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

Old Man Jiang was somewhat obsessed.

He stared blankly at the wooden beam lying across his face and the chilly, inky sky, unable to believe what he was seeing.

This is the old house left by his father, where two generations have lived for decades!

He knew the roof had been in disrepair for years, but he never expected it to collapse so suddenly tonight!

"Uncle Jiang, the most important thing is that everyone is safe."

Zhang Yang and Zhao Dong weren't wearing thick cotton-padded trousers at the moment, and the two of them were standing by the door, almost freezing to death!

But the two of them kept digging through the broken tiles and wood in front of them, trying their best to clear a path for the three people trapped inside.

They dug both inside and out, and soon a narrow passage was opened up.

Gao Wen led the way, protecting Old Man Jiang as they followed, while Gao Wu brought up the rear.

As Gao Wen crawled out, he touched Zhang Yang and Zhao Dong's pants and quickly helped them out.

"Hurry up and put them on! Don't catch a cold. You two are really something, why didn't you say so sooner? If you had, I would have found you some pants first..."

The two sides finally met.

Everyone is in good condition overall, with no serious injuries.

Old Man Jiang's mood is a bit off.

The old man looked like he had aged five years overnight, with deeper wrinkles on his face.

The group of five stood in front of the hut with its collapsed roof, looking at the dilapidated and desolate scene, and felt a pang of sadness.

Zhang Yang spoke first: "Uncle Jiang, as long as the green hills remain, there's always firewood to burn! If this house collapses, we can just build another one!"

Zhao Dong chimed in, "Yes, the walls of this house are already quite thin, so they're not very good at keeping warm. We'll help you get some better wood and build the walls thicker so it'll be more comfortable to live in!"

Old Jiang sighed deeply and exhaled a large puff of white breath.

"How many years do I have left in my life? I was planning to live in this house until I die, but I never expected it to collapse..."

Gao Wen: "Uncle Jiang, don't think like that! You must have other relatives, right? Before the new house is built, you can stay at your relatives' house. When the time comes, don't just send meat to your relatives' houses. If you can't reach an agreement on something, you can bring more than ten kilograms of bear meat to their door. Surely no one will turn you away, right?"

Old Man Jiang's smile grew even more somber.

"I'm an old bachelor who hasn't married in decades. What relatives can I rely on?"

"There are hardly any of my peers left, and the younger generation isn't close to me... If I were to trouble them suddenly, I don't know how many attitudes I'd have to endure! I'd rather find a cave to live in."

Zhang Yang felt very ashamed.

The sudden collapse of the old house was inextricably linked to him.

If I hadn't climbed onto the roof today and fired those shots from the roof, maybe this house could have held on for a while longer...

Old Man Jiang has helped him so much, he can't just watch Old Man Jiang be all alone and helpless!

Since he wouldn't be able to sleep tonight anyway, Zhang Yang thought he might as well set off for the city as soon as possible, get to the black market, and wait for buyers.

If we can get rid of the bear and turn it into money as soon as possible, everything will be fine!

The problem now is that the house is gone, and there's nowhere to hide.

Old Man Jiang's legs were not very strong, so he couldn't possibly travel that far with them to the black market in Maoli Town.

"Yangzi, how about the three of you go this time, and I'll stay here with Uncle Jiang!" Zhao Dong volunteered.

He surveyed the room.

“We definitely can’t stay on the ground, but the stove hasn’t collapsed yet! The fire is still burning brightly, so we can stay close to the stove and not freeze to death! Besides, we can hide in the cellar!”

Zhao Dong: "I think we can pack up the usable things first, and then Uncle Jiang and I will go into the cellar to wait for you to come back."

Zhang Yang was delighted. "That's a good idea."

After discussing the plan, they split into two groups: one group stayed in the dilapidated house to continue cleaning up, while the other carried the three or four hundred-pound bear to Maoli Town.

Because he was preoccupied with something, Zhang Yang walked particularly quickly.

Even though Gao Wu has long legs, he still has to jog a few steps every now and then to keep up with him.

This stretch of mountain road was no longer a challenge for them.

Even carrying hundreds of pounds of bear meat on their backs did not slow them down!

The three of them carried the heavy bear on their backs, trudging through the snow, and finally arrived at Chestnut Town.

This was Gao Wen and Gao Wu's first time in Maoli Town, let alone the town's black market.

On the way here, Zhang Yang gave the two brothers a general overview of the rules of the black market.

"To sum it up in one sentence: listen more, observe more, and speak less."

Gao Wen patted Gao Wu on the chest.

"Got it? With your tight-lipped mouth... you'd better keep a close eye on things when you get there. If there's anything you don't understand, come back and ask Yangzi later. Don't just spout nonsense on the spot."

Gao Wu grinned, "Yes!"

When they arrived at the black market, it was just dawn, and there were hardly any black market dealers there yet.

It was deserted all around, like a long-abandoned wasteland.

It was the same vendor he had met before who recognized Zhang Yang first and came over to pat him on the shoulder.

"We meet again so soon! I don't know whether to say you're amazing or just incredibly lucky!"

In front of the black market people, Zhang Yang always appeared to be a very simple and honest person.

He smiled and said, "I can endure hardship and suffering, and with a bit of luck from God, I can barely fill my stomach!"

The vendor who greeted him was a man in his forties with a full beard. He looked quite fierce, but he was actually a kind-hearted person.

"You've come so early, haven't you eaten yet? Come on, I'll take you to have some mutton soup."

"Lamb soup?!" Gao Wu was overjoyed, his eyebrows almost flying off his face. "This place actually has lamb soup?"

But after she finished speaking, she noticed that her older brother was staring at her, so she quickly covered her mouth with both hands.

The bearded man laughed loudly, "What's so special about that! We have everything in our black market! Hey, you guys don't know, do you? A group of out-of-town peddlers came a couple of days ago, bringing some rare stuff like mammoth ivory and worm bones. It really opened everyone's eyes!"

Zhang Yang was unusually alarmed, "Do you have any deer antlers?"

"Yes!" the bearded man clicked his tongue. "I specifically squeezed to the front to see, and he had all sorts of good stuff in his hands. The only problem is the price! Just one item he picked out started at a hundred yuan. Tsk tsk..."

As he spoke, he led Zhang Yang and the other two into another small mud house without a door.

Just like last time, the room was empty, with no furnishings whatsoever.

But if you continue walking in, go down a small staircase to the cellar, you'll be greeted by a delightful aroma.

They really do have mutton soup!

Zhang Yang was also tempted, but a last shred of reason held him back.

"Brother, this soup isn't cheap, is it? I'm afraid the three of us brothers can't afford it..."

"Don't be modest! You're a well-known little hunter king in this area!"

The bearded man familiarly put his arm around Zhang Yang's shoulder. "Besides, Peng Laosi said that you're his brother and that everyone should take good care of you in the future!"