Chapter 120: You Should Know a Few Skills

"Little troublemaker, aren't you angry? I've just earned back the principal!" Xiao Yuji showed off, shaking the fifty‑tael silver ingot she had just taken from Han Chunshen's hands at Chen Wuji.

It was a big one, and shaking it made Chen Wuji's eyes extremely uncomfortable.

"Doing business is normal; you sell connections, I sell game—nothing to get angry about." Chen Wuji said, putting on a magnanimous air, "If you don't mind, let's have a meal together at noon."

Still wanting to anger him—how could he let those two succeed?

If I don't scrape another layer off them today, I'm not Chen Wuji.

Xiao Yuji looked dubiously at Chen Wuji, "You'd really be that kind-hearted?"

"Don't measure a gentleman's belly with a petty person's heart; I've always been clear about what rank of silver I can earn." Chen Wuji said with a light smile, "I learned a dish the other day and would like you two to try it, also to ease our previous tension, so we can interact frequently and cooperate amicably."

Xiao Yuji arrogantly pursed her watery, pouting lips, "Fine, seeing how sincere you are, I'll give you face. Uncle Han, shall we go together?"

"Young friend, setting out wine, I am deeply honored; I would be rude to refuse." Han Chunshen laughed heartily.

His face was no longer dark.

It seemed as if what had just happened was completely over.

"Scholar, go to your uncle's house and fetch two jugs of wine!" Chen Wuji shouted.

"Oh."

The bustling crowd at the village entrance suddenly made way, and Chen Bushi hurried over.

"Chen Wuji, you scoundrel, you're eyeing my wine again? Licentiate Yuan, stand there and don't move an inch!" Chen Bushi shouted loudly.

Chen Wuji looked shocked, "Uncle, what kind of dog ears do you have? You can hear that from far away?"

Saying that, he subtly signaled Licentiate Yuan with a glance.

Licentiate Yuan understood instantly and took off running.

"Licentiate Yuan, you little brat, get back here!" Chen Bushi shouted urgently.

Chen Wuji grabbed Chen Bushi, "We have guests at home and no wine—I'm just borrowing two jugs from you. Why be so stingy? I'll repay you three jugs another day. Now, where are the oxen?"

"I don't believe a word of what you say, you brat!" Chen Bushi shouted.

Chen Wuji put on a stern face, "Uncle, have you forgotten how you swindled me out of forty‑eight taels yesterday? That's a big matter affecting reputation—even if you're using the Bu Shi merchant name as a front, it still has an impact."

"Get lost, I earned that through my own ability."

"Nonsense, where are the oxen?"

Chen Wuji forcefully restrained Chen Bushi, who was like a wild donkey that had broken its tether.

Over the two jugs of wine, this guy almost lost his temper.

"How many head of cattle did you bring back?" Chen Wuji asked again.

Chen Bushi glared angrily at Chen Wuji, then suddenly slapped his shoulder hard, laughing like a madman, and leaned in to whisper, "We actually brought back eight head, but one went berserk on the way down the mountain, so we had to kill it—making nine in total."

"After we totaled it up, since you discovered the herd, you get three head. Xiong Paozi contributed the most, so he gets two head. Of the remaining three, I take two live ones, and my cow also put in considerable effort. Chen Luozi gets one live and one dead."

Chen Wuji was very pleased with this distribution plan, "I get the biggest share—really okay?"

"If you think it's not good, I can take the biggest share—I have no objection." Chen Bushi said.

Chen Wuji glanced, "You're thinking rather beautifully."

Chen Bushi laughed, patted Chen Wuji's shoulder, and said, "Chen Luozi's beef is selling fast; the two of us should hurry and carry a big leg back. At noon, let's improve the meal at your place. I'm providing the wine—let you cook a dish and have a celebratory meal; that's not too much, right?"

"Not at all—you carry the meat, I'll cook the dish!" Chen Wuji said cheerfully.

If you'd said that earlier, it would have been settled.

"Alright, I've been waiting for you to say that." Chen Bushi winked at Chen Wuji and then squeezed back into the crowd at the village entrance.

No wonder so many people were standing there—it turns out Chen Luozi was selling beef.

After grain prices in the city skyrocketed, everything else followed suit, and the people have reached the point where they can't afford to eat at all.

If Chen Luozi is willing to keep the price from half a month ago, his beef will definitely be snatched up.

Judging by the situation, the price he set probably isn't too high either.

Chen Wuji took Xiao Yuji and Han Chunshen, detoured around the crowded village entrance, and returned home.

He originally wanted to watch the excitement, but there were simply too many people—he couldn't squeeze in at all.

Suddenly, a lavishly dressed guest arrived at home, making Huo Sanniang and Shen Youwei feel a bit ill at ease.

As for Xue Hongdou, she can be ignored.

Whether or not there are guests, her gaze looks like she's about to die.

Chen Wuji gave a brief introduction and handed over the fifty taels of silver earned from today's sales to Huo Sanniang.

"Wuji, why so much today?" Huo Sanniang asked in surprise.

"A yellow sheep and a wolf fell into the pit; the sales weren't bad." Chen Wuji laughed.

"Don't skimp on this money—if you three need anything, buy it. I've also made quite a bit selling pots these past few days; we're not short on funds at home."

After so long of time travel, Chen Wuji finally had the confidence to say that.

Huo Sanniang pressed her lips tightly, a mist faintly gathering in her eyes, "I've always known you could do it, Wuji—you definitely can."

"If you say I'm so outstanding, shouldn't I be rewarded properly tonight?" Chen Wuji leaned toward Huo Sanniang's slender neck and gave a wicked smile.

"Scoundrel." Huo Sanniang glanced at Chen Wuji with a look full of myriad charms, a touch of shyness, and whispered in a voice as light as a mosquito, "All right, I'll reward you properly tonight—learn from Youwei that little minx, shall I? I'll give it a try too—okay?"

"That's totally doable!" Chen Wuji exclaimed excitedly.

The young lady finally dared to be bold.

That's rarer than the sun rising in the west.

Shen Youwei definitely deserves the chief credit.

Chen Wuji recently picked up on something: it seems Shen Youwei has been imparting a lot of knowledge to Huo Sanniang in private, and even gone so far as to describe the details without reservation.

There should be a concubine like that in the household.

Huo Sanniang's cheeks flushed red, she gave Chen Wuji an annoyed glance, and said, "Virtue."

A glint of moisture flashed in her eyes; she quickly turned serious and said, "These two guests who came to our home today look like people of standing—how should we receive them properly?"

"Leave this to me; you handle those big-headed shrimp and crabs," Chen Wuji said.

"Those insects you brought back? Chen Wuji, I was just about to say this—they really aren't edible." Huo Sanniang urged anxiously, "We wouldn't dare serve such things to guests; it would be terribly rude."

"My love, how does the crab taste?" Chen Wuji asked with a smile.

Huo Sanniang choked, then murmured, "…Delicious."

"Then trust me—those insects are tasty too," Chen Wuji said with a smile.

It's a shame that something so delicious has turned into poisonous insects and beasts—such a waste of heavenly bounty.