Reborn at 60: I Helped My Sister Get Rich Starting from Hunting

The villagers rediscovered the excitement they had felt the night before.

When they saw the wolf, who wouldn't be scared!

Zhang Yang, that kid, acted like killing wolves was some trivial, everyday matter. Not only was he not panicked, but he even thought of having everyone spontaneously form a village patrol team...

This kid may seem carefree, but when it comes to important matters, he's reliable and dependable!

Zhang Haiquan could clearly see the approval and appreciation in the eyes of his fellow villagers.

He then realized that Zhang Yang's position as squad leader was secure!

However, while it's easy to form militia squads, weapons are...

As the team leader, Zhang Haiquan has a responsibility to protect the villagers.

He didn't want to hide it from them, so he said it outright in public: "But the guns in our militia squad are all old guns, and the bullets are also very limited... Later, I will entrust the task of forming the squad to Uncle Minde and Zhang Yang, and let them select the people."

"I'll hand over the guns to them too, and they can distribute them to the new team members."

"As for bullets..."

At this moment, Zhang Yang interjected, "Captain, I have a suggestion."

Zhang Haiquan looked at Zhang Yang with a hint of expectation in his eyes, "Tell me about it."

Zhang Yang calmly said, "First of all, these two wolves cannot be left in the village. Until we are sure whether there are any other wolves on the mountain, we must take precautions. Keeping these two wolves around will only cause endless trouble in the future."

The surrounding villagers exclaimed in fear, "Yes! That was too dangerous!"

Zhang Yang continued, "Secondly, although I killed these two wolves, the gun belongs to the public, and we will need to clean them up together. So, I think we can sell the wolves, get the money, and then find a suitable channel to buy guns and bullets to distribute to the new militia members!"

After he finished speaking, Zhang Haiquan frowned, but did not show any surprise.

In his mind, he no longer considered Zhang Yang to be an ordinary young man.

Zhang Haiquan also heard that Zhang Yan wanted a divorce and that Wang Jie was demanding 88 yuan in compensation from the Zhang family for food rations.

Zhang Haiquan felt that Zhang Yang had taken on the responsibility of supporting his family, which inspired his fighting spirit and led to such a big change.

This is definitely a good thing!

But where is he going to sell the wolves?

If word got out that someone had purchased firearms and ammunition without authorization, how much trouble would that cause?

Zhang Haiquan was somewhat undecided.

At this moment, Zhang Minde stepped forward and said, "Captain, I vouch for Yangzi!"

As a veteran mountain patrolman, Zhang Minde understands all about discipline!

He didn't want to put Zhang Haiquan in a difficult position, after all, he was the captain, and so many eyes were on him!

If others follow suit and break the rules, the production team will be difficult to manage in the future.

Therefore, he came to vouch for Zhang Yang!

Zhang Minde puffed out his chest, "No matter what happens in the future, it's all on me! I'm an old man, there's nothing I won't risk!"

Other villagers stepped forward and said, "Zhang Minde, you're the one being shown up, aren't you?"

Zhang Minde was taken aback, thinking that everyone was going to object.

Unexpectedly, the villagers all stepped forward and volunteered, saying, "I can vouch for Yangzi too!"

"I can do it too!"

"I do too!"

Each promise was louder than the last, making Zhang Haiquan's eyes well up with tears.

"We don't need so many guarantors!" Zhang Haiquan exclaimed excitedly. "It seems our Zhangjiatun is quite united! In any era, unity is strength! What happened today, if you don't tell and I don't tell, it will remain a secret in our Zhangjiatun!"

"I absolutely won't tell!"

"Let's see who dares to say that! The entire Zhangjiatun village will raze their house to the ground!"

The villagers raised their arms and shouted, all working together to protect Zhang Yang.

By this point, Zhang Haiquan had no more worries.

"You got frostbite on both hands for everyone's safety, and the villagers have all seen it!" Zhang Haiquan said with emotion.

Zhang Yang withdrew his hand sheepishly, "It's all what I should do!"

"Alright, you two can handle the wolf matter together! Now that the militia team is settled, I can finally get a good night's sleep!" Zhang Haiquan smiled.

Having received confirmation, Zhang Yang felt at ease.

After Zhang Minde saw Zhang Haiquan off, the villagers gathered around, smiling and greeting Zhang Yang, "Hello, team leader!"

Zhang Yang quickly waved his hand, "No, no, uncles and aunts, please just call me Yangzi!"

"What's there to be afraid of! You weren't scared when we were killing wolves, so you're definitely worthy of being called squad leader!"

"That's right, squad leader!"

"Squad leader!"

Half of what the villagers said was a joke, and the other half was genuine joy.

Who doesn't want their life to get better and better!

With better protection, the village can feel more at ease and secure!

Zhang Yang no longer refused the title, but he was still a little unaccustomed to it. He scratched his head and gave everyone a plan for dealing with the wolves.

"To be honest, Dongzi and I plan to head to town today and find a way to get rid of these two wolves."

"It will take quite a while to go there and back, so let's get going!"

"After we drag the wolf away, please dig up the snow stained with wolf blood, preferably with the soil underneath, and transport it outside the village, the farther the better!"

He didn't need to explain further; the villagers all understood.

This is for prevention!

Luckily, he was bold and careful!

Zhang Yang didn't dare to delay. Together with Zhao Dong, they dragged the wolf onto the cart, found some things, covered the headless dead wolf at home, and moved it out as well, taking it away with them.

Even if you walk fast, it will take at least half a day to get to Maoli Town.

You never know who you'll run into along the way.

Zhang Yang didn't want to attract too much attention, so he asked Li Huifang for an old cloth sheet, covered the cart with it, and then hurriedly left Zhangjiatun.

Half a day later, the two arrived safely in Maoli Town.

After asking around several times, I finally found the location of the black market.

This place was originally a temporary medical point during the war.

Several small, earthen houses lined up together, forming what is now the black market.

The earthen house was extremely simple, but the things displayed on both sides were all rare and unusual.

"Yangzi! Look at that head! What kind of skull is that?"

Zhao Dong was extremely excited, pointing at a huge yak head and shaking Zhang Yang's arm.

Zhang Yang couldn't explain why he recognized this thing, so he could only say, "I've never seen it before either."

An old man next to him scoffed, "What are you shouting for? Keep your voice down! Don't you know this is a black market? Are you afraid of causing trouble?"

Startled by his words, Zhao Dong immediately fell silent, holding onto the cart and walking more cautiously.

Zhang Yang sized up the people selling things; each of them had a shrewd look in their eyes.

He's obviously a veteran of the black market.

He once had a chance encounter where an old monk taught him how to read people's faces.

Half of the people on this black market are not good people; they all have blood on their hands.

Therefore, as soon as he stepped into this place, he sensed a hostile atmosphere.

It was Zhao Dong, young and fearless, with a straightforward and outspoken nature, that allowed the old man to seize the opportunity and intimidate him.

Zhang Yang turned his head and whispered to Zhao Dong, "Stay close to me for a bit and don't say anything out of the ordinary. If anyone asks what's in this car, don't answer. Most of the people you see are sellers; our customers might not be them. We might have to wait."