Reborn in the 1980s: Nine Stunning Beauties Get Pregnant Before Marriage

Chen Yongqiang placed the two wild boars side by side, gazing at the prey that weighed over two hundred pounds in total.

Even though he has considerable strength from years of hard work, transporting these two large items back in one go is by no means an easy task.

He had previously sent Liang Meie away precisely so that he could use the system that only he knew about.

Chen Yongqiang focused his mind and activated his will; the two wild boars on the ground instantly disappeared and were stored in the system space.

This space is amazing, but it's the first time I've ever seen one that can hold such a huge object.

He felt a buzzing in his head, as if he had been hit on the back of the head with a club, and his vision went black.

Staggering, he grabbed the bamboo beside him and drank several mouthfuls of spiritual spring water before he regained his senses.

"It seems the system has limitations on the items it can store!" he thought to himself. "I've never had this reaction when collecting seeds before, so I'll have to be more careful using it in the future."

As the dizziness subsided, he immediately used his foot to poke at the dead leaves, carefully covering the remaining bloodstains on the ground.

After finishing all this, he picked up his miner's lamp and hurried away along the path he had come from.

Back in his own courtyard, Chen Yongqiang had a thought and took the two wild boars out of his spatial storage.

"Xiulian, get up and lend a hand, boil some water!" he called into the house.

The light bulb in the inner room turned on, and Lin Xiulian came out wearing a coat.

When two wild boars came into view, she gasped, covering her mouth in surprise: "Good heavens... these two wild boars, our family is finally going to be alright!"

The wild boar I sold for nearly sixty yuan a few days ago, these two wild boars should fetch at least a hundred yuan.

The larger one had obvious bullet holes in its head, while the smaller one had large patches of black blood congealed on its neck.

She suddenly noticed the dark stains on Chen Yongqiang's trousers: "Are you injured?"

Chen Yongqiang washed his trouser legs with water from the water tank: "They've got a few scrapes. You boil some water first; we need to get these two sorted out before dawn."

The light bulbs in the yard attracted moths to swarm around them. While Chen Yongqiang was sharpening his knife on the whetstone, Lin Xiulian had already boiled two large pots of water.

About an hour later, the first wild boar was cleaned up and lay naked on the bluestone slab.

Chen Yongqiang wiped his sweat, picked up a knife, sliced ​​off a piece of tenderloin from the ribs, and handed it to Lin Xiulian: "This piece is the most tender. Stir-fry it with chili peppers."

Lin Xiulian took the meat and didn't ask any more questions this time. She was gradually getting used to it and knew that Chen Yongqiang liked this kind of food.

The aroma of wild boar meat bursting forth as it hit the pot, mingling with the spiciness of green peppers, permeated the courtyard.

"The wild boar meat is ready, let's eat it while it's hot!" Lin Xiulian called out from the kitchen.

Chen Yongqiang responded, and the machete in his hand fell swiftly, severing the wild boar's head.

He carried the pig's head into the kitchen and placed it on the cutting board: "I'll scald this pig's head with boiling water in a bit; I'm going to take it to the mountain god temple for worship."

Lin Xiulian was ladling the stir-fried wild boar meat into a bowl when she heard this and nodded: "We should go and thank the Mountain God; our lives are getting better every day."

Chen Yongqiang first picked up a piece of meat with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. The meat was tender, and the spiciness of the chili peppers perfectly brought out the original flavor of the wild game.

As he ate this rare wild game, he was filled with emotion: he was able to live such a good life now thanks to the protection of the mountain god.

Although the system never explicitly said that it should thank the mountain god, such things had to be understood by oneself.

Chen Yongqiang's gratitude to the mountain god comes from the bottom of his heart.

After finishing his wild boar meat, Chen Yongqiang casually wiped his mouth and said, "I'm going to the market in town after dawn. You take care of the wild boar head and wait for me to come back."

As he spoke, he cut the remaining wild boar meat into large, even pieces and put them into two bamboo baskets.

I tried to sell them in the village a few days ago, but the villagers weren't well-off, and I knew I couldn't sell all two wild boars at the village entrance.

Lin Xiulian came over with a towel and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "You're done working, go and rest for a while. I'll wake you up when it's light."

Chen Yongqiang finished processing the two wild boars, removing their internal organs, and keeping only the head for his own use. The remaining meat weighed at least two hundred jin.

He thought to himself: If I sell this meat in the village, where everyone is from the same village, I really can't ask for a higher price.

The other day when I sold them in the village, they were all given at a cheap price.

Chen Yongqiang went back to his room and rested for less than an hour before dawn broke.

After saying goodbye to Lin Xiulian, he pushed a wheelbarrow loaded with two baskets of wild boar meat out the door.

