Siheyuan: Buyers get rich from hunting

After dinner, several old men sat in the main room and drank boiled water to rest.

"Hey, why does this water taste so sweet today, as if it has sugar in it."

Liu Jianping took a sip of water and smacked his lips to savor the taste.

"You just ate the candy Ping An gave you. How can your mouth not taste sweet? Don't show off everywhere."

Grandma knew the third child's personality and that he loved to show off.

But you can’t show off these things everywhere, or even the best people in your relationship will become jealous.

"I understand, mother. I am already the father of two children. How could I not know the seriousness of the matter?"

Liu Ping'an felt amused when he saw his uncle's stubborn attitude.

He had just given candies to everyone in the family and put some cold cream on them, which made them even happier and more comfortable.

In fact, the water tastes sweet because it is spiritual spring water.

This spiritual spring water is rich in spiritual energy, which will slowly nourish the body. In the long run, it will also repair the body's hidden injuries and ensure that everyone lives a long life.

From now on, they will all drink sweet water.

I guess I will feel uncomfortable if I don’t drink sweet water in the future.

"By the way, Ping An, what are you going to do this afternoon?"

Liu Xingwang looked at Liu Ping'an with concern, worried that he would be bored alone in the afternoon.

In the afternoon, the women in the family would take their children to look for wild vegetables near the village entrance, but they couldn’t let their eldest grandson do this job because he lived in the city.

"I'm going to take a break this afternoon and go for a walk outside the mountain. After all, I still need to do some shopping. I'll see if there's anything I can bring back."

Liu Xingwang nodded and said, "But don't go into the mountains. There are many wild animals in the mountains."

"You just need to watch from the outside. Those beasts have been beaten by hunters before, so they don't dare to come down the mountain easily."

After thinking about it, Liu Xingwang suddenly stood up and took out a shotgun from the house.

Liu Ping'an was very happy when he saw Cheng Liang's hunting rifle.

Guns were banned in later generations, and he had neither the money nor the opportunity to go abroad to play with guns.

The man was very obsessed with guns. Like most domestic military enthusiasts, he could only talk about military affairs on paper on the Internet. He didn't expect that after traveling through time, he would have the opportunity to touch a gun.

Liu Xingwang handed the shotgun to Liu Ping'an, and Liu Ping'an touched the gun happily.

"You've probably seen this shotgun before, but you probably forgot it. You were still a kid back then. That time, a lone wolf ran down the mountain, and I shot it and crippled it, but it ran away in the end."

Liu Xingwang felt a little emotional, as he saw memories flashing through the gun's eyes.

It is not illegal to use a gun at this time, but unless you are a hunter, guns are rarely used, and bullets are not cheap.

"I guess you haven't used it either. You should carry it with you just in case. If you encounter a large wild animal, shoot it first. These beasts have all faced shotguns to some extent, so they will definitely be scared at the first sight."

Liu Xingwang took the gun again, pulled the bolt, and handed several bullets to Liu Ping'an.

Liu Ping'an did not load the gun. He put the bullet in his pocket and followed his grandfather to learn how to use the gun.

While teaching him how to use a gun, Liu Xingwang told him not to go into the mountains.

Liu Ping'an nodded to indicate that he would not go into the mountain and would just look around the periphery.

He went to the mountains in the afternoon, mainly to find some edible seeds to put in the space. He didn't intend to face those ferocious beasts.

The sun moves in the sky.

The people on the ground also moved.

Liu Xingwang took his three brothers towards the collective farmland, while his grandmother and the others carried baskets and took the other children towards the village entrance, leaving Liu Ping'an alone in the house to rest.

Liu Ping'an was lying in his old house, looking at the crops in the Lingquan space, his face full of joy.

The sweet potatoes he put in this morning are now ripe.

And under his instructions, seeds were left in the space and planted in the fields again.

At this growth rate, Liu Ping'an would not be able to finish eating all the sweet potatoes.

"By the way, there is rice at home."

It seems that there is no need for seeds to grow things in his space. These sweet potatoes and garlic are mature plants and can be used as seeds when placed in the Lingquan space.

Then husked rice should probably work too.

Liu Ping'an did what he said. He got up and walked to the kitchen of the big house. He picked out twenty grains of rice from the rice jar and put them into the space.

Once put in, the rice fell into the farmland and began to grow magically.

Seeing this situation, Liu Ping'an exited the space with satisfaction.

He was not going to sleep either, so he picked up his shotgun and a small bag of sorghum flour and went out.

