Zhangjia Village.

At the entrance of the consignment store, Zhang Cheng was reclining on a brand-new deck chair, which had just been delivered by Li Chirou, the lazy man from the village.

Li, with snot still hanging from his mouth and dressed in shabby clothes, grinned and asked, "Er Gouzi, how's my cooking?"

"good."

Zhang Cheng nodded in satisfaction.

Li is incredibly lazy when it comes to eating meat, but his family's woodworking skills are truly exceptional.

A single compliment made Li Chirou's tail swivel to the sky. He didn't care about the dirt on the ground, plopped down, and boasted, "I'm not bragging, but my ancestors worked for officials in the Forbidden City! Just think about it, what kind of family was that? How could my skills be bad?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Zhang Cheng replied with a smile.

"Uncle Meat Eater, your skills are so good, why don't you make more furniture and sell it in the county?"

Li Chirou curled his lip in disdain, looking like he had seen through life: "My mother and I are full, and the whole family isn't hungry. Why do so much work? My old mother won't live for many more years. Once she's gone, I'll be more at ease."

Zhang Cheng was speechless for a moment.

This guy is lazy to the core.

"roar--!"

Suddenly!

A tiger's roar that shook the mountains and forests was earth-shattering!

A large, fat, and brightly colored tiger was seen leaping and charging towards the store with heavy steps, bringing with it a foul stench.

Just moments ago, Li Chirou was languishing lazily, but now his eyes gleamed with the light of a hungry wolf, drool practically dripping from the corners of his mouth. He stared intently at the tiger, his Adam's apple bobbing, muttering in a voice only he could hear:

"I've tried all the wild game in these mountains—bears, wild boars—but I've never tasted tiger meat before... I wonder what it tastes like..."

As he spoke, he subconsciously raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth.

Goodness.

Zhang Cheng thought to himself, "Wow!"

The whole village treats this tiger as a guardian beast, but you, on the other hand, spend all your time thinking about how to cook it.

Li Chirou, true to his name, is a born foodie.

The spotted tiger swayed its head as it walked to the entrance of the dealership and stopped.

Zhang Cheng's breath hitched for a moment.

Although the villagers said that the tiger named "Da Mei" never hurt anyone, and had even developed some of the habits of a domestic cat.

But it was a tiger after all!

The oppressive feeling emanating from the top of the food chain made all his muscles tense up.

Zhang Cheng wasn't afraid of dead people, but he was afraid of these beasts who couldn't be reasoned with or bribed.

Li Chirou stood up with a sly grin, swaggered over to his older sister, reached out and stroked her glossy tiger fur, muttering, "Older sister, your leg injury is healed now, shouldn't you go back to the mountains? Let me tell you, you're a tigress. If you keep staying in the village, what will happen to the male tigers in the mountains?"

"Take my advice, hurry back to the mountains and find a girlfriend. If you don't have enough food, bring your girlfriend with you, and I'll catch some pheasants for you to eat!"

Zhang Cheng felt increasingly uneasy as he listened.

Li is eating meat... does he want to eat tiger penis?

At this moment, the curtain of the consignment store was lifted, and Shi Yangyang came out.

She wore a pure white dress over a turtleneck sweater, and thick cotton shoes that, though mismatched, did not detract from her pure and innocent aura.

She was holding a large copper plate, which was piled high with various pieces of meat left over from the villagers' dinner last night.

Smelling the aroma of meat, the eldest sister excitedly shook her thick tiger tail, which whistled through the air like a steel whip.

Li Chirou was so frightened that he immediately backed away. He had experienced the power of that tail before; a lash from it could cause pain for days.

Shi Yangyang placed the copper plate next to Zhang Cheng's recliner with a smile.

"Aww..."

The eldest sister let out a low growl, immediately moved forward, buried the huge tiger head in the bronze plate, and began to wolf it down.

Zhang Cheng's lips twitched as he looked at the gaping maw so close to him, fearing that after it finished eating the meat, it might take a bite out of him.

Seeing her husband's nervous expression, Shi Yangyang smiled gently and reached out to stroke her younger sister's back.

The younger sister didn't hold back her food at all. She lifted her head from the pile of meat, affectionately rubbed her cheek against Shi Yangyang's hand, and then continued to work hard.

"Zhang Cheng, come and pet it too, Big Sister is very well-behaved," Shi Yangyang encouraged.

Zhang Cheng immediately shook his head vigorously: "Forget it, forget it. I'm not familiar with it. What if it's in a bad mood today? Who can I complain to?"

joke!

Tigers don't bite? That's because they're not hungry!

To say that tigers are docile is like saying that Qian Zhenghui has a change of heart—nobody would believe that!

Anyway, even if you beat him to death, he wouldn't touch it.

A large bowl of meat was devoured in just two or three minutes.

"Aww!"

After eating and drinking her fill, the eldest sister let out a satisfied growl and then lay down on the spot, taking a nap at Zhang Cheng's feet.

Zhang Cheng was completely numb.

What's this? An after-dinner bodyguard?

Li Chirou scoffed to himself, muttering, "That silly tiger is getting lazier and lazier. In another two years, he'll probably need to be fed!"

Zhang Cheng glanced at him sideways.

What right do you, a lazy bum, have to say that a tiger is gluttonous and lazy?

"Er Gouzi, if there's nothing else, I'm going back to take a nap." Li Chirou yawned and turned to leave.

"Uncle Meat Eater, wait a minute!"

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Cheng called out into the house, "Wife, go get ten catties of rice, ten catties of flour, and cut a big piece of cured meat for Uncle Meat."

"Okay!" Shi Yangyang responded and went into the house.

"I don't want to!" Upon hearing this, Li Chirou muttered like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, then turned and ran away, disappearing in a flash.

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