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Chapter 8

~6 min read 1,007 words

"Great!"

"With the seeds rewarded by the Farming System and the acceleration potion, my farming career can finally take off."

"My life is getting better and better, the beasts will definitely get jealous!"

Wan Ping'an, while happy, thought of the beasts in the courtyard.

Yan Fugui was much better to him than before.

But he knew clearly that Yan Fugui wasn't really good to him.

Yan Fugui was an abacus expert, never getting up early without profit; being good to him and improving the relationship was just paving the way for taking advantage in the future.

The Jia family had also been watching him; he had cleaned up the Jia family last time, hit them all, and the Jia family had been looking for opportunities to retaliate against him.

"Beasts, you can't do anything to me now."

"In the future, when I take off, you can only look up at my shoe soles; if I'm unhappy, I'll step on you to death!"

Wan Ping'an packed up his things.

Carried the steel fork and headed home!

"Today is a good day, must celebrate, eat something good."

"Make another beer duck!"

Wan Ping'an turned a corner and headed straight for the small tavern.

"Huirong, Wan Ping'an is here again, why don't you dress up and receive the guest?"

Chen Xueru saw Wan Ping'an coming from afar.

"I think you're the one who wants to receive the guest?"

"Do you want me to prepare a room with a big bed for you two?"

Xu Huirong rolled her eyes at Chen Xueru.

Wan Ping'an bought the wine, opened the small tavern, and Chen Xueru and the two women kept staring at his back, frowning, lost in thought.

"Huirong, is Wan Ping'an really different from other men?"

Chen Xueru sighed slightly.

"Xueru, did you fall for him?"

A flash of vigilance appeared in Xu Huirong's eyes.

She and Chen Xueru were good sisters, but also competitors, competing everywhere, always wanting to suppress the other.

Wan Ping'an carried the wine and the steel fork back to the Sihe Academy.

He lived in the back courtyard; when going home, he had to pass through the front courtyard and the middle courtyard, passing by the Jia family's door.

Jia Dongxu saw Wan Ping'an and came out gritting his teeth.

Walking with a limp.

Last time he followed Wan Ping'an, both soles of his feet were worn into blood blisters.

Jia Zhang managed the money and was reluctant to spend it, telling him that blood blisters were no big deal and would be fine in two or three days.

Didn't go to the hospital, and as a result, it got infected!

The soles of his feet were swollen, and it hurt when he walked.

"The one surnamed Wan, did you deliberately pit me?"

Jia Dongxu gritted his teeth.

"Limping?"

"This is bad; you haven't married a wife yet; what good girl would marry a cripple?"

Wan Ping'an mocked.

"You're talking nonsense, I'm not limping; my feet are just swollen; I went to the hospital this afternoon to see, and the doctor said that with medicine, it will be fine soon."

Jia Dongxu was anxious.

He dreamed of marrying a beautiful wife and absolutely couldn't let the reputation of being a cripple spread.

Wan Ping'an went home.

Jia Dongxu followed to Wan Ping'an's door.

Wan Ping'an opened the door and went home, then came out again.

"You, you, what are you doing?"

"I tell you, killing pays for life; if you kill me, you won't live either."

Jia Dongxu saw Wan Ping'an come out, holding a kitchen knife in his hand.

The freshly sharpened kitchen knife had a cold light on the blade.

He was scared on the spot.

"You're dead, what does it matter to you whether I live or die?"

Wan Ping'an shook the kitchen knife.

The blade reflected the sunlight, making Jia Dongxu shiver.

Wan Ping'an was right; he was killed, and whether the person who killed him lived or died, he couldn't see it at all, and it meant nothing to him.

"Wan Ping'an, uh, Ping'an, you are still young, have a good future, must not think too much."

Jia Dongxu squeezed out a smile.

Tried to make his tone peaceful.

Slowly retreated.

"Hahaha, Jia Dongxu, are you that timid?"

Wan Ping'an took the wild duck from the side.

Pfft!

One knife down.

Red light flashed!

"You, you, you took the knife just to kill the wild duck?"

Jia Dongxu reacted, his face turning red; Wan Ping'an didn't want to kill him at all; it was his own brain supplementing that Wan Ping'an wanted to kill someone.

"Are you stupid?"

"In broad daylight, I kill you, and I won't live either; am I that stupid?"

"Even if I want to kill you, I have to wait until the dead of night, quietly break into your house, and when you are asleep, wipe the knife across your neck."

Wan Ping'an's tone was gloomy.

"You, you, I have something to do, I won't talk to you anymore."

Jia Dongxu shivered; would he dare to sleep at night in the future?

Hahaha!

Wan Ping'an laughed very happily.

Many people saw it, and they were all very puzzled; why did Jia Dongxu's face turn white?

Why did he run away?

Killed the duck, plucked the hair, cut it, and put it in the pot to make beer duck.

Soon.

The rich beer duck fragrance gradually enveloped the Sihe Academy.

"The beasts must be starving, right?"

"Just poisoning them, just letting them smell it, but not eat it."

"The predecessor lived too aggrieved, always being squeezed out and isolated by them; I replaced the predecessor, this grudge, of course, I have to help the predecessor report it."

When Wan Ping'an was cooking, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Starve the beasts to death!

They are not worth pitying!

Soon.

Beer duck out of the pot.

Also stir-fried a plate of duck eggs.

And a plate of vinegar-drizzled cabbage.

"Meat and vegetables combined, rich in nutrition!"

"Start eating!"

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