When Ao Muyang heard the gunshots, he was shocked. What is this person’s identity and why did he have a gun in his hand?

The monkeys were even more shocked. They stopped throwing stones at the same time and fled in panic.

Soon, a figure walked up the mountain road.

Ao Muyang saw that he was a middle-aged man in his forties, with his usual characteristics as an islander, dark and rough skin, wide skeleton, and windy steps.

The middle-aged man carried a big bamboo basket with his hands empty, and he saw no trace of the gun.

The two met, and the middle-aged man smiled and said, "Hello, the monkey group was harassing you just now?"

Ao Muyang nodded: "Yes, they threw me with stones. Hello, my name is Ao Muyang, and I will follow the fishing boat to the island to replenish fresh water and vegetables and fruits."

The big man pointed to his chest and said, "I am Jindabu, a resident of Jinhou Island, and a fisherman, so we are traveling with you."

Ao Muyang shook hands with him, and then hesitated and asked: "I heard the gunshot just now..."

The big man laughed: "What a gunshot, that's firecrackers."

As he said that, he took out a few red paper-shelled firecrackers from his pocket: "These monkeys are lawless and cannot hurt them, so we scared them with firecrackers."

Ao Muyang suddenly realized, and he laughed and said, "But it's a bit dangerous to use firecrackers on the mountain. It would be troublesome if it triggers a forest fire."

Jin Dabu waved his hand and said, "No, the plants here are evergreen all year round, and the water vapor is abundant. A little Mars will not cause a fire."

As they spoke, the two climbed up the mountain road.

During the conversation, Ao Muyang learned that the two of them had the same destination and both went to the top of the peak, but he was looking at the copper rack and lamp marks, while Jin Dabu was going to collect wild mountain bacteria.

There are already some mushrooms in his bamboo basket, which is one of the profit channels for their locals. They are sold to tourists or crew members who are on the island.

If you are accompanied by a friend, the mountain road is easier to walk. It is very comfortable. Jin Dabu climbs on the mountain all year round. It is a bit exaggerated to say that he knows this mountain well, but he is indeed familiar with several hidden mountain roads and it is even faster to walk.

Finally, at noon, the top of the mountain was about to come.

For a long time, because it is far away from the mainland, except for the former garrison and now there are ships coming to the island to obtain supplies, the island of Hu is almost isolated from the world and is in a semi-natural state, so it can be called a Pure Land.

Ao Muyang stood onto the top of the mountain, and the entire island fell into his eyes.

The sea is vast in the distance, and the big ships on the pier have turned into small boats at this time, with figures as ethereal as ants and almost invisible.

The sun is dazzling at noon, and it will quickly make people feel hot all over.

There was shade on the top of the mountain. Jinda Bus found an unknown big tree to sit down, took out a kettle and drank it happily.

Ao Muyang looked around and the light markings standing on the top of the mountain were not far away. The base and escalator were made of copper, with a deep sense of vicissitudes of the times. There was a layer of copper rust on the outside, which made people feel cold on their heads.

Jin Dabu took out the food from the back basket, including rice balls, cakes, fish and pickles. He waved and said, "Brother Ao, let's have a few bites together, it's time for lunch."

After a pause, he smiled silly and said, "But my lunch is very simple, don't dislike it."

Originally, Ao Muyang wanted to be polite, but after he said that, he could not refuse, otherwise he would seem to be disgusting with other people's things.

Of course, he would not dislike Jin Dabu's lunch, because he didn't bring anything, only a little dried fruit given by the veteran. He didn't plan to climb to the top of the mountain, so he only brought a bottle of water.

Jin Dabu brought stir-fried shrimp paste, the authentic shrimp paste was stir-fried with chili, and eggs were mixed with them, and they were rolled with the small cakes he brought. It was chewy and had a fragrant taste.

Ao Muyang is an expert. He gave a thumbs up while eating the small pancakes and rolled shrimp paste, saying, "It's delicious. This shrimp paste is authentic, fresh and fragrant, and has no fishy smell. It's amazing."

Jin Daba looked proud on his face: "My wife's craftsmanship is just as good."

He used pheasant eggs when stir-frying shrimp paste. Wild birds, pheasants and rabbits are not allowed to be hunted on the mountain, but villagers will pick up some bird eggs, pheasant eggs, etc. The scientific researchers on the island turned a blind eye to the other side and ignored it.

In fact, no one will care even if the people on the island catch some wild game.

At most, people on the island catch wild game to eat. The residents of Golden Monkey Island are less than 1,000. For a land with more than 1,500 acres, people just eat this, which has no impact on the reproduction of wild animals.

Speaking of wild game, Jin Daba smiled and said, "Your sister-in-law is average in frying shrimp paste. She is very good at making spicy rabbit meat. When you go down the mountain, you can try it at my house. If you like it, you can sell it to you. It tastes great."

People are going to do business, Ao Muyang said: "Okay, I like eating rabbit meat, I must try it."

Putting aside wild game, there are many wild plants on Golden Monkey Island. Jinda Bus told him that there are 98 families and 208 species in total. "Look at the trees below, they are called Tianzhu Gui, and there, there are some red nanmu trees. Scientists say that at the same latitude, these trees have all become extinct..."

After lunch, Jin Dabu found wild mushrooms in the shade of the trees on the top of the mountain, while Ao Muyang sat on the escalator to look at the ocean from afar and overlooked the island.

He envied the environment of Jinhou Island. If Longtou Village had such an environment, wouldn’t it be possible to develop the tourism industry in minutes?

Everything is fine on Golden Monkey Island, but it is too far away from the land and there is no suitable tool to send people up, otherwise the island will soon become a star in the island vacation industry.

Of course, on the other hand, it is precisely because of this reason that the island can maintain a paradise-like environment.

When Jin Dabu searched around the top of the mountain, they began to go down the mountain.

There are two villages on the island, called Dajin Village and Xiaojin Village.

The people in both villages are foreign residents and families left over from former troops stationed in the island, and mainly make a living from fishing and simple planting.

Jindaba is from Xiaojin Village, with a total of about 150 households and 400 people in the village.

Among them, his surname has little to do with the name of the village. The surname in the village is very complicated. In his words, this is a village with a hundred surnames.

The village is built on a small plain in Jinhou Island, with mostly stilt houses, bamboo houses and wooden houses. It looks simple and simple. In fact, if you look carefully, you can see that the appliances and furniture inside are complete.

Everything in Jinda Bus’ home is very modern, with TV, refrigerator and air conditioning, and a bamboo mat is laid on the ground, which is cool and pleasant when you step on it barefoot.

Many things in the village were made of bamboo products. On the way, Ao Muyang saw a child riding a bamboo horse fighting, which reminded him of the allusion of a man riding a bamboo horse and making green plums around the bed.

In fact, the big and small Jin Village is wrapped in the bamboo forest. The sea breeze blows, the bamboo forest sha cheers, and the fragrance of bamboo leaves comes with the wind, making the small village look like a paradise.
Chapter completed!