It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 334

Four people were responsible for catching seven wild animals. Even though plucking the pheasants was a very detailed job, it was enough to finish it before dinner.

The stripped waste has been cleaned up, and the ground with remaining blood stains has been covered with a thick layer of ash. After a few gusts of cold wind, the fishy smell in the air has almost dissipated.

Jiang Yan further processed the two pieces of wild game he was given and hung them up to dry, then sat in front of the stove to warm his hands.

Her fingers had become stiff and numb in the joints and her knuckles were slightly swollen due to contact with ice water and prolonged exposure to the cold.

Jiang Yan kept rubbing his palms to warm them up, thinking that he would boil a can of radish water to soak them in water, and then add some cliff fruit oil to moisturize them. Maybe this year the frostbite would recur later.

"Bang~bang~bang~" The gate of the courtyard was knocked.

"What's going on?" Jiang Yan thought nothing of it, thinking it was someone from the village who wanted to see her. She felt too lazy to get up from her stool and open the door. "The door isn't closed tightly. Come in and talk."

After a few breaths, Jiang Yan heard the courtyard door being pushed open, followed by very unfamiliar footsteps.

Who's coming? Before she could get up to check, someone was already standing at the kitchen door.

It was completely dark outside, and the only light in the kitchen was the fire in the stove.

Jiang Yan looked outside and could only vaguely see a tall black shadow, and then something was slowly raised on the right side of the black shadow.

The upper part of the thing is an irregular shape like an axe head, and the lower part gradually becomes thinner, but it is thicker than an ordinary axe handle.

Luckily it wasn't a bear knocking on the door.

Jiang Yan's mind relaxed quietly, but he became alert again in an instant. Most of the people who came to the door with weapons were not good people.

If she were from Dongshan Village, she would have asked directly what she wanted when she was let in. Not to mention that her height was something that even Uncle Jiang Hu, the tallest man in Dongshan Village, could not achieve.

"Who are you? What do you want to talk to me about?" Jiang Yan asked again, but he had already quietly leaned aside to pick up the blowpipe from the pile of firewood beside him.

The blowgun is a piece of bamboo tube nearly one meter long, with a hard texture. It is also the only tool she can get her hands on that can barely be used for self-defense.

If only her knife hadn't been left out in the backyard to dry like the backpack...

Jiang Yan's regret lasted only a moment, and then she heard the man standing at the door say, "Hey... girl, I heard that your village makes delicious soy milk. I'd like to order it for a few days."

I just ordered some soy milk, why were you so silent just now...

But Jiang Yan didn't relax. "Who told you that?"

She had only sold soy milk powder to Manager Hao San, and after that, the masters of the Hao Mansion only drank freshly ground soy milk.

Could it be someone from Fu Mansion?

"Jiang Ying from your village said they drank it once when they came to your village not long ago."

The people from Fu Mansion... Jiang Yan felt much more relieved now. "Wait a minute, I'll light a lamp."

She bent down and pulled out a burning piece of firewood from the stove, and then took out an oil lamp from the cupboard and lit it in the light.

The kitchen became brighter.

Jiang Yan finally saw clearly the person still waiting at the door. It was the man called Hong Lao Ba whom he had bumped into during the day.

Looking at his right hand that had already dropped, it was not an axe, but

"Exchange it for a wild boar's hind leg." The room was lit up, and Hong Lao Ba could also see where Jiang Yan's gaze was.

Jiang Yan smiled at him, then said sheepishly, "The villagers make soy milk for themselves and never thought of selling it outside. I don't know how much you drink every day, but I don't know if we can supply it."

For the sake of this big pork leg, even if Jiang Yan didn't want to take the job, he had to give other villagers the opportunity.

Hong Lao Ba glanced around the kitchen and said, "Just that jar. Three jars a day, for five days."

That was the pickle jar that had just been moved from Aunt Zhou's house. It was about one foot high and the mouth of the jar was half a foot in diameter. It was a big-bellied jar.

Jiang Yan quickly calculated how many soybeans would be needed to make fifteen jars of soy milk, and if he could exchange them for at least ten pounds of meat, it would be totally worth it, and he would even have a surplus.

But she had seen them in the mountains, and considering Jiang Ying's previous hasty return... Jiang Yan asked, "Shouldn't we need to deliver the soy milk to the mountains?"

Fu Guanshi had said they had to do things in secret, so it was wrong for them to go down the mountain to buy some wine. But then again, they had already met in the mountains, so it was impossible to really get rid of him...

Hong Lao Ba shook his head: "I will bring people to get it shortly after dawn." Anyway, the situation inside the cave of Tiankeng Mountain is not known to outsiders.

"That's even better," Jiang Yan said sincerely. "The village elders were already worried because of the sudden appearance of many pheasants, rabbits, and other small creatures in the back mountain. Today, they heard that a wild boar was also encountered, which makes them even more worried."

"If we had to deliver it to the mountains ourselves, we might not dare to take the job."

When Hong Lao Ba heard Jiang Yan agreed, he put down the pork leg and was about to leave.

Jiang Yan quickly called out to him. She looked at the wild boar legs for a few more seconds, and they were indeed very sturdy. Then she looked away and said, "This amount of meat is definitely worth more than five days' worth of soy milk, and we don't even need to send it... You can take these back."

Jiang Yan made a slapping gesture at the upper middle part of the pork leg, then pointed to the lower part and asked Hong Lao Ba to take it away.

The upper part has more meat and fewer bones, so it is convenient for everyone in the village to share and eat.

Hong Lao Ba seemed impatient, his voice sounding a bit fierce. "Take what's given to you. We don't lack meat."

Jiang Yan felt a tightness in his chest. Wow, this guy is so annoying. Some people even complain that he has too much meat.

Jiang Fa and Li Hao from the next courtyard had heard Jiang Yan's voice, but because of their hearing loss, they couldn't make out the content clearly. So they walked into the courtyard and shouted over the wall, "Yanzi, what happened?"

Jiang Yan also replied loudly: "It's okay, I got a good job, I'll tell you later."

Then he said to Hong Lao Ba, "This is such a huge bargain, I really can't take it. How about this? I'll go to the county tomorrow and exchange the extra money for a bag of sugar. The soy milk will taste sweeter. But sugar is precious, and the amount will definitely not be enough, so you can decide how much to put in."

"No need." Although Hong Laoba said that the extra meat would be given to the people of Dongshan Village for free, he also had a scale in his heart.

Originally, he thought it was a one-time deal, and that no matter how much he got at a discount, there wouldn't be a next time, so he just needed to avoid any entanglement or trouble. However, Jiang Yan's approach did make him feel a little better.

He said, "No need for sugar, just give me some dried vegetables. People who eat meat feel dry and need some vegetables to cool down."

As for vegetable leaves, Jiang Yan had accumulated enough to fill four or five bags this year.

"Wait a minute, I'll get it." Jiang Yan agreed immediately and called out to his grandparents next door to ask them to borrow turnips and radishes.

A moment later, Jiang Yan brought out a bag of mixed dried vegetables from the house, and Jiang Fa also came over with two baskets of turnips and radishes that had just been pulled out of the ground.

Jiang Fa approached and saw the tall, strong man standing in the courtyard. He looked unpleasant. He hesitated and asked, "Yanzi, who is this?"