Lu Qingshan was reborn in 1975, in Lujia Village at the foot of the Qinling Mountains.
The good news was that he hadn’t been reborn into a famine, when people went hungry and cold. He had brought with him the superb hunting skills and survival experience he had honed in the remote mountains and forests of his previous life.
On one trip into the mountains, he killed a wild boar weighing over two hundred jin in just half an hour, stunning the entire village.
The bad news was that he had transmigrated at the very moment his family was being driven to ruin over their debts.
His father was gravely ill and near death with anger, the village bully was trying to seize his younger sister to settle a debt, and the family couldn’t even scrape together the twenty yuan they owed!
In his previous life, he had backed down and acted weak. In the end, he was left alone, with all his loved ones dead.
So in this life, Lu Qingshan broke a village thug’s wrist with a kitchen cleaver and sent him running. Then he turned toward the jeep from the provincial capital, parked at the entrance to the commune offices.
“I can work as your guide. Ten yuan a day, meals not included. Extra pay if there’s danger. If I die, don’t bury me! I won’t do it for a cent less!”
When they faced hallucinogenic miasma in the forest, a black bear charging straight at them, vicious wolves surrounding them, and armed enemy agents opening fire, the exploration team finally realized just how well spent their money was! Not only did they survive, they even raided an abandoned enemy-agent warehouse along the way.
But Lu the guide kept coming up with increasingly outrageous charges: a fright fee, a detox package fee, a tactical honey fee, a blood-loss animal-repellent fee...
He fleeced all four city folk until all they had left were IOUs!
Even the haughty imperial physician from the capital was made to stay at his house, chop firewood, and teach lessons, earning only five mao a day to cover his room and board.
Lu Qingshan declared: In the eight-hundred-li Qinling Mountains, the guide’s rules are the rules!
Childish and illogical
There is only one word for pig's feet, disgusting😓😓😓😓