Wang Manyin once watched a video of a later life: a certain uncle's house entered a weasel and called the firefighters to capture it. The firefighters were so busy catching the weasel that they were so careless that they vomited.

Later in the video, experts say that the fluid of the weasel glands contains 9 sulfides (up to 3 sulfides in the stinky farts expelled by humans).

Once humans or animals inhale too much, they will not only vomit, but also be prone to dizziness. In more serious cases, it can even cause confusion and hallucinations.

Anyway, this thing belongs to the poison gas opening the door - the gas is home.

However, Wang Manyin became excited, as if he saw a stack of tickets beckoning to him.

No way, I've been too poor lately.

Although the fish in the space pond grow rapidly, they are not enough to sell for money.

Some time ago, I bought chicken, rice, and other miscellaneous things...... There is not much left of more than a hundred dollars.

According to his lavish method, he can last for another month at most.

If you don't have money in your hand, you don't have a place in your heart.

Kill this weasel, you can exchange it for a few bucks - no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat.

A few days ago, he was still thinking about catching weasels and selling them for money, but he didn't expect that someone looking for death would be automatically sent to the door so soon.

Therefore, Wang Manyin did not hesitate at all, and directly flashed into the space. When he reappeared, he had an extra shovel in his hand. A few quick steps, shoot directly at the weasel.

The two shovels went down, and this guy didn't move at all.

It's just that the body is still twitching slightly, and it is obviously impossible to live.

This guy has thick fur, more than forty centimeters from head to tail, and has grown for at least three years, which is a first-class product. If you get it to the supply and marketing cooperative, it is estimated that it can be sold for five yuan.

The only pity is that I was bitten by the rhubarb with two holes, which may have an effect.

Holding back the stench, Wang Manyin threw the weasel aside. Then he looked into the hen's coop and saw that the three hens were fine, so he was relieved.

The rhubarb on the other side also quickly returned to normal, and his spirit was still a little sluggish.

Looks like I'm scared by the smell.

The weasel still smells of it, and there is no way to put it in the cave. Wang Manyin simply found a rope to tie the weasel's head and hung it on the cliff wall at the entrance of the cave.

If the wind blows overnight, it is estimated that it will be tasteless tomorrow.

Closing the door of the cave, he entered the space as usual and looked good.

There is no greenhouse effect in this era, and it has just entered the beginning of winter, and the weather is surprisingly cold at night. Outside the village, there is a thick layer of ice in the Dongla River.

And in the space, it is still warm as spring.

Every time he enters it, Wang Manyin has a feeling of being in a different world, changing time and space.

As far as the eye can see, the whole space is full of spring. The green grass is continuous, and there are also dots of wildflowers, which add a lot of life to the yellow earth.

The wheat outside is just about ten centimeters high, and the space is already knee-deep, and some have even begun to pull out joints and tassels. It seems that it will take more than a month at most, and it will almost be mature.

However, Wang Manyin is not too sure about whether he can produce wheat grains.

Although the temperature of the space is more than ten degrees higher than that of the outside world, it is not the season in the end.

However, he had a hope in his heart that if he could really produce wheat grains, he would not have to worry about food problems in the future.

Based on the output of later generations, if the remaining two acres of land are well utilized, three thousand catties of grain can be dropped in the summer and autumn of a year.

Even according to the current output, there are thousands of catties, which is almost enough for him and Orchid to eat.

The only thing that makes Wang Manyin a little regretful is that the current space is still more than three acres and has not grown.

After inspecting it, he continued to dig the canal.

This is also a daily work, and it will not stop until all the more than three acres of land can be watered.

In the next few days, Wang Manyin's days were very regular. I have nothing to do in the morning to dig a cave, and in the afternoon I am resting at home, or I am busy when I enter the space.

In other words, it has been almost a month since he came to this world.

Every day, digging ditches and digging caves, all the work is hard work. The whole person has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the empty flesh has also become tendon meat, and the elbow is forced, and the biceps brachii are bulging.