Our first stop was naturally Liang Meie's house. He'd promised her a wild boar leg last night, and Chen Yongqiang always kept his word.

Chen Yongqiang knocked lightly on the wooden door a few times. Liang Meie thought it was Liu Qiaozhu again and started cursing.

"It's me, Yongqiang!" Chen Yongqiang responded.

Liang Meie opened the door and saw him. A look of surprise flashed across her face, but she then nervously looked around.

"I promised you the pork leg." Chen Yongqiang took the pork leg, tied with hemp rope, from the basket and handed it over.

Liang Meie took the meat, her heart warming: "So much..."

She said that, but her eyes were fixed on the two baskets of meat on the wheelbarrow.

"Of course. Keep it and eat it slowly." Chen Yongqiang was eating with her, so he had to give her something in return.

Hearing the sound of a neighbor opening their door in the distance, Liang Meie didn't say anything more, just nodded hurriedly, picked up the pig leg, and slipped into the house.

Chen Yongqiang watched her close the door, then, without further delay, pushed his wheelbarrow and strode towards the town.

Upon arriving at the town's market, the cobblestone streets were already lined with various stalls, and shouts and bargaining filled the air.

Chen Yongqiang pushed his wheelbarrow along the bluestone path, his eyes searching for a suitable spot in the market.

They soon stopped in a relatively spacious place, lifted the coarse cloth covering the bamboo baskets, revealing two baskets of wild boar meat.

Then, he deliberately placed the ferocious wild boar's head in the most conspicuous position, which was undoubtedly the best signboard.

"Fresh wild boar meat, come and see!" he shouted at the top of his lungs.

The sound had barely faded when it attracted a lot of attention. Soon, several passersby gathered around, curiously examining this rare wild game.

"Is this wild boar meat?" asked an older woman carrying a vegetable basket, half-believing.

Chen Yongqiang pointed to the wild boar head with its tusks sticking out on the stall: "How could this be fake? Look at this boar head, it was just hunted in the mountains last night."

Another middle-aged man in overalls squatted down and carefully examined the texture of the meat: "How much per pound?"

Chen Yongqiang picked up a cleaver, ready to cut the meat: "Eight cents a pound, no meat coupons required."

The price surprised everyone watching, as it was cheaper than the regular pork sold at the supply and marketing cooperative. Soon, even more people gathered in front of the stall.

"Cut me two pounds!"

"I want the rib cut, three pounds, please!"

Chen Yongqiang swiftly sliced ​​off pieces of pork, weighing them and collecting money as he worked.

Before long, more than half of the meat in the two bamboo baskets had been eaten.

Chen Yongqiang thought to himself: at this rate, I can sell out and go home before noon.

His stall was doing brisk business when suddenly, a commotion broke out on the street corner.

Chen Yongqiang looked up and saw three young men wearing yellow shirts and bell-bottoms swaggering over.

The one in the lead had long hair and a cigarette dangling from his lips. He stopped in front of a nearby vegetable stall belonging to an old man.

The old man had his shoulders hunched over, and two green vegetables were laid out in front of him.

The long-haired young man stretched out his hand, rubbed his fingers together in front of the old man, and said in a nonchalant manner, "Old man, pay your stall fee for today."

The old man gave a humble, bitter smile and pleaded, "Young comrades, please have mercy! I haven't made a single sale today, not a single penny has been earned, I really have no money to pay!"

"No money?" The long-haired youth raised his eyebrows and kicked the basket of vegetables with his foot.

"Taking up space without paying? Don't you know the rules?"

"I...I'll move it right away, I'll move it right away..." The old man hurriedly tried to move the basket.

"Move it?" A short, fat young man next to him sneered and kicked the vegetable basket! Fresh vegetables were immediately scattered all over the ground and trampled to pieces by several dirty feet.

"My vegetables!" The old man squatted down, heartbroken, to pick them up, his voice trembling with tears.

Several stall owners and passersby glanced at the scene, their faces showing resentment, but they dared not speak out. Some even lowered their heads silently, afraid of getting into trouble.

These three are notorious thugs in the market who specialize in bullying honest vendors like them.

Chen Yongqiang had just weighed the meat for a customer when he looked up and saw this scene, which he couldn't bear to watch.

"Gentlemen, don't go too far. What kind of skill is it to bully an old man? You've done so many bad things, aren't you afraid your sons will be born without an anus?"

The long-haired youth turned around, his face contorted with rage, and he and two henchmen surrounded him.

"Who the hell are you? Daring to meddle in my business?" He tilted his head, giving Chen Yongqiang a defiant look as he looked him up and down.

"Dressed in rags, they think they're something special just because they made a little money?"

He reached out to pat Chen Yongqiang's face, his movements sleazy and uncouth.

