The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family-Chapter 45 - Small Harvest_1

The two wild pheasants were startled into flight, but the male pheasant was struck by the knife and did not escape.

Seeing her success, Pei Qin agilely pounced, grabbing the half-dazed pheasant, swiftly dislocating its wing to prevent it from flying, and breaking its claws so it couldn’t run, then tossing it to San Ya and Si Ya.

She picked up the kitchen knife, intending to chase the other one.

However, her small body seriously lacked stamina, and the frightened wild pheasant had long since fled out of sight, running and flying.

“Eldest sister!

Eldest sister!

We can sell this for money!” San Ya excitedly called out, holding the immobile wild pheasant.

“There are wild pheasant eggs too!

Don’t step on them!” Pei Qin came over, took off her coat, and began gathering the eggs.

“Thirteen!

At one wen money each, we can sell them for thirteen copper coins!” Si Ya exclaimed as she carefully held the eggs.

Pei Qin gave her a look, “I won’t sell them for two copper coins each!”

Upon hearing this, Si Ya gasped, “These pheasant eggs are so small, you expect to sell them for three copper coins each!?”

In fact, Pei Qin wanted to eat them herself.

These were natural, wild pheasant eggs, far tastier than those from domestic chickens.

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But since even their millet bread was made from mixed grain, it would be better to sell them.

“This wild pheasant can also be sold for quite a bit!” San Ya was incredibly happy.

“Let’s go!

Let’s search some more!” Pei Qin said, wielding the kitchen knife and urging them to lower their voices and not follow too closely.

This time, Si Ya also breathed more quietly, whispering and following behind with San Ya.

They didn’t catch another wild pheasant, but they did find two more nests of wild pheasant eggs, which they completely pilfered.

On the way back, Pei Qin began eyeing the birds flying overhead.

“Tomorrow, let’s see how many bird nests there are.”

“The eggs are so small and not worth much!

Searching for them is a waste of time, plus we’d need to climb such high trees!” Si Ya disapproved.

If they fell, where would they get the money to treat injuries now?

Pei Qin felt she was going a bit insane, especially since arriving in this time period, barely able to control herself, and itching for a fight.

Now she was even eyeing bird nests—things she used to do for fun, not survival.

The nests in the mountains were probably already raided by the village boys.

It would be better to focus on digging bamboo shoots to sell, for some security.

When they reached home, it had already grown dark, and Lady Fang was anxiously waiting.

Pei Wendong and Lady Fang stood outside the cave entrance, waiting; upon seeing the three return with a wild pheasant and pheasant eggs, Wendong’s excited face flushed red.

“How… how did you catch a wild pheasant!?

Are you hurt anywhere?” Lady Fang was astonished and quickly checked if Pei Qin was injured, as she had been somewhat impulsive these past few days.

“I threw the kitchen knife.” Pei Qin said with a smile as she entered the cave.

By this point, San Ya was full of admiration for her eldest sister.

“Eldest sister is so awesome, she just threw the kitchen knife, and the wild pheasant was hit.

We also gathered pheasant eggs, thirty-four in total!”

“Should we roast the pheasant to eat, or shall each of us roast an egg?” Pei Qin suggested.

Si Ya swiftly covered the wild pheasant, “This pheasant is alive, it can be sold for money, we can’t eat it!”

Pei Qin’s gaze lingered on the pheasant eggs.

The wild pheasant eggs looked different from domestic chicken eggs, their shells often leaning towards green, like colorful pebbles, their surface shiny and smooth.

In the light of the fire, they gleamed temptingly.

Seeing her almost with her eyes glued to the eggs, Lady Fang felt pity since they hadn’t had a warm meal all day long and agreed, “Each of you four can have an egg to roast!

I’ll just eat some bamboo shoots.”

“If we’re eating, Mom should too!” San Ya insisted, holding an egg.

“Let’s roast five!” Pei Qin said with a smile as she buried the eggs in the base of the fire.

The group watched eagerly, waiting for the eggs to roast, discussing what to buy with the money they’d earn and how they would dig bamboo shoots the next day.

Unable to wait, Wendong brought more firewood, hoping the eggs would cook faster.

Occasionally, a wild pheasant egg would crack from the heat, popping loudly.

“They’re ready!” Pei Qin said, beginning to peel them.

At home, they rarely ate eggs—those were usually saved to be sold, eaten by the eldest grandson who was studying, or occasionally given to the main house for a treat.

The roasted wild pheasant eggs were delicious.

Once everyone finished their share, they went to the nearby spring, drank some water, and had a good night’s sleep.

Upon waking, they loaded the bamboo shoots on their backs, took the wild pheasant and the pheasant eggs, and with Mother, headed down the mountain while the sky was still dark, catching a donkey cart to the county town.

Without heading to the market, Pei Qin directly enquired in town which wealthy family liked playing the good Samaritan.

Having heard about Old Master Chang, who often did charitable deeds admired by many, Pei Qin set her sights on him.

With her goods in tow, she led Lady Fang and the others, asked for directions, and headed straight for Chang’s house.