Chapter 37: Re-arrival

Afterwards, Cheng Feng held Xiaohua's body and chatted about daily life.

They chatted about Xiaohua's previous home.

They chatted about what else Xiaohua might need now, and things of that sort.

Xiaohua is a rather contented girl.

Oh, now she is already a woman.

Leaning on Cheng Feng's shoulder, she wrapped her arms around Cheng Feng's waist.

Like a koala, she hung sideways on Cheng Feng's body.

Cheng Feng also very much enjoyed Xiaohua's reliance on him.

Men, after all, what is wrong with having a bit of vanity?

Looking at the delicate Xiaohua's somewhat pale face,

Cheng Feng also secretly blamed himself for not controlling his strength well.

He had gotten carried away.

Who could have imagined that Xiaohua could bring Cheng Feng such a different sensation?

Cheng Feng even suspected that Xiaohua had some kind of special constitution.

Cheng Feng persisted in his efforts.

And then, it was a different kind of enjoyment.

Looking at the Xiaohua before him, Cheng Feng still felt a bit embarrassed.

But this was truly exceptionally wonderful.

He would definitely take special care of Xiaohua well in the future.

Having just experienced human affairs, Xiaohua fell into a deep sleep under Cheng Feng's soothing.

The remaining matters could just be left for Cuier to handle.

At dinner time, Xiaohua still felt a bit embarrassed when she met the two older sisters.

Cai'er and Cuier also teased Xiaohua one after another.

It made Xiaohua blush a deep red.

Cheng Feng also gave himself some time to rest.

Young people need to take care of their bodies, after all.

There was absolutely no need for him to practice the Blade Posture.

Because it required a blade.

Cheng Feng had already asked about the price of forging a blade.

An Ordinary iron blade is five taels, a Refined Iron blade is fifteen taels, and a hundred-forged blade is twenty-five taels, no bargaining.

After hearing the prices, Cheng Feng intended to turn around and leave.

But he remembered he still had a rusted blade he had fished out of the river.

It was just that he didn't really like it because its style was too rough.

He asked the shopkeeper if it was possible to re-forge an old blade he had at home.

The shopkeeper naturally had no objections; the materials were to be provided by the customer, the labor fee could not be waived, it would be five taels of silver, and it could be picked up in half a month.

After asking, Cheng Feng went to two more blacksmith shops to inquire.

It was basically the market price.

He knew he hadn't been cheated.

He prepared to pick a time to bring the rusted blade for these blacksmiths to take a look at.

If the material was still decent, then he would have it melted down.

If it was just average, then he would just buy a new one.

Sigh, it is truly expensive.

At the same time, Cheng Feng also tried drinking medicinal soup to see if he could increase his Fortune Points.

The result was that it did not work.

Drinking the medicinal soup while combining it with the practice of the stance training, the skill progress would indeed increase.

Cheng Feng did a small test; the time was three days, he drank two taels worth of medicinal soup, and the Blade Posture increased by one point.

According to the patterns he had grasped in the past, the early stage increased because of a lack of proficiency.

In the later stage, if one relied entirely on resources, the growth would still be slow.

It might even stop increasing altogether.

This is the bottleneck of aptitude.

Cheng Feng understood.

Relying on himself, he estimated he would never get ahead in his entire life.

Skin Refining might just be his final destination.

He needed silver, but had no silver.

He needed connections, but had no connections.

He needed aptitude, but had no aptitude.

If Cheng Feng were a master, he wouldn't think much of a self like this either.

Too ordinary.

Without a single outstanding feature.

Cheng Feng dared to engage in self-criticism.

He is also good at summarizing his own shortcomings.

Because only in this way can one live more clearly.

Knowing one's own position.

Only then can one go further.

The end of the month is the Lunar New Year.

Cheng Feng's tuition of two taels per month is still being paid, and the one tael per month for literacy is also still being paid.

Cheng Feng cannot speed up his literacy either.

It is truly because the books are not by his side.

Going to buy them is too expensive.

Going to copy them, his own handwriting is too ugly.

Paper is not cheap either.

The fifty taels at the bottom of the box cannot be touched, Cai'er has two taels left for household expenses, ten taels are reserved for childbirth, and after deducting miscellaneous expenses for himself, which is one tael, there is a little over 8 taels left from the three taels of monthly tuition.

This is just money going out without coming in.

Cheng Feng is well aware of this.

