Qin Dabao tried to reach into the lake, and his spiritual power swept out, and he found that the lake was full of fish. This lake is a living water, and its source is the Chaobai River. The fish in this lake have never been fished before. The smallest one weighs more than ten kilograms, and the largest one weighs hundreds of kilograms.

There are many varieties, more than 60 or 70 kinds, the most common of which are big carp and big fathead carp. There are also two kinds of cold-water fish that are particularly rare, one is called smelt salmon and the other is called nine-spined fish.

In his previous life, Qin Dabao loved to eat these two kinds of fish.

Qin Dabao secretly called out to reel in the fish, and instantly all the fish within a hundred meters were swept away. He changed direction and swept again.

Qin Dabao made a preliminary estimate and found that there were at least 50,000 kilograms of fish stored in the space.

A fish jumped out of the water and landed on the grass in front of the bear cub. The little bear cub subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold it down, but unfortunately, this fish weighing more than 20 kilograms did not tolerate it at all. It jumped up, swung its tail in a circle, fanned the bear cub's nose, then fell into the lake, spit out a bubble, and swam away.

This hit the bear cub so hard that it started crying. The cub sat on the grass by the lake, covering its nose and crying.

Qin Dabao, feeling distressed, quickly ran over and picked up the bear cub. The bear cub hugged Qin Dabao's neck, twisting its body and whimpering and complaining.

After trying to coax the bear for a long time without success, Qin Dabao could only catch a fish, crush it to death with his bare hands, and then tear up the fish meat to feed the bear cub. Only then did the bear cub become happy.

He climbed down from Qin Dabao's arms and lay on the fish to eat it.

Qin Dabao left the space and stretched himself. There were no wild boars here. Such a clean environment was not suitable for wild boars to live in.

He sat down and splashed the water with his hands.

The little bear cub was eating happily and ate up all the fish in a blink of an eye.

It was confused again, turning around and looking around,

Seeing Qin Dabao, it ran over with its short legs.

Qin Dabao picked it up, but the little bear cub suddenly broke free from his arms, climbed down his legs, bit his trouser leg, and dragged it into the forest.

Qin Dabao was a little confused and had to follow the little bear cub into the forest, but for safety reasons, he held the spear in his hand.

After walking about a hundred meters, Qin Dabao was shocked by what was in front of him.

There was a field of fiery red Ganoderma lucidum, with dozens of them, each as big as a washbasin, and they had grown for at least a hundred years. Qin Dabao didn't expect that the little bear cub would bring it here, as this place was full of treasures.

The little bear cub hugged his legs and growled mournfully. Qin Dabao dug out the Ganoderma lucidum one by one. He wanted to plant them in the space.

He planted the Ganoderma lucidum in the black soil and also harvested several apple and peach trees nearby.

This time he returned with a full load. After a long time of hard work, he finally felt hungry. He grilled two fish by the lake, gave one fish to the little bear cub as a reward, and ate one fish himself. He had a big meal with steamed buns. After he was full, he put on his coat and hat. He could not stay any longer. His mother had strictly ordered him to go into the mountains for only two days. He said goodbye to the little bear cub reluctantly and came out from the crevice of the mountain.

It was like two completely different worlds inside and outside. Qin Dabao followed the way he came out of the mountain. Halfway through, he finally encountered a group of wild boars. He killed three big wild boars and eight small yellow-haired boars. This hunting trip ended successfully.

He walked halfway, and it was already late. It seemed that he could not leave the mountain today, so he went into the space to sleep for the night.

The next morning at around ten o'clock, they walked out of the mountain in the direction of Qinjiagou and saw Qinjiagou from afar. Qin Dabao took out a cannon basket, found two large branches to use as a sled, and pulled it towards the village. The snow was slippery, so it was not too heavy to pull, which was also because his strength had become very great.