Chen Yongqiang didn't move, but his eyes suddenly turned cold. He ignored the outstretched hand and instead picked up the thick-backed meat cleaver from under the cutting board.

"Still want to use a knife?" the long-haired man shouted at his accomplice, pointing at Chen Yongqiang.

The two henchmen burst into laughter.

But the next moment, their smiles vanished.

Because Chen Yongqiang made a move, the cleaver in his hand directly cleaved the wild boar meat in two!

This strike was swift, precise, and ruthless! It showcased the refined skill honed over years of butchering livestock, and even more so, the terrifying explosive power required to chop down a hard object. If that were to strike a person…

Chen Yongqiang's hand was still gripping the knife hilt. He raised his head and looked at the three youths again.

This time, the chilling killing intent emanating from him, the kind that comes with a hunter's experience and a thirst for blood, was no longer concealed:

"Want to give it a try?"

The three young men turned pale instantly, especially the one in the lead, who felt a chill run down his neck.

They usually fight because they have a lot of people and are ruthless. They have never seen such a bone-breaking posture and such a frightening look.

"Mad...madman!" the long-haired youth cursed, but his feet involuntarily took a step back. The other two were too frightened to utter a sound.

"Let's go!" The three dared not linger for even a second longer, as if they were afraid that the deadly cleaver would fly over at them at any moment.

The elderly vegetable vendor squatted down and picked up the vegetables that had fallen to the ground.

Some of the vegetable leaves had been trampled, and his cloudy eyes were filled with helplessness.

"Young man, thank you, but you shouldn't have messed with them. These people are not to be trifled with; they'll definitely come after you later."

Chen Yongqiang was arranging the last few pieces of wild boar meat neatly: "Uncle, it's alright. They're just bullies who prey on the weak. The more afraid you are, the more they'll take advantage of you."

That's true. Chen Yongqiang had noticed this when he came to the market before; these thugs specifically targeted stall owners like the old man who looked honest and helpless.

They always avoid those who are equally burly or those who are a group of stall owners. To put it bluntly, they are a bunch of cowards who only pick on the weak.

The old man sighed, said nothing more, and simply thanked him again in a low voice.

Chen Yongqiang continued to hawk his wares: "Wild boar meat, on sale at a bargain price!"

However, after that commotion, there were significantly fewer customers who had been watching.

Many people looked at his stall with some hesitation, and some even deliberately avoided his gaze and hurried past.

Clearly, everyone was afraid of getting into trouble and worried that if those thugs retaliated, they would be caught in the crossfire.

Seeing that the crowds at the market seemed to be deliberately avoiding his stall, and that the remaining wild boar meat was not selling, Chen Yongqiang was considering whether he should lower the price or simply push his cart to other alleys to try his luck.

Just then, a slightly overweight middle-aged man wearing dark blue overalls strolled over and immediately spotted the conspicuous wild boar head on Chen Yongqiang's cutting board.

"Brother Yongqiang! What good stuff did you get today?" The man who came was a chef at a restaurant in town, and everyone called him Lao Zhou.

Chen Yongqiang gestured with his chin to the remaining half-eaten piece of meat in the bamboo basket: "Master Zhou, we were lucky yesterday, we caught a wild boar."

Old Zhou leaned forward, examined the meat's color, and felt the thickness of the fat. He nodded repeatedly, "Good meat! This is rare game! You lad, with such good stuff, why didn't you go to a restaurant to find me first? Why are you selling it here at a stall?"

Chen Yongqiang remembered Lao Zhou's instructions: send any good game directly to the restaurant.

He smiled and said sincerely, "Master Zhou, I remember what you told me. But this time it's two wild boars, which is quite a lot. I figured you probably couldn't eat that much at once, so I didn't want to bother you directly."

Old Zhou raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Hey! You underestimate our restaurant's consumption! Even if our kitchen can't use it all, I know plenty of people in government canteens and factory logistics departments. We're not worried about not being able to share this little bit of meat. Wild boar meat is a hot commodity!"

He patted the half-eaten piece of meat: "These, along with what you have left at home, are all to be taken to the restaurant's backyard after we close up shop!"

Hearing Lao Zhou's words, Chen Yongqiang finally felt relieved.

He was originally worried about how to sell the remaining hundred-plus pounds of meat, but unexpectedly, things took a turn for the better, and Old Zhou bought it all with just one sentence.

"Alright! Thank you very much, Master Zhou!" Now Chen Yongqiang could pack up his stall with peace of mind.

Chen Yongqiang pushed the wheelbarrow, which was noticeably lighter, and followed Lao Zhou to the backyard of the state-run restaurant.

After unloading the load and weighing it, the remaining wild boar meat weighed a total of ninety-three catties.