The Hu family is naturally busy with matters concerning the Hu family.
But this family is miserable.
The village chief Hu Xingye died, and three aunts also died.
The remaining two aunts were also frightened and were mumbling, not knowing what to say.
The eldest son was also seriously injured and dying because he was driving away tigers for his mother. He could not even speak.
Zhao Ping went to see the injury and found that it was cured.
I can only prepare for the funeral.
Among the remaining children, the only one who can reluctantly take charge is the second son Hu Kun.
Only twelve years old.
It was only with the help of the servants that the bodies of Hu Xingye and others were collected.
Summer had no mercy on them.
He even threatened to sue the county magistrate to punish the Hu family.
After all, it was because their family had killed tiger cubs and brought them home to eat.
This led the tiger to the village.
Thanks to Zhao Ping's preparation of poison, he was able to kill the tiger.
Otherwise, there's no telling how many people would die.
"Boy from the Zhao family, what are you going to do with this tiger?"
Xia Tian asked Zhao Ping.
"What else can I do? Just eat it."
Zhao Ping said casually: "After cleaning the tiger skin, you can also make clothes to keep out the cold."
"Forehead!"
Xia Tian was speechless for a while, "Boy from the Zhao family, even if you have some wealth now, you can't waste it like this."
"If this tiger were released in the county town, it would be sold for dozens of taels of silver."
"And report it to the county government, and there will be a reward of thirty taels of silver."
"These are all money."
"Is there such a good thing?"
Zhao Ping smiled awkwardly.
In his day, when hunting tigers, you had to go in and drink porridge.
In the Dawei Dynasty, not only could you sell tigers, but you could also go to the government to receive reward money, which was so cool.
"Hehe, I don't know. Thank you, Village Chief Xia, for letting me know."
Xia Tian nodded with a smile on his face, even more satisfied with Zhao Ping.
I am still thinking in my heart, it would be great if he were a villager in our Xia Village.
For a village to have a tiger fighting hero is definitely a matter of honor to the whole village.
Xia Quan, on the other hand, after checking the tiger, walked up to Zhao Ping and asked, "Mr. Zhao, do you still have that kind of poison?"
After seeing Zhao Ping's ability, Xia Quan respected Zhao Ping from the inside out and even changed his title to Mr.
It’s no longer the boy from the Zhao family, the boy from the Zhao family.
"there is none left."
Zhao Ping immediately shook his head.
"Hey, what should I do?"
Xia Quan frowned and said worriedly: "The one you poisoned was a male tiger. The one hunted by Village Chief Hu's family was a tiger cub. There must be a female tiger."
"It will go crazy if it can't find its children."
"If we run into the village again and there is no poison, how can we resist?"
Seeing how ferocious the tiger was when it was angry, Xia Quan, the captain of the tiger-fighting team, had to break out in a cold sweat. He no longer had the arrogance he had before.
"There are actually tigers?"
Zhao Ping was also shocked.
But instead of confronting the tiger face to face, Zhao Ping had plenty of ways to kill it.
He said: "Now that the tiger is still on the mountain, let's strike first."
"Make a trap to trap and kill the tiger."
"Can traps kill tigers?"
Xia Quan was stunned.
"Why not?"
Zhao Ping said: "Dig the hole bigger and bury it underneath..."
"Ahem."
Before he could finish speaking, Yun Man started coughing next to him.
"Master, the tiger has been eliminated. Let's go home quickly, so as not to worry Master's wife and the others."
Zhao Ping quickly understood that this guy was worried about his skills being spread.
He nodded and apologized to Xia Quan: "Brother Quan, my family was very worried when I came here."
"Now it's time to go home and tell her the good news."
"I will teach Yun Man about trapping and killing tigers later, and let him take you to hunt."
Xia Quan has no objection to this.
Although Orion is just the most common profession, it also pays attention to the inheritance of each master.
Not just anyone can become a hunter by holding a bow and going into the jungle.
It’s not certain who hunts who.
Without the experience passed down by generations of hunters, it is extremely difficult to survive in the jungle.
I don't have any apprenticeship, so I just want to learn skills from others. How can it be such a good thing?
But he was a little embarrassed to let Xia Quan become his disciple.
You know, he is now in his thirties, a full ten years older than Zhao Ping.
Moreover, his family's ancestors have been hunters for several generations, and it has been passed down to him that he can be regarded as an experienced old hunter.
Changing his position to another sect would also have an impact on his reputation.
Xia Tian arranged for people to help carry the tiger and go home with Zhao Ping.
Everyone was talking and laughing along the way.
