Sweet Dreams in Famine Years: The System Leads to a Brilliant Life

"Zeng'er, you're back just in time. We have already dealt with the deer." Zeng's father told her immediately when he saw Zeng Zhengen return to the team.

Zeng Zhengen cut several kilograms of venison for the hunter to express his gratitude. After all, the hunter helped to process the deer, and he couldn't let his hard work go in vain.

When the hunter saw the venison Zeng Zhengen handed over, he quickly waved his hand to refuse: "This... How can I do this! It's not easy for you to kill a prey, how can I take your things for free!"

"Uncle, this is not for nothing." Zeng Zhengen insisted, "You helped me a lot. If you hadn't helped me deal with this deer, I really don't know what to do."

At Zeng Zhengen's insistence, the hunter finally accepted the venison. Seeing Zeng Zhengen's generosity, other villagers also had some small ideas and wanted to shamelessly ask for a few pounds of venison.

However, before they could make any move, Pan Yang's eldest son Pan Mingyang came over. He was a few years older than Zeng Zhengen and usually called her "Zeng girl".

"Girl Zeng, our family wants to exchange some venison with you to satisfy our craving." Pan Mingyang said.

Yang Yueyue smiled and asked, "Brother Pan, how many pounds do you want?"

Zeng Zhengen did not give it to him directly. After all, there were many people in the famine-fighting team. If she gave it to Pan Mingyang now, others would also want her to give them meat after seeing it, which would be difficult to deal with. If she gave it to him, the amount of meat from the deer was limited and it would be difficult to meet the needs of everyone; if she did not give it to him, she was afraid of offending others. Therefore, she decided to solve the problem from the source.

She made it clear: "If you want to eat meat, you have to exchange it for silver or other items, otherwise no deal." This way, she could avoid having everyone come to her and prevent possible disputes.

Pan Mingyang understood her concerns, so he proposed an exchange: "I only have 20 coins here, how much meat can I get?" He said a little embarrassedly that the money at home was managed by his mother, and he only had this little money with him. He decided to take out the money so that his daughter could taste some meat.

Zeng Zhengen smiled and replied, "Brother Pan, I will calculate it for you based on the price of pork!" Before the famine, the price of pork was eight cents per pound, and then it rose to ten cents per pound. Considering that everyone was from the same village, Zeng Zhengen decided to calculate it based on the original price of eight cents per pound.

Pan Mingyang took out twenty coins, and Zeng Zhengen cut two and a half catties of venison for him. Pan Mingyang took the meat with gratitude and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, Zeng girl! In the future, if you need my help, just ask, and I will do my best."

The price of game meat was much higher than pork, but Zeng Zhengen not only sold it to him at the price of pork, but also at the price before the famine. Pan Mingyang was very grateful and remembered this kindness, and decided to repay it well in the future.

Seeing Pan Mingyang using silver to exchange for meat, other villagers who had their own plans were too embarrassed to ask Zeng Zhengen for more. So, villagers with silver came to Zeng Zhengen to exchange for meat. Zeng Zhengen sold it at the price of eight cents per pound, and soon more than half of the venison was sold out.

Zeng Zhengen gave half of the remaining small portion to Zeng's mother and others. After Zeng's mother took the meat, she took out some silver from her pocket and stuffed it into Zeng Zhengen's arms.

Zeng Zhengen saw this and quickly returned the silver to his mother: "Mom, how can this be possible? What are you doing?"

"Child, you worked so hard to hunt this deer. How can you let your parents eat it for free? What's more, you have to support three children by yourself. How can you do this without some money?" Zeng's mother looked at Zeng Zhengen with a distressed face. In fact, she had long planned to take this opportunity to give her some money.

Zeng Zhengen resolutely refused and said with a smile: "Mom, how can you charge money for feeding your parents meat?"

Several children immediately echoed, "Grandma, this meat is a gift from mom and us to you. You must accept it, otherwise we will be very sad." As they spoke, they deliberately put on an aggrieved look.

Zeng's mother was amused by the children and had to compromise: "Okay, okay, grandma, is it okay for you to accept it?" After that, she took the silver back.

Afterwards, Zeng's mother called Wang Huan and several children aside and said earnestly, "You saw it too. Zeng girl killed this deer all by herself. She gave us so much meat. You must not be ungrateful in the future. You must help Zeng girl more. Do you hear me?"

Zeng Sirui was the first to express her opinion: "Grandma, I understand. I will definitely help my aunt more in the future." She was very grateful to her aunt. Not only did she bring them cakes, but now they also had venison to eat. She was determined to help in the future.

Although Zeng Sicheng didn't say anything, he was a little shaken in his heart. He thought that for the sake of the venison, he would not bother with his cousins ​​for the time being.

Zeng's mother turned her eyes to Wang Huan, feeling somewhat dissatisfied. This daughter-in-law was usually short-sighted and always fussed over trivial matters. Seeing so much venison, Wang Huan smiled so hard that her eyes almost narrowed into slits, and she only wanted to give Cheng'er a good nourishment. Her smile became brighter, but Zeng's mother became more and more annoyed with her.

"Old man, I'm asking you a question!" Zeng's mother raised her voice with a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone.

Wang Huan finally reacted and turned around quickly. Seeing that Zeng's mother was still waiting for her to speak, she quickly said, "Mom, don't worry. I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know what's good for me. My aunt gave us so much meat, and I remember it in my heart. If anyone dares to bully her in the future, I will be the first to say no."

Zeng's mother snorted coldly, and said sternly: "It's better to be like this, otherwise I will be the first one to not forgive you."

Wang Hong felt nervous when she saw this, fearing that Zeng's mother would really not give her meat to eat, so she quickly smiled and said, "Don't worry, mother, I will definitely do what I say, and I will teach Cheng'er well and let him do the same in the future."

In fact, Zeng's mother just wanted to give her a warning and didn't really want to make things difficult for Wang Huan. Seeing that Wang Huan's attitude was quite sincere, she took the opportunity to stop, nodded and said no more.

"Okay, cut some meat and cook it later, and pickle the rest with salt to prevent it from going bad," Zeng's mother ordered. It was midsummer and the weather was hot, so the meat had to be pickled quickly to keep it longer.

Wang Huan nodded and quickly responded, "Okay, mother, you take a rest first. I'll have Cheng'er call you when I've finished cooking the meat."

After saying that, she couldn't wait to pick up the meat and prepare to process it. Zeng's mother looked at her anxious look and couldn't help but snorted coldly, but didn't say anything else.

In just half an hour, the entire team was filled with the rich aroma of meat.