Black Charcoal Head was in no mood to explain so much to it. With one cut of the knife, the wild boar demon's head rolled on the ground.
The golden rat was washed out along with the blood, holding the inner elixir of the wild boar spirit in its arms. Its originally white fur was all dyed red and smelled bad.
No one could understand what the wild boar demon said next. It did not speak human language, but communicated with Black Charcoal Head through its thoughts.
The old duke and the old lady understood part of it, but the others didn't understand a word and had no idea what they were saying.
But it doesn't matter, the wild boar spirits are dead. They are no longer the terrifying ones they were before, but have returned to their original form.
The old Duke was an experienced man who could cultivate to the level of spirits. Their meat must be special. He wanted to keep the meat of the two wild boar spirits and cook them separately.
Whether it is bones or meat, they must be boiled and distributed to everyone in Rongxiuzhuang.
The rest of the wild boar meat can be taken back and they can distribute it among themselves, but these two must be kept separately.
"The wild boars are all dead. Take these two back and release them separately. Then ask someone to boil them and share them with everyone in our retirement village. Eating their meat can cure the pain in your body."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone became excited.
"Your Majesty! Are you telling the truth? Eating the meat of a wild boar spirit will relieve the pain of my old wounds?"
"Your Majesty! Have you eaten it before? You look so healthy, you must have eaten the meat of a monster, right?"
"Don't ask for now. Let's remember what the prince said. When has he ever lied to us?"
"......"
Those who spoke were basically the white-haired old soldiers. Although the other young people were shocked, they did not rush to speak.
Their status does not allow them to talk to the old Duke, so they just need to do what he says.
The black-haired man took the dagger, took out the inner elixir from another wild boar demon, placed it in his palm, and presented it to Chu Xiaoxiao.
"Master! This inner pill is very special, it is a crystal, please keep it! It is beautiful."
Milk ball shook his head and refused: "No."
[No matter what color the inner elixir is, I don't want it. You killed the wild boar spirit with great effort, so refine its inner elixir. It will help you increase your power, and you will help me fight more enemies in the future.]
The charcoal-haired man looked up at Chu Xiaoxiao and said nothing more. Behind his back, he threw the inner elixir into his mouth and swallowed it, then sat on the ground to meditate and refine it.
The golden rat, covered in blood, went to a small puddle nearby to wash itself, and its inner elixir was also cleaned by it, turning it yellow.
He held it in front of Chu Xiaoxiao and jumped onto the back of her feet.
[National Master! I want to go in. ]
Chu Xiaoxiao squatted down and with a thought, threw the wet golden rat into the Qiankun bag.
Over there, the people in Rongxiu Village were as happy as if it were New Year's Day. They killed more than 20 wild boars at once, some big and some small, but if they were really cleaned up, there would be a lot of meat.
Two of them even said they would cook it right away and call everyone to come and eat the meat and drink the soup. It wasn't a festival, but being able to eat meat would be more lively than the New Year.
The prince still has rules and regulations. If he says to hunt wild boars, he hunts them. If he says to kill them, he kills them.
Now that there are no more ferocious beasts in the mountains, we don’t have to be so nervous and cautious when working in the mountains.
The old Duke ordered people to carry all the wild boars down the mountain. The people who stayed on the farm had been looking forward to it for a long time. When they saw everyone carrying the wild boars back, they all smiled from ear to ear.
The little boy was held in the old duke's arms and fell asleep on his shoulder.
All the people on the farm gathered together and, following his orders, first took out the two designated wild boars, set up a large iron pot, and put all the bones and meat into the pot to stew.
Not to mention, the fragrance is so amazing that it makes people drool.
Everyone in Rongxiu Village was lured by the aroma and kept swallowing their saliva, adults and children, all the same.
The old Duke asked them to line up, prepare their bowls, and have each of them get half a bowl of soup to satisfy their cravings.
Anyway, there are many soups, and you can add water to boil again after drinking them. It doesn't matter if you boil a mouthful or half a mouthful. As long as the people in the village are healthy after drinking it, it doesn't matter if you spend a little more firewood to boil it.
Everyone spontaneously lined up in a long queue, which was winding but orderly. Children excitedly pulled the hands of adults, while the elderly smiled and chatted with each other about family matters, and occasionally a few hearty laughs could be heard.
In the team, some people were wearing simple cloth clothes, while others were wrapped in thick cotton jackets, but no matter who they were, their eyes were shining with great anticipation for the delicious food they were about to taste.
As the team slowly moved forward, everyone finally came to the iron pot. The people in charge of distributing the soup, holding long spoons, skillfully and gently handed bowls of hot wild boar soup to the waiting people.
The moment they take the bowl of soup, many people will involuntarily take a deep breath, as if to inhale all the rich aroma into their lungs, and a satisfied smile will bloom on their faces.
Some people can't wait to take a sip. In an instant, the delicious soup and the richness of the meat bloom on the tip of the tongue. A warm current spreads from the mouth to the whole body, dispelling all fatigue.
Some people held the soup bowls carefully, afraid of spilling a drop. It was the first time for them to smell such a fragrant soup.
You should smell it several times, the more you smell it, the more comfortable you will feel.
The white-haired old soldiers all gathered together, each holding a bowl of soup in their hands, lowering their heads and drinking sip by sip.
After drinking it, everyone felt some changes in their bodies. The headache was gone, and the dizziness in their eyes became brighter.
The minor ailments I had seemed to be gradually getting better.
The old Duke also had a bowl of soup in his hand, but he didn't drink it and shared it with the people around him.
"You should drink more. The meat of the wild boar spirit is good. Eating it will make you stronger. To be honest, I ate the meat of a snake spirit once before, and all the ailments in my body disappeared. I felt decades younger."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the old soldiers looked at him with burning eyes.
"Your Majesty! No wonder you look so healthy, it turns out you ate something delicious."
"I feel it. The pain in my chest has eased a lot. I'll have another bowl of soup later."
"Me too. I had a throbbing pain in my left temple just now. After I drank the soup, the pain is gone. This is really a good thing. Thank you, Your Highness, for your care and concern for us."
The old Duke waved his hand: "Not really, I just happened to meet him. The old snake demon's meat was a gift from the emperor, and ordinary people can't eat it.
We are lucky to have encountered a wild boar spirit. Everyone in the village has eaten its meat, and their health will be good for a long time."
All the old soldiers were very happy. As people get older, they don't worry about anything except not having good health.
Everyone has been on the battlefield and got injured when they were young. Everyone has some kind of illness or pain.
The older you get, the more it manifests itself, with pain here and there and old ailments continuing.
They would be very happy if the wild boar meat could cure their illness.
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