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

"Don't worry, I absolutely won't tell anyone!" Big Head assured himself, then glared at his two brothers.

The two behind them started blaming each other again, "Don't stand so close to me! I can't stand the smell of urine!"

"If you hadn't been babbling on and on, would I have missed the tiger's footsteps? It's all your fault!"

Big Head's face was as black as charcoal. "You bastard! You hammer! I made you two promise!"

The two men exclaimed, "Big Head Bro! You're the boss!"

Then the two started arguing again...

Zhang Yang looked at Da Tou with sympathy, "Your team is quite difficult to lead."

Big Head adjusted his thick cotton hat and gave a wry smile.

He recalled Zhang Yang's words and started chatting with him, "You just said you're from the Third Production Brigade? There really aren't any lakes over there, no wonder you came all this way to catch fish! But don't panic, there's no winter fishing ban this year, so a lot of people are out fishing. But everyone goes out during the day, nobody wants to wander around at night, it's not safe! By the way, did you catch any fish?"

Zhang Yang and Gao Wen shook their heads sheepishly, "We've already set up the net, so we don't know how the harvest will be."

"Come on! I'll take you! I have the strength and skill!" Big Head put his arm around Zhang Yang's shoulder. "My family has been fishing since my grandfather's generation. We're so tired of eating fish!"

Gawain looked at the tiger on the ground, "The tiger was just left here? And those two..."

Big Head turned and glared at his two foolish brothers, then yelled, "You two shut up for a bit! Keep an eye on the tiger! I'm going with these two to collect the fish! I'll be right back!"

He took the opportunity to wink at his chubby-faced companion.

Zhang Yang noticed Da Tou's little action, but immediately pretended not to see it.

Big Head was still wary.

They said they were going to take them to close the net, probably because they wanted to get them to leave quickly so they wouldn't change their minds.

Zhang Yang understood his feelings, grabbed Gao Wen, and quickly walked towards the frozen lake.

Big Head caught up and put his arm around Zhang Yang's shoulder again. "Brother, I think you're a good shot, your aim is pretty good! But those two shots of yours were enough to knock the tiger down! Who taught you how to shoot?"

"Who else could it be but the older generation of mountain patrolmen?" Zhang Yang chuckled honestly. "What, you want to take my master from me instead of the tiger?"

Big Head became eager, "Brother! As long as you introduce me to a master, I'll share everything I get from fighting with you, okay?"

Zhang Yang frowned, seemingly extremely reluctant, and said with a sneer, "Then go back and ask around in the Third Production Brigade. His name is Zhang Minde, everyone knows him."

Big Head: "Thank you so much!"

As they spoke, the three of them had already walked back to the edge of the ice hole.

Da Tou could tell from the sight of the fishing nets and ropes they had placed on the ice that they were not professional fishermen.

"This kind of net probably won't catch many fish, and at most it will catch some willow roots."

Big Head chattered on and on while helping to haul in the net, "If we had a dozen or so willow roots, that would be great too. We could fry them up when we got back; they'd taste delicious!"

He spoke as he pulled on the fishing net.

As I kept pulling, I realized something was wrong.

Such a small long network shouldn't be this heavy...

With another pull, two large white crucian carp could be seen tumbling and jumping in the fishing net.

Judging by appearance, each one must weigh over ten kilograms!

Are they really newbies?!

How did you manage to catch such a huge white crucian carp?!

That's not all. Inside, there really were the willow root fish he mentioned, silvery white, each about the length of a hand, but there were more than ten of them...

There are probably twenty or thirty of them!

Once the entire net was pulled up, Da Tou carefully counted them and found that besides two large white carp, a bunch of willow roots, and four turtles!

This……

This is a bumper harvest!

"No... bro, how did you do that?"

"Did you put sesame oil in this net?!"

Big Head has naturally prominent sclera (white showing in the whites of his eyes), and now that he's glaring, the area of ​​the whites in his eyes appears even larger, making him look even more frightening.

Even though Gao Wen has become much bolder recently, he was still startled by Da Tou.

Big Head grabbed Zhang Yang as if he'd seen a god of wealth descended from heaven, "Brother! Teach me!"

Gawain: "..."

This scene looks so familiar...

Zhang Yang patted Da Tou's hand and chuckled, "No, no, no, Brother Da Tou, you flatter me too much. I don't know how to fish with a net. This is purely a newbie's luck! Just pure luck!"

Da Tou was half-believing and half-doubting. He looked at Zhang Yang and then at Gao Wen.

Gao Wen immediately straightened his back. "Yangzi is absolutely right."

Big Head still felt something was wrong, so he suddenly leaned closer and sniffed Zhang Yang.

He could actually smell it.

Zhang Yang hasn't eaten the bear meat pie he's carrying yet!

But he's not sure if Da Tou and his gang are truly wicked, so he doesn't intend to be a philanthropist.

Sensing that Da Tou could smell the meat, Zhang Yang quickly clutched his chest, "Brother, this is dry rations my family gave me..."

Big Head was so anxious he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Don't be afraid! I'm not going to take it from you. I just want to ask, what are you carrying?"

"Meat patties." Seeing that he couldn't hide it any longer, Zhang Yang told them about the bear meat. "We accidentally killed a bear, and the whole village shared the meat."

"What is that?! A bear?!" Big Head exclaimed, speechless. "You can fight a bear?! No wonder you killed the tiger so easily just now! Brother! Where do you live? You can't carry all these fish, can you? I'll take you home!"

"No need, no need..." Zhang Yang and Gao Wen were really scared. "The two of us can carry it."

Big Head was extremely anxious. "I want to become an apprentice! I'll go right now!"

Zhang Yang was both amused and exasperated. "Remember this: tomorrow, go to Zhangjiatun and find Zhang Minde. Just say that I recommended you to become his apprentice... Oh, and remember to bring plenty of gifts. These days, teachers don't really take on many apprentices. I'm the one who leads the militia squad in our village; I'm the squad leader."

Big Head's eyes widened again. "Why didn't you say so earlier?! Or I could have just become your apprentice!"

"No, no, you should still become Uncle De's disciple." Zhang Yang just wanted to get more benefits for Zhang Minde.

Besides, he already had enough on his shoulders, not to mention the three dim-witted brothers, Big Head and his two brothers...

He was exhausted.

Zhang Yang and Gao Wen quickly packed up the fishing nets, put them in their baskets, and prepared to go home.

Before leaving, he couldn't help but remind Da Tou, "Your tiger skin is worth at least a hundred, don't sell it for a pittance!"

Seeing that Da Tou was about to glare at him again, Zhang Yang quickly said, "I know where to buy them, and I can take you there later, but let's talk about that after you've finished your apprenticeship! It's getting late, and if we don't go back soon, it might be inconvenient for us to come out again!"

Big Head watched them leave with bated breath, and even after Zhang Yang and Gao Wen had walked two miles away, he still hadn't come to his senses.

It has guns, it has marksmanship, it has guts, it has courage...

This is the best New Year's gift God has given him!

He finally met a master who could guide him!