Cultivation Begins with Caring for Sister-in-law Chapter 11: Wang Xi

Chen Mo made two trips back and forth and finally transported all the wild boar at ho.

"Wow, Uncle, how can there be so much at? How heavy must this wild boar be?" Han Anniang exclaid.

Chen Mo laughed, "Isn’t there a scale at ho? Just bring it over and weigh it."

Han Anniang really brought the scale over.

Separated into different batches, they totaled more than three hundred and fifty jin.

"Uncle, you’re amazing, even able to kill such a big wild boar," Han Anniang looked at Chen Mo with a hint of surprise, then thought of sothing and said softly, "Uncle, when you were in the room lifting stones, were you practicing your strength?"

Chen Mo nodded, then moved a small wooden stool to sit in the hall, extending his hand, "Sister-in-law, bring the kitchen knife, and turn on the stove. While it’s dark and no one’s paying attention, let’s stew all this at."

"Okay, okay." Han Anniang dashed to the kitchen to get the kitchen knife, looking at the pile of wild boar at on the ground, and sighed, "It’s a pity about this wild boar hide; if properly tanned, it could sell for at least one thousand coins."

Chen Mo paused in thought, suddenly recalling from a historical novel he read that cowhide and pigskin were strategic materials in ancient tis, able to make armor and never worried about selling.

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[at intake tis 0.05, Blood Nourishing Technique experience 0.05.]

[at intake tis 0.05, Blood Nourishing Technique experience 0.05.]

[...]

Wild boar at isn’t very tasty; the texture is too tough and has a strong gay sll.

The main issue is, there’s no trio of kitchen items to remove the gay sll at ho, making it too gamy to eat.

However, for soone who has been eating vegetarian food for nearly a month, to the point where their mouth has beco bland, this can be completely endured or even ignored,

Chen Mo only stopped eating after he was stuffed.

[Na: Chen Mo.]

[Age: 16.]

[Cultivation Technique: Blood Nourishing Technique (Entry Level 16.7/100).]

[Realm: None.]

[Power: 7.]

[Skills: Celestial Harmony Saber Technique (Perfection, to tier break, increase own power to 30.)]

Without exaggeration, he ate more than five jin in one sitting.

His belly was bulging.

...

In the following three days, Chen Mo maintained eating ten jin of at daily.

Of course, he knew that eating this much at every day would increase the risk of high cholesterol and arteriosclerosis.

But he was eager to find out the effect of ramping up the Blood Nourishing Technique experience to one hundred.

In fact, he could eat more every day.

But this would require consuming a lot of energy to absorb and digest this food, which would impose a heavy burden on the body. Ten jin per day was the limit he could currently bear.

The following afternoon.

Chen Mo was exercising in his room.

The courtyard gate was suddenly kicked open by soone.

Han Anniang was washing dishes in the kitchen, and when she looked at the door, she was terrified, quickly grabbing a kitchen knife and rushing into Chen Mo’s room in a panic, "Uncle, Wang the Pockmarked is here, and he brought a lot of people."

Han Anniang was flustered, instantly recalling the scene two months ago when Wang the Pockmarked broke in, and her uncle was kicked into unconsciousness trying to protect her.

Chen Mo’s eyes turned cold.

He had wanted to find Wang the Pockmarked for revenge since his body had strengthened.

But Han Anniang told him that Wang the Pockmarked always hung out with village ruffians, often wandered between villages, stealing chickens and teasing widows, with no fixed residence.

Being alone, he decided to endure for the ti being, waiting until he was strong enough for revenge.

Unexpectedly, Wang the Pockmarked ca again today.

Chen Mo grabbed a firewood knife, put his hand on Han Anniang’s shoulder, letting her sit on his bed, "Sister-in-law, stay in my room, I’ll handle this."

With that, he walked out of the room.

"Uncle, be careful." Han Anniang said from behind, quickly moved to the window, tightly holding the kitchen knife.

Wang Xi had a heavy build, with pockmarks from childhood acne scars on half of his face, and was slightly taller than Chen Mo, bringing five people along, three were village ruffians, and two from other villages.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, they were about to break into the house, but Chen Mo held them back with a long-handled firewood knife.

"Hey, Brother Mo, you truly haven’t had enough beaten out of you, daring to act tough in front of Brother Wang the Pockmarked." Liu Ergou, who ca along, stepped up to give Chen Mo a lesson, not caring a bit about the firewood knife in Chen Mo’s hand.

However, he was stopped by Wang Xi, "Ergou, how do you speak to my brother-in-law?"

Wang Xi clearly had an attitude of already considering Han Anniang as his own.

"Brother Mo, did you hear that? For Mrs. Han’s sake, follow Brother Wang. From now on, you will feast and revel." Liu Ergou said in a rogue-like manner.

The rogue gang behind him laughed and jeered, "Brother Mo, bring Mrs. Han out and let Brother Wang take a look."

Chen Mo coldly kept silent, internally determined that if anyone dared to step forward, he would definitely slash away.

Wang Xi naturally didn’t take Chen Mo seriously, but he ca with his own plans this ti. He said, "Brother Mo, I’ve co to talk about sothing important. Before the heavy snow hits, I’m preparing to organize the young and strong of the whole village to hunt; the hunting tax should not be paid in vain. For An Niang’s sake, join us the day after tomorrow, and I’ll take care of you."

"I won’t go." Chen Mo refused without even thinking.

"Are you giving face or not? I’ll ask you again, are you going or not?" Liu Ergou pointed at Chen Mo’s nose.

"I won’t go." Chen Mo said.

"Damn you!" Liu Ergou directly lifted his hand to slap Chen Mo’s face.

But Chen Mo preemptively kicked Liu Ergou in the chest. Liu Ergou didn’t react, directly staggering backward several steps, supported by the rogues.

"You’re still daring to fight back; brothers, let’s beat him together!" Kicked by the bookworm of the village, Liu Ergou felt deeply humiliated, calling out to the rogues to gang up on him.

"Dang..."

Chen Mo slashed at the front door with his knife, cutting a piece off: "Co, I dare anyone to step up."

Chen Mo wasn’t afraid of them; back when his father’s competitors snatched his business, unable to win upfront, they gathered dozens, hundreds of people to ss around in the sand yard, each carrying machetes and clubs. He wasn’t seen cowering then.

With Chen Mo’s move, Liu Ergou and the others were indeed intimidated, though their mouths were not subdued: "Co on, let’s see you cut !"

Their necks were stretched out, but their feet dared not to move forward, only their eyes turning to the leader, Wang Xi.

Wang Xi frowned, "Brother Mo, I’m doing this for your own good. Anyone who goes up the mountain will count as contributing. Hunting the prey will everyone get a share of the at, but if you don’t go, there’s no share."

"I won’t go." Chen Mo refused again.

Hearing this, Wang Xi’s face darkened.

Liu Ergou followed suit, shouting again, "Brother Wang Xi, this kid doesn’t want to take the polite way, let’s gang up together, give him a good beating!"