Siheyuan: Traveling through three years to gain the power of a palm

Yi Zhonghai, under the pretext of seeking benefits for the courtyard, gathered 80% of the residents. He wanted Jiang Fan to distribute the game he caught to the people in the courtyard, and it was free.

The focus is on taking care of the deaf old lady and the Jia family.

Jiang Fan burst out laughing on the spot and asked in the yard, "Why, does everyone think so?"

Seeing the opportunity to take advantage of the situation, the people in the yard eagerly agreed. After looking at the ugly faces of the people again, Jiang Fan said that if the house was not privately owned, he really wanted to move out.

Jiang Fan shouted directly to his eldest brother, "Brother, go to the officers' meeting and tell them that some people are gathering to rob and attempt to undermine social development. We suspect they are traitors instigated by enemy spies."

Everyone's faces changed drastically. They just wanted to take advantage of others, so how did they get involved with enemy spies?

Jiang Pingan said nothing, and forcefully pushed through the crowd to head outside. He had long since grown tired of these people's faces. If it weren't for the second brother who kept stopping him, he would have knocked them down with one punch each.

"Quick! Stop him! Jiang Fan! What are you doing?!"

Yi Zhonghai roared, "Something's not going right. Jiang Fan is such a thorn in the flesh!" He had just wanted to use this opportunity to boost his prestige and secure his retirement, but how had it turned out like this?

"What am I going to do? I'm the one asking you, right? What do you want? I worked so hard to hunt in the mountains, and you're asking me to give it to you just by saying something."

What? You're a whore girl from the Eight Great Hutongs? You make a living by feeding those two mouths!

And all of you are shameless guys. If you want to eat meat, go get it yourself!

You have no ability and yet you still want to take advantage of me. Don’t you see what kind of people you are? I’m your father. How shameless of you to steal a child’s things!

Jiang Fan went all out, not giving anyone a chance to speak, not even Jia Zhangshi. Finally, Yi Zhonghai couldn't stand it anymore and winked at Sha Zhu.

Sha Zhu hesitated for a moment, but still planned to interrupt Jiang Fan forcibly. Although he had eaten several meals at Jiang's house, Yi Zhonghai was still his "godfather"!

"Jiang Fan, what's wrong with you just listening to an old man? It didn't cost you any money, and it only took a little effort. If you can get the prey, everyone will remember your kindness and be grateful to you in the future."

"I'm grateful to your seventh uncle! Silly Zhu, you're so stupid, aren't you? You really think Yi Zhonghai is your real father! How come, after your father passed away, Yi Zhonghai provided you with a few meals, but you listen to him so much? My family also provides you with food, so why don't you show filial piety to my father like you show filial piety to Yi Zhonghai!"

Jiang Fan wasn't afraid of Sha Zhu getting angry. He couldn't beat Sha Zhu at that time, but he had an older brother. Jiang Ping'an was not Xu Damao. He was so big, how could he be bullied by Sha Zhu?

Sure enough, Jiang Fan’s mention of He Daqing really made Sha Zhu angry!

Under Yi Zhonghai's expectant gaze, Sha Zhu raised his fist and punched Jiang Fan, "Jiang Fan! Are you looking for death?"

But Sha Zhu's fist didn't fall. Jiang Pingan grabbed Sha Zhu's wrist and asked, "What did you say about my brother?"

Jiang Pingan's face was calm, but he couldn't hide the fierceness in his eyes. He went up to Sha Zhu and gave him a big fight! Then he pinned Sha Zhu down and beat him up.

"Silly Zhu, who the hell do you think you are! You dare to hit my brother? Do you really think there is no one left in my family? No matter what my brother is like, he is not someone you can teach a lesson to!"

Jiang Ping'an beat and scolded him at the same time. Not only Sha Zhu, but anyone who dared to stop the fight was beaten by him.

After beating for a few minutes, Jiang's father finally spoke, "Okay, boss, stop it."

Jiang Ping'an then stopped and returned to his father unharmed.

Jiang Daniu looked at everyone calmly, "Yi Zhonghai, if you want to be a good person, then do it with your things. Don't involve our family in your little schemes.

And everyone, my son is very capable. He can get the meat himself and our family can finish it all, so you don’t have to worry about it.

Shazhu, your father and I are not really friends, but we have been neighbors for many years after all.

