Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

“Sis, not all of it, there's some left, there's some left…” Tang Wen quickly reassured her.

“How much is left?”

Tang Tang grabbed her younger brother's arm.

The force was so strong that even Tang Wen, whose physique attribute was as high as 1.09, no less than a healthy adult, felt pain.

“Moving requires 300 pounds of grain, and the annual rent is 240 pounds, but it's a courtyard with a well and a woodshed, very safe…” He observed his sister's expression, speaking cautiously.

Tang Tang straightened up: “300 + 240, that's 540 pounds! You scared me, we still have quite a bit left. I've packed the pheasants, give them more millet, it's hard for us to move.”

Tang Wen:……

A few minutes later, he came out carrying a small burlap sack and handed it directly to Xiao Liang.

“Pheasant? So, little brother is a hunter?” Xiao Liang took the bag, his smile reappearing.

The driver unloaded a scale from the donkey cart.

Tang Wen took a few more glances, no matter how he looked at it, this scale seemed more like a product of technology.

He casually asked, “Is this a scale? I've never seen one before.”

Xiao Liang said proudly, “It's a novelty brought by the trade caravan, there are also clocks and weaving machines, in a couple of years, you'll know when you join the guard team.”

As he spoke, the siblings carried out jars and buckets of millet from the house, pouring them into the burlap sacks that the driver brought.

Once a bag was full and tied, it was time to weigh it.

The driver and Tang Wen together placed the large bag on the platform scale.

Tang Tang stared intently at the platform scale.

The driver distinguished the numbers on it and read, “One hundred and seventeen, uh, one hundred and eighty-nine pounds.”

Just as he was reading, Xiao Liang, who was standing beside him, suddenly stepped on the platform scale with one leg and calmly asked, “Did you see it clearly?”

“Saw it clearly! One hundred and eighty-nine pounds! High and clear.” The driver was very sure.

Tang Tang looked at the scale, looked at the leg, and a kind of "you can do this" expression appeared in her clear eyes.

“Okay, 189 pounds of millet.” He shouted, his voice not small, even the surrounding passersby heard it.

The passersby saw his red armband, and no one lingered, as if staying for a second longer would make them demand rent.

A few minutes later, the second bag of millet was weighed.

Xiao Liang repeated his trick, one hundred and fifteen pounds became one hundred and ninety-three pounds!

An unprecedented gleam appeared in Tang Tang's eyes: her brother giving him a pheasant was too worth it!

Adding the two bags together, the weight of the grain Tang Wen handed over reached an astonishing three hundred and eighty-two pounds.

Only one hundred and fifty-eight pounds short.

Xiao Liang pulled Tang Wen aside: “Brother Tang, for the rest, you better hand over some chicken meat.”

“Okay, easy to talk about.”

Xiao Liang smiled and explained in a low voice, “Chicken meat can't be stored, I can arrange for everyone to eat it tonight.”

“Understood, understood!” The doubts in Tang Wen's heart disappeared. He was still worried just now, can this balance the books? It's not like he's short of that little bit of grain, don't mess things up and not be able to clean up.

Hearing this, he understood and yearned even more for the guard organization.

He went back to the house and took out two pheasants, weighed them, 11 pounds, high and clear.

“One pound of meat is worth fifteen pounds of rice, plus Brother Tang has already paid 30 pounds of rent, that's too much!”

Xiao Liang looked at the driver and said, “We can't take advantage of Brother Tang, let's work hard and help Brother Tang move.”

“Okay, as you say!” The old driver agreed.

He drove the donkey cart back to the guard camp first, delivered a load of millet, and then hurried back to help Tang Wen move with Xiao Liang.

The donkey cart was very capable, and it was all hauled away in one trip.

When the small house was empty, the siblings were really leaving, Tang Tang's eyes showed reluctance, and she looked back many times along the way.

“No. 6 Courtyard, 5th Street, this is it.”

Liang Min, also known as Xiao Liang, took out the key, opened the copper lock, and pushed the door open.

Tang Tang curiously looked around.

The courtyard was not small, the donkey cart could easily turn around when it entered, about the same size as the blacksmith shop's backyard not far away.

