Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

The people at Zeng Youhuo's door dispersed, but Zeng Youhuo was still worried.

"Wangcai, you've opened a big hole. There are hundreds of people in our village. Even if each family comes to have a banquet, we will need more than a dozen tables. Where can we get so much fish and meat?" Zeng You said angrily. He was worried that his nephew would suffer a great loss.

But Zeng Wangcai didn't think so. He said, "Second Uncle, in the long run, it is worthwhile for us to unite the villagers to solve this problem at once. If the Niufen Mountain is blocked by the people of Zhujia Village, let alone me, how will you go to the mountain in the future? Will you be beaten every time you go there?

"Besides, if I can't beat Zhu Ermao to death just because he wants to act like a hooligan, am I still a man if I don't beat him up?"

The grandmother listened with a smile and nodded repeatedly to agree with her grandson: "Wangcai is right. If you bully your own woman and don't beat him, you are not a man. Grandma supports you."

Zhang Xiuzhi suddenly felt sweet inside. No matter how good a girl is at fighting, she would want a man to beat her to death, right?

"Okay, you are biased!" Zeng Youhuo said helplessly, "You only have your grandson in your eyes. Where does this meat come from? Can you kill wild boars in the mountains?"

Others can't do it, but Zeng Wangcai can!

"Don't worry, Uncle. We will go into the mountains later." Zeng Wangcai patted his chest and promised, "Don't put the condom on. We will go. There are not many left anyway."

"Hey, I'll get the gun!"

"I am coming too!"

Little Tiger and Little Leopard didn't wait for their father's consent and ran away to get their guns. They had been looking forward to hunting wild boars for a long time. Although fish was also delicious, they preferred meat.

Since the whole family agreed, Zeng Youhuo had nothing to say.

Zhang Xiuzhi brought a chair and placed it next to grandma's bamboo lounge chair for Zeng Wangcai to sit on.

Grandma said, "Grandson, come to grandma's place. You can have a nap. If you are tired from the journey, grandma will fan you."

Zeng Wangcai didn't want to sleep, but he had no choice but to lie down on the recliner and let his grandmother fan him.

He wanted to lie down for a while, but suddenly he remembered that the electric baton had not been tested. For safety's sake, he should test it as a war was imminent.

Then, his consciousness immersed itself into the space again.

He had never used an electric baton before and didn't know how powerful it was. He was worried that he wouldn't be able to knock someone down immediately.

Holding a thick black electric baton, Zeng Wangcai had his experimental subject. This time he did not choose the Ferrari 911, not because he was disgusted, but because the car was gone, and the G63 that had disappeared before was back.

Zeng Wangcai drove the G63 straight to the warehouse that stored live pigs, cattle and sheep for Hong Kong Island. Anyway, he needed black-skinned pigs to pretend to be wild boars at night, so he would electrocute them first. If he could stun pigs, then humans could do the same.

When he arrived at the warehouse, Zeng Wangcai quickly selected his target. A 400-pound black pig like the last time was actually very rare in the warehouse. Most of the pigs here weighed 200 to 300 pounds.

It’s not that you can’t raise a pig that weighs over 400 kilograms, but that a pig that weighs 200 to 300 kilograms is better. Look at the good quality of the pigs that people in Hong Kong eat.

Zeng Wangcai picked a black pig weighing about 300 kilograms. This big guy had fangs in his mouth. It was definitely a free-range breed and was very wild. When it saw Zeng Wangcai, it stared at him fiercely with its eyes.

This space is so good. There is no one else alive except Zeng Wangcai, so all resources are kept fresh and there is no need to worry about them expiring or going bad.

"It's you, Zhu Bajie's second aunt. Who made you grow teeth?" Zeng Wangcai muttered, turned on the safety of the electric baton and pressed the switch.

A blue light suddenly appeared between the two metal protrusions on the top of the electric baton. Zhu Bajie's second aunt seemed to realize how powerful this thing was. Her eyes changed and she took a step back.

Zeng Wangcai didn't care about all that and just found the right spot to stab the guy.

"Ah woo~~~"

Zhu Bajie's second aunt screamed and fell down.

Some people say that pigs don't scream like this, they scream like humming or whimpering. But if you go and listen to how pigs scream when they are slaughtered, they're not much different from humans.

