In 1959, during the three-year period of hardship.
For miles around, everyone was going hungry. They had stripped the bark from the trees and dug up every last grass root. People in the neighboring village had already starved to death.
Zhou Dashan looked at his sister, gaunt and sallow, and his mother, her hair white with age. His heart felt as if it were being cut by a knife.
In his previous life, he had been a special forces soldier. He had survived countless close calls on the battlefield, only to die in a hospital bed at the end, closing his eyes with a lifetime of regrets.
When he opened them again, he was back in 1959, in this little mountain village where there was never enough to eat or wear.
Fortunately, something new had appeared in his mind: The Ancient Hunting Manual.
This legendary hunter's compendium had been lost for three hundred years. It recorded the habits and weaknesses of every creature in the mountains and forests, as well as the locations of every treasure hidden deep in the wilderness.
Wild boars? Four a day, minimum!
Roe deer? He could drive whole herds together and hunt them!
A century-old ginseng king? The Ancient Hunting Manual spelled out exactly where to find one!
Sable pelts, tiger bones, deer antlers, bear bile... The entire Greater Khingan Mountains was his treasure trove!
While other families were reduced to chewing tree bark, his family ate stewed meat every day.
And he wouldn't just make sure his own family had enough to eat. He'd make sure the whole village did, too!
A famine year like this? In front of me, Zhou Dashan, it doesn't exist!
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