Siheyuan: The Counterattack of Passerby

Lin Geng shook his head and said, "No, no! Giving you only two sets of offal is absolutely not acceptable! How about this, two sets of offal, plus half a pig, that's more like it!..."

Upon hearing that Lin Geng wanted to give them half a wild boar's pork, Village Chief Zhao shook his head like a rattle and refused repeatedly. However, the villagers who were watching the fun around him had longing glints in their eyes and their faces were full of excitement. Many of them were already drooling with greed.

Finally, after a fierce bargaining between Lin Geng and Village Chief Zhao, Village Chief Zhao finally agreed that Lin Geng could leave them a front leg and a pig's head, and let Lin Geng take the rest back to the city tomorrow for delivery.

That night the village was like celebrating New Year. A large bonfire was lit on the threshing ground outside the village committee. The villagers happily moved the three large pots they could find in the village to the threshing ground and temporarily built three stoves with mud.

Everyone was excited and boiled water together, slaughtered the pigs together, cut open the two wild boars, took out the whole set of offal, and followed the village chief's instructions to remove a pig's head and a front leg.

After cleaning the offal, the pig hearts and livers were given to four villagers who went into the mountains to take home as a reward. The remaining pig lungs, intestines, and stomachs were given to the women in the village to scrub clean, and then they started to cook.

There were not many spices in the village, so Lin Geng pretended to take out some peppercorns, star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves and other spices from a bag on his back. The village also had some dried chilies grown by themselves, so he used them together.

The village chief also assigned some tasks to each household, asking them to go home and get some dried vegetables or radishes or something like that, whatever they had, and bring them to the threshing ground to stew together with the pig offal, the pig's front leg, and the pig's head.

With the seasoning, the aroma of the pig-killing dish was completely aroused. For a moment, the whole village was filled with the aroma of stewed meat, attracting dozens of people in the village to the threshing ground. They gathered around the fire and the stove, talking and laughing with drooling eyes. According to the villagers, they had not seen this scene for many years.

Lin Geng was also infected by their emotions. He squatted around the stove with them, warming themselves by the fire and chatting. He told the villagers about the various conditions in the city and described the city's streets, electric lights, telephones, cars, factories, etc.

Many villagers have never left the mountains in their entire lives. Even though they are only dozens of miles away from the city, they have never been into the city. Many of them have only been out of the mountains to the countryside and are considered to have seen the world.

So when they listened to Lin Geng talking about various things in the city, they all found it very new and interesting. They listened and asked Lin Geng questions one after another. Dozens of people gathered together, smelling the aroma of meat wafting from the pot, and everyone's face was full of longing.

The villagers ate until midnight and finally devoured the three large pots of pig-killing dishes. However, the pancakes that each household ate with the pig-killing dishes were brought by themselves. After all, there was no surplus food in the village for the villagers to eat.

When the communal dining system was implemented, Zhaojia Village also implemented it for a period of time. However, Zhaojia Village was too small and the system only lasted a short time before all the food was quickly eaten up. Later, when the communal dining system could no longer be sustained, the system automatically returned to the state of each household eating for themselves.

Then came the three difficult years. Zhaojia Village had few people and little land, and the farmland in the mountains could not be irrigated, so it had to rely on natural resources. Life was so hard during those three years! In order to save some food, some elderly people in the village ate as little as possible, and many of them passed away.

It has been many years since the whole village gathered together to eat the pig-killing meal like today. Even if the villagers brought their own staple food such as pancakes, they ate it happily, and everyone had a look of satisfaction on their faces.

The next day, Lin Geng left Zhaojia Village early in the morning and started his journey home. This time he had a great harvest. The tricycle was filled to the brim with more than 300 kilograms of wild boar meat, as well as various mountain products collected from the village. The tires of the tricycle were flattened.

The path leading out of Zhaojia Village is not only narrow and rugged, but also in very bad condition. The tricycle was empty when he came in, and he could still force his way into the mountain by brute force. If that didn't work, he would get off and pull the tricycle for a while. However, it is easy to get in but difficult to get out. Now there are nearly 500 kilograms of things loaded on the tricycle, and Lin is even more tired from pedaling!

