After being reborn, the young master returned to his village and led his wife and daughters to prosp

Lin Fan planned to buy this and take it to the city to sell to the restaurant owner.

Lin Fan remembered that the proprietress had specifically told him that if he caught any wild game in the mountains while collecting mountain delicacies, he should send it to her.

Although rare and precious wild game like deer are rarely eaten and not sold in ordinary restaurants, the fact that the proprietress dared to ask for it suggests that she has connections.

Now that they've run into Lin Fan, they'll naturally go with the flow and buy it. Even if they only make a small profit of two or three yuan, they'll still make at least tens or hundreds of yuan.

“Okay, Brother Bold, I’m going to the county town tomorrow. I’m afraid I’ll have to take this yellow pheasant to the county town to sell, right? How much do you want for it? I’ll resell it and make a little money for my trouble.”

Lin Fan appeared bold and spoke very honestly.

Instead of pretending or making excuses to entice him, I told him directly that I was just making a profit from the price difference.

Lin Fan realized that this bold man seemed to have some connection with his father.

Lin Desheng was an honest and taciturn man. When he saw the villagers, he would just nod and greet them, rarely smiling, and mostly remaining silent.

Today, however, he drank with boldness and talked a lot along the way. Boldness also called Lin Uncle affectionately, so Lin Fan naturally couldn't fool him anymore.

"Oh, that's how it is!"

"I don't have many buyers. I just take them to the county town to try my luck. I'm not even sure if anyone will buy them."

Dadan smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

This stuff costs eight or nine yuan per kilogram, and the whole thing is even more valuable because its fur is also a good thing, as are deer penis, deer antlers, and so on.

But precisely because it's valuable, it's hard to sell. After all, this 40-50 jin (20-25 kg) thing costs 300-400 yuan. Even the wealthy people in the county town rarely spend so much money to buy such a creature with hardly any meat.

Three or four hundred yuan is enough to buy a small pig.

"If the Lin brothers want to buy, then I'll sell it to you. How about eight yuan a pound?"

Dadan'er cautiously looked at Lin Fan and asked a question.

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan readily nodded.

"Okay, eight yuan it is!"

"Brother Dad, Dad, brother-in-law, come and lend a hand, let's lift the scale up and weigh it."

The four people tied up the deer, threw it onto the scale, and adjusted the weights.

Upon closer inspection, it weighed exactly fifty-five jin (about 22.5 kg).

Seeing this, Lin Fan raised an eyebrow and asked in surprise, "It's so heavy, Brother Bold, how long have you been carrying it?"

A deer weighing 55 jin (approximately 22.5 kg) plus the 30-plus jin (approximately 15 kg) of snails held in her arms, that's over 80 jin (approximately 40 kg).

When I ran up to them with Dadan, I didn't seem to have exerted much effort, except that I looked a little out of breath.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly frail man was quite strong; Lin Fan had underestimated him.

"It wasn't long, maybe an hour or two."

Dadan subconsciously touched the back of his head, then looked at Lin Fan with anticipation.

"Brother Lin, does this fifty-five jin cost four hundred and forty yuan?"

Lin Fan smiled and nodded, then counted out four hundred and forty yuan from his pocket and handed it to Dadan!

He boldly took the money, and his smile widened even more.

"I really benefited from the help of my neighbors. I have to thank the Lin brothers for helping me out, otherwise this thing would have been really hard to sell!"

"Uncle Lin, I won't disturb your rest any longer, I'll be going now!"

"Okay, go ahead, be careful on the road!"

Lin Desheng, unusually, smiled boldly at Dadan, waved, and then disappeared in a flash.

In the courtyard, Lin Fan looked at his adoptive father curiously and asked in confusion, "Dad, is this Dadan very familiar with our family? I don't think I've ever seen him before?"

Lin Desheng sighed and said helplessly, "It's normal that you haven't seen him. I haven't even seen this kid much in recent years."

"He was a man with a tragic fate. Back when they were making an example of someone, his parents were reported for secretly doing some small business, and the couple were beaten to death."

"The boy was only six years old at the time, the age when he was drooling and had a runny nose."

"I only found out later that after my mother's accident, she went to the old cemetery alone late at night and dragged her parents' bodies back to the village."

"His original name was Gangzi, but because of this incident, the villagers started calling him Dadan (meaning 'bold'), and over time they got used to it."

“This child almost starved to death after losing his parents. Back then, your mother and I often gave him a bite to eat, which barely saved his life. Don’t let his skinny appearance fool you, he’s actually quite strong. When he was thirteen, he could lift a sack weighing over 100 pounds onto his shoulder with just one hand.”

After listening to their adoptive father's explanation, Zhang Weihao and Lin Fan nodded in understanding.

So that's what Dad and Dadan'er's relationship was like. No wonder they seemed so close.

Lin Fan stared at Huang Jing on the ground and fell silent for a moment.

In this world, there are people who have both parents, are in good health, and are loved, yet they still feel that life is unsatisfactory and that they are dissatisfied with, lamenting the injustice of God.

Those who truly suffer misfortune, whose very survival is threatened, are not defeated by life and continue to fight tenaciously.

Perhaps it's only through experiencing many things that one learns to be ambitious, like Lin Fan himself.

Lin Fan took a deep breath, a hint of relief in his eyes. Fortunately, it's not too late for him to understand this now!

……

At dawn, the first rays of sunlight broke through the sky.

The courtyard of the Lin family's old house has become lively.

The family gathered around a steaming pot, enjoying the shredded pork noodles that Lin Fan had made early that morning.

Lin Fan was generous with his cooking; for the three men, three women, and two children, he used a whole pound of shredded meat.

A layer of oil floated on top of the pot, and the enticing aroma constantly assaulted everyone's taste buds. They were so focused on eating their noodles that they didn't even want to say a word.

After breakfast, the family tidied up, put all the snails they had collected the day before into a borrowed large vat, and prepared to set off.

It would be difficult to move more than 800 pounds of goods by hand using only a cart and manpower, but fortunately Lin Fan had made preparations in advance.

Is Lin Fan home?

"I've brought the tractor over for you. It's the agreed-upon 20 yuan for a trip to the county town!"

Tractors were a rarity these days.

At least in the nearby villages, there is only this one tractor, and it is the oldest, smallest and most old kind. This small second-hand tractor cost more than three thousand yuan when it was bought.

On ordinary days, whenever a family needs to build a new house, transport timber, or move stones, they will rent this tractor.

If the items are few and not heavy, then the price will be calculated based on the distance traveled.

If you travel a long distance and carry a lot of goods, the price will be very high. Lin Fan and his group's 800-plus kilograms of goods are nothing, so they only need to pay for the travel expenses. Twenty yuan for a round trip is not expensive.