After dressing up as a stepmother, I transformed the whole family into working in the fields

After resting in the cave for one night, Qin Yao and his son separated from Yang Da and his son early the next morning.

The father and son will stay in the mountains to continue hunting, and will not go down until Yang Xuzhen has caught the prey.

Before Qin Yao left, he told Yang Da what he had seen in this area last year. There were basically no wild beasts and the cave was quite safe. They could rest assured that it could be used as a temporary stronghold.

"Then you should be careful when going down the mountain, the mountain road is slippery." Yang Da warned.

The mother and son nodded to express their understanding, and then took the prey down the mountain.

Qin Yao dragged the prey in front, while Da Lang followed Qin Yao with his sack on his back and a squirrel that was full of energy and ready to bite.

The two of them did not return the same way, but walked along the foothills towards Kaiyang County.

It's a familiar journey, and it's familiar again. In addition, my body is in very good condition this time, so I don't feel too tired dragging more than 600 kilograms of prey.

But I always have to worry about Dalang following behind me, which makes me feel tired.

The child's steps are slow and she cannot walk too fast.

The slope was too steep, so she simply let him sit on the trailer and she took him and the prey up the slope.

When encountering a cliff with all sides, you have to tie a rope to prevent the child from being lost while walking.

After such a delay, Qin Yao could reach the county town alone in the evening, but it took him an entire night.

After sleeping one more night in the mountains, we saw the city gate of Kaiyang County at noon the next day.

Fortunately, the temperature in the mountains is relatively low, Qin Yao is well preserved, and the decapitated tiger and sika deer are still fresh.

But the price of the meat is definitely not high anymore, but there is still some room for negotiation on the price of the tiger skin.

This time Qin Yao learned from last year's experience and covered the prey with branches so that no one could tell what kind of beast she had killed.

After paying the entry fee for both of them, the mother and son entered the city in a low-key manner.

There was no market today and there were not many people on the street. Qin Yao thought of Shopkeeper Fan and led Dalang directly towards the back door of the restaurant.

"Auntie, why did we go through the back door?" Dalang asked doubtfully.

Qin Yao: "Going through the front door affects other people's business."

Dalang nodded and learned again.

The little squirrel lost its temper and fell limply in his arms. He might have been hungry, after all, he hadn't eaten for two days.

Dalang wanted to feed it some fruits picked from the tree, but it didn't eat at all and only drank water. How could it still have the energy to make trouble.

Qin Yao put the prey on the ground, patted the messy clothes on her body, and plucked out the messy hair, then stepped forward and knocked on the brass ring on the door.

After waiting for a while, someone came to open the door. It was the young apprentice of the master chef.

"Ms. Qin?" The young apprentice was shocked. If he hadn't recognized Qin Yao, he would have thought there were two beggars coming to beg for food.

Qin Yao helplessly waved to him to come out, "I'll show you something good!"

After uncovering the branches covering the prey, the golden fur was exposed. The little apprentice's eyes widened instantly. He took two excited breaths and was speechless. He only gestured to Qin Yao to wait. He would go now. Bring the shopkeeper here.

After a while, shopkeeper Fan and the master chef arrived. When they saw the tiger's body on the trailer, they took two steps back in shock.

They all looked at Qin Yao and saw her waving her hands to indicate that she was dead. Then they dared to get closer and carefully inspect the fur and the bloody tiger neck to see if the meat was still fresh.

They were all acquaintances, and Qin Yao did not conceal the death dates of the sika deer and tiger, saying truthfully:

"He died at dusk the day before yesterday, less than twenty-four hours ago. I rubbed a layer of salt on the wound. If it is well placed, the meat will be fragrant before noon tomorrow."

The master chef in the kitchen asked strangely: "Ms. Qin, where did this tiger head go?"

Dalang, who was carrying a sack on his back, took an uneasy step back from Qin Yao, fearing that they would know that he wanted to buy the tiger head from his place.

Unfortunately, as soon as he moved, people noticed him.

When they first entered the city gate, two guards also discovered the bloody sack. Naturally, they had to investigate.

Then there was a gasp.

Afraid of being blocked by them, Qin Yao gave each of them an extra ten cents, and then they entered the city smoothly.

Seeing that they found the tiger head, Qin Yao said bluntly: "I want to take this head home, not sell it."

It doesn't affect the tiger skin anyway.

But the price must be lowered. Shopkeeper Fan offered ninety taels of silver.

Excluding the head of the tiger, only about 480 kilograms are left. The sika deer weighs 112 kilograms. Shopkeeper Fan doesn't even bother to weigh it. The left and right are just the tiger's heads.

Seeing that Qin Yao was not very satisfied with the price, shopkeeper Fan explained with a wry smile:

"If you had delivered it yesterday evening, I would have given you a higher price for the meat. But you are still a headless corpse. If we want to sell the skin, it is difficult to find a buyer."

Qin Yao didn't want to say anything anymore. If it weren't for Da Lang, he might not have met this tiger.

"Okay, that's it, I'll help you move in."

Shopkeeper Fan happily asked, "Remember to help me peel off the skin."

The chef in the kitchen also said excitedly: "After I finish this, I will make braised pork noodles for you two. I happened to have some braised noodles left over from the cooking this morning. This one contains aniseed, so it's expensive!"

Qin Yao responded in the courtyard: "Okay, remember to make it for five people, and I won't take any of the money from you for killing the tiger!"

The master looked annoyed, "I almost forgot about your huge appetite."

Looking back, I saw Dalang still standing by the door, beckoning him to come in, and closing the back door to avoid being overheard by the restaurant opposite.

Today, they are going to catch the other side off guard!

This is tiger meat, and in their small county, they might not be able to eat it even once in decades.

Qin Yao spread out the prey, asked the young apprentice to take it out and throw it away, walked into the kitchen, picked out the knife that he had handy, and peeled off the tiger's skin completely.

Seeing that Shopkeeper Fan was about to take it away, Qin Yao thought of her tiger head and hurriedly asked: "Shopkeeper Fan, who do you want to give this leather to?"

Knowing what she wanted to do, Shopkeeper Fan waved to Dalang who was squatting by the door, "Bring the tiger head. I'll ask someone to get it for you. Next time you go to the city, come directly to me to pick it up."

Qin Yao asked: "How much is it?"

"Five hundred coins, I will deduct it directly from the money given to you." After saying that, he took the tiger skin and tiger head and left in a hurry.

After he finished working on the skin, he still had to hang up today's tiger meat sign.

While Qin Yao was handling the prey, Dalang obediently sat in the yard holding the little squirrel.

When Qin Yao finished his work, the master chef also brought out the braised pork noodles in a large bowl and said, "Eat it while it's hot!"

The aroma of braised pork fills the backyard, covering up the smell of blood. The diced pork belly is boiled in the braised water until crystal clear. It is spread on the white noodles and garnished with a handful of chives. It is full of color, flavor and flavor.

Dalang, whose stomach was growling from hunger for a long time, looked straight in his eyes.

Qin Yao's face was calm, but her hands moved very quickly. She asked for a pottery bowl from the kitchen and gave a full bowl to Da Lang, "Eat quickly."

He picked up the basin and ate happily.

The small backyard was filled with the aroma of braised pork noodles and the happy sounds of mother and son sucking the noodles.

After finishing the bowl of noodles, shopkeeper Fan took the silver, which brought a successful conclusion to the experience journey of mother and son.