1940s: I supported my wife and sister-in-law by hunting.

Chen Gaoshan dared not be careless. This wild boar was very resilient. If it suddenly kicked out before it died, it wouldn't be worth getting kicked.

If it's going to die, it should die a complete and utter death.

He raised his gun and fired another shot at its head.

Once he confirmed the wild boar was dead, Chen Gaoshan put the Type 38 rifle back into his spatial storage, bent down and pulled out the short knife strapped to his calf, and forcefully slashed at the boar's neck to bleed it.

With that one cut, he truly felt the thickness of the wild boar's hide. He rubbed it twice more before finally managing to cut open the skin on its neck.

I need to sharpen the knife properly when I get back; it's gotten a bit dull.

Seeing the blood flowing from the wild boar's neck, Chen Gaoshan turned to look at the spot where the wild boar had just scratched.

In these deep mountains and forests, wild boars and badgers are most adept at finding ginseng to eat.

As for why ginseng is called "club," it's a custom passed down from generation to generation in the mountains.

They say they're going up the mountain to collect ginseng, but if you just call them ginseng, the old ginseng that's been around for ages has already become a spirit and can understand human speech, so it will quietly run away and hide.

You can call it a club, but the ginseng spirit won't realize it's calling it, so it will stay where it is and won't run away, thinking it's hiding well.

Chen Gaoshan squatted down and reached out to clear away the soil that the wild boar had loosened, wanting to see if the beast had been digging so desperately just now for a club.

The fruit has a unique flavor; the root is sweet with a hint of bitterness, and the wild boars and badgers in the mountains have very keen noses and love to dig up this nutritious food to satisfy their cravings.

Looking at the mud that had been bulldozed and ruined, Chen Gaoshan couldn't help but feel worried. If the club that had finally grown was eaten by wild boars, it would be a real waste of the treasures in this forest.

However, upon further reflection, he realized he could accept it. Pigs gain weight from ginseng, and he would nourish himself by eating wild boar. In any case, the benefit would ultimately fall into his hands, so it wasn't a loss.

He walked quickly to the spot where the wild boar had dug, but there wasn't a single decent ginseng bud or stalk left.

Chen Gaoshan pursed his lips, took out his sickle, and dug around in the loose mound of earth several times.

You know, these guys aren't easy to find; you can't just randomly run into one.

But the more I thought about it, the more something felt off.

That adult male wild boar was quite ferocious. It would have been strange for it to go to such lengths to dig up this patch of ground. It must have smelled something rare.

Chen Gaoshan became interested and didn't rush to leave. He squatted down and continued digging with his bare hands.

Before long, my fingertips touched a small seedling.

Like newly sprouted bean sprouts, this is a club that has just turned green again in early spring!

It's only early spring, and the old stems and withered leaves of the ginseng from previous years have long since rotted away, leaving only these tender shoots hidden in the soil, which are almost invisible unless you look closely.

Chen Gaoshan didn't dare to pull it out by hand. Instead, he touched the ginseng sprout on the bean sprout and, in the blink of an eye, the entire wild ginseng, along with its roots, was safely stored in his personal space.

Upon entering the space, Chen Gaoshan opened his palm and looked at the wild ginseng lying in it, his eyes immediately lighting up.

The club-shaped plant is well-formed, a rare five-fingered reed. It is shaped like a human, with the longest root being about half a meter long. The root is intact and without any damage.

Wow, this space has such a great use! It allows for the harvesting of ginseng without damage, which saves us a lot of trouble!

Although he couldn't tell exactly how old the wild ginseng was, judging from its appearance, it was definitely a rare and high-quality product.

He carefully placed the ginseng into the basket on his back, and then covered it with the wild chives he had just picked.

After cleaning up, he turned to look at the wild boar over there; by now, it had bled completely.

Chen Gaoshan lifted his foot and scooped up a pile of soil to cover the blood-soaked pit on the ground.

He reached out and tugged at the wild boar's hind leg. This male wild boar was of medium size and looked to be just over a year old. He himself was nearly 1.9 meters tall and weighed 180 kilograms, so the wild boar's weight was about the same as his.

These days, the men in the mountains are all skilled workers. It's common for them to carry heavy loads twice their own weight. As long as they're willing to work hard, they'll never lack strength.

This wild boar, weighing less than 200 pounds, is easy for him to carry, but instead of using the available space, he insists on carrying it by force. Wouldn't that make him as foolish as Da Sha Qiang?

Chen Gaoshan put the wild boar into his spatial storage, dusted himself off, and prepared to head down the mountain towards the village.

He stopped when he was almost at the village entrance, and taking advantage of the absence of others, released the wild boar from his spatial storage and hoisted it onto his shoulder. The path was slippery, so he dared not take large strides and could only proceed steadily forward step by step.

As soon as I arrived at the village entrance, I heard a group of children playing in the open space, splashing mud and making noise.

They squatted on the ground, pinching mud balls and slamming them hard onto the ground, making a slapping sound.

Everyone was putting in their best effort, competing to see who could make the biggest hole and the loudest noise.

Suddenly, a sharp-eyed young man spotted Chen Gaoshan carrying a wild boar and immediately stopped what he was doing, shouting at the top of his lungs.

"Don't fall! Don't fall! Look, what's Uncle Shanzi carrying on his shoulder?"

The children stopped what they were doing and looked in the direction he was pointing. They immediately erupted in excitement, their eyes wide with admiration as they surrounded him, chattering excitedly.

"My goodness! It's a wild boar! A wild boar that big!"

"Uncle Shanzi is amazing! He actually brought back a wild boar!"

"Uncle Shanzi, how are you so capable? You're practically the best hunter in our village!"

"Oh my god, what's that thing on that wild boar's butt? It's so big, there are two of them, I could carry them up."

The boy, who looked to be only about six years old, rolled his eyes at his younger brother.

"Are you stupid? That's a pig basket."

In no time, a large group of children surrounded Chen Gaoshan.

The children in the village are all sensible early. Even if the boys are too old to wield heavy hoes to work in the fields, they can still go with the adults to pick up stones and pull weeds and lend a hand.

Needless to say, the little girl in the family was also very good at cooking. At a young age, she learned to cook, boil rice porridge, make flatbread, and then carry the basket to deliver it to her parents who were busy in the fields.

During the busy farming season, no one in the entire village is idle except for these five- or six-year-old kids, who can lead their younger siblings to play in the mud and play house in the open spaces in front of and behind the houses. They are the most leisurely group of people in the village.

These were the most leisurely days of their lives.

Of course, we have to exclude the landlord's daughters and wives.

The group of boys surrounded Chen Gaoshan, chattering and making a ruckus. One moment they wanted to jump up and touch the wild boar's black fur, and the next they were asking all sorts of questions out of curiosity.

Seeing that Chen Gaoshan was only focused on getting on his way and had no time to pay attention to them, they got bored after making a fuss for a while, scattered, and ran back to their original spot to squat on the ground and continue playing mud-throwing games.

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