Marrying an Ugly Man in the 70s: Chief, Your Wife is Too Wild

Born in a wasteland of the post-apocalyptic world, Xu Manzhi died in battle and accidentally time-traveled into the body of the real wealthy daughter of the Jiang family in the 70s, sharing the sam...

Chapter 22 Selling Wild Game

Boom boom~~

A wild boar, with two white tusks, rolled out of the ditch, splashing mud and water as it swaggered ashore.

People were spotted in the territory.

The wild boar let out a low, rumbling growl.

His small eyes narrowed.

It seemed to be saying: You little brat, daring to invade my territory, you'll never leave alive.

Oh my god.

Is that a wild boar?

Shouldn't it have a pointed snout and monkey-like cheeks like a rat?

How come wild boars in the 1970s were so plump and strong?

It doesn't have long, bristly hairs like steel spikes.

It lacks the fierce and brutal serrations.

They also lacked steel-like hooves.

Her belly was round and plump.

Splash!

Splash!

Xu Manzhi wiped away her drool, her eyes sharp, gripped the long knife in her palm, and said with a grin, "Little piggy, come into my arms, I'll give you a whole set of Butcher's Dissection Techniques—"

Huff.

Huff.

As the wild boar raised its hind legs and charged forward, eager to feast on human flesh, Xu Manzhi also accelerated, their figures hurtling forward like lightning as they collided head-on.

A collision is inevitable when opposing forces clash.

"Boom, boom boom~~~"

"whee."

The two figures met in mid-air.

Two voices rubbed together in the air.

In a flash, a sharp blade pierced the skin, and the explosion of the blade splitting open echoed throughout the entire mountain valley, sending chills down everyone's spines.

Thump.

The wild boar fell to the ground.

The intestines spilled out.

The belly has opened.

Just as it started to hum, Xu Manzhi pulled it back.

Cool.

The knife cut directly into the wild boar's carotid artery.

It was effortless.

Xu Manzhi exhaled a breath of stale air.

A stain of blood appeared on her white shirt, and the color darkened instantly.

With a slight frown, Xu Manzhi nonchalantly rolled up her sleeves to wipe the blood off the knife, then hummed a little tune and smiled sweetly, saying, "Little piggy, don't worry, I won't just cut you off, the whole family will be there. Daddy Pig and Mommy Pig haven't come yet."

Xu Manzhi untied a snakeskin bag from her waist.

With nimble hands, they plucked a bunch of aromatic plants from the surrounding area, crushed them, and released them into the air, mixing them with the smell of blood to interfere with the wild boars' sense of smell...

These days, there are wild grasses and plenty of water, making it a greenhouse paradise for small animals.

We can no longer dig three feet into the ground to work.

It will continue to thrive and multiply.

Once a buyer is found, a thorough cleaning will be done before leaving.

Then, fire a shot and move on to another spot.

Swish, swish, swish.

The knife slid swiftly between the pig skin and the pork, dismembering a wild boar with lightning speed, painfully discarding the internal organs.

The flavor is too strong.

Unless it were a special post-apocalyptic situation, no one would normally eat wild boar innards.

After she finished her work, she carried the two sacks twice before she could finally load them onto her small bicycle.

Upon reaching her, she found the sack so large it almost concealed her figure.

But these days bicycles are the main mode of transportation for ordinary families, and it's not unusual to see them carrying large items, so no one paid any special attention to her.

Xu Manzhi sped back to the city and parked her car directly in front of the Ling family's gate.

Aunt Ling covered her nose immediately.

"Comrade, what's in your bag? It stinks!" the young woman screamed.

Ling Junye was physically weak.

Having been stabbed again, it can't withstand even the slightest cold or external stimulation.

Xu Manzhi's truckload of filthy stuff was undoubtedly like rubbing salt into a wound, or stabbing someone in the eye of the storm.

"I made an appointment with Ling Junye."

Xu Manzhi parked the car, ignoring her aunt's shouts, and told her to watch the car. She then stepped straight into the house and found her way to Ling Junye's room.

Ling Junye's wounds hadn't healed yet, and he looked sickly.

But upon smelling the stench emanating from her, he nearly vomited, frowning and asking, "Did you come from a pigsty?"

"Wow, your nose is like a dog's, quite sharp," Xu Manzhi joked.

Ling Junye rolled his eyes.

He said irritably, "Just say what you want to say, stop beating around the bush. I don't like talking to a female bandit in official jargon."

Yes.

Despite her beautiful appearance, Xu Manzhi is a complete bandit at heart.

Fierce, savage, even more fierce than a man.

Xu Manzhi smiled.

She really admired Ling Junye's straightforwardness.

Speaking is effortless.

She got straight to the point: "I hunted some game in the mountains, a wild boar and twenty or thirty little short-legged animals. How much do you think I should pay you?"

"?" Ling Junye.

He looked completely bewildered.

What does Xu Manzhi mean?

Did she come to our door specifically to do business?

"Here's the thing, it's good stuff. I don't want anyone else to get a bargain. It's all fresh, I just slaughtered it. Pig hind legs, pig head, pig stomach, pig ribs, all plump and strong. Eat more to nourish your body. After you recover from your injury, I'll also treat your ailment. I'll get you a different batch then."

Xu Manzhi has made all the arrangements.

Not a drop of water leaks.

She arranged for his goods to be on their way, both in the early and middle stages, including after his recovery.

"." Ling Junye.

She's said it all, what can he say?

He pulled the thin blanket around himself and said unhappily, "You're really not afraid I won't accept it!"

“You’ll accept them; they’re all good stuff. If you don’t want them, I’ll just hand them over to the Jiang brothers right away. I won’t shortchange them a penny, and they’ll even get a good meal,” she said.

"..." Ling Junye.

Is she always so good at talking?

Every word was like a knife.

The kind that pierces your heart...

“Okay, since it’s as good as you say, I’ll buy it for one yuan per pound. And what about short legs? What are short legs?” Ling Junye suddenly asked.

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