Considering our past friendship, I won't bother with you this time, and from now on, our two families won't have any contact. I'm afraid you'll bite me one day.

That's all for today. I'm not afraid of you making a big fuss. Even if you make a big fuss about it, we're still right. Yi Zhonghai, take care of yourself.

"Big brother, second brother, pack up and go home for dinner. The air outside is dirty, and your father and I have weak lungs. We're afraid we'll get sick if we stay out too long!"

"Got it, Dad."

After the Jiang family returned home, they slammed the door shut, leaving everyone in the courtyard looking at each other in bewilderment.

After this incident, Jiang Fan proposed to pull a water pipe to his home, which was unanimously agreed by everyone.

The memory ends.

"Okay, be careful on the road. Why didn't you tell your dad to leave the bike with you so you could ride it?"

"It's okay, just treat it as exercise."

Jiang Fan went out with a dagger in his pocket.

Chapter 6: First Test of the Power of the Slap

Jiang Fan ran out of the Forty-Nine District at a trot. Observing the surroundings, he saw that there were few people on the road. Jiang Fan decided to test the state of his body after extreme strengthening.

Jiang Fan started jogging, then slowly accelerated, and when there was no one within visible range, he sprinted at full speed.

Half an hour later, Jiang Fan's face was slightly flushed, he was breathing heavily, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He had reached his destination, the mountains outside Xishan. In the past, he had always come here by bicycle. Even this would take two hours, and the roads were indeed difficult to travel these days.

"The physical exertion is not great, far from the limit. My goodness, can a normal person reach this level? This is considered extraordinary, right?"

Jiang Fan couldn't help but think of a certain captain. If this was really the target, he would have to stop eating beef now.

Clearing his mind of unnecessary thoughts, Jiang Fan checked the traps one by one in order.

On the mountain, Jiang Fan set up a total of ten small traps to catch pheasants, rabbits and the like, and dug two pits to kill wild boars.

But no wild boar had ever been caught, and the largest prey he had ever caught was a pregnant rabbit.

Of the ten small traps, two were destroyed and four failed to trigger. Of the remaining four, one had escaped, and only two rabbits and a pheasant were caught. The pheasant was already dead, but the two rabbits were still alive and dying.

Throw them into the farm space and let them play. Also place the pheasants in the system space.

After rearranging the trap, Jiang Fan went to check the big trap.

More than two hundred meters away from the trap, Jiang Fan heard the grunting of a wild boar.

"My luck has turned! The system came up yesterday, and today I caught a wild boar. I'm really lucky."

Jiang Fan smiled happily. This pig trap had been set up for so long, but this was the first time it caught anything except dead branches and leaves.

In less than ten seconds, Jiang Fan arrived at the trap.

In a pit about one and a half meters deep, two wild boars weighing fifty to sixty kilograms were calling out anxiously.

"Two wild boars, my luck is really good."

Jiang Fan jumped into the pit without hesitation, held the little wild boar's neck with both hands, and jumped out of the pit in one jump.

Looking at the wild boar in his hand, Jiang Fan was a bit troubled. Wild boars that had not been castrated tasted bad and had a strong fishy smell. Although the young wild boar was better, it was not as good as the castrated one.

As for raising them on the farm, Jiang Fan didn't know how to castrate pigs, so he couldn't do it, and he didn't have any pig feed.

"I have a good life, but you two have bad luck. Just wait to die."

After expressing three seconds of silence for the wild boar, Jiang Fan conducted an experiment on the power of a palm.

"syncope!"

"Snapped!"

The pig fainted.

"syncope!"

"Snapped!"

The pig fainted.

"The power of this slap is really useful. It makes people faint instantly."

Jiang Fan said happily.

I found some rattan in the mountains and spent half an hour weaving a rattan basket. Although it is not very beautiful, at least it is usable. The rattan basket is used for covering.

It doesn’t matter whether there is something inside or not, what matters is that the wild boar is taken out of it.

After rearranging the trap, Jiang Fan walked towards the next trap.

There is no change to this trap and nothing extra needs to be done.

Looking up at the sky, it was still early. Jiang Fan didn't want to go back now because the time didn't match.

In the past, Jiang Fan had no skills and no weapons, so he didn't dare go deep into the mountains. Now, he is basically at the ceiling of carbon-based life.