As soon as Qin Dabao entered the village, he was spotted by people who were visiting with their sleeves tucked in. They called him brother, uncle, and grandpa, and followed him with loud shouts, saying that they would never believe that a person would dare to go into the mountains to hunt wild boars.

Qin Dabao didn't get angry. He put down the branch, took out cigarettes from his pocket, and distributed them to the villagers who were watching the fun.

In the north, basically everyone, young and old, men and women smoke. Those who have the means smoke dry tobacco, while those who don’t dry the leaves of trees, crush them and smoke them. Few people have ever smoked cigarettes.

Since ancient times, tobacco and alcohol have been the best ways to bring people closer together. Although the villagers didn't know about Zhonghua cigarettes, they were reluctant to smoke them. They clamped them between their ears, laughed and chatted with Qin Dabao. It was obvious that they felt much more enthusiastic since the last time they distributed the meat.

My second uncle came running after receiving the news. He was so hurried that the ears of his dog-skin hat were pouting.

"Oh my, Dabao, you went into the mountains again. Damn, such a big wild boar? This..."

Qin Dabao's eyes widened, and he choked back his words.

"Second uncle, call my second uncle over."

"Hey, why are you calling your second uncle? I'll call your old uncle over, and we'll take it back."

Looking at the expectant eyes of the villagers and then at my uncle's grinning face,

Qin Dabao sighed, it was like playing the lute to a cow, it was all in vain.

He turned around and called a young man: "Goudan, go call your village chief, Second Grandpa." This Goudan was the one whose engagement failed. The young man agreed and ran away.

Village chief Qin Qingrong was already running over wearing a cotton jacket.

"Dabao, when did you go up the mountain again? Here you are hitting a cannon basket again. You are such an amazing kid."

Qin Dabao pulled the village chief aside and whispered, "Second uncle, we should give the pig to the village as usual. I mean, we should not divide the meat. The last time we divided the meat, there was a huge quarrel. Other villages must have said something bad about us in front of the leaders. If that's the case, it will definitely affect our relief grain this year."

Qin Qingrong took the cigarette handed to him by Qin Dabao, put it to his ear, took out the pipe from his waist, and lit it with the match in Qin Dabao's hand.

"Yes, I went to the commune yesterday, and Director Wu asked me about it in a very sarcastic tone. When I came back, I thought about asking Dazhu to prepare a few people to go into the mountains and pack something to send over."

"So, Uncle, you should send this pig to the commune. If the commune is happy, they might distribute relief grain before the New Year."

The village chief patted Qin Dabao's shoulder vigorously and said, "After all, you are a well-educated person. You are very knowledgeable. Second uncle thanks you on behalf of the young and old men in the village."

Qin Dabao grinned and thought to himself, "Second uncle, thank you. You slapped me so hard, are you trying to send me away?" His shoulders went numb, and he hated Qin Dabao so much that he wanted to take the pig back.

The village chief waved his hand and said, "Alright, stop wasting time. Come on, have some people carry the pig to the village committee."

"Hey, that's good." Several people came up and carried the pig.

When the second uncle saw this, he became anxious and was about to speak when he was pulled away by Qin Dabao.

This cannon basket must have weighed more than 200 pounds. The village chief asked people to carry it to the village committee. My second uncle looked back every three steps, his eyes full of reluctance to part with it.

Seeing that everyone had gone far away, Qin Dabao pulled his second uncle up the mountain. His second uncle looked confused until Qin Dabao took out a little yellow-haired cat and two mountain jumping dogs from behind a tree. Only then did he become happy.

He originally wanted to go to his grandparents' house, but when he arrived at the door, his second uncle told him that his grandparents were worried about Erbao and had gone to their house in the city.

Qin Dabao didn't stay any longer. He said hello to his second uncle and walked quickly towards the city. He left the village and looked around to see if there was anyone around before taking out his bicycle. He was really afraid of getting home late and getting another beating. His mother didn't care whether his grandparents were there or not...

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