Reborn at 80: From Village Scoundrel to Billionaire

"Well..." Liu Bei scratched his head, "Three villages plus a forest farm, that's too many people. Plus, I don't know how many were sold. I can't guess. Director Fan, just tell me directly!"

"Um?"

When Zhao Da'e, Lin Wanqiu, Su Yuehe, and Zhao Chunyan heard that there was money to be shared, their ears perked up.

When the surrounding villagers heard that Liu Bei was going to make another fortune, they all craned their necks in envy, their eyes all fixed on Fan Erhe.

Fan Erhe smiled and held up two fingers. "This number!"

"Twenty... dollars?"

Zhao Da'e blurted it out.

"Twenty yuan?" Fan Erhe shook his head. "How could that be? As far as I know, your three daughters-in-law earn more than twenty yuan a day selling grasshoppers in town, don't they? How could we possibly afford that little bit of money!"

"Oh, how much is it?"

Zhao Da'e pressed for an answer.

"Two hundred and twenty yuan!"

"What? Two hundred and twenty yuan? That much?"

The villagers were in an uproar.

After a year of hard work in the fields, their income barely exceeded 200 yuan, averaging 217 yuan.

Liu Bei earned 220 yuan just for helping the forest farm drive away the weasels once, which is more than their annual income.

They make so much money.

"Wow, that's amazing. His income in one go is more than our whole family does in a year of farm work. It's a pity Liu Bei is married; he has a wife! Otherwise, I would definitely marry my daughter to him!"

"He's so good at making money. It's a pity I don't have a daughter, only a sister-in-law. If Liu Bei weren't married, I would definitely arrange for my sister-in-law to marry him, so I could benefit from his wealth!"

"I don't have a daughter or a sister-in-law. I only have an older sister. But my brother-in-law passed away last year. Should I bring my sister back to marry Liu Bei?"

"You wish! Liu Bei already has a wife, why would he marry your sister?"

"Exactly, your sister is a widow. Do you think Liu Bei would want her?"

"Heh, are you all stupid? Liu Bei did have three wives. But they're all divorced!"

"Uh... I think that's how it is!"

"Besides, so what if she's a widow? She's been married before, she has experience. She's even more sought after!"

"That's true, but what if... what if Liu Bei gets divorced again? What then?"

"Let's get a divorce then. At worst, we can stay in the same house even after the divorce. Liu Bei has done that before, hasn't he?"

"..."

Listening to the villagers' chatter, Lin Wanqiu, Su Yuehe, and Zhao Chunyan's expressions grew increasingly grim.

This is like three people trying to steal my man.

hateful.

"Whoosh~"

Suddenly, Zhao Chunyan rushed to an old hunter, snatched his gun before he could react, cocked it swiftly, and pointed it at the gossiping villagers without hesitation, letting out a loud shout.

"Trying to steal my man? I'll beat you to a pulp!"

"Bang!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhao Chunyan pulled the trigger.

The bullet grazed a woman's left earlobe.

quiet!

quiet!

quiet!

In an instant, the entire hall fell silent.

Everyone was stunned by Zhao Chunyan's sudden shooting, their faces showing disbelief.

"Go on, keep talking! Why did you stop?"

Zhao Chunyan cocked the gun again, put her finger on the trigger, and shouted.

"..."

Upon hearing this, the chattering villagers all lowered their heads in fear, and no one dared to gossip anymore, for fear that if they said the wrong thing, they would be shot dead by that crazy woman, Zhao Chunyan.

"You're not going to talk anymore, huh?" Zhao Chunyan raised an eyebrow. "Wouldn't it have been better if you'd said this earlier? Why did you have to make me lose my temper? You all better listen up!"

Zhao Chunyan pointed a finger at Liu Bei and shouted at the whole village,

"Liu Bei's wife can only be one of me, Lin Wanqiu, or Su Yuehe!"

"If any of you dare to make a move on him again, hehe, even if you're my own sisters, I won't show you any mercy!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

After saying that, Zhao Chunyan loaded her gun and fired three shots into the sky.

Each shot was louder than the last.

Three gunshots rang out.

The villagers who had been gossiping were all sweating profusely, and dared not utter a sound.

"Here's your gun back!" Seeing that the intimidation had worked, Zhao Chunyan threw the hunting rifle to the old hunter.

"Clang!"

The old hunter was a little nervous, and his hand suddenly trembled, causing him to drop his gun to the ground.

"..."

Zhao Chunyan's eyebrows furrowed into a circle. "I didn't say anything about you, why are you so nervous?"

"..."

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and pick up the gun! You don't want it? No way, I'm taking it home."

"No, I...I'll pick it up, I'll pick it up right away..."

The old hunter hurriedly bent down and picked up the hunting rifle.

"Remember, a man can't be without a gun. A man without a gun isn't a man," Zhao Chunyan sternly reminded him.

"..."

All the men present were stunned.

Especially Liu Bei.

He always felt that what Zhao Chunyan had just said was ostensibly directed at the old hunter.

Actually, it was said to him.

It means he must take good care of his hunting rifle and not lose it.

Otherwise, he'll be in big trouble.

"This woman... she's really crazy..."

Liu Bei had to admit defeat.

"Cough cough~"

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Fan Sanyuan quickly coughed a few times to smooth things over, "You all heard what my niece Chunyan said, right? Be more honest and down-to-earth, don't go around badmouthing others. Learn to watch your mouths. Otherwise, you'll regret it later. Have you all remembered that?"

"I...I've got it."

The villagers all bowed their heads in response.

"Good that you remembered!" Fan Sanyuan was quite satisfied, and smiled slightly at Zhao Chunyan. "Niece Chunyan, I'm sorry you had to see this. Look, it's getting late. Liu Bei and the others must be very tired from rescuing people in the mountains and need to rest. Why don't you take him back to rest and catch up on some sleep?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Sister-in-law, Brother Xiao Bei must be very tired from hunting. He should go back and rest to recover his strength!"

Fan Erhe quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

"Hmph! I love hearing that!"

Zhao Chunyan rolled her eyes, snorted coldly, and held out her hand to Fan Erhe, "Give it to me!"

"Take...take what?" Fan Erhe didn't quite understand at first.

"What else could we take? Money, of course!"

Zhao Chunyan grumbled in dissatisfaction.

"Oh, right, right. Money... I need to pay..."

After realizing what was happening, Fan Erhe quickly handed the money to Zhao Chunyan.

Zhao Chunyan grabbed the money and came to Lin Wanqiu, stuffing it into Lin Wanqiu's hand.

"Here you go. Two hundred and twenty. Don't drop it!"

"Well done!" Lin Wanqiu gave a thumbs up.

"Hehe... Don't you even know who I am? You dare to try and steal my man? No way!" Zhao Chunyan puffed out her bulging chest, her face full of smugness.

"Pfft~"

Su Yuehe couldn't help but smile and gave Zhao Chunyan a thumbs up.

"Sister Chunyan, you...you're amazing! I'm completely impressed!"

"That's right. Otherwise, how could I have become your sister when Liu Bei ended up marrying me?" Zhao Chunyan tossed her long hair, looking even more smug.

Su Yuehe: "..."