Old Zhao originally wanted to ask the young and strong men in the village to escort Lin Geng all the way out of the mountain and then return to the village on a road that was easier to travel on, but Lin Geng refused.

Lin Geng said that the things on the tricycle were nothing to him, and there was no need for the village to send anyone to take him there. As long as they were free later, they could fill up some of the particularly bad roads on the way into the mountains to make it more convenient for him to go into the mountains next time. Then he waved goodbye to them and rode away from Zhaojia Village on his tricycle.

All the people of Zhaojia Village, young and old, ran to the village entrance to see Lin Geng off. The children reluctantly saw him off for a long distance, and only after Lin Geng promised that he would bring them candies next time he came, did they persuade them to go back.

Until he walked a long way and was about to reach the bend in the mountain road, Lin Geng looked back and saw the villagers gathered at the entrance of the village from afar, still waving at him from afar. This made Lin Geng feel very warm. He made up his mind that he would come again after a while, and when he came next time, he would definitely bring more supplies that the villagers needed.

This reminded him of an old saying: When you are poor, you should take care of yourself; when you are rich, you should help the world. Although he was not very capable, he felt that it was within his ability to help small mountain villages like Zhaojia Village.

After turning the corner and no longer seeing Zhaojia Village, Lin Geng stopped, waved his hand, and put all the wild boars and mountain products on the car into the small world. Then he rode the empty tricycle, humming a song all the way as he rode leisurely out of the mountain.

This trip into the mountains was a great harvest for him. Not only did he bring back two wild boars in the car, but he also found two dead wild boars in the warehouse behind the hut in the small world.

In addition, he also took into the small world eleven half-grown wild boars and little wild boars. In addition, he also took into the small world a silly roe deer. Now they are all living freely in the small world.

Because when Lin Geng collected these living creatures in the mountains yesterday, he didn't have time to enter the space to settle them. After the dozen or so living half-grown wild boars and the silly roe deer were taken into the small world, they were like mice falling into a rice jar, and they caused a lot of trouble for the crops planted by Lin Geng in the spiritual field.

After Lin Geng had eaten the pig-killing meal last night and before lying down to sleep, he entered the small world to see what had happened to the wild boars and silly roe deer that he had brought into the small world. When he went in and saw them, he almost got angry. Eleven and a half-grown wild boars and their little wild boars had ruined a large wheat and corn field. The wild boars were all lying in the spiritual field with their bellies full and snoring.

Lin Geng looked at the mess of wheat and corn fields and almost went berserk on the spot and slaughtered all the wild boars.

You know, now in the spiritual fields of his small world, the wheat and corn in the wheat fields and corn fields are almost ripe, but now they have been destroyed by wild boars, which really makes him distressed.

As for the silly roe deer, it was wandering around in its little world foolishly, running here and there, sometimes checking out the rabbit pen, sometimes checking out the chicken pen, or running to the lake to play in the water. When it was hungry, it would run to the farmland to catch something to eat to fill its stomach, and was having a lot of fun.

Lin Geng had no choice but to quickly mark out an area by the lake and drive all the wild boars into the area and keep them in captivity. As for the silly roe deer, it didn't do much destructive power and since it looked so silly, he just left it alone and let it wander around the small world. It didn't matter if it destroyed some food, he just treated it as a pet.

If there is a chance, he plans to catch a few more roe deer and bring them into the small world, and breed them in the small world. In this way, he will never have to worry about not having roe deer meat in the future. Moreover, this thing can be given as a gift in the future, and it will be a rare gift that can be presented to anyone.

Lin Geng rode his tricycle on the dilapidated mountain road, swaying and jumping all the way, whistling in his mouth and in a very good mood. After this trip, he would not have to worry about not completing the tasks assigned to them by the factory for a long time. Even after winter comes, he will not have to worry about not completing the tasks with the two dead wild boars in the warehouse.

This is the life he has always dreamed of. He doesn't have to punch in and out at work from nine to five. He can hang out everywhere every day and get paid. When he is bored, he can go out of the city and wander around the countryside. When he has nothing to do, he can read a book or go fishing. What kind of life could be more comfortable than his?

So he rode his tricycle proudly and headed out of the mountain.

But just as he was thinking about how much money he could make on this trip and was feeling very proud of himself, three men suddenly jumped out from the roadside and blocked his way.