The original second-rate temperament has also completely faded, and his face has a little more masculine taste unique to the Northwest Han.

When he first came to this world, Wang Manyin was tired and panting from the firewood bundle on his back, and now he picked two large baskets of loess weighing more than 100 catties, just like playing.

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At the beginning of a new day, Wang Manyin released water on the dung heap as usual.

He had planned to renovate a toilet outside, but he was so busy digging caves that he forgot about it completely.

Hearing the sound of chirping overhead, Wang Manyin subconsciously raised his head.

I saw that on the acacia tree not far from the dung heap, two magpies were busy building a nest.

After a few days of hard work, the magpie's nest is already the size of a basin, and I don't know where the two guys got so much firewood.

Today, the Shibi Festival Commune is gathering, and he has no plans to have breakfast at home. Instead, he was going to delay for a day, go to the supply and marketing cooperatives to sell the weasel, and weigh a few catties of salt back by the way.

As for the rhubarb, I don't know where to run early in the morning.

Wang Manyin didn't even shout a few times, so he simply didn't wait.

Twenty minutes later, we had arrived at the commune.

As usual, he first went to the pigeon market for a walk, and then went to the restaurant for breakfast. After eating and drinking, I came to the local specialty store department of the Shibi Festival.

This store is under the jurisdiction of the supply and marketing cooperative, in addition to selling all kinds of agricultural tools, it is to buy all kinds of leather goods. Like dog skins, sheepskins, cat skins, fox skins, weasel skins, etc., these are all collected, and even wolf skins are required.

When Wang Manyin walked into the house, he saw that there were already many farmers gathered in front of the counter. Like themselves, they all caught weasels during the slack season and sold them to the supply and marketing cooperatives.

After a glance, Wang Manyin realized that he was too unprofessional.

When people catch weasels, they are all skinned. There is no such thing as him, and he just slipped over to Ti.

He hurriedly stopped the farmer who was also selling leather goods and asked: "Big brother, the first time I caught a weasel, I don't know how to peel it, will the supply and marketing cooperatives accept it?" ”

"Collect," the other party nodded, and asked curiously, "Why don't you peel the weasel at home and sell it, this head is not small, and it can produce two catties of meat." Why don't you borrow a sickle and peel it off? ”

In the words, there was still envy.

Wang Manyin understood: It turned out that these people only sold weasel skins because they ate meat.

Immediately, he felt normal again.

These days, people have an unusual craving for meat, even rat meat can be eaten, and what is a weasel.

Even if people in later generations live well, they don't eat some strange things.

However, he didn't plan to peel it on the spot at all, so he naturally refused.

After the man was rejected, he looked at the weasel that Wang Manyin was holding in his hand, and praised again, "Your fur is good, it is estimated that it is first-class hair, and it is also big, and it is estimated that it can be sold for five yuan." ”

Wang Manyin had already seen the price list of leather goods from the small blackboard at the door, and it was clearly written on it, the weasel skin purchase was divided into three grades, four anise pieces of first-class hair, four triangles of second-class hair, and one of three pieces of two-cornered third-class hair.

However, depending on the size, the price will also fluctuate.

So he also had an estimate in his heart of how much the weasel skin in his hand was worth.

It was an old man who bought the fur, and when he saw Wang Manyin put the weasel on the counter, he was also a little surprised: "Why didn't you peel the skin and sell it?" ”

Wang Manyin repeated what he had just said as usual.

The other party didn't say anything more, and stretched out two fingers to brush the weasel tail upwards and backwards until the end.

Then with a blow with his mouth, the fur that was originally upside down immediately fell neatly.

"Good fur, first class, five pieces three. Okay? ”

Wang Manyin nodded, he didn't plan to make a price, it didn't mean anything to him to sell a few dimes more.

After receiving the money, he was going to go to the store next door to buy some candy.

As a result, as soon as I walked out the door, I heard a voice behind me.

"Brother Man Yin!"