Reborn at 80: From Village Scoundrel to Billionaire

"Haha, you hit it! You got it! Brother Bei, your marksmanship is really good!"

After Fan Ha'er realized what was happening, he burst into laughter.

"What excellent marksmanship!" Fan Dahai exclaimed in amazement.

"Hmm. That's incredibly accurate." Fan Libo gave a thumbs up.

"Whoosh~ Whoosh~"

The golden eagle, having lost one of its claws, became even more frenzied.

It shrieked again, its sharp eyes shifting their focus to Liu Bei, who had shot it.

"call out!!!"

Instantly, the golden eagle swooped down, heading straight for Liu Bei.

"Brother Bei, the golden eagle is flying towards us!" Li Dazhuang shouted immediately.

"Yes. I saw it!"

Liu Bei remained calm under pressure, shouting, "Aim carefully!"

"Okay!"

Li Dazhuang and his men adjusted their gun barrels and moved in sync with the golden eagle's rapid movement.

"Whoosh~"

In the blink of an eye, the golden eagles swooped in.

The other claw suddenly opened and reached for Liu Bei's eyes, clearly intending to blind him first.

In its view, if Liu Bei became blind, he would lose his aim when he tried to shoot.

"Bang!"

At that moment, Li Dazhuang and Tan Si decisively fired their first shots.

"Boom!"

"Pfft~"

One bullet missed, while another struck the golden eagle's intact talon, causing it to splatter blood and flesh.

Liu Bei's face was sprayed with scalding blood.

However, he did not lose his mind.

Instead, he appeared even calmer.

At the same time, he pulled the knife from his leg wrappings.

Taking advantage of the golden eagle's painful screams, he chopped off one of its wings.

"Click~"

He struck with his sword.

However, he did not stop, because the golden eagle's wing was only injured, not broken.

"Die!!!"

Liu Bei's face was filled with murderous intent, and his eyes were bloodshot.

It has to be said that facing a golden eagle, such a colossal creature, is incredibly intimidating.

"Strike while the iron is hot! This blow will surely kill you!"

Liu Bei slashed down with his knife again.

"Pfft~"

Bird blood gushed out wildly again with the golden eagle's breath.

Blood instantly stained Liu Bei's entire body red, making him look extremely disheveled.

"Whoosh~ Whoosh~"

The golden eagle screamed again, but this time its cry was much weaker. After struggling for a few moments, the wing finally separated from its body and fell to the ground.

"Bang!"

As one wing fell, the golden eagle completely lost its balance and plummeted straight down like a silver river, crashing heavily onto the ground covered with decaying leaves.

"Dead! The golden eagle is dead!"

Li Dazhuang was the first to call out.

"Good riddance!" Tan Si clapped excitedly.

"I'll go take a look!"

Fan Mao'er put away her hunting rifle and walked over.

"No, it's not dead yet. Cat, don't touch its mouth. Be careful it doesn't bite you back!" Liu Bei warned, squinting.

"knew!"

Fan Mao'er nodded, walked around to the side of the golden eagle, squatted down, and poked it with her hand.

"Whoosh~ Whoosh~"

Sure enough, the golden eagle really did crash into something and then turned back to call out to Fan Mao'er a few times, opening its mouth wide as if to tear Fan Mao'er's hand apart.

Unfortunately, one of its wings was broken, and both of its sharp claws were shot to pieces, making it unable to stand up at all.

It's like a tiger without its fangs, becoming a sick tiger, unable to stir up any trouble on Sina.

However, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse.

Golden eagles are very heavy and have a sharp beak, so it's best to be careful.

Seeing the golden eagle glaring at her, Fan Mao'er quickly took a few steps back.

"Brother Bei, this golden eagle really isn't dead! What should we do?"

"Bang!"

Liu Bei fired a shot without hesitation.

The golden eagle's head exploded instantly, blood splattering everywhere. Its entire neck lay motionless on the ground, clearly dead beyond any doubt.

"He should be dead by now, right?" Tan Si said, frowning.

"Nonsense. Its head is all cracked open, how could it not die? Do you think it's like a cat with nine lives? I'll go take a look!" Li Dazhuang also walked over and kicked the golden eagle, but the golden eagle didn't move at all.

"Brother Bei is dead. We're safe now!" Li Dazhuang said.

"Good!" Liu Bei stepped forward and poked the golden eagle; it was indeed dead beyond any doubt.

"Ha'er, you can come down now!" Liu Bei looked up and reminded Fan Ha'er.

"Hoo hoo~"

Upon learning that the golden eagle was truly dead, Fan Ha'er patted his chest and let out a long sigh of relief. "I was almost scared to death just now. Brother Bei, thank goodness for your excellent marksmanship! No wonder your three wives divorced you and refused to leave your house. It's because your marksmanship is so good and accurate! I've learned something new!"

Liu Bei: "..."

Black lines appeared all over his forehead.

"Fan Ha'er, stop talking nonsense. Get down here right now! If you don't come down, I'll leave you alone in the mountains to feed the wild animals!"

"Ah? No! I'll go down after I pick the ginseng!"

Upon hearing this, Fan Ha'er panicked and hurriedly walked towards the tree branch.

This time, without the threat of vines and golden eagles,

He walked much faster.

In an instant, he was right in front of the ginseng, and then slowly squatted down.

"Ha'er, pull it out slowly. Don't damage the ginseng after you pull it out, or you'll suffer a huge loss!" Old Tan, as an experienced person, specifically reminded Fan Ha'er, afraid that Fan Ha'er would be too rough and move too much, damaging the ginseng and greatly reducing its value.

"Uncle Tan, don't worry. I'll be careful!"

With a smile, Fan Ha'er carefully and slowly pulled the ginseng out.

Soon, he uprooted the entire ginseng plant.

"Wow, it's huge!"

"So thick!"

"Judging by its appearance, it must be at least eighty years old, right?"

"Yeah. Definitely in eighty years! Xiao Bei, you're rich now. You're rich this time!"

"..."

Everyone stared intently at the ginseng, and one of the older brothers was extremely excited.

"Brother Bei, I'm coming down!"

"Be careful not to damage the ginseng!" Liu Bei warned.

"Okay. Got it!"

After putting the ginseng into his pocket, Fan Ha'er slowly slid down the tree.

Before long, he slid smoothly to the ground.

"Hey kid, quickly bring out the ginseng and let me see!"

Li Dazhuang couldn't wait to see.

"Yes, quickly take it out and let us see!"

Tan Si was also very much looking forward to it.

"Um!"

Fan Ha'er nodded, took out the ginseng, and handed it to Liu Bei.

"There are so many fine spiral horizontal lines on the main root. There are also many pearl-like spots. The skin color is also dark. It's obviously a good product!" Fan Dahai exclaimed.

"That's not all. Look at its rhizome head, not rhizome bowl, but rhizome thread, which is a symbol of high ginseng age. One, two, three... Holy crap, there are... there are a hundred, exactly a hundred."

"Uh, what's that?"

"These are jujube pit nails. Anyone with these means they've lived for at least fifty years! This ginseng is definitely a hundred years old, no doubt about it!"

"A century-old ginseng? My goodness, how much would that cost?"

"You'll have to ask at the traditional Chinese medicine shops in the county town to find out exactly how much you can sell."

"Xiao Bei, what do you plan to do with this ginseng?"

Liu Bei frowned. "Whoever finds it gets a share. We all got it together. Of course, everyone gets a share. But this ginseng was first discovered by the Fan brothers, Fan Dayong and Fan Daqiang. How it's divided depends on what they say. What do you think?"