Back in the 1980s, hiking in the mountains was also a way of life

After being scolded by Wang An, Huang Zhong didn't argue back, but instead pouted and said:
"Anyway, big brother, no matter who you want to kill, just give me the order, and I'll definitely take care of him. If I can't escape, I won't implicate you. I'll just shoot myself in the head and end it all."

When Huang Zhong said this, his face was full of determination and resolve, clearly indicating that he was prepared to die at any moment.

Wang An knew that Huang Zhong's words were not meant to express loyalty or to flatter him, but rather they reflected his true feelings.

However, after his rebirth, Wang An deliberately stayed away from those illegal and drunken activities. The key point is that he himself is a security guard, so there is no need to resort to dark means for many things.

Having been reborn, if Wang An still relies on walking the line between lawlessness and drunkenness, then his rebirth would have been in vain.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as very special cases.
For example, if he suddenly ran into an armed robber, Wang An would never think too much about it and would just kill him first.

Wang An sighed and didn't try to persuade Huang Zhong anymore, because no matter what Wang An said, Huang Zhong wouldn't listen.

The main issue is that Huang Zhong, perhaps because he's watched too many movies, has completely immersed himself in the role of Wang An's bodyguard, or even Wang An's assassin.

He always wanted to do dirty work for Wang An, or help Wang An get rid of people he wanted to kill, just like in the movies.

Wang An had tried to persuade him several times to bring him back to the world of normal people, but the boy was young but stubborn and insisted on his own ideas.

Wang An patted Huang Zhong on the shoulder and said with a smile:
"You've followed me around this once, so as your older brother, I can't just say I've driven you to your death, right? Damn, you're underestimating your older brother's power, hahaha."

Then, Wang An patted Huang Zhong's head and said:
"There's no need to go to such lengths to deal with a traveling peddler. You just need to find out where he's staying."

Seeing Huang Zhong's rather puzzled look, Wang An explained further:

"When the time comes, I'll find an excuse to send him straight to the fence for a few days. Once he's there, he'll confess everything. Don't worry, dealing with these scoundrels is a piece of cake for your older brother."

After listening, Huang Zhong nodded heavily and said:

"Okay, brother, I got it. I'll definitely find his hideout tomorrow."

Wang An said:

"Okay, take your time, don't rush, and try not to let him know you're watching him. Oh, by the way, before you go out tomorrow, come to my room and drink some deer blood. After that, wear more clothes and wrap yourself up tightly, otherwise riding a horse can be quite cold."

The reason for saying this is that Wang Anke knows all too well how miserable it is to ride a horse or motorcycle in the dead of winter; it can practically freeze a person to death.

Huang Zhong suddenly asked Wang An:

"Brother, which horse should I ride tomorrow?"

Wang An thought for a moment and said:
"Pick an Oroqen horse to ride. They are steady and have great stamina. They can run all day without any problems."

Huang Zhong nodded, agreeing with great delight:

"Okay, brother."
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After giving Huang Zhong his instructions, Wang An went to his parents' room and saw that his father, Comrade Wang Dazhu, had already finished removing the meat and tendons from the mutton.

Meanwhile, Wang Dazhu was using a scale to weigh the medicinal herbs that would be added to the wine jar along with the bones. These herbs included ginseng, lingzhi, wolfberry, astragalus, eucommia, and other herbs used for making the wine.

Wang An obtained many recipes for making medicinal wine from Fang Xiu'e, and also bought a lot of Chinese herbs from the pharmacy. In addition, when Wang Dazhu and his wife were picking mushrooms, they also gathered a lot of Ganoderma lucidum, wolfberries, and Astragalus membranaceus. So, if they wanted to make medicinal wine at home, they would not lack Chinese medicinal materials.

"Dad, how's the brewing of this liquor going? Do you need my help?" Wang An asked, seeing his father so focused and serious.

Wang Dazhu continued weighing the medicinal herbs, saying without looking up:
"No need, I'll be done soon. In a little while, move that small jar of wine made with sheep's blood and that jar of wine made with sheep's spine to your room. I think this sheep's blood is really good, even more medicinal than deer antler blood. Have a cup before you go to sleep if you have nothing else to do."

Wang An nodded and smiled:

"Okay, then I'll take the two jars from my room in a bit. Dad, wait a few days, and I'll catch a few more yaks so we can make more wine."

Upon hearing this, Wang Dazhu's eyes lit up, and he said:

"You're really good at catching this thing, you're absolutely amazing at catching this thing."

After a pause, Wang Dazhu suddenly said:

“Xiao An, when you go to the county town again, go to the supply and marketing cooperative and buy some yeast. We have plenty of grain at home, enough to feed the livestock. I’m thinking we should make some wine ourselves.”

Although the restrictions had been lifted at this point, grain could only be traded in small quantities privately; large-scale buying and selling was not permitted.

The only way to convert large quantities of grain into money was to sell it to grain depots.

At this time, the grain stations not only did not offer high prices for grain, but due to the "price scissors" effect, the prices were even lower than the market prices.

Most importantly, the grain depots had very high quality requirements for the grain they purchased, sometimes even matching the standards for grain delivered to the state, and often refused to accept it.

To put it bluntly, whether or not the grain can be purchased, and whether it meets their requirements, is ultimately a matter of their word.

However, Wang An did pay attention to the prices of grains and meat.

Compared to the previous two years, grain prices have risen significantly this year, as have meat prices.

Rice and wheat flour are now 3 cents to almost 4 cents per pound, corn is over 2 cents per pound, and pork has reached 1 yuan per pound.

As for the meat of wild boar and bear, it has also increased in price, reaching the price of domestic pork, which is more than 70 cents per pound, no longer the 30 or 40 cents per pound of a few years ago.

I just don't know why this price increase is happening, or if it's related to the liberalization of the market.

However, Wang An knew that the price of grain in China had always been very stable. Even in later generations, the highest purchase price for corn was only around 1 yuan.

Anyway, Wang An has lived two lives and has never heard of anyone who can get rich by farming!

Not only will you not make a fortune, sometimes you'll even lose money when you do the math.

That's absurd!

Upon hearing that his father could brew wine, Wang An was momentarily stunned and subconsciously asked Wang Dazhu:
"Dad, you also know how to make liquor? When did you learn that? I didn't know!" (End of Chapter)