"Fuck, that's awesome!" Zeng Wangcai was shocked when he saw the power of the electric baton.

He tried two more times. The more ferocious one fell down with a scream, while the less ferocious one fell to the ground directly.

The experience of the two pigs caused chaos in the entire warehouse. The pigs squealed, and the cows and sheep also cried out, as if they understood the principle of being abandoned after the rabbit has died.

“Eh…” Zeng Wangcai suddenly heard a sound that was different from a pig’s cry. He found a corner of the warehouse and was stunned. “Pheasant? Is this a pheasant? Is Hong Kong Island so important that we can even eat wild game… No, this is not a pheasant!”

Zeng Wangcai quickly realized that he had made a mistake. This thing looked very similar to a pheasant, but it was definitely not a pheasant. There was no need to distinguish it, as he could figure it out logically.

He hurriedly looked up the information about this batch of chickens and finally determined that these things were called guinea fowl, also known as pearl fowl. They were a type of artificially bred species and had similar functions to chickens. People could either eat their meat or their eggs, or both.

"What a pleasant surprise, what a pleasant surprise, this thing is perfect for impersonating a wild chicken, there's no need for disguise at all..." Zeng Wangcai happily put away the electric baton.

He thought about it, worried that the electric baton might not be strong enough after it discharged, so he changed two and then realized that he had left the space.

With the electric baton and guinea fowl, he was more confident.

He planned to "hunt" three wild boars this time, one pig for the village banquet. A pig weighing more than 300 pounds was enough for the villagers to have a good meal. He would give half of the remaining two to Zeng Laosan to the commune, and one and a half to take back to Sijiucheng.

There were about 10 to 20 guinea fowls at first. Although this number was a bit large, it was not too unusual considering Zeng Laosan's number and skills in setting traps.

Finally, it’s the fish. Zeng Wangcai plans to catch 1,000 kilograms. It doesn’t matter whether it’s normal or not. There are so many people in the countryside who would rather die than talk too much.

"Brother, brother, we have the guns. Let's go quickly, otherwise it will be dark by the time we get to Cow Dent Mountain." Xiaohu and Xiaobao came running back with guns on their backs. Their big feet made a loud thumping sound on the stone road.

Poor brother, the shoes on his feet have holes.

The shoes for the whole family are made by grandma and Ma Ping stitch by stitch. It is purely handmade, which is not easy even if the materials are available.

"Four guns? Why do you need so many?" Zeng Wangcai asked.

"Isn't my sister-in-law going there too? I got it for her." Little Leopard answered naively.

Are you crazy? She can beat us down even without a gun, so what will happen if she has a gun?

"Put it down. Your sister-in-law doesn't want a gun."

"What do you want? Hunting wild boars, this is no joke. An extra gun is an extra layer of insurance, and it's also good if you can't use it as a stick."

As a stick, what is better than an electric baton?

Besides, we are not hunting wild boars, it would be a burden!

Zeng Wangcai tried to persuade Zhang Xiuzhi in many ways, but she refused. If he didn't need the gun as a cover, he wouldn't want to carry it. A gun with him is no different from a fire stick if he can't shoot accurately. The wild boar is not afraid of being frightened. It is like some people. The more trouble they make, the more excited it gets.

"It's getting late, let's go, Xiaohu and Xiaobao, bring condoms." Zeng Wangcai said this without any emotion.

The trap is a real one. It is a trap made by his second uncle using bamboo and some iron wire. It is mainly used to catch pheasants, but it is also useful for rabbits. It has an inverted arch design and is very delicate. The prey's feet will be trapped if it runs over it.

Part of the materials for making the covers were locally sourced, and the other part was brought back from Sijiu City by Zhang Xiuzhi and her friends last week. The total number was a bit large, and Zeng Youhuo kept some of them. Now there are less than twenty left at home.

The little tiger and the little leopard were packed in a sack. Zhang Xiuzhi also brought the dry food made by her second aunt Ma Ping, because they were going to hunt wild boars and might come back very late at night, so she brought some food to fill her stomach.

Four men with three guns staggered towards the Cow Dung Mountain.

On the way, Zeng Wangcai asked Xiaohu and Xiaobao to walk a few steps faster, and after they were a little further apart, he stealthily took out an electric baton from his bag: "Xiuzhi, take this!"

"No, I have a flashlight..."