Chapter 9

In an instant, Jiang Xiaoxiao's heart rose to her throat.

Just then, with a muffled "bang"!

The stag that was about to collide with Jiang Xiaoxiao fell heavily to the ground, kicking up dust and revealing Jiang Wei holding a sniper rifle behind it.

Looking at the pitch-black muzzle, which seemed to still be emitting gunpowder smoke, Jiang Xiaoxiao's legs went soft, and she collapsed to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Wei hurriedly stepped forward to check her body.

Jiang Xiaoxiao struggled to stand up, looked timidly at the sniper rifle in her hand, and said weakly: "Mother, this is..."

"Oh, I don't know what this is either; I just picked it up in the bushes." Jiang Wei said without changing her expression.

Jiang Xiaoxiao: "..."

Could her good mother find a better excuse? Did she really take her for a five-year-old child?

Jiang Xiaoxiao wiped her sweat helplessly, looked away, and stopped looking at the sniper rifle.

In fact, she knew clearly in her heart that with her mother's strength, she could solve this deer alone.

But just now, for her safety, she still ignored the danger of exposure and took out the sniper rifle to decisively solve the stag.

Fortunately, her mother's sniper rifle was equipped with a silencer, so it didn't make much noise.

But Jiang Wei, who had checked the stag's carcass, still frowned: "It's getting late; we must hurry down the mountain, otherwise it will be troublesome if the deer blood attracts other wild beasts later."

She wasn't afraid alone, but there was a weak daughter by her side who couldn't even run, and if there were too many wild beasts, she would be outnumbered.

Saying this, Jiang Wei carried the three or four hundred-pound stag alone.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiaoxiao also took the initiative to carry the back basket, while casually scraping some soil to cover the blood on the ground, and then followed her mother down the mountain in a hurry.

Going up the mountain was difficult, but the mountain road going down was much easier to walk.

Jiang Xiaoxiao followed closely behind her mother all the way, and she didn't feel as tired as she did when going up the mountain just now.

Arriving at the foot of the mountain, their house was not far away.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, Jiang Xiaoxiao ran forward in one breath, rushed into the courtyard with her short legs, and opened the door.

When Jiang Wei carried the deer into the house, she swept a quick glance outside, and seeing that no one had discovered them, she hurriedly closed the door.

Jiang Wei couldn't help but be amused by her vigilant little appearance: "So afraid of being discovered by others?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao nodded repeatedly without hiding it: "If the villagers find out, they will come to grab our deer!"

This was not alarmist; in the original book's plot, the female lead once went up the mountain to hunt and was seen by the villagers, and many people took the opportunity to come and take advantage.

Especially the Old Li family, who came directly with kitchen knives to force the female lead to cut meat for them.

"It's okay, if they dare to come and grab it, I'll beat them away!" Jiang Wei comforted her by stroking her head.

Jiang Xiaoxiao nodded: "Then I'll help Mother beat them!"

Jiang Wei couldn't help but be amused by her words again, and after stroking her little head, she started to take a kitchen knife to cut off the deer antlers on the stag's head.

These deer antlers were good things worth ten thousand gold; she had to cut them off quickly and store them separately.

As for this deer, she would carry it to town to sell tomorrow.

She didn't lack food, but what she lacked was the silver of this world.

Jiang Wei looked at her mother's skilled knife work, and then looked at her carrying such a big deer from the mountain all the way home without panting, and expressed deep envy; having an ability was really good.

Unlike her, coming down from the mountain, she was still sweating and her legs were soft.

When would this weak body be able to recover?

After processing the deer antlers, the sun gradually shifted to the west.

Jiang Wei then went to the kitchen, preparing to make something to eat.

The basket of vegetables Qiulian Niang sent in the morning was still on the table. She went up to rummage through it and found a small cloth bag at the bottom. Unpacking it, it turned out to be a bag of buckwheat flour.

Ancient productivity was backward, and this buckwheat flour was not finely ground, mixed with many wheat husks, and the porridge made from it had a rough texture and scratched the throat.

But the amount of this buckwheat flour was sufficient; if it were an ordinary person, it would be enough to eat for three to five days.

Jiang Wei silently noted this kindness, and with a thought, she transferred the buckwheat flour into her space and replaced it with fine rice and flour.

She tied the cloth bag back up and put it back in the basket, thought about it, and put a few eggs in the basket.

After doing all this, Jiang Xiaoxiao also entered the kitchen from outside.

"Mother, are you going to cook? I'll help you burn the fire."

"Mm, I'll go fetch some water first; you help take out the vegetables in the basket and wash them." Jiang Wei responded, turned around, and went out carrying a bucket.

Jiang Xiaoxiao came to the table, and just as she took out the vegetables in the basket, she discovered half a basket of eggs piled at the bottom...

Jiang Xiaoxiao: "..."

Well, she was used to it.

Now, no matter what her mother took out of the space, she could be unsurprised.

She turned to look at the small cloth bag on the side, opened it, and saw white rice and flour!

Jiang Xiaoxiao helplessly supported her forehead; her mother might not know that rice and white flour were rare items in ancient times and were not common in peasant households, usually only eaten by nobles and officials.

The living standard of Qiulian Niang's family could only be considered medium-high in the village, and they obviously couldn't afford this kind of fine white flour, let alone send them so much...

Sigh, forget it, her mother didn't know this, she would just help hide it more in the future.

At this time, Jiang Wei also came in carrying water. Seeing Jiang Xiaoxiao standing in front of the table staring at the grain in the basket, she couldn't help but laugh: "What's wrong, scared by the things Qiulian Niang sent?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao came back to her senses, and then her little face wore a serious look: "Mother, Qiulian Auntie sent us so many things; I will definitely not talk nonsense when I go out in the future, lest people be jealous!"

"Good girl~" Jiang Wei's smile deepened. Looking at the vegetables on the table, she said: "Mother will make you chive dumplings today; you go wash the vegetables, and Mother will hurry up to knead the dough."

"Mm-hmm!"

Jiang Xiaoxiao hugged the chives and went to the courtyard, and Jiang Wei also rolled up her sleeves and started working!

In the end, Jiang Wei not only made chive dumplings but also pasted a dozen egg pancakes.

Jiang Xiaoxiao ate with relish, especially the egg pancakes, which were crispy and fragrant; she guessed that lard was added when kneading the dough, and it was full of rich egg fragrance.

After the mother and daughter had a full meal, they washed up and went to sleep early.

Jiang Xiaoxiao knew clearly that her mother didn't touch the deer again after cutting off the deer antlers today, and she probably wanted to take it to town to sell tomorrow morning.

Before dawn the next day, Jiang Xiaoxiao was shaken awake.

Her mother had already packed up, and the stag had been wrapped in oilcloth and placed at her feet.

"Why don't you wait for me at home, I'll go alone." Jiang Wei looked at the sleepy Jiang Xiaoxiao and said.

"No, I want to go..." Jiang Xiaoxiao rubbed her eyes quickly, then put on her clothes and climbed off the bed.

This was the day her mother earned her first pot of gold; she couldn't miss it!

Besides, she hadn't been to town yet.

(End of chapter)