In my 40s, the trading system took me flying

Aunt Xu got up from the ground, and her husband ran up to the visitor with a smile on his face and a bow: "Mr. Yamamoto, I'm sorry for not welcoming you to my humble home. I'm sorry for not welcoming you!"

The flattering look almost made Old Mrs. Xu vomit.

Xu Xiaoya stood beside her second great uncle. Everyone in the room was standing except Old Lady Xu and her second great uncle.

Originally, Old Mrs. Xu was standing, but after hearing what Aunt Xu's husband said, she subconsciously sat back in the chair.

Yamamoto was wearing a cloak and his eyes swept across the room, landing on Old Lady Xu and his second uncle.

"This is what you are doing?"

Yamamoto couldn't understand the atmosphere and asked subconsciously.

Aunt Xu's husband hurriedly explained: "They are all relatives, relatives from my hometown. It's the New Year and they came to visit!"

Yamamoto didn't think much about it, thinking that according to custom, it was still the New Year before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, so it was reasonable to visit relatives.

"I see. I came to visit you today because I heard that your wife has returned. Where is the baby?"

Yamamoto was very anxious. Although he had a lot of power, wild ginseng, especially wild ginseng that was over a hundred years old, was a rare treasure that was hard to come by, so naturally he wanted it.

He couldn't wait to come and ask for it.

After all, they are things from the barbarian land, and they have no sense of etiquette and morality, so no one will take the initiative to come to ask for gifts.

Aunt Xu's man was about to curse Yamamoto to death in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face.

"Mr. Yamamoto, my wife is back, but she didn't bring the baby with her!"

Aunt Xu's husband didn't dare to lie. He knew the character of these Japanese devils. They were absolutely brutal. They looked polite on the surface and even spoke in a refined manner, but they were uncultured at heart and didn't really know how to be polite.

Sure enough, when Yamamoto heard that there was no treasure, his face drooped instantly and his tone became very cold: "Mr. Zheng, are you kidding me?"

Aunt Xu’s husband’s surname is Zheng. She used to feel a little nervous when Yamamoto called him Mr. Zheng. Now, when she hears him called Mr. Zheng, she actually feels like her head is going to fall off.

He couldn't help but swallow his saliva, his face tense, and he wanted to slap his wife again.

"No, no, really not, Mr. Yamamoto, my wife made a mistake. The wild ginseng from her mother's family was used up many years ago, and she had no idea about it because she hadn't been back for many years, so..."

Having said that, anyone who is sensible will definitely understand that it is not that he does not want to get the treasure, but that he has none left. But is Yamamoto the kind of person who can understand what others say?

He was just a little Japanese soldier, his mind full of burning, killing and looting. He would not give up until he got something good. He directly drew out the samurai sword he had always carried on his waist and put it directly on Old Man Zheng's neck.

Old man Zheng was so frightened that he almost fell to his knees. Beside him were Aunt Xu and her sons who had rushed over after hearing the news. They all knelt down before Yamamoto and begged him for mercy.

During the whole process, Old Mrs. Xu and Second Uncle did not move.

They could not kneel down to the Japanese devils. The toughness in their bones forced them to stand up straight.

Yamamoto naturally noticed Old Lady Xu and Second Uncle: "Why aren't you kneeling?"

Old Lady Xu grinned, her face wrinkled like all old ladies. "Isn't there no emperor now? Why are you kneeling so casually?"

Yamamoto was stunned, then burst into laughter.

He liked this sentence.

The dynasty that once made them very unhappy has perished, and there is no emperor now. But Yamamoto smiled for a while and then realized that he could not kneel to the emperor, but he could kneel to the emperor. However, he did not bring the emperor's portrait, so it seemed that he did not need to kneel.

Maybe what Old Lady Xu said put Yamamoto in a good mood. He put away his samurai sword, but still looked at Old Man Zheng with an unfriendly look.

"Mr. Zheng, I've been waiting for your treasure. I'll give you three more days. If you don't get it, your wife and children won't be able to come back!"

Yamamoto waved his hand, and naturally, soldiers came forward and dragged Aunt Xu and her son out. Aunt Xu was terrified, her face swollen like a pig's head. Knowing that her husband might not want her, she hurriedly shouted: "Sister-in-law, please save me! If I die, I will tell everyone about the Xu family's treasures!"

Aunt Xu knew that asking her husband for help was useless, so she went directly to Old Lady Xu for help.

When Old Mrs. Xu heard Aunt Xu's threat, she knew something bad was going to happen and regretted why she didn't cut off Aunt Xu's tongue to prevent her from causing harm to others.

But this was not the time to regret. Yamamoto raised his hand to stop the devils from dragging Aunt Xu out. Instead, he walked up to Aunt Xu and asked, "What do you mean by the Xu family, Madam?"

Aunt Xu pointed at Old Lady Xu and said, "She's my brother's sister-in-law, from my mother's side. The Xu family are hunters who have lived in the mountains for generations. They must have treasures!"

Old Mrs. Xu pulled Xu Xiaoya's hat down to cover her overly bright eyes. The fox fur loop wrapped her face, making it impossible to tell what she looked like.

The second uncle next to him was already very nervous. He knew that if things went wrong, the Xu family would be targeted by the Japanese.

Old Mrs. Xu put her hands in her sleeves, her originally straight back was bent, and her face showed the confusion of a country girl.

"Madam, our family is indeed a hunter family, but life is not easy, otherwise we would not come to you, my sister-in-law, to ask for some food to survive the famine!"

Old Mrs. Xu was wearing a tattered cotton-padded jacket with patches on top of patches. It had turned white from washing and it seemed that it could be torn apart with just a little effort.

As for my second uncle, although he was dressed better, there were still many patches on his body.

Yamamoto didn't believe what Aunt Xu said at all. He had been in this country for some time and had met people from all walks of life. He knew that if old men and women like Aunt Xu and Second Uncle had treasures, how could they live in such poverty?

"Old man, how do hunters survive?"

Yamamoto's gentleness didn't let Old Lady Xu relax her guard. She sighed, "It's winter now, and the wild animals are all hibernating. The heavy snow has blocked the mountains, so we can't catch any. We can only eat the dried fruits and wild vegetables we saved from the previous year. If we're lucky, we can catch some sparrows, which will be a little extra meat!"

That's not wrong.

Hunters cannot catch prey every day, and their lives are even worse than those of the tenant farmers living at the foot of the mountain. At least they can still have food to eat.

The key is that the death rate of hunters is too high.

Yamamoto didn't believe it completely, but he didn't disbelieve it either. He just looked at Aunt Xu and Old Man Zheng and said, "Mr. Zheng, your wife is very dissatisfied with her family!"

Old man Zheng broke out in a cold sweat.

He slapped Aunt Xu in the face: "You crazy woman, have you lost your mind? My brother-in-law's family is a little poor, but they treat you well, right? Just because your sister-in-law slapped you a few times, you want to kill them?"

Yamamoto waved his hand and had Aunt Xu taken away. He then walked over to his second uncle and asked, "Is the old man the owner of Xu's Grocery Store?"

The second uncle nodded, and Yamamoto asked with a smile, "I heard from Mr. Zheng that you have a white tiger skin in your grocery store? Would you like to give it up?"

Second Uncle shook his head: "It's not that I don't want to present it to you, Madam Madam, it's just that I don't have that thing!"

Yamamoto suddenly stopped smiling, bent down and picked up Xu Xiaoya: "Then I will invite the old man's grandson to play for a few days!"