Listening to the children chattering away, Jiang Wenwan smiled.
"That's so dangerous. You all should go home quickly. I'll just wander around outside the mountain."
Garlic Sprouts looked at her with disbelief.
"Sister Jiang, it's really dangerous in the mountains. If you want to eat meat, I have some salted pork at home."
One yuan per pound.
Jiang Wenwan was immediately amused by him.
This kid has started doing business with her.
"Okay, if I want to eat salted pork, I'll come to your house to exchange it."
"Okay!"
The children nearby immediately joined in the commotion.
“My family has soybean paste, which is also one yuan per pound.”
Jiang Wenwan almost burst out laughing. Soy sauce for only one yuan? That's pure robbery!
She teased the child, asking:
"Did you know that an egg only costs three cents?"
How can a bowl of soybean paste be more expensive than an egg?
The little child was stunned by her question.
Even the little children shouted:
“My family has a wasteland.”
Jiang Wenwan could no longer care about her image and burst into laughter.
Another little kid's eyes lit up and he joined in the shout.
"My family also has a shortage of organic crops."
Jiang Wenwan laughed until tears streamed down her face.
"You think I don't know? 'Machine shortage' means you're in debt. Do you expect me to spend money to buy things when you're in debt?"
"Young man, you have a bright future; even capitalists would weep with joy."
The five-year-old scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.
He heard his family say that there was a shortage of machinery at home, but he didn't actually know what that meant.
Jiang Wenwan smiled and gently patted her belly, dismissing them.
"Alright, alright, you guys go play somewhere else!"
The children, led by the garlic sprouts, ran off to play somewhere else.
How could Jiang Wenwan not go to the mountains?
She was extra careful when she heard about the animal traps.
There's no one in these mountains, except for the occasional chirping of insects and birds.
She carefully looked at the ground for rabbit droppings. If there were any, she could find the rabbit by following the direction of the droppings.
She took out her military knife and whittled a stick in one hand, while in the other hand she had already taken out her most frequently used silenced AK28.
This is a small pistol with a silencer at the front, producing a volume of only five.
Although it's not completely silent, it's already at the highest technological level.
Furthermore, it has a long range and low recoil.
Following the direction of the rabbit poop, she hadn't gone far when she actually saw a gray-furred rabbit.
She quickly glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then swiftly pulled the trigger.
"Thump," a very soft sound, so quiet that it could be easily masked if someone were coughing.
The rabbit fell to the ground with a thud, and with a flick of her hand, she put the gun in her hand into her spatial storage.
She could use a slingshot, but she just couldn't resist the urge to use it.
Reaching the gray rabbit, he inserted the wooden stick he had previously whittled into the rabbit's head, right where the gun was positioned, and then spun it around.
She perfectly destroyed the wounds caused by the bullets, then squatted down and put the spent cartridge cases into her storage space.
Holding the rabbit by its ears, she continued searching for it.
After finding another one, she used the same method, specifically targeting the rabbit's head, just to get the rabbit's intact fur.
This province of Kyrgyzstan does not produce cotton, but it does produce furs, the hides of various animals.
This will also be a source of income for her in the future. She will take advantage of the fact that wild boars and tigers are not yet protected animals to cause some trouble.
Wild boars, in particular, will become very arrogant in a few decades, coming down the mountain to eat their fill in the villagers' fields before going back up the mountain.
They came arrogantly and left arrogantly, and no one dared to kill them.
Because at that time, they were already a Class II protected animal in China.
She should take advantage of this opportunity to get a few more.
However, since she's on the periphery at this time, she's unlikely to run into anyone.
My body hasn't fully recovered to its peak condition from my previous life, so I don't dare to take any risks.
After finding a big tree, we rested for a while and then took the rabbit into the space.
She hadn't been able to exercise in her space for the past two days, so she took the opportunity to do some simple stretching exercises.
He took another nap in the space and ate some bird's nest and other good things he had accumulated in his previous life.
When she came down the mountain, she carried a stick with two rabbits strung on the back of it.
We strolled leisurely down the mountain.
"Hey! Jiang Zhiqing, you actually managed to catch a rabbit?"
Some villagers saw it and came over to watch.
Jiang Wenwan greeted him cheerfully.
"Hello fellow villagers! You've worked hard, fellow villagers. I'm just lucky that a rabbit thought I was a tender blade of grass and wanted to take a bite."
Hey! I can't tolerate this temper of mine; I'll just kill it with a stick!
As the villagers listened to her speak, some couldn't help but laugh and ask:
"Really? This rabbit can hop so fast, with those short legs."
The moment you see it, it darts away, leaving only a shadow.
Jiang Wenwan is crazy; she must be crazy to race a rabbit.
"That's right, if it hadn't bumped into my foot by itself, I wouldn't have had such good luck!"
By the way, do any of you ladies know how to skin rabbits? I think this rabbit pelt looks nice; I'll save it up and make a wool scarf for winter.
Upon hearing her say that, people immediately rushed to join in.
"I, I can peel it."
"I can do it too, it's a family heirloom."
"Me too, my family does it too."
Using the original owner's memories, Jiang Wenwan found the most honest and law-abiding family.
After all, this is a long-term collaboration.
She also saw Aunt Zhang open her mouth, but given that her husband loved to gamble, she certainly couldn't give the leather to them.
If her husband loses at cards again, he might just use his own rabbit pelt as payment.
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