and waited to go back to Beijing to sell them.

I searched around this forest and saw that there was no second walnut tree. I walked down the mountain with my heavy schoolbag. It was going to rain again. In this case, I dare not take the mountain road back to the county town. I should take shelter from Yang Village for the time being. However, I was really embarrassed to disturb Yang Yi, and I didn’t want to see the expressions of Yang Yi’s parents and Yan Wanru. After entering the village, I just found a few eaves outside the walls of other people, leaning against the wall to avoid the scattered raindrops that had already fallen.

I was cold, hungry and tired. Oh, I didn’t expect that I would have such a miserable day.

I had nowhere to go and found two flawed lion heads with dragon patterns. I wrapped them around my hands and played with them creakingly. Originally, a real good walnut could not be played with the Anfa of Wupan, but these two have natural flaws and are really worthless, so it doesn't matter how they play.

Squeak.

The wooden door of the farmhouse yard opposite me was separated from each other. Yan Wanru walked out of the yard first, holding the thing wrapped in cloth in her hand. She couldn't tell anything. Maybe it was collected from this family. Two middle-aged couples holding umbrellas were followed behind her. She pinched her soft smile and sent Yan Wanru out of the house.

"Teacher Yan, this is the only thing in my house. I will take you to other blind dates tomorrow to see it." said the tall and thin middle-aged man.

Yan Wanru smiled bitterly: "I've been there in the morning. But some families seem to be unwilling to deal with me."

The tall and thin man patted his chest: "I will introduce you to you, so I'll guarantee that there is no problem."

"Thank you then."

"Don't be polite." The tall and thin man looked at his wife and hesitated: "Teacher Yan, it's true that I want to send my son to Beijing to work in a few months, but I heard that there is no shortage of people in the construction site in Beijing. He has no ability except to grow crops. Look, can you help him find a suitable job?"

"Oh, this is fine, Yan Wanru took out her cell phone, "I'll leave you a phone number from my friend. When your son arrives, call him. Just say I'll introduce you, and I'll say hello to him in advance the next day."

The tall and thin man and his lover hurriedly thanked him.

Suddenly, Yan Wanru saw me under the eaves. She was stunned for a moment, then her eyes moved to the walnuts in my hand, and a hint of surprise flashed across her pupils. She paused. She ignored me, but looked at the two people behind her and said, "There are cultural walnut trees in our village?" I didn't shave these two defective walnuts, and they also had some green flesh on them. Others may not be able to see them, but experts like Yan Wanru must know that they were newly picked.

"I don't understand what cultural relics are." The tall and thin man said strangely: "But we don't plant walnut trees in our village."

Bi.,  Shibi

Yan Wanru looked at the opposite mountain and looked at it for a while and you guys will go back. I'll let you see it."

"Oh, it's raining, it's better not to go into the mountains."

Yu Guang glanced at my walnut, and Yan Wanru said with a heart-warming feeling: "It's okay, the rain is not heavy, and there is no thunder. If I don't go far, I'll just walk outside the mountain."

The tall and thin man thought, "Then I'll change my raincoat and go with you. You're not safe alone."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but say, "Don't go. The walnuts are gone." The qi returned, but deep down I still didn't want Yan Wanru to be as slippery as she was about to go up. Maybe she would be in danger.

Yan Wanru.com wants to speak. The tall and thin man wearing a raincoat frowned and said, "Teacher Yan, why should you care about such a person? Let's go.

She looked at me calmly and turned around with the tall and thin man. She didn't leave a word.

I was so angry that I didn't even hit her. I gritted my teeth at her back and said, "You don't believe anything I said, right? OK! OK! I know what I am in your heart!" Because of Yan Wanru's distrust, I have no food to eat and no room to enter. If the rain really starts, I don't know where to spend the night at night. Thinking of this, I feel wronged. Don't mention it.

An hour after Yan Wanru left, thunder sounded, and the pouring raindrops smashed the room.

Come!

The rainy and rainy moments of the NetJing instantly turned into heavy rain! It was like going into the water!

I complained secretly, shook my head, and forced myself to think about good things.

This batch of walnuts should make a lot of money, and if the walnut tree was not seen by others, I would come here to pick green skin every year, uh, it's wrong. I forgot. Calculate the time, this tree should be destroyed immediately. Oh, who is so immoral? Ignore so many trees, but I just want to cut down the old walnut tree?

Suddenly, I was stunned.

Yes, why are good trees destroyed?

Why can the green skin on the hillside be seen by that person who rolls to the foot of the mountain? You know, from the hillside to the foot of the mountain, there are not all slopes. There are flat ground, soil pits, and rocks in the middle. How can you go down the mountain smoothly?

Looking at the strange weather above my head, thinking about the incident of the Gansu Province child a while ago, and contacting the reports I read before rebirth. I suddenly understood everything!

Walnut trees are not destroyed by humans!

It's a mudslide!!

The mudslide is coming!!!
Chapter completed!
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