Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 312 Fat Rabbit

The cut ginseng whiskers were put aside. They did not dare to cut too much, only a small piece as long as a finger, which was the thinnest of all the whiskers. However, even with such a thin strand, the ginseng flavor contained in it was so strong that both mother and son could smell it, which shows the medicinal properties of ginseng.

In this regard, Su's mother was even happier about Lord Gu, her future son-in-law.

Originally, she thought that Qi Da was not a good match. Lord Gu was old and weak in his early years. He was also obedient to his younger brother. She thought that the other party just wanted to find a young man who was easy to control to bring back and expand his Gu family. When Gu Fengyun came to discuss their marriage, Su's mother had a slight change of mind about Gu Fengyun.

Su's mother was very satisfied that he, as a dignified marquis, could condescend to come in person to discuss the marriage with Su's mother instead of just sending a housekeeper or a servant over.

Now the betrothal gifts have been delivered. They contain not only silks and satins, but also various cotton fabrics that have become popular in the past two years. Cotton is a rare commodity. It is said that in the whole capital, only the Song family has it. Su's mother thought that based on their past interactions with the Song family, it was impossible for the Song family to give such a valuable thing to Gu Fengyun as a betrothal gift.

Unexpectedly, the Song family not only gave it, but also gave a lot. There were seven or eight kinds of patterns and colors of cotton cloth alone, simple, bright, and calm. There were all kinds of colors, and the quantity was not small. There was so much that their main room could hardly hold it all.

What satisfied Su's mother the most was the red gold crown. The boy's crown was not as gorgeous as the girl's, but the one in front of her was obviously made with great effort. The whole crown was made of red gold, dotted with pearls and diamonds, making the whole crown dazzling and noble.

The crown was heavy in the hand. Su's mother was once the wife of a wealthy family, so she knew that the crown was made entirely of gold. Not to mention the craftsmanship, the weight alone was almost thirty taels. Even if it was melted down, it would be enough for their family to use for a year.

Su's mother thought that among all the betrothal gifts, the crown and the cotton cloth were the most valuable. Who would have thought that Gu Fengyun had hidden a surprise for them underneath? How could Su's mother not be satisfied?

Even Brother Su was extremely satisfied at this moment. He was not greedy for money, but he felt that if a man really wanted to treat you well, he would definitely be willing to spend money on you. On the contrary, if he was stingy with you, it meant that in his heart, you were not as good as money.

Mother Su looked at the pile of betrothal gifts in front of her, feeling both satisfied and a little worried.

"I also prepared a dowry for you in my early years. It was all my private savings. Your father doesn't know. He never thought of letting you get married. He just wanted to keep you at home and give birth to children. If he knew that I saved a dowry for you, I'm afraid he would make a scene."

Speaking of her husband, Su's mother sighed helplessly before continuing.

"Son, if you can go back to the old house, go and help me. In the yard where I used to live, under the largest cypress tree, there is the dowry that I hid for you. I left in a hurry and the house was in a mess, so I didn't have time to dig it out. If you have a chance, go and get it out. If not, forget it."

It was the first time that Brother Su knew that his mother had prepared a dowry for him. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but redden his eyes and cried bitterly while hugging his mother.

After he had cried enough and was tired, he cleaned up and took the small piece of ginseng root to make medicine for Su's mother.

After drinking, the Song family did not rush back to the village, but rested in the marquis's mansion for one night, and then leisurely returned to the Song family in a carriage the next morning.

As soon as he arrived at the Song family, Song Chunlin jumped off the carriage in a hurry and went straight to the workshop.

Yesterday he threw out a thousand rabbits and put them in the workshop. He also asked the military camp to send a few people who knew how to kill rabbits. In order to make these people work willingly, Song Chunlin tempted them with cold rabbits and spicy rabbit heads. With the attraction of delicious food, these people would have the motivation to work.

However, no matter how motivated a person is, after killing rabbits all day long, he will become mentally confused.

"There are so many rabbits..."

"I don't want to kill rabbits anymore. I want to go for training. I can carry a hundred kilograms of stuff on my back and run for an afternoon, as long as I don't kill rabbits."

