Crossing the famine: The hunter's wife has good farmland

"If we sell furs in the tribe's gathering place, will we not be able to get a good price at all?"

"That's right. Most of our tribes make a living by hunting. Fur is the most common thing in the homes of these people in the tribe. There are also many furs in the markets where the tribes gather. There are many more sellers than buyers, so naturally they can't be sold at a good price. I heard from the elders in the tribe that around us, a piece of high-quality fur can only be sold for about ten taels of silver, and ordinary fur ranges from one or two taels to two or three taels. But if it is taken to your Dahuan Kingdom, it can be sold for hundreds of taels if there is a buyer who needs it. The difference is really too big."

"Then can this piece of deerskin of ours be considered top-quality?"

"People in Dahuan prefer tiger skin, fox skin, and bear skin. Deer skin is relatively inferior and can only be considered average. If it is sold for five taels of silver at the market, it is considered good. If it is brought to Dahuan, it can only be sold for thirty to fifty taels of silver."

"Forget about the five taels of silver. It's really a loss. Anyway, we are not short of silver now. You and Scythe hunted this deer together. Shouldn't we each take half of the silver from the sale?"

"I'm the main force, and usually in this situation it's 30-70."

Mo Xiaonian generously took out three taels of silver.

"Haven't you agreed to sell the deerskin at the market? That means I'm buying it. You can give the three taels of silver to Sickle. Everyone needs silver at this time. The deerskin will be with me. Our newly built tribe is very close to the Great Huan Kingdom. We will definitely go to the Great Huan Kingdom often. I want to take these furs to the Great Huan Kingdom and then sell them.

Fu Cang, you don't have to hunt so hard these days. We got so much silver from the dead body before, a total of 178 taels, enough for anything!"

"One hundred and seventy-eight taels, how could it be that much?"

"Yes, that money will be enough for us to settle down in the future."

When Fu Cang heard Mo Xiaonian say that he would use the money to settle down in the future, he suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Are he and Mo Xiaonian really going to have a family together? Does this mean that Mo Xiaonian has already accepted that he will be her man from now on?

Fu Cang's mood became extremely good. He rubbed Mo Xiaonian's cold little hands until they were warm, and then rubbed her feet, which warmed her up all of a sudden.

I don’t know when this freezing rain stopped, but by the next morning, the sky turned blue and the temperature rose a lot.

Yue Lu came over early in the morning and handed a pair of very exquisite leather boots to Mo Xiaonian.

"Hurry up and change into them. The weather has turned cold. You are not as thick-skinned as the rest of us. I saw your face was pale from the cold yesterday. The leather boots I made for you this time are thicker than the last ones. They have a layer of fur inside. Your feet will be warm when you put on these boots. I tell you, as long as your feet and head are warm, you are mostly warm."

Mo Xiaonian looked at the little leather boots and felt a sense of surprise.

"This pair of leather boots is really warm. It turns out that you are not only good at making single-layer leather boots, but also good at making quinoa fleece boots! How can I bear to wear these boots when they are so exquisitely made!"

Yue Lu was immediately amused by Mo Xiaonian.

"Kid, boots are meant to be worn, not just for display! I don't have much else to do with them now, so I can only fiddle with them. If you like, I'll collect the scraps of leather and make you a pair of boots with fleece inside and fur outside. They'll be warmer than these."

Mo Xiaonian hugged Yuelu with a touched look on her face.

"Grandma, why are you so kind? But I don't want you to be too tired!"

"Why are you tired? I've never heard of anyone being so tired from making a pair of shoes. Just don't worry about it. By the way, Guo Laoliu and his family have almost recovered today, so we can go. I asked them, and Guo Laoliu said that his wife brought back some black mushrooms with yellow spots, which I have never eaten before. Fortunately, they didn't eat much, just a little bit each. Otherwise, even if they vomited out their intestines, it might not save their lives. Okay, Xiaonian, I'll go prepare breakfast, and we'll set off after we finish eating."

Mo Xiaonian hurriedly grabbed Yuelu and said mysteriously: "Grandma, I found some good things yesterday!"

She took out a small bag of flour and some sugar, pinched the sugar with her hands and put it into Yuelu's mouth.

Yuelu smacked his lips and showed a look of surprise.

"This... is sweet!"

"That's right, grandma. This is white sugar. I saw it before when I was in Dahuan Kingdom. I didn't expect to find this thing in the wild. Grandma, what do you think this white sugar can be used for?"

"Oh, there are so many things that can be done. Can I make you some steamed buns with sugar in the evening?"

Mo Xiaonian curved her eyes and smiled.

"Okay, grandma, I'll give you all the candies. I've kept some for you. You can do whatever you want with them. Put some in your water. It tastes sweet and can replenish your energy!"

Yuelu really doesn't know what to say now.

When these people arrived at a place, they would wander around the surrounding area in order to find something to eat. However, no matter how hard they searched, they never found what Mo Xiaonian found.

Mo Xiaonian had no other choice now and could only fool Yue Lu and the others like this.

After a freezing rain, the mountain road became even more slippery and difficult to walk on. Even Fu Cang had to walk very carefully and his pace slowed down significantly.

However, since they had already planned to find a suitable place to build a temporary residence along the way, there was no need to rush.

After walking for three days, they finally saw scattered houses in the mountains.

Yuelu said in surprise: "Great, this means we are about to reach the tribal gathering place, and the houses here have not been damaged by the flood, so the tribal market must still exist."

Fu Cang had been worried for a long time, but now it finally came to fruition.

The houses here are also simple stone houses with mosses growing all over the outer walls, making them look particularly dilapidated. Perhaps because they heard the sound of so many people passing by, the men in the houses came out, weapons in their hands, looking at them warily.

One of the older men walked up to Fu Cang hesitantly and looked them up and down. After seeing that there were both men and women, old and young in their team, the old man's vigilance eased a lot.