Chapter 82 Butchers, We're Professionals!
Lu Nange's spiritual power rippled outwards, sweeping across the restless pigs.
She called out, "Brother Zhuo, these few don't have crystal cores, they're edible!"
He Zhuo's knuckles cracked as he squeezed the food: "Alright, little sister! Extra food, extra food, extra food!"
Chi Yanzhou: "Chi Yi, tie them up."
Standing by the mountain, Chi Yi suddenly raised his hand, and countless vines grew wildly, wrapping around the five pigs.
The five wild boars were instantly restrained, grunting and struggling.
"Step back!"
Chi Yanzhou's lightning struck down fiercely—
"boom!"
Amidst the crackling and popping sounds, the wild boar herd convulsed, their grunts growing increasingly mournful.
He Zhuo grinned at the five wild boars, "I'm rich! I'm rich!"
"Where's A-Ye?" Lu Nange suddenly frowned, her spiritual power spreading outwards.
"Sister!" came the reply from behind the bushes.
Lu Beiye was seen carrying the unconscious Ji Xian in his right hand and holding a colorful pheasant upside down in his left.
Lu Xici and He Zhuo quickly stepped forward to receive them, and Lu Beiye handed the person and the pheasant to them.
She jogged and bumped into Lu Nange, who was running towards her.
Are you injured?
Lu Beiye raised his face, which was covered in grass clippings, and shook his head.
He Zhuo, supporting Ji Xian, asked, "A Ye, what's wrong with Ji Xian?"
Lu Beiye: "When we were hunting wild boar just now, Ji Xian hid behind the tree next to me."
I was slicing pork with a knife when I heard his scream.
You all live far away, so I have to run over there to see you.
Lu Beiye chuckled and pointed to the lifeless pheasant on the ground: "Turns out he got pecked on the butt by this pheasant, I don't know if he fainted from the pain or from fright!"
He Zhuo stared at the pheasant's sharp beak, then glanced at Ji Xian's bloodstained buttocks, his expression a mix of emotions.
After Lu Beiye finished off the five pig heads, Lu Nange put all five pigs into her spatial storage.
Chi Yi and He Zhuo carried Ji Xian, one end of his arm and the other end, towards their temporary residence.
In front of their temporary accommodation, Wen Qing and Luo Xingyou were pacing anxiously.
Hearing the commotion, the two rushed over.
Wen Qing: "Ji Xian is injured?"
He Zhuo's lips twitched, suppressing a strange expression: "Yeah, my butt got pecked by a pheasant."
Luo Xingyou was stunned: "Huh? Your butt got pecked by a chicken?"
Wen Qing: "Carry him inside first, I'll take a look at him."
On the air mattress, Wen Qing's palm emitted a soft, milky-white light, hovering and moving above Ji Xian's wound.
A moment later, she abruptly stopped: "Alright. I'll go out now. He Zhuo, please check Ji Xian's wound again!"
"Me?" He Zhuo pointed exaggeratedly at the tip of his nose with his index finger.
Gu Qi chuckled and kicked his shin: "Hurry up!"
"Damn it..." He Zhuo cursed and reached out to undo Ji Xian's waistband. The fabric had just slipped down half an inch when a hand with bulging veins suddenly clamped down on his wrist.
"You fucking..." Ji Xian opened his eyes: "A pervert?"
He Zhu rolled his eyes dramatically: "You think I want to see? I'm afraid I'll get a sty!"
"You got pecked on the butt by a pheasant! Sister Wenqing just treated your butt. Let me check how it is!"
Ji Xian's fingers gripped his waistband tightly, his face flushed red from his ears to his neck: "A pheasant?"
Gu Qi and He Zhuo said in unison, "Yes!"
"Treat my buttocks?"
"Um!!!"
Ji Xian forced out a few words through gritted teeth: "Get out, I'll see for myself!"
He Zhuo wanted to argue, but Gu Qi covered his mouth and dragged him out.
As soon as they stepped outside, Gu Qi let go of his hand and lowered his voice, "Old He, can you please stop wearing your emotions on your sleeve?"
He Zhuo raised an eyebrow: "If I don't wear my emotions on my face, am I supposed to hang them on the wall? I'm not Mona Lisa!"
Gu Qi: "..."
The two walked towards the door and found that Lu Nange and the others had already begun to deal with the wild boar.
The pigs were too big, so they had to be separated into individual pigs.
Wen Qing looked up and asked, "How is it?"
Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned their eyes to them.
Gu Qi nodded: "He's awake, he should be alright now."
