After Dressing Up As a Stepmother, I Transformed the Whole Family Into Working In the Fields

Chapter 42 Taking the Bow

Qin Yao was about to let Dalang come again to test his potential.

There was a knocking sound from the direction of the door.

 Today’s ‘fight’ has to be put aside for the time being.

Liu Ji just went out. Qin Yao asked the four children to go back to the house to wipe their sweat, "The wind is strong, don't get cold."

 Looking at them entering the shower room, which is also a washroom, a long rope was nailed to the wall, and their respective washcloths were hung on it for their own use.

Qin Yao then threw the firewood stick back into the firewood pile and went to open the door.

At the door was a thin old man with gray hair, leading a donkey. When he saw Qin Yao, he asked:

 “But Liu San and Liu Ji’s family?”

Qin Yao sat down on the wooden bench next to the fire pit, and Yang Fang brought her a cup of hot tea.

Qin Yao nodded, "Yes, old man, who are you looking for?"

It is a kind of agricultural knife, named Po knife. The blade is like a hatchet, short and wide, and the handle is hollow and cylindrical. It can be mounted on a wooden stick or a gun shaft and used as a weapon.

 She guessed that the temperature should be almost below zero.

"I brought good food from home, so you don't have to worry about me. I'll just sit down for a while, get my bow and arrows and go back."

　　I didn’t stop until I heard the sound of the bedroom door closing opposite, and I patted my chest after the disaster.

As soon as Liu Ji put the vegetable jar away, he saw her taking out the knives. He was shocked. The memory that had faded came back to his mind again. The scene of ruthless killing and killing a robber with one knife suddenly appeared, which frightened Liu Ji. .

As he spoke, he didn’t care what was in the pickle jar in his arms and went straight into the utility room next to the stove.

Qin Yao drank tea and made a fire, feeling warm all over.

 “Stay and eat.” Yang Er also stayed.

Yang’s wife came over with a kitchen knife to cut the meat. She smiled and invited Qin Yao to have breakfast with her. Qin Yao hurriedly stopped her.

The blacksmith shop has just opened, and Qin Yao is the first customer today, but she is not here to buy things, but to sell things.

 Qin Yao didn’t know what was going on in other places, but here in Kaiyang County, except for officers and soldiers, government servants, hunters, and escorts with special professions, ordinary people did not carry swords.

Qin Yao nodded to her, and the little girl enthusiastically led her in and sat down in the main room.

"Ask Dalang to help watch the fire. This kid knows how to play with that broken stick. If I come back later, the fire will be extinguished."

Liu Ji walked from the river holding a jar of pickles, glanced at the old man suspiciously, walked to the door of his house, and asked curiously:

The genius is bright and the chill is the most severe in the early morning.

The main house in Xiahe Village is different from that in Liujia Village. The ground in the middle of the main house is raised to create a square platform, and a fire pit is enclosed in the middle of the platform. In winter, the pots are used to cook over the fire.

Qin Yao had already brought back the long knives and daggers that he had made at the blacksmith's place, as well as the slingshot body and marbles, leaving only a rubber band.

 Before going out, he checked the dagger and half a bag of steel **** he carried to make sure they were correct, grabbed three freshly baked white-flour steamed buns prepared by Liu Jigang, and left.

Qin Yao asked him to come in, closed the door and said, "Passenger, I will go to Xiahe Village tomorrow morning and bring something back."

Yang Dahe’s son walked in with the finished bow and arrows, and everyone’s attention immediately shifted to the bow, which was longer than ordinary bows and arrows.

She originally wanted to take it back and use it herself. The ancient iron-smelting technology was not yet fully developed and the knives were not durable. For example, the short knife in her hand was already too dull after just cutting six necks.

Two rows of rabbit meat were hung on the beam, and they were slowly smoked with fireworks. Some of them were sold, and if they wanted to eat the meat, they would cut it off for cooking.

