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

Zhang Yang's thoughts returned to the black bear outside.

"We didn't borrow a cart this time. How are we going to get this bear, which weighs several hundred pounds, into the city?"

Old Man Jiang: "What else can we do? We can only chop it into eight pieces!"

It takes a lot of strength to kill such a big bear!

The group thought that it would be even more difficult to handle once it froze, so they should take advantage of the fact that its body still had some warmth and deal with it as soon as possible.

So everyone took out their machetes and got to work quickly and efficiently.

Seeing that they were about to do strenuous work again, Old Jiang cooked another pot of food for them.

Every now and then, he would open the window and look out, unable to resist praising, "You guys are all quite strong, you're obviously good at housework! If I were forty years younger, I'd definitely be just as capable as you!"

Old Jiang's cabbage soup was ready, and the four of them had also slaughtered the bear.

Old Jiang rummaged through his old trunk at home and found some old cloth, wrapped the bear's head in it, and then tied it with a rope.

"Be careful when you're out and about, and don't be too flashy."

"Those people in the city may seem knowledgeable, but they may not have seen these wild creatures in the mountains before!"

"They're actually quite timid!"

"If you were to wander around the streets carrying a bear's head, scaring the elderly and children and attracting the attention of the police, they might just arrest you!"

"So, it's best to be cautious and avoid any unnecessary complications."

As Old Jiang spoke, he generously took out several more pieces of cloth and wrapped up the bear's paws and body as well.

"It's getting late, so I'll pack these things up! You guys should head out early tomorrow, and if you find a suitable buyer, sell them quickly and go home early!"

"Four such strong young men, gone for a whole day and night, their families must be worried! They should finish their business and go home as soon as possible!"

Seeing that Old Jiang was planning to wrap up all the bear meat, Zhang Yang quickly stopped him.

"Uncle Jiang, I think the meat on this bear's foreleg elbow is quite good; it's chewy!"

"Although it's not as chewy as the hind leg, it's easy to bite. Since your teeth aren't very strong, I won't recommend the hind leg. If you find the front leg too tough to chew later, just stew it a little longer until it's very tender."

As he spoke, Zhang Yang took the black bear's front leg, which was not yet wrapped up, into his hand.

Old Jiang quickly waved his hand, "You all provided guns, bullets, and manpower to help me get rid of this scourge. I should occasionally give you something to thank you, why do you want to share meat with me? This meat is all earned by yourselves, you can take it and sell it!"

Old Man Jiang's words were met with unanimous opposition.

Zhao Dong: "That won't do! If it weren't for you, we would have had no idea there were bears in the mountains around here."

Gao Wu: "That's right! Without your house, we wouldn't have such a good hiding place."

Gao Wen: "Uncle Jiang, please accept this! We'll be staying here tonight!"

While they were trying to persuade Old Man Jiang, Zhang Yang quickly cut off a piece of flesh weighing over ten kilograms from his chest and leg.

With a thud, it was thrown onto the stove.

Zhang Yang: "Uncle Jiang, if you prefer fresh meat, you can leave it outside to freeze. If you want to make marinated meat, my brother Dongzi is a master at marinating meat."

Zhao Dong responded enthusiastically, "That's right! In the past, I was the one who cured all the meat in our family during the winter. I started learning how to cure meat from my dad when I was about ten years old, and I know exactly how to use salt!"

Seeing that he couldn't refuse, and also because Zhao Dong's words about the cured meat had whetted his appetite, Old Jiang reluctantly accepted the piece of meat.

Old Jiang: "Before you go back to the village, come back here again and take some of these potatoes and sweet potatoes with you. I dug up a lot in the fields in the fall, and the cellar is almost full!"

Zhang Yang wanted to refuse.

Since Old Man Jiang lives alone, he can't be sure he can go out to forage for food every day. These things won't spoil by the time spring arrives, so he can keep them and eat them slowly.

However, Zhao Dong picked up on Old Jiang's words, "Uncle Jiang, the land around here is really good for growing potatoes! I just took a look in the cellar, and the potatoes are all bigger than my fist. If you put them in the stove to roast until they're crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, it'll be so satisfying to eat them."

Old Jiang laughed heartily, "You really know how to eat!"

Seeing that the two of them were getting along quite well, Zhang Yang didn't want to spoil the mood and said anything to refuse.

They had to leave early in the morning, so they made the most of their time to get some sleep.

Zhang Yang was suddenly awakened in the middle of the night.

He felt as if something was about to happen, and he sat up abruptly from the kang (a heated brick bed).

Zhao Dong slept next to him, but his sleep wasn't very sound. When he saw him wake up, he sat up abruptly and put on his clothes.

"What's wrong, Yangzi?"

Zhang Yang wrapped himself in a cotton-padded coat and tiptoed out of the small wooden house.

The bear, which had already been dismembered, was wrapped in a cloth and tied up with ropes, and piled outside like a small pile of stones.

Now that there's some snow on it, it's even harder to tell what it originally was.

Zhao Dong caught up with them. "Did you hear something?"

Zhang Yang shook his head.

He just felt uneasy, but didn't know what was wrong.

Perhaps it was because I was too nervous about hunting bears today, so my nerves were on edge and my mind hadn't had time to fully relax.

"It's cold outside, let's go inside and talk."

As Zhang Yang spoke, he pushed Zhao Dong back.

However, just as the two were about to take a step, they suddenly heard a strange creaking sound.

The sound was so faint that it seemed to come from neither a human nor an animal, but rather like a sound squeezed out from a crack in the rocks...

Just as Zhang Yang was vaguely thinking about something, the roof of the small wooden house next to them suddenly collapsed!

A thick snowdrift slid down, burying them completely!

The hut collapsed!

Zhang Yang dug his way out of the snowdrift as fast as he could, finally managing to squeeze out and breathe in the fresh air.

Looking at Zhao Dong next to him, although he was a step slower, he also managed to break free with difficulty.

"Rescue!"

The two exchanged a glance and hurriedly returned to the hut.

However, the collapsed roof had left the interior in complete disarray, making it impossible to see anything.

"Uncle Jiang! Gao Wen! Gao Wu!"

Zhang Yang called out loudly to the three of them.

"We're alright!" Gao Wen's voice quickly came from the ruins. "A beam was leaning over us and it shielded us from the falling tiles!"

Gao Wen kept saying he was safe, but he still noticed that Gao Wu's forehead was bleeding.

Several places were scratched by tiny pieces of tile, leaving deep cuts from which beads of blood were oozing out.

It was just a minor injury, nothing life-threatening, so Gao Wen suppressed his distress and didn't make a fuss.

The most important thing right now is how to get out of these ruins!

The two brothers were agile enough to climb out easily, but they also had to escort Old Man Jiang!

"My house, my house..." Old Jiang lay in the ruins, his face covered in snow and dust.