"Ugh~ I can't take it anymore. I want to vomit. Whenever I see anything furry, I feel sick."

Before Song Chunlin stepped into the door of the workshop, he heard people inside complaining that they didn't want to kill rabbits anymore. He also smelled a strong smell of blood, it seemed that they had killed quite a few rabbits.

Song Chunlin walked in and saw a few people who looked like they had lost all hope in life. He felt a little uneasy, but he quickly adjusted himself. These soldiers ate and drank what they wanted. So what if he killed a rabbit? In the end, he still had to feed them, right?

The soldier sitting at the gate of the physiognomy workshop was the first to see Song Chunlin. At first he thought he had killed too many rabbits and was hallucinating. It was not until people came in that he suddenly realized that Song Chunlin had really returned.

"Ah~ Young Master Song! You're finally back!" As he howled like a wolf, the others also looked towards the door. For a moment, Song Chunlin thought he had fallen into a wolf's den.

Everyone spoke to him at the same time, and the general meaning was that they didn't want to kill rabbits anymore and wanted to go back to the barracks. Killing rabbits was indeed not their job.

Song Chunlin wanted to tease them, so he asked them with a smile: "Are you really not going to kill them? I see there are still quite a lot on the ground. If you don't kill them, what will you eat when you go back?"

Go back? Go back and eat? Aren't these made for them right now?

"Young Master Song, this is too unfair. We have a lot of good food here, enough to eat."

The people around him nodded frantically: "That's right, with so many rabbits, there are enough to feed so many mouths."

So everyone looked at Song Chunlin again, but Song Chunlin smiled and said:

"You have to kill all the rabbits before you can leave."

When everyone heard this, they all wilted like eggplants hit by frost.

"No way, there are still so many rabbits. It will take me forever to kill them all!"

"Wow, wow, wow, I'm going to tell my mom when I get home that I'm such a coward."

other people:"……"

Brother, that’s not the case.

Song Chunlin looked at their reactions and chuckled. He was certainly not the kind of black-hearted boss who was completely inhumane and only knew how to exploit his subordinates. He immediately asked them to go back and quickly replaced them with new people to continue killing the remaining rabbits.

"Really? Thank you, Young Master Song!"

"Let's go, let's pack up and go back quickly."

Seeing that they were about to leave, Song Chunlin asked them to take half of the rabbit meat as a snack. The remaining half was kept by Song Chunlin. As for the furs, Song Dazhuang had already contacted a craftsman who specialized in making furs. After all the rabbits were killed, they would be cleaned and sent over.

These soldiers worked very efficiently and killed more than 600 rabbits in one day. Their efficiency was very high. Song Chunlin expressed his satisfaction.

Before waiting for the next group of people to arrive, Song Chunlin took out a rabbit and a bag of seasoning packets for cold-eaten rabbit. He happily carried the rabbit to the next door, shook Song Qinshi's arm, and begged him to make cold-eaten rabbit for him.

Song Qinshi had no choice but to push her little daughter into his arms and go to pack the rabbits.

So in the evening, Song Chunlin got to eat the cold rabbit as he wished. Among them, Song Dazhuang was the happiest one and even shouted that good food should be paired with good wine, but was rejected by Song Qinshi.

The rabbits in the workshop were just the tip of the iceberg in Song Chunlin's space. Since that day, Song Chunlin asked the military camp to send people to kill rabbits every day. Basically, they could kill about 500 rabbits every day. When they had collected 1,000 skins, Song Dazhuang would give them to the leather tanners for processing.

Thanks to Song Chunlin, the craftsmen now work as soon as they open their eyes and as long as they close their eyes. In less than a month, they were so tired that they lost a lot of weight. However, this also made him a lot of money.

Song Chunlin caught so many rabbits that it took him a month to process them all. Now all the rabbits in his space have been processed. During this period, Song Chunlin would occasionally ask them to take a batch of rabbit meat to the cafeteria, where there are more people and greater strength, so the meat can be consumed faster.

By the time they had dealt with all the rabbits, it was already late autumn, and the Song family's second batch of rice had reached the time to harvest. The families who had grown two crops of rice with the Song family were all grinning from ear to ear.