But facing this situation, he has no good solution for the time being.

As for what Lin Wan'er said about there definitely being a reward later, there is not even a shadow of it now.

Sure enough, it was right for him to demand silver at the time.

Others just give a verbal IOU.

They turn around and disappear into the crowd.

Where would you go to find them?

If you take the initiative to go to their doorstep, without even an IOU, who knows if what you said is true or false?

Cheng Feng has suffered losses, and he understands, but he does not approve.

But what can be done about it?

Fortunately, Cheng Feng does not expect it either.

Without expectations, there is still no disappointment.

Cheng Feng turned his attention back to Archery.

His plan before practicing martial arts was to slack off, learn Archery, and hunt to earn money.

Later, he encountered that big fish, which improved his swimming ability.

He touched the big snake's territory, only then did he get these one hundred and fifty taels of silver.

And only then did Cheng Feng have everything he has now.

At that time, Cheng Feng had not yet realized the issue of aptitude.

Fortunately, Heaven gave him a way to survive.

Silver.

The omnipotent silver.

He bought the three women, Cai'er, Cuier, and Xiaohua, one after another.

Up to now, he is living off his savings.

Half a year is not a lot, but it is not a little either.

At the very least, Cheng Feng's experiences are even more exciting than his previous life.

He made a year-end summary, looking at his small treasury with a little over eight taels left.

Cheng Feng knows that he should go to the Tooth Agency to take another look.

Even if it is just to scout for information, it is good.

Currently, the progress of Blade Posture is at 34/100 for Entry level.

Calculated at twice a day, it will take another 33 days to reach Proficient in Blade Posture.

Cheng Feng has a premonition that in the coming month, Cuier and Xiaohua might become pregnant.

Once a day for each person, this frequency is already quite high.

Every time, Cheng Feng hits the target.

He has also conducted experiments where he intentionally missed.

The Panmian had no reaction at all.

Cheng Feng can only act as a diligent and conscientious old ox.

Every day, he works hard at his own home.

Pregnancy is inevitable.

Whether he can persist until his promotion in Blade Posture.

Cheng Feng has no certainty at all.

Not to mention that after the child is born, they still need to be taken care of.

Cheng Feng's plan is to hire an old woman or buy another woman to take care of things.

So that he and Cai'er and the others can have intimate relations again.

As for letting Cai'er and the others take medicine afterwards, Cheng Feng has also thought about it, but has not yet implemented it.

Taking too much medicine will ruin his women's bodies.

Moreover, the two words "Many Children" in his talent.

Cannot help but make Cheng Feng think more.

So let's wait until the child in Cai'er's belly is born before talking about it!

At the old Tooth Agency, the clerk receiving guests had changed again.

It was no longer the two I knew before.

Cheng Feng was familiar with the process: "Are there any new arrivals?"

Hearing Cheng Feng's straight-to-the-point question, the clerk knew he was a regular customer.

He made a gesture of invitation and said, "You've come at a very opportune time, guest; a new batch of goods just arrived at the shop."

Entering the Rear Courtyard, Cheng Feng followed his old routine: first check the face, figure, and teeth, then look at the price.

After looking through several rooms, there were not many that caught Cheng Feng's eye.

He looked at a few more rooms and found two that were pleasing to the eye, but when he asked the price,

Heh, fifteen taels, no bargaining.

You get what you pay for, and they did indeed fit Cheng Feng's aesthetic.

It was just a pity that his purse was a bit shy.

Cheng Feng shook his head, let's look some more.

Cuier was sixteen taels back then, and Xiaohua counted as a bonus for one tael, though she still needed to be raised.

Those two were even a bit worse in appearance than Cuier.

Not worth it.

In a flash, he even saw that mother and daughter from last time.

He didn't ask the price last time, feeling that bringing a daughter along was truly troublesome.

Since he wasn't buying anyway, he might as well ask the price.

The clerk was not impatient and introduced them in a low voice: "This mother and daughter are leftovers from the previous batch. At the time, the Shopkeeper thought those gentlemen with unique preferences might take a liking to them, but in the end, no one came, and the young masters of the great families didn't care for them either, so they were left behind. Now they are discounted to ten taels. Guest, ten taels to buy two, one big and one small; if you like them, you can make your move."

Cheng Feng shook his head with some regret; there was no room at home now, and if he bought them, he would have to rent a house.

It would be a waste of money and a waste of time.