Chapter 197

Chen Luozi. Also maybe "in the mountains" is not a name; "praying to gods and Buddha" is not.

Chen Wuji.

He (pronoun) not a name.

They not a name.

Chen Wuji. Also Gold Gradient. Also maybe "king of the mountains" is not a name.

A tiger that understands human affairs not a name.

"Wuji brother, is it fun to be friends with the Mountain Lord?" Chen Qun's eyes sparkled, full of envy.

Chen Wuji's mouth twitched slightly. "I don't know if it's fun or not; anyway I was almost scared half to death, I didn't dare approach, these few muntjacs were thrown down from the mountain by it."

"Look at your cowardly appearance, you should properly talk to it, then ride it down the mountain!" Chen Luozi shouted indignantly, "As long as you ride the tiger down the mountain, you can proclaim yourself king, hehe."

Chen Wuji: ……

This guy who fears that the world will not be chaotic.

However, speaking of which, this gimmick is indeed not bad, and it can also fool people a bit.

"Don't go crazy, quickly carry the game, stop thinking about nonsense." Chen Wuji interrupted Chen Luozi's wild daydreaming, urging them to hurry up and work.

These game still need to be processed after being brought down the mountain, there's still plenty of work.

"Mountain God is blind, why did it pick you this guy, it would be better if it picked me. As long as the tiger dares to get close to me, I'd dare to ride it down the mountain today." Chen Luozi shouted indignantly.

His envious eyes were almost red.

But they just didn't doubt the truthfulness of Chen Wuji's statement.

All we can say is, the legend misleads people.

Their high level of acceptance must be due to the influence of those ancient rumors from Shenxian Ling.

Someone before has already done this, now such a thing falling on Chen Wuji is quite reasonable.

"Hurry up, hurry up, so much nonsense." Chen Wuji waved his hand and shouted.

Chen Luozi shook his head and swayed his body, feeling emotional, then hoisted a muntjac onto his shoulder.

After walking not far, he suddenly put down the muntjac, kowtowed twice toward the distant white peak of Shenxian Ling towering high, respectfully murmured a few words, then hoisted the muntjac again and went down the mountain.

Chen Wuji's mouth twitched slightly.

Some people seemed to be possessed.

Several people ran back and forth three times before they managed to bring the game that Chen Wuji had hunted back to the village smoothly.

Chen Wuji instructed Yuan Jinshi to call a few more people from the clan to come help.

A group of people divided the tasks and began processing the game.

Among these game, the muntjac called the Mountain God is of course the most delicious.

Everyone tacitly overlooked the fact that the muntjac was the Mountain God.

In the face of this meaty feast, they could temporarily choose not to show respect to the Mountain God.

But Chen Wuji still explained to them how it happened.

When he first brought the muntjac down the mountain, the things the villagers said are still vivid in memory.

Those words not only prick the ears but also pierce the heart.

For things that cannot be seen or touched, the simple villagers believe in them more than in other things.

At least explain it so that when everyone eats, they need not feel anxious.

While adults and children were busy enjoying themselves, a carriage appeared outside Chen Wuji's courtyard; after it stopped steadily, a girl wearing an emerald-green ruqun lifted the carriage curtain and poked her head out.

"Tiger boy, bring the gifts!"

The girl gave an order, then walked toward Chen Wuji's home with a dignified and graceful posture; as soon as she entered the courtyard, she saw the bustling scene at Chen Wuji's home, and her eyes lit up instantly.

"Wow, it's truly that coming early is no match for coming at the right time—so much top-quality fur, and even leopard..."

Chen Wuji washed the blood stains off his hands in the water bucket, shook off the water droplets, and laughed: "Shopkeeper Xiao, when did you plant spies in our village? Your nose is too keen."

The visitor was none other than Chen Wuji's current partner, Xiao Yuji.

Xiao Yuji narrowed her eyes with a smile, hehe laughed: "This young lady doesn't have people as spies, but I did a finger calculation and knew today there would surely be a harvest, so I came. These pelts probably have no buyer yet? Let's bundle them all, I'll buy them for one hundred taels—how about that?"

"Shopkeeper Xiao, how did you suddenly become unscrupulous? There are several lynxes and wolf badgers here, plus leopard skin—are you offering me a hundred taels as a heavily discounted bone‑price?" Chen Wuji asked.

Xiao Yuji quickly walked over, "Are there any lynxes? I didn't notice them."

After she took a careful look, she then said: "There are these few lynxes; this price is indeed not very fair—I'm not trying to lowball, I just didn't see them. One hundred fifty taels, now it's fair—how about that?"

"Deal!" Chen Wuji roughly estimated in his mind, thought the price was about right, and readily agreed; today these game, the value of the pelts far exceeds that of selling the meat.

Recently grain and meat prices have surged terribly; for the people who grow grain, trying to get some grain has become extremely difficult. This meat, Chen Wuji also doesn't plan to sell; he'll keep some for his family and then give a share to the clan members.

"Tiger boy, quickly hire a carriage!" Xiao Yuji, fearing Chen Wuji might back out, immediately ordered the assistant to find a vehicle; they had only one carriage when they came, and with so much pelts to haul back, they could only hire a carriage in the village.

"Sure thing."

Chen Wuji joked, "Since I've accepted this price, you don't have to act so hurried, as if you've taken advantage and need to flee quickly."

"I'm not afraid you'll back out, I'm afraid some people will snatch it from me." Xiao Yuji said.

As soon as her words fell, Han Chunshen appeared at the doorway holding two roasted geese.

Xiao Yuji raised her eyebrows slightly, smiled faintly, and said: "Look, here they come."

"I'm convinced by your two noses." Chen Wuji laughed.

It looks like those two had agreed to come together, except Xiao Yuji went ahead.

In the blink of an eye, a big deal was gone.

Old Han will probably be jumping his feet soon.

Just as Chen Wuji had that thought, Han Chunshen had already started jumping his feet.

He glanced at the situation in the courtyard, his eyes instantly widened round, "Wuji brother, did you sell it?"

Chen Wuji nodded, "Sold."

"All sold?!!" Han Chunshen glared, panting like an ox.

"All sold!"

"Ah!" Han Chunshen beat his chest and stamped his feet, looked up to the sky and let out a dry howl, saying with anguish, "Such fine fur, how could you sell it all? When you have good stuff in hand, you ought to wait, you ought to take a look—only the highest bidder gets it, that's reasonable."

"You two are old acquaintances of mine; no need for this act." Chen Wuji said.

Han Chunshen seemed to have a heart attack, clutching his chest; after a moment he asked again, "How much did you sell it for?"

"One hundred fifty." There was nothing to hide about it, Chen Wuji just said it directly.

Han Chunshen glanced at the pile of furs, spread his fingers wide and pushed forward, saying, "I'll offer 180 taels, let me have these things; don't deal with Shopkeeper Xiao, little girl, that's not fair."

Xiao Yuji's eyebrows shot up instantly, "Shopkeeper Han, are you just blatantly stealing love with a knife? That seems rather unfair."

"For the sake of business, I could even discard this old face, let alone talk about decency—what is this thing? Can it be eaten?" Han Chunshen said, raising his head.