Returning to the small mountain village of '86, intelligence updated daily.

Zhou Ming was already riding his tricycle on the country road, calling out to his brother. The tricycle was full of venison and venison bones.

They didn't take the valuable deer antlers, deer penises, or deer tails, because they were going to keep those to sell for a high price.

Upon hearing the sound, Zhou Rui immediately went outside, followed by Zhao Qingya.

When Zhao Qingya stepped out of her house and saw the venison in the tricycle, her jaw nearly dropped to the ground.

"Brother Rui, what... what is this? It doesn't look like pork."

Zhao Qingya stammered, her tone full of disbelief. She was well-traveled and knowledgeable, but she had never seen venison before.

The meat displayed in the tricycle was a deep red color, darker than the lighter color of pork, and there was a large quantity, which looked to be as much as 130 or 140 pounds.

And there was that huge pile of bones, with some flesh still attached to the bone.

These days, although there are people who can hunt deer, it only happens a few times a year.

Hunters usually took on all the work.

However, Zhao Qingya soon saw the freshly removed and very large deer antlers in the car, which Zhou Rui had specifically asked her to bring.

It's not for selling, but for creating hype.

After all, seeing a freshly cut deer antler can be more convincing for ordinary people who have never seen a deer before, thus prompting them to make a purchase.

"Brother Rui, you guys caught a deer! That's amazing! Did you catch them all, Brother Rui? There are so many!"

Zhao Qingya looked at Zhou Rui with admiration, instinctively feeling that Zhou Rui must have shot the deer.

This is a girl's subconscious affirmation of the person she likes.

Even if they eventually find out that the achievement wasn't due to the person they admire, most people will still subconsciously think that the other person is amazing.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Rui simply smiled reservedly, and then spoke truthfully:

"This is all thanks to our family..."

Zhou Shiwei, standing nearby, could easily see that the girl admired his eldest son, so he retorted almost without lying:

"Hey, Xiao Rui, that's not right. You hunted this water deer yourself; we just helped you bring it back."

"Don't drag us into everything."

In a sense, what Zhou Shiwei said is true.

Zhou Ming, riding his tricycle, chuckled and chimed in:

"Yeah, bro, what are you being modest about at a time like this? We're all family now—"

After Zhou Ming finished speaking, he secretly gave his father a look. Zhao Qingya didn't notice, but Zhou Rui saw it all.

He was quite helpless, but he didn't want to embarrass his own family, so he remained silent. However, Zhao Qingya interpreted this as tacit agreement.

The girl's expression of adoration deepened, her eyes overflowing with such intense admiration that they seemed to drip with tears.

"Brother Rui, you're simply the most amazing person in the world!"

Zhao Qingya's tone was filled with undisguised admiration, while Zhou Shiwei simply stood by and smiled, naturally pleased to see this scene unfold.

Li Lan arrived after hearing the news.

"Wow, Zhou's kid is something else! He actually managed to get such a big deer. Your auntie has always thought you were capable!"

Zhou Rui was helpless. In a sense, he had indeed killed the water deer, but it was still quite unbelievable.

Finally, he nodded shyly, but added:

"My dad and his family were also a great help."

Seeing that it was confirmed, even with the help of elders, it was still quite remarkable. She clearly didn't believe that Zhou Rui could take down a large water deer on his own.

Zhao Qingya had already formed her own heroic fantasy, but Li Lan didn't expose her. Besides, what if? Zhou Rui had already surprised them quite a bit.

She gave a thumbs up, showering him with praise.

"Those little brats in the village can't even compare to you in their sycophancy, well done!"

Zhou Rui shook his head to indicate that nothing of the sort had happened, but Li Lan interpreted this gesture as mere modesty.

Then, Zhou Rui picked up the more than three kilograms of venison that he had already put in his pocket and handed it to Li Lan.

"Aunt Li, here, this is for our family. Take it home and have a taste."

Zhou Rui understands the principles of being a good person. Whether in the previous life or this life, the Zhao family has never had any faults in treating the Zhou family. Now that they have something good, Zhou Rui will not be reluctant to part with it.

Zhou Rui's action startled Li Lan, who quickly declined and used both hands to block the more than three pounds of venison.

"No, no, this isn't pork! Venison is expensive; one pound of venison can buy more than two pounds of pork! This is unacceptable!"

Seeing this, Zhou Shiwei chimed in:

"Girl, please accept it. You've been good to Xiao Rui all these years. This is just a token of the child's filial piety."

Li Lan shook her head upon hearing this. She wasn't the type to take advantage of others. If it were the older women in the village, they would probably be grinning from ear to ear.

In the end, she couldn't resist Zhou Rui's insistence, but she didn't take all of it. She only took a little over a pound as a token gesture, and then paid out of her own pocket to buy a full six pounds.

Her idea was to take some from both her parents' side and Zhao's parents' side for the elders to try.

Zhou Rui only charged Li Lan 2.5 yuan per jin (0.5 kg), while this meat could sell for 3 to 3.5 yuan per jin in the market.

Because the vast majority of people, especially villagers, believe that venison is nutritious, and in fact, that is indeed the case.

Li Lan did not refuse the discount this time, but the way she looked at Zhou Rui became increasingly strange.

It was a look of approval from the mother of her son-in-law.

Seeing this, Zhou Rui had no choice but to quickly find an excuse to leave; he didn't want to be publicly recognized as a relative in front of so many people...

Fortunately, Zhao Jianjun wasn't there, otherwise, the "selling daughter" drama would have played out again.

Zhou Rui fled the scene as if escaping. On the way to the market, Zhou Shiwei said with interest:

"I think that girl from the Zhao family is quite nice. If you're interested, your old man will sell everything he owns to support you!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Rui staggered and nearly fell, then said with a wry smile:

"Dad, I'm still young. Besides, all I want right now is for Grandpa to be healthier so you won't have to work so hard. I haven't thought about anything else."

After Zhou Rui finished speaking, he looked at the small bulge on his father's shoulder, which was caused by the gauze wrapping.

All he wants now is to let things take their natural course, so that his family can live a better life as soon as possible, his grandfather can recover, and his father can stop working so hard.

Zhou Shiwei did not force his eldest son to express his opinion.

The two stopped talking about it. Zhou Ming tried to stir things up several times, but Zhou Rui glared at him and stopped him each time.

There weren't many people along the way, since it wasn't market day, but it still attracted a lot of attention, mostly from people who were busy at their own doorsteps.

Upon seeing the Zhou family and the meat in the tricycle, everyone initially assumed that the Zhou family had hunted another wild boar.

But upon closer inspection, the villagers noticed the enormous, upright antlers and realized that it was a deer.

Many people came up to take a look and ask about the price, but after hearing that it was three yuan per kilogram, they all shook their heads.

Most people couldn't bear to spend so much, but there were exceptions, such as Old Man Xia from the convenience store who bought a full five jin (2.5 kg).

In the end, about 100 kilograms of venison remained after the truckload arrived at the market. However, this was within Zhou Rui's expectations. Being able to sell some on the way was an unexpected bonus.

They can only sell their products faster at the market. State-run restaurants, individual business owners, and employees with "iron rice bowls" (guaranteed job security) are the actual consumer groups.