Carrying a hunting rifle and a bag of flour, Liu Ping'an met many people along the way, and they all greeted him warmly.

"Ping An, where are you going? You're going hunting. You have to be careful."

"Yes, yes, don't go to the mountains. You are a worker. You don't have to rely on your life for a living like a hunter."

Liu Ping'an responded to their questions with a smile, then strode forward and walked to the vicinity of Qin Huairu's hometown.

At this time, Qin Huairu's mother was going out with her sister-in-law and several children.

When Liu Ping'an saw that they were going to dig wild vegetables, he hurried over.

"Aunt Qin!"

Liu Ping'an's voice made Qin's mother stop, and they all turned around and looked over curiously.

"It's Ping An, why are you here?"

Qin's mother liked Liu Ping'an, the pride of Qin Village, very much. When she saw Liu Ping'an coming, she greeted him with a smile.

There was also a graceful girl among the group of women.

Her peach blossom eyes blinked as she looked at Liu Ping'an with admiration in her eyes.

She followed Qin's mother and others up, secretly looked at the handsome Liu Ping'an, and called out "Brother Ping'an" in a coquettish manner.

Liu Ping'an saw Qin Jingru at a glance.

Qin Jingru is 17 years old this year and has been following Liu Pingan since she was a child.

Now she has grown into a graceful young lady, as pretty and beautiful as her sister Qin Huairu, like a little white flower that has not yet bloomed.

Liu Ping'an glanced at Qin Jingru and his eyes widened.

But he was a serious person. He looked at her for a few more seconds before looking away and talking about business.

"Aunt Qin, this is the sorghum noodles that Sister Huairu asked me to give you."

Liu Ping'an handed the bag of noodles to Qin's mother, who felt a little sad when she took it.

She originally married her daughter to a city man, thinking that she would live a happy life there, but her son-in-law died, and her daughter had to take care of two children and a mother-in-law.

She had seen that mother-in-law before. She had a weird temper and was difficult to get along with.

"It's hard for Ru'er too."

Mother Qin sighed in her heart and smiled: "Thank you Ping An, please bring it back."

"What's the problem? I live in Sister Qin's yard now and we are neighbors."

Hearing this, Qin's mother immediately turned from sadness to joy.

With a familiar person staying in the yard, Qin Huairu's life will not be difficult, especially since Liu Ping'an is so young and promising. If he can help her a little, Qin Huairu's life will be much better.

Thinking of this, Qin's mother took Liu Ping'an's hand and asked him about his well-being.

Liu Ping'an responded with a few words with a smile, but he felt a little overwhelmed when he heard the chattering of other women.

If we continue chatting, I'm afraid we won't be able to get away until sunset.

He hurriedly said that he wanted to take a walk outside the mountain, and showed off his hunting rifle before he successfully escaped, walking back into the mountain in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

When Qin's mother saw Liu Ping'an walking away, she said to her sister-in-law, "Ping'an has changed a lot. His temperament is even better than those actors in the movies."

Qin Jingru on the side nodded, agreeing very much with what Qin's mother said.

"It's a pity that Ping An didn't talk to me much. Does he hate me or is he shy?"

Qin Jingru was feeling somewhat anxious and worried, and she felt sad when she thought of Liu Ping'an's identity as a worker.

"I'll go put the bag of flour away first, wait for me."

No one else noticed Qin Jingru's expression. Qin's mother said something, took the bag back to the kitchen, and poured the sorghum flour into the empty noodle jar.

But when she poured it in, she found that there were actually a dozen sweet potatoes in the sorghum flour!

Mother Qin picked it up quickly and looked at it happily.

This sweet potato is big and has a bright color. You can tell at a glance that it is not wild.

Under the current circumstances, the wild ones would have died long ago.

Sweet potatoes are the most filling. Sweet potato porridge made from sweet potatoes like this is more filling than wild vegetable porridge. A dozen of these can last for at least half a month.

"This sweet potato should not be brought back by Ru'er."

Qin's mother could tell at a glance that this was not something Qin Huairu brought, and she knew the situation in the city.

Her daughter is a workshop worker and her salary is so little. There are so many people in the family, but the old woman doesn't give any money, so they live a tight life.

This pound of sorghum flour was probably squeezed out of his own food rations.

"It's likely that Ping An got it. He's really accomplished."

Mother Qin looked at the direction where Liu Ping'an left with gratitude, and thought to herself: "I have to take a letter to Ru'er and tell her about this matter, so that she won't be ungrateful."