The toilet was in a corner of the courtyard, and the woodshed was next to the toilet, empty.

The house was built of green bricks, one house with three rooms, with doors and windows.

Inside the house, except for dust and cobwebs, it was empty.

Liang Min handed a bunch of keys to Tang Wen and left with the driver.

Before leaving, Tang Wen quietly stuffed three red-billed birds to the old driver.

“Little Brother Tang, whenever you need a cart, come directly to the guard camp to find me!” The old driver grinned from ear to ear.

“Okay, easy to talk about, take care, Brother Liang, take care.”

Tang Wen went to the blacksmith's house to borrow tools to clean the new house. When he mentioned it at the blacksmith's shop, Li Da Niu also became happy: “Brother Tang, you moved here? At No. 6, 5th Street? Good, good! My place is No. 18, we're quite close! Wait, I'll close the shop now and go help you clean up.”

“That won't do, your sister-in-law is pregnant, how can she be home alone!”

“Cough, cough,” Li Da Niu suddenly blushed: “She's not alone, I bought a maid to serve her.”

“Oh!” Tang Wen suddenly realized, glanced at him with a smile, so you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, have taken a concubine.

Really, enviable.

There are more women than men in the camp, it's normal for a strong laborer to have multiple women.

“It was your sister-in-law who insisted that I, Lao Li, buy her, a poor family's girl, works efficiently.”

“Yes, yes, yes, I understand.” Tang Wen gave him a look.

Lao Li became anxious: “Really!”

“Yes, yes, yes, really, really.”

The two of them carried brooms and dustpans and came to Tang Wen's new home.

The three of them busied themselves until dark before finally cleaning up.

Li Da Niu didn't stay for dinner, Tang Wen and his sister simply built a stove in the yard and made do with a meal.

“There are still two pheasants left, two bags of millet, half a bag of potatoes, half a bag of sweet potatoes, five bundles of firewood…” Like a little squirrel preparing for winter, Tang Tang carefully counted the remaining supplies in the house, insisting on putting all the food in their bedroom.

Considering that the weather was getting colder, Tang Wen planned to build a kang in the house in a few days.

Although he had never done this kind of work, he had seen others build them when he lived in his hometown as a child.

He understood the principle, and the materials were not difficult to find, so it should be feasible.

The next day, a thick fog enveloped the area.

Tang Wen braved the thick fog and came to the carpenter's house.

For the price of a pheasant and thirty pounds of millet, he took away a set of tables and chairs, a cabinet, and two single beds.

After the things were moved back, the empty house suddenly had a breath of life.

Li Da Niu sent a large iron pot, as well as some iron kettles, iron shovels, and the like that were usually useful.

To return the courtesy, Tang Wen gave him the last pheasant.

Although it was a bit of an advantage, he would slowly repay it in the future.

In this world, he could be considered to have friends.

Moving from a shed to a brick house, the siblings were still very excited.

In the evening, Tang Wen practiced his knife, the Eight Section Brocade, and throwing knives in the yard.

After finishing his practice, he boiled water and took a bath.

Although only wood ash and rice water could be used to clean the body, he still felt relaxed after taking a bath.

Before going to bed, Tang Tang suddenly said, “Xiao Wen, this is even better than our old home.”

After a moment of silence, Tang Wen said softly, “It will be better, go to sleep.”

“Yes, now that we have a house, it's time to get you a wife.”

“Ah?” In the darkness, Tang Wen shook his head repeatedly. In this chaotic world, becoming stronger is the most important thing, as for women, let's put that off for now!

【Name: Tang Wen】

【Age: 14 years and 10 months】

【Body: 1.09】

【Spirit: 1.05】

【Skill: Farming Mastery (719/1000)】

【Skill: Flying Stone, Proficient (1999/3000)】

【Skill: Eight Section Brocade, Beginner (967/1000)】

【Skill: Throwing Knife Technique, Mastery (901/1000)】

【Skill: Gale Blade, Beginner (451/500)】

After many days of hard practice, Tang Wen is about to usher in another transformation.