Lingling struggled to carry the small cloth bag and asked, "Young Master, we should prepare to return to Ganzhou City tomorrow?"

Du Yong nodded: "Tonight, I will stay at my nearby fellow villager's house, and I will go back to the rental house by Zhuangyu Lake tomorrow, and to the Ganzhou City the day after tomorrow."

Come out of the mountain.

Yang Jin walked at the end and picked a few more black-skinned fruits.

After leaving the deep mountains, it was already dark, and everyone found a family to stay nearby.

There are five people in this family, including grandpa and grandma, son and daughter-in-law, and young grandson.

My son is a hunter, and he can support his family by hunting, and he still has money to let his children study.

My daughter-in-law is also very diligent and usually raises chickens and vegetables to supplement her family’s income.

The old man was about seventy years old. He injured his feet while hunting in his early years. Now he is unable to move, but he is in good physical condition and looks energetic.

The old lady is about sixty years old and is in a pretty tough state. She usually helps her daughter-in-law.

The roof of the wooden house is covered with palm leaves and the walls are built of soil and stone, and the overall area is not small.

There are several rooms, enough to accommodate Du Yong and his group.

Yang Jin gave some money. The old man was polite and did not want to accept it. However, under Yang Jin's insistence, he had to accept it and ordered the old woman and daughter-in-law to make a sumptuous dinner. He went to the cellar to move wine by himself.

When the fire broke out, the old lady and daughter-in-law began to be busy.

Lingling went to help, but was driven back and could only play with Qingyao in the yard with her children.

Yang Jinze pulled the hunter's son to chat.

He Laosan and Da Hei sat in the open space, flipping through the antiques they collected, and did they laugh?

Du Yongze stood on the wall, stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the scenery in the distance.

Not long after, the old man's voice came into his ears: "Young master, your son?"

Du Yong came to his senses, jumped off the wall, grinned, and bowed slightly: "Old man!"

The old man brought two small stools, asked Du Yong to sit down, then pointed at Dahei and He Laosan and asked, "Young Master, are you here to collect old things this time?"

Du Yong replied: "Collection of things is just by the way. I mainly want to see the scenery in the mountains and make it easier to breathe. Although the city is prosperous, it is boring after staying for a long time."

The old man smiled and said, "That's the reason. There is no other benefit in the mountains, but the air is still quite fresh and the game is authentic. Tonight, we have some cured sauce and fresh ones, so let's have a few drinks."

Du Yong rubbed his palms: "Tonight, I am lucky to come to a big hunter like you!"

The old man smiled and said a few humility.

Du Yong took out the black-skinned fruit: "Old man, this is the fruit picked by the younger generation in the mountains. It's quite strange, do you know?"

The old man glanced at it and said, "I know, the black skin fruit is quite unpalatable, but it smells good. The old man occasionally picks it and dried it and put it in the corner of his house, and uses it as spices."

Du Yong smiled and said, "Old man, our heroes have the same views. I also thought of using this fruit as a spice, and even wanted to sell it, but it seems that there are very few fruits. Do you always know a lot about which mountainous area in Ganzhou has large black-skinned fruit trees?"

"The old man has never seen the black-skinned fruit trees before, but..."

"But what?" Du Yong asked quickly.

The old man thought for a while: "The old man used to have an old friend who came here. He liked to run around during his lifetime. According to him, there were large areas of black-skinned fruit trees in Youmang Mountain."

Du Yong frowned slightly: "Is it only Youmang Mountain?"
Chapter completed!