The Rough Hunter’s Little Lucky Wife Chapter 115 - Old Items

Chapter 115: Old Items

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

When Zhao Zhan returned to the village the next day, he first went to the mountain.
The prey he had stored last time had been almost used up in the past few days. He was planning to go to the place where his lover had fallen. When he went down the mountain, he could catch a few more preys to bring down the mountain.
To go up the mountain from the back of Willow Village, one had to go around the foot of the mountain for a long distance before climbing up. It was almost at the place where Yue Jiaojiao had fallen off the cliff.
After Zhao Zhan had rescued her, he returned to the bottom of the cliff to search for other things, but he found nothing. Today, he wanted to go to the top of the mountain to see if there were any other clues.
The heavy rain some time ago had washed away many traces of what happened.
After Zhao Zhan made his way to the top of the mountain with all his might, he groped around the edges of the area and found a worn-out cloth in front of a protruding rock.
He used a water bag to clean the dirt on it. It was indeed from the clothes that she wore when she fell off the cliff.
Other than that, he also found a silver hairpin.
The silver hairpin was exquisitely made, and the pistil of the hairpin was completed bit by bit with thin silver silk. At first glance, it seemed like it could be worth a lot.
Zhao Zhan carefully put away the silver hairpin. After making sure that there was nothing else in the surroundings, he stayed on the mountain for a long time, hunting three rabbits and five pheasants before going down the mountain.
“Zhao Zhan, I just happened to have time to come over from the field today,” Master Sun said as he walked around from behind while chatting with Zhao Zhao. He followed him and said, “What are you planting in your field? Why does it look so different? And the fertilizer that you watered two days ago. Your family doesn’t have enough fertilizer, so where did you get so much to water both fields?”
Zhao Zhan skillfully boiled water to peel off the prey’s skin and fur. He answered while he was busy, “My wife gave me a method to make retting fertilizer. I just need to use a little bit of manure, add some rotten leaves, and so on. I just need to make a manure pit and throw it in.”
“That’s not a bad idea, ” Lizheng squatted beside Zhao Zhan and asked, “In another month or two, it will be time to plant winter wheat. In the past, our village would break their heads because of some manure. Can you teach everyone this retting method? We are all from the same village. Even if the bones are broken, the tendons will still be connected. With the method you taught us, everyone will remember your good deeds.”
When Zhao Zhan heard this, he paused in the middle of disemboweling the prey. He turned his head to look at Lizheng and said, “Well, it’s not that I don’t want to teach you, but this is my wife’s dowry. I can’t take my wife’s things to do you a favor.
“But I understand what you’re saying, so I was thinking, if anyone wants to learn how to use retting fertilizer, they can just use half a piece of land to grow things with me. I won’t let them grow for nothing. If they agree, I’ll buy the things they grow for copper, and I’ll buy them at a higher price than wheat.”
“Everyone doesn’t know what you’re planting. Half of the land is about one or two acres filled, and we’ll lose five hundred to six hundred pounds of wheat. “Lizheng’s hands were in his sleeves, and his brows were furrowed. “The big guys might not be willing to part with it.”
“You can tell everyone about this first. If anyone is willing, you can remember it and we can discuss it later. If you can learn the formula for this retting fertilizer, it can be passed down for generations,” Zhao Zhan said casually with his eyes lowered. “Besides, if you manage the fertilizer well, you can actually make up for the few hundred kilograms of wheat that is lost during the production. When the time comes, sell me the things that you’ve grown with me. We can even make a large sum of money. This way, our village will have a much better life next year.”