Fishing and Hunting 82, Starting with Three Sisters Who Overprotect Their Brothers

"Wow, there's an unexpected bonus."

Zhang Wenshan looked over with delight and saw five eggs scattered in the pheasant's nest, gleaming in the sunlight like warm, lustrous jade.

This thing can be stored.

Whether you eat them or sell them for money, they offer more opportunities than dead pheasants, but unfortunately, there aren't many of them.

"It must have been an accident during the first litter that led to the second litter."

He shook his head, put the pheasant into his basket, and then gave the pheasant eggs to his nephew.

Zhao Qiang was much quieter along the way, holding the eggs tightly with both hands, as if afraid of breaking them.

On the way back, the dirt road in the village was noticeably more lively.

After the land was divided, everyone had more free time, and not everyone had to spend all day in the fields.

However, most of the looks they cast were filled with disdain and ridicule, and no one greeted them.

It was clear that word had spread that he had been fired from the factory.

Zhang Wenshan didn't care.

He used to hate being pulled into endless conversations by people he barely knew, asking all sorts of questions like he was being interrogated, and he couldn't just walk away in a huff.

However, the peace and quiet did not last long.

A shrill yet familiar voice came from behind.

"Shanzi, you really had someone open it?"

Zhang Wenshan frowned and turned around, only to see Li Dong, a notorious hoodlum in the village, approaching him with a beaming smile.

It was this guy who took the original owner to gamble and lose money. The two used to be close friends and called each other brothers.

"It's no big deal, why are you giving me that look? Let's go play a couple of rounds."

Li Dong said dismissively, as if Zhang Wenshan losing his second sister in exchange for a job was a trivial matter.

"I'm not going!" Zhang Wenshan dodged to the side, deliberately raising his voice to attract the attention of many people. "I'm not playing anymore. Go find whoever you want, don't bother me."

He had just remembered that there would be a campaign next year specifically to clean up society.

Gambling and gambling can affect even those with a bad reputation who are considered good-for-nothings.

We must hurry and wash away the stain left by the original body.

Little did anyone know that Li Dong seemed not to have heard a word, his sly eyes fixed on the basket on his back.

"Holy crap, you caught a pheasant?"

Before he finished speaking, he shamelessly reached for the basket on his back, as if it were his own.

"Uncle, don't give it to him."

Zhao Qiang, who had been silent all along, suddenly jumped out and stood between the two men, pleading pitifully.

Zhang Wenshan then remembered.

The original owner of this body was such a spendthrift; she used to treat her friends to all sorts of good things from home.

Last time, I almost stewed the old hen that laid eggs, which made my dad so angry that he broke a stick. It was because of this that my second sister finally decided to change jobs.

He thought that if he stayed away from these people, he could study better.

"Get out of here."

Li Dong licked his lips, his eyes fixed on the plump pheasant. When he saw Zhao Qiang in his way, he kicked him.

"You think you're so great?" Zhang Wenshan's eyes flashed with anger. He raised his hand and shoved Li Dong away forcefully, shielding his nephew behind him. His eyes were cold and gleaming.

The original owner of this body was on friendly terms with this kind of person; was he out of his mind?

"Ouch, you..."

Li Dong was caught off guard and fell hard on his butt.

He was about to start cursing, but when he met Zhang Wenshan's sharp gaze, he became inexplicably afraid and swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Zhang Wenshan was too lazy to waste words, so he snorted and led his nephew home.

Once you engage with this kind of person, they're like a leech, impossible to shake off.

If he weren't worried about public opinion, he would have taken action directly.

"Oh my, Shanzi's changed his ways?"

"If they fire you from the factory, how can you be so unreasonable?"

"Goodness, you were only out for an hour, where did you find those pheasants?"

"That's a brilliant idea! Shanzi has been talented since he was a child, but he's been led astray."

Seeing this, the villagers who were watching couldn't help but start talking about it.

Li Dong had just scrambled to his feet when he heard the spearhead pointed at him. He immediately lost face and, in a fit of rage, began to curse.

