My Wife Is the Capitalist Heiress of the 1970s - Chapter 33

A short while later, Zhou Yuanchao returned after sending Dahei and Dahuang back.

After discussing it, they decided to keep the baby wild boar for themselves. The baby wild boar and the adult wild boar would fetch the same price if sold, so it was better to keep it for themselves.

After all, the meat of this little wild boar is much more tender than that of the big wild boar.

Half of the wild boar, weighing about 100 jin, was given to the village, while the other half was prepared to be sold at the state-run restaurant in town.

These hunters all have their own cooperative channels. If they want to sell their hunted game, they usually go to the state-run restaurants or supply and marketing cooperatives in town, where the prices are about the same.

Of course, if anyone is not satisfied with the purchase price of this state-run restaurant, there is also a black market, where the selling price is at least 50% higher than that of the state-run restaurant.

However, the risks are also high. If caught, one cannot escape the charge of speculation and profiteering, and will also have to spend a few days in jail.

There was no need for it; neither Zhou Yuanchao nor Zhou Wenshan had any intention of going to the black market.

There’s no need to rush for money now; there will always be a time when we can make a lot of money in the future.

At noon, the dishes were plentiful: pork heart soup, stir-fried pork liver with scallions, and stir-fried pork with chili peppers. The whole family ate with gusto, their mouths greasy with oil.

With the addition of cornbread and steamed buns made from a mixture of corn and water, I almost ate my fill.

After the meal, Zhou Yuanchao and Zhou Wenshan cut up the wild boar together, and then instructed their mother, Liu Cuihua, to salt the meat, otherwise, in this weather, the pork would spoil in a few days.

Then, the head of the wild boar was removed and it was cut in half. After weighing it, one half actually weighed about 110 jin (50 catties).

Zhou Yuanchao loaded half a pig onto his own cart and said, “Wenhai, take this half-raw pork to the brigade headquarters!”

Zhou Wenhai agreed and pushed the cart out.

Zhou Yuanchao set up the bicycle, put the remaining half of the pork in a bag, and placed it on the back rack of the bicycle. “I’m going to sell this pork. You guys wait for me at home!”

After saying that, he rode his bicycle to town.

Zhou Wenshan went back inside, took a cold shower, and changed his clothes.

The clothes he was wearing had two more holes in them and were stained with blood.

It needs to be washed and mended before it can be worn.

After taking a shower, Chen Wan came in to get his clothes to go out and shower. When she saw Zhou Wenshan there, he wasn’t dressed properly, wearing only shorts. She blushed.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Wenshan couldn’t help but chuckle. “What part of my body haven’t you seen before? Are you getting shy about this?”

Chen Wan was shocked that he would say such things in broad daylight and immediately became anxious.

Zhou Wenshan wasn’t ashamed; she still had her pride. If her mother and sister-in-law in the yard heard this, she didn’t know how much they would laugh at her.

She rushed forward and covered his mouth, “You, what nonsense are you talking about? Don’t you know how to be careful in broad daylight!”

Looking at her adorable appearance, Zhou Wenshan realized that she was in no way inferior to the campus belle of his university before he transmigrated, and in fact, she was far superior.

Unable to resist, he cupped Chen Wan’s cheeks in his hands and kissed her twice.

At this moment, Chen Wan’s face turned bright red, so red that it looked as if it were about to bleed, as if it were on fire.

Realizing what was happening, she stomped on Zhou Wenshan’s foot, touching his flushed face, and yelled, “You pervert!”

She turned around and went out to do laundry. She’s not going to talk to that bastard Zhou Wenshan today, hmph!

Zhou Wenshan watched Chen Wan leave, feeling quite satisfied. There was nothing else to do, so he could finally rest for a while.

Thinking of lying in bed to take a nap, the bed still smelled of Chen Wan, which was quite pleasant…

Before long, Zhou Wenshan fell asleep…

Around 3 p.m., Zhou Yuanchao returned from town on his bicycle.

I bought some daily necessities that we were short of at home, and also a pound of brown sugar.

Zhou Wenshan went over and asked, “Dad, how much did you get for the pork?”

Zhou Yuanchao parked his bicycle. “35 cents a pound, 110 pounds, sold for 38.5 yuan!”

As Zhou Yuanchao spoke, he took out a wad of cash from his pocket and handed it to Liu Cuihua, saying, “I bought some things, and there’s 36 yuan left. Keep it!”

Liu Cuihua beamed with joy, wiped her hands on her clothes, and reached out to take the money. “I’ll keep it right away!”

Liu Cuihua always kept the family’s money. She was meticulous; although she couldn’t read, she knew about money and could do accounting.

Last time, when Zhou Wenshan got married, his family gave him a bride price of 88 yuan. In addition, they bought some other things, which cost a total of more than 100 yuan. There wasn’t much money left in the family.

This made Liu Cuihua anxious. What if the family ran out of money?

Now that she’s finally seeing a return on her investment, Liu Cuihua feels much more at ease.

I was so afraid of being poor in the past that I couldn’t sleep soundly at night if I didn’t have some money in my hand.

Zhou Wenshan was stunned. He hadn’t expected the pork to be sold so cheaply. “Dad, this pork is only 35 cents a pound at the state-run restaurant? We have to pay more than 70 cents a pound for it!”

Zhou Yuanchao rolled up his sleeves, fetched some hot water, and washed his hands with laundry detergent. “They’re still whole, bones and flesh, and the hair hasn’t been removed, so of course they’re cheap! That’s the price we get when we sell to state-owned enterprises, and it’s the same at supply and marketing cooperatives! We can get a higher price on the black market, but there’s no need to take that risk!”

Zhou Wenshan nodded. That’s true. It’s okay to be cheaper. We have other options. There’s no need to go to the black market.

Besides, they can just hunt more game in the future; little by little, they’ll accumulate wealth.

Zhou Wenshan rested for two hours at noon and is now full of energy.

He then took a bunch of pebbles and started practicing his stone-throwing skills by banging them around.

Zhou Yuanchao saw this but didn’t say anything more; on the contrary, he was very supportive.

After all, he wasn’t just practicing blindly. On his two trips up the mountain, Zhou Wenshan had already hit a pheasant once and a wild boar once with these small stones.

Zhou Wenshan felt that the power of the stones he threw was getting greater and greater, the distance was getting farther and farther, and the accuracy was getting higher and higher, just like the hidden weapons in martial arts novels.

Who knows, after a while, I might be able to go hunting in the mountains on my own with just some small stones.

With that in mind, he practiced even more enthusiastically!

Bang, bang, bang…

The stone, about the size of a washbasin, showed signs of cracking after being struck by his smaller stones.

He practiced until Chen Wan called him to dinner, then he put down the stone, washed his hands, and ate.

All afternoon, Zhou Wenshan practiced throwing stones without being disturbed, because Zhou Yuanchao had already told everyone that Zhou Wenshan had shot down the little wild boar with a stone.

Liu Cuihua, her elder brother and sister-in-law, and Chen Wan would no longer underestimate Zhou Wenshan’s seemingly childish act of throwing small stones.

After all, even wild boars can’t stand this, so what would happen if it hit a person?