Siheyuan: Eastern Qigong Master

"Not for sale." Ning Xiaoming said without any hesitation.

Nothing is better than a meal, your stomach is the most important.

You’d be a fool not to eat such delicious game.

"The fur is so good, it's worth at least fifty dollars. I'll give you a hundred dollars, will you sell it?" The middle-aged man smiled warmly.

Ning Xiaoming frowned. These days, the purchasing power of one hundred yuan is terrifying.

A civet cat weighs only six kilograms and has at most three kilograms of meat. After all, excluding the fur, internal organs, and bones, three kilograms of meat is estimated to be high.

The other party actually bought it for one hundred yuan. It seems that this person is not a cadre, but a capitalist boss. Otherwise, why wouldn’t he treat money as money?

Qin Huairu turned her head and looked at Ning Xiaoming with a pleading look.

From the look in Qin Huairu's beautiful eyes, it can be seen that she really wants to sell it.

After all, the betrothal money she received for the marriage was only 20 yuan, and even with the other gifts, it was less than 80 yuan.

A civet cat can be sold at such a terrifying price.

Ning Xiaoming couldn't bear it when he saw Qin Huairu's pleading eyes.

But one hundred yuan is indeed too high a price.

"Little brother, I only have one hundred dollars. If you are willing to go home with me, I can give you two hundred dollars."

The fur of civet cats is not precious, and few people use it to make clothes.

But the fur of the civet cat in front of me is really very good. If I didn’t recognize the civet cat, I would have thought it was a snow fox!

The fur is snow-white, except for the head which has gray-brown spots.

The whole skin is not damaged, and the body is still alive at this moment. If the skin is peeled off immediately, the skin will be in the best condition and very soft.

If the animal has been dead for a long time and has become stiff, its skin will have been processed and will not be as soft, and its quality will also be reduced.

"One hundred dollars, just one hundred dollars. Deal! But you have to teach us how to make fur." ​​Seeing Qin Huairu's expectant eyes, Ning Xiaoming had no choice but to agree to the sale.

I didn't expect that there was not a single bird on this street.

I never expected that there was a civet cat living here.

The middle-aged man showed a surprised look. He didn't expect Ning Xiaoming to agree to sell it for one hundred yuan and didn't want to go to his house.

He took out a notebook, quickly wrote down a simple method of making fur, and then handed it to Ning Xiaoming.

He immediately handed the money to Ning Xiaoming, picked up the civet cat and left quickly.

Ning Xiaoming casually handed the money to Qin Huairu, then put the paper used to make the fur into the strange space on his ring finger, and watched the middle-aged man leave.

I saw the other person get into a small car not far ahead.

Ning Xiaoming knocked down the civet cat and Qin Huairu cheered.

A middle-aged man who happened to be passing by heard it, so he asked the driver to stop the car and quickly came over to see the civet cat.

I didn't expect to see such good fur and I was tempted to buy it.

After buying a civet cat, you naturally have to go back quickly and process its fur.

Qin Huairu cheered when she saw the car moving away.

"Man, you are the best."

Ning Xiaoming had no idea about a hundred yuan. After all, if he wanted money, he could just ask Yi Zhonghai and his wife.

Even if Yi Zhonghai and his wife had no money, they could borrow money from others.

"Man, don't be unhappy. I'll sell you some fat meat tomorrow." Qin Huairu's beautiful eyes sparkled as she kept counting the money.

His eyes were bent with laughter.

Ning Xiaoming rolled his eyes at Qin Huairu.

Fatty pork?

Those who traveled through time from the 20th century have no interest in fatty pork, but rather feel disgusted by it.

Even if it's lean meat, I don't like to eat it.

How can farmed animals be compared with wild game?

The livestock raised in this era still tastes okay, after all, there are no industrial chemical additives and they are pure green food, but they cannot be compared with game.

Ning Xiaoming needs nutrition and to fill his stomach.

If it is livestock, it will digest much faster and the quantity will be large but the nutrition will be small.

Game is small in quantity, rich in nutrition and tastes good.

In comparison, it is better to eat game.

If game is twice as expensive and you eat three times as much, you will be losing money.

"Man." Qin Huairu handed the money to Ning Xiaoming.

Ning Xiaoming did not take the money, but grinned. This daughter-in-law was so good that she actually gave the money to him to keep.

"Take it and buy whatever you want later."

"Are you afraid that I will give the money to my parents' home?" Qin Huairu looked at Ning Xiaoming in surprise?

"Haha! As long as you are happy! Once the money is given to you, it is yours, whether you use it to buy things for yourself or to support your parents' family." Ning Xiaoming looked indifferent.

I also know Qin Huairu's personality. This woman only cares about her family and no one else.

Qin Huairu, the vampire white lotus in "Love in the Courtyard", did not provide any financial support to her mother's family and had almost no contact with them.

There was light in Qin Huairu's eyes at this moment, and Ning Xiaoming was the light in her heart.

"Take the money and let's continue making money." Ning Xiaoming walked forward with a smile.

Qin Huairu followed with a smile.

Ning Xiaoming saw a black shadow swaying under a towering tree.

Show the orchid finger!

Bang bang!

Continuously perform the orchid finger.

After a dozen lotus finger movements, a black shadow fell.

"A pack of weasels!" Qin Huairu exclaimed.

The taste of weasel is simply incomparable to that of civet cat.

About one kilogram, there are more than ten of them, more than ten pounds.

Although the weasel doesn’t taste very good, it’s large and nutritious, so Ning Xiaoming is still very satisfied.

Qin Huairu was very happy and quickly picked up the weasel.

I never thought that I could hunt in the city. It's incredible.

It’s not that there are no wild animals in the city, it’s just that people don’t notice them.

Arrived at the coast of Central China.

Ning Xiaoming and Qin Huairu searched among the big trees in the green belt.

I searched for a long time but didn't find the bird.

I searched the shore for a long time, but I couldn't find any wild ducks or even any small birds.

We searched from eight o'clock in the evening to ten o'clock, a full two hours, but did not find any prey.

Qin Huairu was still very patient and wanted to look for it.

But the flashlight gradually dimmed and the battery was running out of power.

Qin Huairu looked depressed and sat on the grass by the shore.

Ning Xiaoming looked around, extremely confused.

Even if there are no wild ducks, there should be some birds!

too weird!

Saw a lot of people fishing.

Fishing at night, it seems these people have no time during the day.

Fishing at night is a way to ease family difficulties.

"Wife, let's go back!" Ning Xiaoming was also very satisfied with what he had gained tonight.

After all, with more than ten kilograms of weasels, it is enough to fill my stomach.

Return to the courtyard.

“Little brother.”

Ning Xiaoming turned around and saw the middle-aged man who had bought the civet cat before, and showed a look of surprise.

"Haha! I didn't realize we were neighbors."

Ning Xiaoming looks suspicious?

"What do you want from me?"

The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly.

"I was in the attic before and saw you guys. I was curious so I came out to take a look. I didn't expect you guys to live next door to me."

The middle-aged man walked over, shone the flashlight on Qin Huairu's backpack, and looked surprised.

"Weasel, not bad, not bad, nice fur."