There was a burst of fragrance coming from the kitchen, and Han Heming walked in from outside the yard.

"Wow, Tiger..."

The three children leaned on the railing and looked at Han Heming who walked in in surprise.

On his shoulders, he carried a big white and black tiger and several hares and pheasants.

"It's a big tiger, are you afraid?"

Seeing the three young children, he put the tiger, pheasant and rabbit aside. He wanted to reach out and touch the children's heads, but found that his hands were covered with dried blood, which must have been left from beating the tiger.

Throughout the late spring and early summer, he was busy building the greenhouse and the house for his teacher. Two days ago, after the house was built, he went into the mountains. Fortunately, he encountered a big tiger in the mountains.

"Not afraid"

"Afraid"

Erwa was used to seeing all kinds of prey his father had brought back, and was not afraid of a big tiger at all. Tuantuan had never seen such a big prey, and there was fear in his eyes.

"Tuan Tuan, don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Tuantuan is one year older than Erwa. At this moment, Erwa seemed more like an older brother, protecting Tuantuan behind him, and even covering Tuantuan's eyes with his little hands.

"Daddy is carrying the big tiger onto the ox cart. Don't be afraid, Tuantuan."

It would be best to sell the prey immediately after hunting it. After keeping the pheasants and rabbits at home, he went to the town to sell the tiger.

"it is good"

Tuantuan was no longer afraid when he saw Han Heming carrying the big tiger onto the ox cart and covering it with a sack.

"Where's your mother?"

Han Heming turned around and looked at the children.

"Mom is in the kitchen, making us some cookies."

Mother has given them cookies several times. Erwa and Tuantuan both think that the cookies made by mother are better than the ones sold in the cake shop in town.

"We'll go back to town and sell the big tiger. Erwa and Tuantuan, is there anything you want to eat or play with that you want your dad to bring back for you?"

Han Heming washed his hands, touched the heads of Erwa and Tuantuan, and then held Sanwa in his arms.

"There's nothing we don't want to eat. Mom will cook whatever we want. The cakes she makes are even better than those sold in town."

Erwa and Tuantuan are now Song Yanzhi's loyal little fans and don't care about the pastries in the town at all.

"So, are the cookies your mom made delicious? Daddy wants to go and see."

In the kitchen, Song Yanzhi was using the oven that Han Heming had specially built for her with yellow mud. In addition to small biscuits, there was also baked bread in the oven.

Ever since Song Yanzhi discovered that large blocks of butter were sold in the food store in the county, the children in the family have never been without bread, biscuits and cakes.

"Mom, mom, dad is back."

Han Heming was going to the kitchen, but Erwa and Tuantuan ran ahead of him to inform Song Yanzhi.

"Dad also killed a big tiger and many pheasants and rabbits. Dad is really awesome."

As soon as the two children entered the kitchen, they saw the freshly baked bread and biscuits, and they couldn't take their eyes off them.

Seeing the two children's little looks, Song Yanzhi laughed a lot.

"What do you want to eat? Wash it and take it yourself. Don't burn yourself." She raised her head and smiled at the man who had blocked out the light from the kitchen. "Are you back?"

"Yeah, I'm back. What did you make? It smells so good."

The first two times Song Yanzhi baked cookies, Han Heming went into the mountains and didn't get to eat them.

"Bread, biscuits, what do you eat?"

Han Heming had not eaten properly for several days in the mountains. When he smelled the aroma of baked bread, his stomach started to growl.

"I want a big piece. I haven't eaten well these days and I'm very hungry."

Han Heming didn't know what a flatbread or a biscuit was. He only knew that it was enjoyable to eat big pieces of it.

Song Yanzhi casually handed him a big loaf of bread and put a small biscuit in Sanwa's hand.

"What else do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

She had just heard from her two children that Han Heming had come back from killing a big tiger. It was not easy to kill a tiger, and she was afraid that he must have suffered a lot in the mountains.

"No, I'll just eat this to fill my stomach. I'm going to the town to sell the tiger later. Do you want to come?"

"There are some things we need to buy, but Da Wa and A Jiu need to come back for lunch at noon. Please go and tell the teacher to let Da Wa and A Jiu have dinner at the teacher's house."

"Okay, I'll go right over. I shot some pheasants and rabbits, and I'll give the teacher two of each."

Song Yanzhi put the baked bread and biscuits into a clean basket and asked Han Heming to take them to the Shen family.

Song Yanzhi hasn't been to the town for a long time. The patchwork bags she sells have been saturated in Hongshi Town, and the speed of sales is not as fast as at the beginning.

Song Yanzhi didn't have to worry about the owner of the cloth shop. Without patchwork bags to sell, there were even fewer people going there.

This time, in addition to wanting to send the patchwork bags she had saved up over the past few days to the owner of the cloth shop, she also wanted to buy some fabrics for summer use.

Now that the temperature has stabilized, it's time to buy some chicken, duck, and goose chicks, as well as rapeseed from the vegetable garden.

"By the way, have you found anyone to farm the land we bought?"

Song Yanzhi was sitting on the ox cart holding Sanwa and talking to Han Heming. At this season, it was time to plant the crops in the fields.

"Brother Feng's family is located at the west end of the village. He has many brothers and they are all refugees from famine. They don't have much land, so they want to rent our land to farm.

I have an agreement with them that they will give us 50% of the income from the grain they grow every year, and we will provide the seeds.

I only wanted 30% of the food, but their family was too poor and couldn't even give me the seeds.

By the way, I've left you two acres of land. I'll plant soybeans, mung beans, sweet potatoes and potatoes as you wish."

These two acres of land were specially left to Song Yanzhi by Han Heming at her request, to grow some coarse beans for her family to eat.

"Sixteen acres of land, are they all going to be given to them to farm? Can they handle it?"

There are seven brothers in the Feng family, big and small. It seems that their family does not have much land, but with seven people cultivating 16 acres of land, they may not be able to farm it all and let the land go to waste.

"Don't worry, the Feng brothers are all hardworking people. It's not too much for one person to clean up more than two acres of land."

Only then did Song Yanzhi feel relieved.

"When it's time to plant the seeds in the greenhouse, we'll need to hire someone, right?"

"I have agreed with the Feng brothers that if they finish planting our land, we can invite their family, as well as Brother Han Ming and Sister Su, to use the greenhouse when the time comes."

As the two were talking, they soon arrived at Red Stone Town.

"Are you still going to Zuihualou to sell tiger flowers?"

Zuihualou may not be able to eat a whole flower tiger.

"No, this time we're going to the medicine store to sell flower tigers."

The tiger bones, tiger penis and tiger blood of the spotted tiger are all top-quality medicines. If you sell the spotted tiger in a pharmacy, the price will definitely be higher than if you sell it in a restaurant.

Hongshi Town is close to the mountains, and there are many rare herbs in the mountains. There are many pharmacies here. Han Heming chose the largest pharmacy and walked in.

This pharmacy is also the one Han Heming often visits. Every time he kills a tiger or bear, he will sell it to this pharmacy.

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