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

No one in the village dared to step forward and stop them.

Qin Qiming thus understood how much influence Zhang Bizi wielded in Zhangjia Village; his fiery temper was indeed awe-inspiring.

You can tell a lot about a person by their temperament. Zhang Zizi doesn't take advantage of others; he's straightforward, says what he thinks, and has no ulterior motives. This kind of person is easy to get along with.

Qin Kang's recovery in Zhangjia Village has settled down.

After everyone left, Liu Qingsong and his group went into the house to check on Qin Kang. Only after confirming that he was alright did they feel relieved and prepare to leave.

"Leave now?"

Upon hearing Liu Qingsong's words, the herb gatherer said, "How are we going to transport all this stuff now? Three people have to carry so much back to the village? Neither route is short. Are you planning to make several trips?"

"It's impossible to take everything; we must leave some things behind."

Qin Tian: "Zhang Bizi doesn't want these supplies, but I can't refuse to give them to him. My matter with him has nothing to do with the two villages, and it's not a deep-seated hatred. Kangzi will be staying in Zhangjia Village for a while longer."

“There’s too much stuff for you to take with you. There are no donkey carts in this village, so we can’t help. I need to stay in the village and look after Kangzi for a few more days.”

"unnecessary."

The herb gatherer nodded. "That wolf bit many people, including a couple from Wangjia Village who were killed by it. I must go back to Wangjia Village and explain the situation to the villagers, to give them an explanation. That couple's child is still so young, it's so pitiful!"

After the herb gatherer finished speaking, the village chief and the others prepared to leave.

Carrying so much stuff back now will definitely slow down the journey, and we might not make it back to the village before dark.

“Uncle, we’re too far from the village, and we have too much stuff. It’s both difficult and slow to move it.”

Qin Qiming accepted the herbs from the herb gatherer and followed the village chief out.

“We have ropes. We can tie Kangzi to a stretcher, then tie a board to the rope, put all the things on it, and pull it along. That will make things much easier in the snow, and we’ll definitely be able to get back to the village before dark.”

"This is a good idea!"

Liu Qingsong: "Qiming's idea is indeed feasible, as it is both convenient and easy. I remember that in the big village north of the mountain, they kept dogs and used wooden carts to pull them. We can do the same here, but it will take time to make the wooden planks."

Qin Qiming felt a headache coming on and was dissatisfied with the analogy.

Nevertheless, he understood Liu Qingsong's intentions and didn't say anything more.

"Then let's get started!"

The village chief agreed and they prepared to begin work.

Qin Qiming quickly stopped him: "I think there's an even simpler way, without going through all this trouble. This method requires your involvement."

"What method? As long as it works, I'll do it."

Qin Qiming said with a smile, "Just borrow a plank from the villagers, make a hole in the front, put the things on it, tie it securely with a rope, and then pull it along."

"it is good."

The village chief went directly to Zhang Nose.

"Qiming, do you think it'll be okay for the village chief to find Zhang Zizhi?"

Liu Qingsong was still somewhat worried: "Won't those two start fighting?"

"Don't worry, he definitely won't. He's not the kind of person who likes to cause trouble."

He told the village chief to talk to Zhang Bizi again and give him something; Zhang Bizi would definitely accept it.

This isn't about dividing things up, it's about exchanging them!

He understands the ways of the world: others may refuse, but there are some things you have to give.

Those in power can say that, but those below can't be ignored; they can just find another excuse.

Qin Kang will definitely stay here for a while, and entertaining the villagers will solve a lot of problems.

Zhang Bizi should be able to accept it, right? If he can't, that's not being straightforward, that's just being really stupid.

After a while, it's unclear what the village chief and Zhang Bizi talked about, but the two of them actually went out together.

Zhang Bizi also brought two other people, who brought over a wooden plank, tied it with rope, and helped carry the roe deer wolf up onto it and secure it.

During the move, the village chief stopped them from continuing and argued with Zhang Bizi for a few words.

Zhang Bizi firmly disagreed, and in the end the village chief had no choice but to give in. Only after the rest of the rope was moved up did Zhang Bizi reluctantly agree to let the two tie it up with a rope.

"Zhang Nose, please take good care of your nephew."

"Stop talking nonsense and get lost!"

The village chief called to Liu Qingsong and Qin Qiming, who dragged the planks while Qin Qiming carried a basket full of miscellaneous items, herbs, and wild rabbit skins, and left Zhangjia Village.

On his way back, Qin Qiming encountered the big black rat that had been running in the tree earlier.

Upon seeing the squirrel, he turned and asked, "Have you ever raided a gray squirrel's burrow?"

"You little rascal, you want to eat a squirrel?"

The village chief bent down and continued dragging the plank: "I've done this before. There's a red pine forest on the mountain where many gray squirrels build their nests. If you want to eat some, I'll have my second brother take you there later. But don't take too much. Those things won't be enough to satisfy the squirrels, and if they don't have enough to eat, they'll come into the village to steal things, which will lead to a poor harvest."

"Never mind then, we'll talk about it later."

Qin Qiming remembered the incident at the red pine forest and didn't say anything more.

……

"grandfather!"

As soon as we arrived at the village entrance, before even entering, we heard shouts coming from inside. A boy ran over, followed by several little girls.

The boy ran too fast and fell to the ground.

"Dog, slow down!"

Liu Qingsong shouted from a distance, continuing to drag the planks.

The puppy got up from the snow and ran over as if nothing had happened, attracting a group of children.

"Grandpa, where's my dad?"

“Your father was disobedient, so he sold the goods and brought them back.”

Liu Qingsong laughed and shouted, "Anyone who disobeys will be sold to someone else in exchange for something. Don't block the way, go into the village, it's cold outside."

The little dog was stunned. He looked at the things on the board, then ran into the village, shouting as he ran, "Dad's been sold!"

"Why are you teasing him? He actually believed it," the village chief said unhappily. "How old is the little puppy? Why are you teasing him like that?"

"If we don't tease him now, we won't be able to tease him when he grows up!"

"Dad is back."

Qin Hao, the village chief's second son, took the rope from the village chief and Liu Qingsong, dragged it back to the village, and asked directly, "Where's my brother? Didn't we go out together this morning?"

"He's in Zhangjia Village. Something happened to him. He'll be back in a few days."

"Wolf!"

"Silly roe deer!"

The children's eyes were fixed on the prey; some were timid and hid at a distance, while others shouted and clapped excitedly.

"Where did you go? You didn't go into the mountains to raid wolf dens, did you? You killed so many wolves, did you?"

"Yeah, so many, there must be more than a dozen wolves in total, right? This is wiping out the entire wolf pack, isn't it?"

"That wolf is huge! It must weigh over a hundred pounds!"

"Uncle Tian, ​​you didn't really wipe out the entire wolf pack, did you? In all these years, I've never heard of anyone being able to take down so many wolves at once when hunting them in the mountains."

A young man of sixteen or seventeen stepped forward, looking at the wolf pack in shock: "You really brought back the alpha wolf and wiped out the wolf den?"

“Can we do that? We know the rules in the mountains; we won’t kill them all, we’ll release the rest.”

The village chief said to a middle-aged man next to him, "Xuewen, call your father. It's his turn to take action today."