"Moreover, those who go into the mountains for the first time have experience. If they give up, then new people can be selected to fill the gap. Each time, there are always ten people," the village head said.
Everyone looked at the man who was entering the mountains for the first time.
They all stood tall, and none of them looked like they were about to give up.
Yes, they dared to go even when it was so dangerous the first time, so there's absolutely no reason for them to give up now.
However, those who want to go can still register first. If more wild boars are hunted, more people will be needed to carry the pork, so manpower will still be required.
"Tomorrow, we will go into the mountains again," the village head announced.
Leaving wild boars on the mountain for even a day would pose a huge threat to Tiejian Village.
When it came time to prepare, everyone in the village was incredibly enthusiastic, some cutting down trees, others contributing their own hoes and shovels... The equipment for this trip up the mountain was definitely much better than the first time.
"Let's go cut down trees!"
"My hoe is still brand new and works really well. I'll go get it for you."
"I only have a long spear passed down from my ancestors, a family heirloom. I'm bringing it out for the sake of everyone in the village."
Looking at this scene, Yin Lan was very gratified. Firstly, everyone had concerns, but this time, the whole village was truly working together towards a common goal.
Apart from Chen Dafu and a few others.
They initially dismissed it, but seeing everyone working so enthusiastically, Sun the Rascal became a little tempted. "If they kill another wild boar this time, we won't get any pork."
Chen Dafu slapped him on the forehead. "Last time it was just luck. This time, hehe, luck might not be so good. Maybe no one will come back alive!"
Chen Dafu was so certain because he had actually encountered wild boars once when he was rushing up the mountain. Good heavens, there were thirty or forty of them, which almost scared him to death.
Last time, these people encountered five heads and barely managed to kill them.
Did they think there were only a few left on the mountain? They probably didn't know there were so many more... Ten people against dozens of wild boars, they were doomed.
Several people were killed or injured in Long Spear Village, and the people of Iron Sword Village were all deceived by this Yin family. Only after suffering losses will they realize that Chen Dafu was right.
Looking at the bustling scene, Yin Lan didn't need any help. Besides, she was thinking about going to the county town. She had already prepared everything, and since she wouldn't be going into the mountains until tomorrow, she might as well go to the county town today.
Looking at this weather, it's getting colder every day. Once it snows heavily, it won't be easy to go to the county town anymore.
The men responsible for going into the mountains were also allowed to go home and rest.
As Yin Lan walked home, Zhao Dashan saw her and silently followed her.
There was only one large basin of things this time, not much. The real prize was the stone, but Yin Lan didn't take it out.
Just as she was carrying the basin out the door, Zhao Dashan happened to be pulling his oxcart along.
Zhao Dashan looked around and noticed that the items this time were somewhat different from the Fairy Flower Jelly from last time. Yin Lan also generously opened them up.
The translucent, soft, and bouncy thing was studded with wild berries and sprinkled with white crystalline particles, which turned out to be white sugar.
Moreover, it was steaming hot from the top, making it look warm.
Good heavens, sugar was a very precious thing in this era. Even a bowl of sugar water was something people would lick clean.
Zhao Dashan could imagine that this translucent thing must taste similar to Fairy Flower Jelly, with sour wild fruits inside and sweet sugar on the outside. Drinking it hot would definitely be incredibly comforting.
This is different from the last one. He had no idea what the woman who made it used or what she was thinking to create such a dish. It was truly astonishing and amazing.
"Your wife is amazing! How did you know how to do all this?"
Just make up any excuse to get out of it. "My maternal grandfather used to be a food maker, and a distant uncle of mine really came back from the capital and taught me how to do it."
Anyway, no one will really investigate further. Grandfather? He's long gone.
Zhao Dashan clicked his tongue in amazement, wondering why he didn't have such a powerful maternal grandfather and uncle.
However, even if he did, he certainly wouldn't have had the patience to learn it when he was young, unlike his wife who still remembers what she learned when she was young. That's really amazing.
The oxcart swayed and rattled as it headed towards the county town.
This time, there will be fewer people on the road.
Last time the weather was nice, a bright and sunny day, but this time the sky is overcast, and it looks like it's going to rain. The cold wind is howling, it's really too cold.
Yin Lan wrapped the tattered quilt containing the jelly even tighter, hoping the temperature wouldn't drop too quickly.
It seems this food can only be sold this one time; we'll have to think of something else next time.
Yin Lan touched the stone in her bosom, took it out and handed it to Zhao Dashan, "Brother Dashan, look at this. I found it in the mountains when I was slaughtering a pig. Do you want a calligraphy brush? Do you think I can sell it in the county town?"
Zhao Dashan took it and looked at it. The item was quite nice, but it was just a rock. How could it possibly sell?
Zhao Dashan had no idea about the quirks of scholars and thought Yin Lan was just daydreaming.
However, Yin Lan only showed it to him briefly to make sure that her money had a legitimate source.
Zhao Dashan was still sighing, "This Chen Yourun's wife is really obsessed with making money. Doesn't Chen Yourun get a stipend of 500 coins? Actually, it's not too bad to make a living even if you're tight on money."
The two of them hurried along the country road, each lost in their own thoughts.
On the official road, a carriage sped by.
Inside the car, Chen Yourun was tall and had long legs, so he couldn't lie down and could only sit. Even so, his injured leg was slightly curled up.
Xiao Wu, who had come back with him, lifted the carriage curtain to peek at the swirling snow outside, then quickly closed it again, exhaling a breath of fresh air. After all, Chen Yourun's leg injury was still quite serious. "Brother Chen, why don't we rest? Your leg..."
Chen Yourun opened his slightly narrowed eyelids, revealing sharp eyes. "No need, hurry up and get going."
Xiao Wu also sighed.
He didn't know why Brother Chen was suddenly in such a hurry to go back. He had never accepted any favors from his superiors before, but he had actually agreed to the carriage arranged by the young master.
I slept in the carriage the whole way, if it weren't for the horses needing rest.
Xiao Wu thought that this car probably couldn't stop for even a moment.
Chen Yourun's deep gaze fell on the heavy snow fluttering in the carriage curtain. It was so cold...
He couldn't help but think of that letter, written by his mother. His mother wouldn't lie to him, so why would this Yin Shi mistreat even her own son?
The thought of his son in this weather, wearing only a thin layer of clothing, without even rice porridge to drink, and having to fight with dogs for food, broke his heart, and his gaze turned as cold as a knife.
If she really was like that... how could she do that...?
The veins on Chen Yourun's hands bulged.
"Brother Run, your leg... if your wife knew it wouldn't get better, she'd be so heartbroken..."
Chen Yourun's gaze was cold. "She knows. If she knew, she would probably be eager to divorce him."
He closed his eyes in disappointment and anger. "Faster, faster."
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