The old man found the person and breathed a sigh of relief. He told Qin Yao that he came from the town and went to Liujia Village to deliver something to his relatives. When passing by Xiahe Village, he met the Yang brothers. The two brothers asked him to bring a message to Qin Yao. .

She didn’t want to die yet, but it would be a pity to lose it. She happened to be going to Xiahe Village, so she might as well sell it to a blacksmith. Anyway, she had broken off the blade with no trace left, and together with her original blunt dagger, she recovered them all, and there should be two taels of silver.

The old man did not refuse, he happily took it and drank it, handed the bowl back to Qin Yao, waved his hand to ask Qin Yao to stay, and turned to leave.

 The total amount is one tael and eight taels of silver, which is a bit different from Qin Yao's estimate of 2 taels.

 Open the lock and take out the six knives that had been hidden inside.

In such cold weather, those who have cotton-padded clothes have already put on thick cotton-padded clothes, but Qin Yao only has two sets of cotton single clothes.

Qin Yao and the blacksmith are already acquaintances, and he knows that she has some skills. The blacksmith only looks at the quality of the knife materials, confirms that they are correct, throws them into the pile of materials, and gives Qin Yao money.

 But this kind of stolen goods is difficult to explain clearly. Qin Yao collected the money and went uphill to Yang's house.

 Begging?

It doesn’t look like it either. What's more, he was leading a donkey, so he was a rich man.

The knives Qin Yao seized from the six robbers had obvious signs of damage, and the shape of the knives was basically the same as official knives.

When she saw her, her daughter quickly ran into the courtyard and shouted: "Dad! Madam Qin is here!"

If you carry a knife, it will be very troublesome if you can't tell your history when you enter the city for interrogation.

 After eating the steamed buns, I took a breath into the air. The white mist was lingering, the wind blew, and then it quickly dissipated.

“Madam, why did the old man come to our house?”

Having survived for many years in the apocalypse, Qin Yao has developed the habit of always bringing weapons when going out.

 When I saw this shape and mark, I gave up the idea of ​​using it instantly.

Yang Da handed over the bow. Qin Yao took a closer look at it by the firelight, and suddenly her eyes lit up.

In addition to this, there are also people who have been tattooed and exiled to the border and sent to the army. They will carry weapons on their bodies.

After saying this, the old man took the donkey and left.

But why go to Xiahe Village to get those six knives?

 Of course it’s for sale!

Qin Yao found a backpack, broke six knives and put them in it, stuffed straw around it, and spread a layer of firewood on the surface to ensure that no one would find it.

As if expecting that she would be here soon, Qin Yao had just reached the halfway point when she saw the Yang family’s son and daughter standing on the dam in front of their house and looking at them from a distance.

  Qin Yao nodded again, "I am."

Qin Yao got up early and met no one on the road. She walked alone with a backpack on her back for an hour and a half, and successfully arrived at Xiahe Village.

"They said they have already made what you want, so you can go to Xiahe Village to find them when you are free."

Qin Yao suppressed the surprise in her heart, hurriedly called him, went back to the kitchen and filled him with a bowl of hot water from the warm pot.

 “Thank you for your help in carrying the message. Have a drink of hot water. It’s cold. Warm yourself up and go on your way.”

 A fourteen-year-old girl with a single name of "Fang". She is full of energy and has a bright smile, which makes people feel happy just looking at her.

Qin Yao refused again. Everyone saw that she was really not hungry, so they had to give up.

Ever since she learned that Qin Yao had beaten a black bear, the little girl had admired her immensely. After notifying her father, she immediately rushed downhill to pick her up.

“Then you are Mrs. Qin, right?” the old man asked with certainty.

Hurryly turned around to face the stove, grabbed a handful of firewood and threw it into the stove hole, mumbling pretentiously:

 I couldn’t wait to get out of the house with my bow and arrows, and shot a few arrows. I couldn’t put it down.

Yang Fang and her brother wanted to give it a try, but the brother and sister couldn't draw their bows, which made everyone laugh.

 (End of this chapter)