After dealing with the tiger, everyone was in a happier mood, no longer cautious, and their voices were much louder.
This aroused the curiosity of the villagers in Xiping Village.
One by one, they climbed to the top of the wall and watched.
Seeing that the tiger was killed, they were no longer afraid and ran out of their homes to ask questions.
Those people didn't hide either.
He explained clearly why the tiger entered the village, how Zhao Ping fought with the tiger, and finally killed the tiger with poison.
Lifelike.
Just being with these people... well, they're experiencing it firsthand.
"What? The tiger came to our village because the fifth aunt of the village chief's family captured a tiger cub?"
"This damn fifth aunt, I saw her coming down from the mountain this morning holding something in her arms. I asked her what it was, and she said it was a rabbit. I didn't care at the time, but I didn't expect it to be a tiger cub."
"You dare to eat even tiger cubs. You deserve to be eaten by a tiger."
"The boy from the Zhao family is better. He can poison a tiger to death. We have a tiger-killing hero in Xiping Village. We will never be afraid of tigers again."
"Boy from the Zhao family, do you still want to take concubines? My cousin has a niece who is only twenty-eight years old..."
There was constant flattery for a while, and some people even wanted to give Zhao Ping a concubine.
This made Zhao Ping blush and have a thick neck.
Rush home.
The big-mouthed fourth aunt had already gone to Zhao Ping's house to deliver the letter.
Liu Mengru, Wenhui and others all stood waiting at the door. Even Qian Liu endured the pain and lay beside the door.
When Zhao Ping came back, he really brought the killed tiger with him.
Everyone was smiling.
The favorite one is Zhao Xiaoxiao.
The girl jumped onto the tiger, patted the tiger's butt and learned how to ride a horse, shouting "drive, drive, drive, drive" and had a great time.
Wenhui went home and took candies and snacks and distributed them to everyone. Everyone talked for a while before going back.
Zhao Ping left those who helped carry the tiger to eat at home, but everyone refused.
Following Xia Tian, I returned to Xia Cun.
After the house was quiet, Wen Hui clapped her fingers and said, "If you kill a tiger, the county government will reward you with thirty taels of silver."
"The tiger's head was beaten to pieces. It won't fetch a good price, but it can still be worth seventy or eighty taels."
"It adds up to one hundred taels."
"My benefactor, can you marry me as your concubine?"
"I……"
Zhao Ping blushed for a while.
Why are you bringing this up again?
Liu Mengru also became interested and said: "Sister Wenhui, actually my husband has already made enough money, but he is a little shy and has never told you."
"Since you really want to marry my husband, we will choose a good and auspicious day to help you two get married."
"It's all up to my sister."
Although Wen Huiping wanted to be Zhao Ping's concubine all day long.
But when it comes to getting serious about it, she is also shy.
His head was drooped and his voice was too low to be heard.
"good."
Liu Mengru's smile was as bright as a flower, "I'll go find the village chief tomorrow... No, our Village Chief Hu is already dead."
"Then I'll go to Xia Village next door to discuss with the village chief Xia, and ask him to help pick a good day to host your wedding to your husband."
Zhao Ping obviously didn't care, but secretly he was very happy.
What man doesn’t have the dream of having three wives and four concubines?
Even in modern society, don’t many men raise wives and children at home and hook up with mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, mistresses, and mistresses?
What's more, it can be used when choosing a concubine.
It completely follows the ancient model.
I am living in ancient times now, so I should do as the Romans do and realize my dreams.
But before Zhao Ping could be happy for a while, exclamations came from outside.
Control, control, control.
This is the sound of reining in the horse.
Uncle Li is back.
Zhao Ping just turned around, but before he could go out, he saw Li Shou rushing into the yard in a panic.
When he saw Zhao Ping, he immediately said nervously: "The Zhao family boy is not good."
"Ma Jiu threatened to make you wash your neck and wait for him to kill you."
"Um?"
Zhao Ping was stunned.
After searching in my mind, I really got an impression of the name Ma Jiu.
I don’t know what his real name is, but because one of his fingers is broken and his face is pockmarked, everyone calls him Ma Jiu.
And he was happy for others to call him that.
I think nine fingers are more intimidating.
When people call him Ma Jiu, they often think of the reason why he lost his finger, and then they become afraid of him and fear him.
For so many years, he has been hanging around Yun'an County.
Raising more than 20 people is similar to today's underworld, and they are full-fledged rogues.
It's just that I didn't provoke him, so why would he come to kill me?
Zhao Ping asked: "Uncle Li, did you hear wrongly?"
"I have never provoked Ma Jiu, and I don't even know him. Why would he target me?"