"He's got some kind of sly talent, sucking up to everyone. What can a prostitute like him do to you?"

"It takes skill to catch a pheasant. If you're not convinced, why don't you try catching one yourself?"

Some villagers deliberately made provocative remarks, not because they had a good relationship with Zhang Wenshan, but simply to provoke him.

"There's not even two ounces of meat in total, I don't care."

Li Dong spat and turned to leave, but it seemed as if laughter was constantly coming from behind him.

As if possessed, he walked down the road that Zhang Wenshan had taken back.

It's just a wild pheasant.

Why can't I get it right?

……

Zhang Wenshan returned home before nine o'clock, carrying a basket on his back.

Xu Xiulian was tending to her vegetable garden. Although it was only a little over half an acre, there was quite a lot of produce.

The green beans climbed the trellis densely, the late cucumbers were in season with their flowers still prickly, the gourds and squash had already blossomed, and the mainstays, eggplants and potatoes, occupied most of the garden.

Tomatoes, scallions, and peppers were planted in the gaps...

At first glance, it is full of vitality.

There were many things to do, including watering, weeding, and catching insects. Each task required a lot of effort, but no one dared to slack off. The things in the garden were all the vegetables that the whole family could eat.

"What was the correct ratio for traditional potash fertilizer?"

Zhang Wenshan's gaze fell on a row of tomatoes; the leaves were turning yellow, and the tomatoes were only the size of walnuts.

He frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

In my past life, when I was a live streamer, I read a lot of books to appear professional and authoritative, including books on agriculture.

On the other side, Zhao Qiang couldn't resist rushing into the garden and proudly displaying five wild eggs.

"Grandma, Grandma."

"Why are you back? Where's your uncle gambling?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Xiulian's face immediately darkened, and she frantically searched for a suitable weapon.

Going up the mountain can't be that fast; that rascal has fooled us again.

A leopard can't change its spots!

But when she turned her head and saw what her grandson was holding, she was stunned.

"Wild eggs, you really found them?"

Xu Xiulian came to her senses and was filled with remorse.

Is what that brat is saying true?

If I had known, we would have gone together with our gear; you can't catch pheasants with a basket.

That's meat!

How much grain, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar... can it be exchanged for?

"Mom, where are you going?" Zhang Wenshan had just put down his basket outside the garden when he saw his mother hurrying out and couldn't help but wonder.

"I... Oh my God, how did you manage to get back?"

Xu Xiulian's gaze swept over the basket on her back, and she gasped, her eyes widening as if she almost jumped up.

"My arm is injured, so I can't fly," Zhang Wenshan said truthfully.

"Wow, you're really something, master craftsman. You've struck gold."

Xu Xiulian picked up the pheasant, looked at it from left to right, and liked it very much no matter how she looked at it, her eyes and brows were full of smiles.

"Now you believe me?" Zhang Wenshan licked his lips and said, "Let's boil some water quickly, we'll have this for lunch today."

This is what's used in the authentic version of chicken stew with mushrooms.

Later generations will never be able to eat it.

"What a spendthrift! All he does is eat."

Xu Xiulian glared at him habitually, picked up the chicken, and started to walk out.

"I'll go ask if anyone wants some; I can exchange it for a good amount of grain!"

"Please don't!" Zhang Wenshan hurriedly stopped his mother. "Father and the others haven't had any meat for half a year. How can they endure this any longer?"

Besides, the chickens are all dead; if I take them out, people will try to drive the price down drastically.

As he spoke, he winked at his nephew.

Zhao Qiang immediately understood and hugged Xu Xiulian's leg, saying, "Grandma, eat meat."

"Promising."

Looking at her son and grandson, and then thinking of her husband and daughter working in the fields, Xu Xiulian nodded helplessly.

Remove the hair from the pot and boil water.

Soon, the nearly two-pound pheasant lay naked on the cutting board.

It was clear that my mother was going to stew it directly.

Zhang Wenshan couldn't help but speak up.

"Mother, why don't you let me try?"