Reborn in 1963: I Hunted and Stockpiled Meat During a Famine

"Okay, I'll go get everyone to come and collect it."

As he spoke, Qin Hao called everyone over to collect the taro seedlings.

Everyone took off their shoes, rolled up their trousers, went down into the field, and began harvesting.

After cutting, remove the leaves, clean the roots thoroughly, and place them on top to dry.

The roots of these taro seedlings are white; you can take them home and turn them into sour taro seedlings.

That's a fantastic dish to eat with rice.

In good years, people don't eat water taro.

Not only can watery taro cause abdominal pain, but it also doesn't taste very good.

But we are currently in a famine, so having anything to eat is already a blessing.

Qin Qiming kept the small taro for seeds and distributed the large taro to the villagers to stave off hunger.

The villagers were busy harvesting taro, and soon they had harvested half of the field, digging up nearly 500 jin (250 kg).

In the afternoon, they rested on the spot, shared the wolf meat, and then carried taro back to the village.

On the way back, Qin Qiming led the way, making the journey relatively safe.

They shot and killed several wolves that were blocking their way, and their bodies were taken back to the village.

A few days later, the guards returned to the village exhausted.

The village chief directed everyone to gather the harvested supplies on the field.

The women began washing the taro, while Niu Xiu and the others went to the river to wash clothes.

Liu Zhu led the men of the village to form a small circle and collect the river water. Qin Qiming and the others bathed there, while the women hung their clothes on the branches of nearby trees, waiting for the men to finish bathing and leave before washing their own clothes.

After everyone finished showering, they immediately went home to sleep.

During the ten-odd days I spent on the mountain, there were swarms of mosquitoes, and sleeping outdoors was uncomfortable.

Qin Qiming went home and fell asleep immediately, sleeping soundly.

Min asked Chen Xu to retrieve Qin Qiming's share of wolf meat and food.

"It's amazing!"

Ma Liangdao.

"There were many wolves in front of Qiming at the time. Qiming shot and killed them, otherwise the guards would have been injured."

Min was terrified.

Qin Qiming worked very hard to ensure that everyone in the village had enough to eat.

Fortunately, everyone returned safely, and Min could finally relax.

God knows, in just over ten days, Min actually lost ten pounds.

She already weighed less than 100 pounds, and after losing weight, even her chest became smaller.

Although it's almost invisible unless you look closely...

But as soon as Qin Qiming came back, he hugged her and said that she had shrunk a size and that she had to gain weight back, otherwise he would feel sorry for her.

Min has been extremely anxious these past few days and can't eat anything at all. No wonder she's losing weight!

As soon as he got back, the first thing he noticed was that she had lost weight.

Didn't you notice that her face has become more pointed?

Absolutely not, we have to get our money's worth!

She knew perfectly well that Qin Qiming loved to take advantage of her...

Chen Xu, Qin Qixiu, Xia, and Liu Xiuqin returned with their belongings shortly afterward.

Liu Xiuqin was carrying two large bags of taro.

The village chief felt that if the taro was divided into portions each time it was eaten, and some of the taro had spoiled, it would cause unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, after discussing with everyone, it was decided to distribute the taro to everyone at once according to the number of people.

So everyone got some taro, even the children.

Everyone was very excited.

The wolf meat was also shared among everyone.

Qin Qiming received the most, with his family receiving twenty jin (approximately 10 kg).

Each of the other families received about five jin (2.5 kg).

No one objected to Qin Qiming taking more than his share, because Qin Qiming was the one who hunted and killed all the wolves.

Everyone supports the village chief's allocation of resources.

"The mixed-surname village was originally so poor that it couldn't even afford to eat; everyone ate thin gruel. Until Qiming, it was like he had a cheat code..."

Ma Jingen from Majia Village looked on with envy.

His wife, Bai Xiang, muttered from the side, "Our eldest son was cursed to death by that wretched woman from the mixed-surname village. This time, I can't bear to let my second son go on an adventure in the deep mountains. Haven't you heard? Qin Qiming single-handedly took down a bunch of wild wolves. That's real, dangerous work!"

Ma Jingen sighed: "It is dangerous, but they are eating meat with relish now, while we are just drinking this thin rice porridge. It's like we didn't drink anything at all, and it's gone in a pee."

Bai Xiang also sighed, "With our old bones and limbs, the guards won't want us. We can only watch helplessly."

Upon hearing this, Ma Jingen's face fell.

"Where am I old? I'm only fifty-two. Compared to Zhang Zhenguo, I'm not much different!"

Bai Xiang reached out and patted Ma Jingen on the shoulder.

"Don't try to be a hero. With your strength, Zhang Zhenguo is three times stronger than you!"

Ma Jingen looked displeased and turned around: "What's wrong with you? Are you deliberately trying to upset me?"

Bai Xiang pouted: "Fine, if you think you're a tough guy, then go ahead. Just don't let some wild animal carry you away!"

Upon hearing this, Ma Jingen stormed out, refusing to believe that the wolves in the deep mountains could not be eradicated.

He always takes them down with a single strike.

Thinking about it, he picked up the knife in the yard.

The knife was found to be covered in rust.

He sighed.

Only when you're stupid can you eat meat?

Similar situations are common in several nearby villages.

Because everyone was poor and could only afford thin soup, there was little to complain about.

But the village with mixed surnames, historically the poorest village, now eats meat every few days.

How can anyone think of this?

The villagers in the surrounding area were secretly angry.

Why can't their village produce a Qin Qiming?

Everyone unanimously thought of a man from Majia Village who had been bitten by a tiger, **Ke.

At this moment, several young people from Majia Village were sitting in the courtyard of **Ke’s house.

"Jianke, why don't you lead the way and take us guys into those deep mountains and forests? Why is it that Qin Qiming can dig up taro and taro seedlings? With a hunter like you in our Majia Village, we can do just as well!"

Ke took a few steps in the yard. “My leg is just as good as it used to be. I could take you to the old forest if I wanted to, but I wouldn’t dare go any deeper.”

"Old Wood Forest is fine too. As long as we can hunt ten or eight wolves, we'll be renowned hunters in Majia Village."

After being teased by his buddies, Ke started to have some doubts.

"But I remember there are tigers in the old forest. If an ordinary person goes there, they'll surely lose their life!"

"What's there to be afraid of? Qin Qiming led a lot of people into the mountains and nothing happened. Didn't they all come back safe and sound?"

Ke shook his head.

"Although that village with mixed surnames is poor, it has quite a few guns."

"We don't have that many guns in our Ma family village."

"What's there to be afraid of? Let's go to the mixed-surname village together to borrow guns!"

A young man acted as if it were perfectly natural.

Ke rolled his eyes: "These guns are people's life-saving weapons, who would lend them to you?"

“Then let’s have the village chief apply to the county, so that we’ll all have guns.”

Ke stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Then let's talk to our village chief and see if we can find a way to get the gun."