Lu Nange: "Then let's continue."
Of everyone present, only Wen Qing and Chi Yi had ever seen a pig slaughtered.
Under the guidance of the two, the five wild boars had a clear division of labor—a ten-meter-long plastic sheet was spread out on the muddy ground.
Lu Nange, Luo Xingyou, and Lu Beiye formed a triangle, and simultaneously, wind blades and golden throwing knives pierced the wild boar's carotid artery.
A dark red column of blood gushed out and poured into the prepared bucket.
Gu Qi and Lu Xici were in charge of scalding the pig's hair. Boiling water was poured over the pig's body, and the rising steam mixed with the fishy smell spread out.
Chi Yi, He Zhuo, and Chi Yanzhou were in charge of scraping the pig hair. The blades scraped against the pig skin, making a rustling sound, and the pig hair fell off in patches.
After bleeding the pig, Lu Nange and her two companions moved on to the next step: gutting and neatly cutting up the pig.
Wen Qing led Gu Wan to squat to the side and sorted out the internal organs, placing the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys into different containers.
By the time Ji Xian finally emerged, the first wild boar had just been dealt with.
He glanced at the blood-soaked ground and the busy crowd, then silently walked to Gu Wan's side, squatted down, and began to help sort out her internal organs.
As noon approached, the temperature rose higher and higher.
Chi Yi raised his hand, and the surrounding trees grew wildly as if they had been put on fast-forward.
The gnarled branches intertwined above their heads to form an impenetrable dome.
Only a few stubborn rays of sunlight pierced through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground.
"Brother Chi's superpower won't last that long." Lu Nange wiped the sweat from her forehead, strands of hair sticking to her flushed face. "We've only dealt with two pigs so far. We'll deal with the remaining three tomorrow morning."
Chi Yi's collar was soaked with sweat: "Young Master, Miss Nan Nan, I'll wait until you're finished cleaning up before withdrawing my powers."
Lu Nange's eyes lit up as she suddenly remembered the 20-meter canopy that Ning City had collected from its containers last time.
It was retrieved directly from the space.
Chi Yanzhou: "The sky curtain?"
Lu Nange: "Yeah, we picked it up in Ning City last time. Let's just put one up at the door! It'll block the sun and cool us down."
Several boys deftly set up a canopy, and the silvery-gray shadows quickly covered the road in front of the door.
Ice blocks were placed in the living room and under the canopy, and electric fans hummed, sending cool air to every corner.
It was too hot, and after slaughtering a pig half the morning, none of us had much of an appetite at lunchtime.
Wen Qing made refreshing cold noodles with buckwheat flour, along with several cold dishes.
After lunch, some people take a nap, some chat, and some read.
Wen Qing and Luo Xingyou were engrossed in studying food, holding several cookbooks.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sweet aroma of iced milk tea permeated the sultry air.
The three Lu siblings had the same expression, biting their straws, the pearls bouncing between their teeth.
He Zhuo held the cup, but his gaze kept drifting towards Ji Xian's tightly closed door.
"Why isn't Ji Xian awake yet?" He took a big gulp of his milk tea, the tapioca pearls getting stuck in the straw with a gurgling sound. "I'll go check on him."
No one answered the door when I knocked.
"Ji Xian".
When they pushed open the door, they saw that Ji Xian's cheeks were flushed.
He Zhuo placed his palm on his forehead: "Sister Wen Qing, Ji Xian has a high fever!"
Wen Qing put down the milk tea, rushed into the room, and her fingertips glowed with a soft, milky light.
A moment later, he withdrew his superpower, stood up, and said, "It felt like a superpower awakening!"
"Huh?" He Zhuo's eyes widened. "You gained superpowers from being pecked by a pheasant?? What's that? A mutation of bird flu?"
Lu Nange glanced at the pheasant carcass in the corner of the corridor: "That pheasant had a crystal core in its brain."
He Zhuo took Chi Yi's dagger and started digging and digging at the pheasant...
Sure enough, they found a crystal core: "What kind of pheasant is this? It's even a level two crystal core!"
He held the crystal core and turned to Lu Nange, then his face fell as if he remembered something: "Little sister, does that mean we can't eat this?"
Lu Nange nodded.
Upon receiving an affirmative reply, He Zhuo was as if he had lost his parents: "My roast chicken, stir-fried chicken, smoked chicken, poached chicken, braised chicken, spicy chicken, three-cup chicken..."
Lu Beiye rested her chin on her hand and looked at him: "Brother He Zhuo, are you reciting the names of dishes?"
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