One pig, two bears and three tigers are no match for him.

After determining the direction, Jiang Fan strode into the mountains.

There are indeed a lot of things in the deep mountains. Jiang Fan found many edible plants along the way. Some were not yet ripe, and some were ripe. Jiang Fan did not hesitate and got some of each.

Moreover, Jiang Fan has now discovered a new use for the power of the palm.

With a "whoosh", a colorful pheasant flew out from the bushes.

Jiang Fan was quick-eyed and quick-handed. He raised his left hand and threw a round stone, and used his right hand to hit the pheasant with the force of his palm.

There was a "pop" sound.

The pheasant fell down immediately.

This is a new use of the power of the palm. It can hit wherever you point it, and at a long distance. At the maximum limit that the stone can bear, it can hit out 250 meters.

If it is replaced with other materials, it may be able to reach farther and have greater lethality.

"Use this trick to hit Yi Zhonghai's glass in the future! Go back and ask Dad to get some small scraps from the steel mill. After polishing them, they will become powerful hidden weapons."

Jiang Fan was happy with his own intelligence and talent.

After a quick walk through the mountains, Jiang Fan didn't see any pheasants or rabbits, so he went up and slapped them. There was no need. His main goal was planting, not breeding.

In the future, we may sell food and supplies on the black market, but we will never sell them on a large scale. It will be enough to get about 100 to 180 kilograms of food and some meat each time.

For example, "I have a friend who can provide thousands or tens of thousands of kilograms of food." It's better to let those who are not afraid of death do it. You can't do it yourself.

This isn't the same situation as decades ago. Selling food on a large scale will definitely draw attention. Don't say the black market doesn't care about the source; the black market administrators really don't care.

But without support, how could anyone be so bold as to trade hundreds of thousands of kilograms of grain? It's unrealistic. Ultimately, the black market is just a way for others to make money.

……

In the afternoon, Jiang Fan picked up a straight branch and happily carried the wicker basket out of the mountain.

Back in Nanluoguxiang, Jiang Fan met the third uncle who was watering flowers at the door.

"Hey, Jiang Fan is back. You went to the mountains again. I said I'd go fishing with you today, but you didn't go fishing today. Someone caught a big fish weighing over six kilograms in Shichahai."

When Yan Bugui saw Jiang Fan carrying the wicker basket, he knew that Jiang Fan must have made some gains today. He quickly put down the kettle in his hand and prepared to take the wicker basket from Jiang Fan to see what was inside.

"Oh? Third Uncle, there are fish this heavy in Shichahai. Third Uncle, you have to work harder. After fishing for so many years, you must catch a ten-jin fish at least."

Jiang Fan turned sideways to avoid Yan Bugui's evil hands and said with a smile.

"Fanzi, why are you being so polite to Third Uncle? You must be tired after carrying the wicker basket back from the mountain. Come on, Third Uncle will help you take it home."

"That's not necessary, Third Uncle. You've come such a long way, these two steps won't hurt. Now, you should take care of your flowers and make sure they don't get watered to death. A pot of flowers is not cheap."

Without paying attention to Yan Bugui's somewhat flustered look, Jiang Fan walked home.

"I give these flowers as gifts, not to sell."

Yan Bugui looked at Jiang Fan's back and said, thinking to himself, how did Jiang Fan know that my flowers can be sold for money? I didn't tell anyone.

"Uncle San, can you really make money?"

A nosy neighbor asked after hearing what Jiang Fan said.

"Well, it would be nice if they could sell it for money. Who spends money on flowers these days? Wouldn't it be nice to buy some meat with that money?"

Yan Bugui responded to everyone generously.

Everyone thought so too. These days, having enough food to eat is enough. Who would spend money on flowers?

This is the cognitive gap.

Most people in Siheyuan can only afford to save some money for their daily life. How could anyone imagine that someone would be willing to spend money on flowers? Is there any meat to eat?

Who would spend money to embellish their life before their material life is satisfied?

Not to mention in this era, even in a few decades, the same will be true. Who could have imagined that a bottle of water would cost tens or even hundreds of thousands of yuan? There are so many rich people in this world, and you can never imagine what they spend years or even decades of other people's wages on.

Chapter 7 Planning to Return to Niujia Village