These people were very smart in choosing fields near the river. With the help of the Song family's huge waterwheel, they also dug a canal in their own fields. Those who did not have this condition spent money to dig a temporary canal from other people's fields, and then filled it back in the spring of next year.

Thanks to the irrigation of the canals, everyone's fields have another bumper harvest this year, which means that those who have planted two crops of rice can have a truly bumper year this year.

Song Chunlin did not stay at home waiting for the harvest, but followed Gu Fengyue again and embarked on a hunting trip.

Coming to the same mountain again, Song Chunlin found that the number of rabbits this time was obviously not as many as last time. It seemed that their hunting results were not satisfactory.

"There used to be a lot of holes here, but now it seems there are none left."

Song Chunlin also pointed to the road ahead and said to Gu Fengyue: "Did we go this way last time? I remember there were a lot of holes over there as well."

Gu Fengyue looked carefully but didn't recognize it, but that didn't matter. Relying on Song Chunlin's mental power, they came to the place where they set up the tent last time. There seemed to be no changes here except that there were more fallen leaves than last time.

It was not dark yet, and they were in no rush to set up tents. Instead, they went up the mountain road and began to catch rabbits around the camp. They did not want a group of rabbits digging holes around them while they slept at night; that would be noisy and dangerous.

It seemed that it had just rained in the mountains. The two men did not walk far because they were walking on mud. They just searched around the camp. However, the results were not as good as the first time they came. In one afternoon, they caught more than a dozen big rabbits.

In the evening, the two began to review the situation and discuss where to go next.

"It seems there aren't many here. Let's go to the other side and take a look tomorrow."

Gu Fengyue nodded: "Why don't we move the tent over there as well? We have been catching too many people here, and we haven't searched that place thoroughly."

The two of them agreed, so they quickly decided to change the direction to search the mountain tomorrow. They would still sleep in the tent here at night, each with a sleeping bag. When they woke up in the morning, Gu Fengyue saw that Song Chunlin's little face was red from sleeping, and she couldn't help but poke him again and again, almost waking him up before she stopped.

When Song Chunlin woke up completely, Gu Fengyue had just boiled some water. He also heated up two cans of eight-treasure porridge. In the late autumn when it was already a little chilly, having a can of hot eight-treasure porridge in the morning could warm his whole body.

After breakfast, the two packed up their things. Song Chunlin folded up the tent and waited until they reached the other side, then found a flat ground to put it out.

They walked in the opposite direction of the way they came, catching some fish that had escaped the net as they walked.

"These rabbits are so fat. Is it because winter is coming that they are so fat?"

"It should be. It's cold in the mountains. If you store more fat, you won't starve to death."

Gu Fengyue shook the big fat rabbit in his hand as he spoke. Song Chunlin took it with a smile and weighed it in his hand. It was indeed quite heavy, and much fatter than the rabbit they caught last month.

"Such a fat rabbit would definitely taste good if braised. It would also be good if roasted." Song Chunlin looked at the fat rabbit in his hand, his mind already filled with recipes.

Although the rabbit does not understand human nature, it knows what danger is. For example, the look in the eyes of the human in front of it makes the whole rabbit shudder.

Song Chunlin was still chattering: "You are so fat, should I roast it? Or braise it? Or make it into rabbit jerky, which seems to be good too."

Gu Fengyue looked at him threatening a rabbit with amusement, and couldn't help but step forward to take the rabbit, then motioned for him to put it into the space quickly, because a few more fat rabbits ran out of the cave in front.

Seeing rabbits running out of the hole in front of him one after another, Song Chunlin quickly put away the one in his hand and grabbed the others and stuffed them into the space.

One, two, three...eighty, ninety, one hundred!

Song Chunlin put his hands on his hips and looked at the one hundred big fat rabbits in the space. All of them were caught by him in one afternoon. He specifically picked the fat ones. Although the number was not as much as last time, the weight was probably not much different.

Gu Fengyue picked up a stone and destroyed the hole on the ground so that other rabbits could not build nests in it.

"Let's go, Chunlin, let's set up the tent."