Yu Xiuxiu did not beat around the bush but explained directly to Zhang Xiaoshan.
"These were fed with the seedlings of fruits and vegetables you planted the day before yesterday. I threw so radish tops and spoiled fruit into the chicken coop, and in just two days, they underwent such a huge transformation."
"Little Shan, what exactly did you use to grow those fruits and vegetables? It’s miraculous, isn’t it?"
Instead, Yu Xiuxiu asked Zhang Xiaoshan.
"Oh, so that’s how it is."
Having heard Yu Xiuxiu’s explanation, Zhang Xiaoshan understood.
The roots and leaves of those fruits and vegetables had absorbed the Spiritual Liquid. The chickens, having eaten the roots and spoiled fruits, were essentially consuming the Spiritual Liquid as well.
That Spiritual Liquid was a condensation of the earth’s Spiritual Energy; it was phenonal for ordinary people to obtain even a single drop. It was normal for the chickens to undergo transformation.
"This is indeed a new way to strike it rich."
Zhang Xiaoshan was sowhat surprised.
"Little Shan, I am asking you, how did you manage to do this?"
Yu Xiuxiu persistently inquired with curiosity.
Zhang Xiaoshan had already thought of an excuse.
"I used rare old dicines from the mountains to make a high-grade nutrient solution that can function as a nourishing stimulant."
"Ah, that, that won’t have any side effects, will it?" Yu Xiuxiu asked, sowhat worried.
Zhang Xiaoshan explained.
"No, there won’t be any. I conducted several experints to make sure there were no issues before using it."
"That’s good, Little Shan, you are really capable."
Yu Xiuxiu gave Zhang Xiaoshan a thumbs up.
Her charming deanor stirred sothing in Zhang Xiaoshan.
It seed she felt the heat in Zhang Xiaoshan’s gaze.
Yu Xiuxiu’s cheeks flushed with embarrassnt.
"We agreed, no during the day, only at night."
With her cheeks still red, she walked into the courtyard. Seeing his chance, Zhang Xiaoshan followed her in.
...
The next day, Zhang Xiaoshan arrived at the Wu Family’s ancestral hall.
Today was the day of Wu Daming’s funeral.
People from all over the village had co.
As the new village head, Zhang Xiaoshan naturally had to be there.
The villagers were warmly greeting him.
But one person, upon seeing Zhang Xiaoshan, noticeably recoiled in fear and quietly left.
"Hmph."
Zhang Xiaoshan smiled.
He found an excuse and left the Wu Family’s ancestral hall.
Wu Xiaoru returned to her own ho and took off her white mourning clothes.
"That bastard Zhang Xiaoshan, I must stay far away from him."
Wu Xiaoru felt fear when she rembered how Zhang Xiaoshan dazzled her.
"Hehe, am I that frightening?"
Zhang Xiaoshan pushed open the door and walked in.
"Ah?"
"You, why are you here?"
Wu Xiaoru was startled, her eyes filled with fear.
Zhang Xiaoshan said playfully.
"Why, are you so afraid of ? What, am I going to eat you up?"
"No, no, it’s not that. I just rembered I lost sothing in the ancestral hall, I need to go back and look for it."
Wu Xiaoru hurriedly tried to leave.
But at the door, Zhang Xiaoshan grabbed her hair in one swoop.
"Ah!"
Wu Xiaoru cried out in pain, but Zhang Xiaoshan did not ease his grip at all.
He pulled Wu Xiaoru onto the kang.
He removed her clothes and mounted on top of her head.
"No, please don’t."
Wu Xiaoru felt deeply humiliated
But this was all brought upon herself.
Zhang Xiaoshan was no longer the Zhang Xiaoshan of the past.
He looked down at Wu Xiaoru, his eyes full of mockery.
"What, don’t you just love serving n?"
"Just listen to quietly, or else call out, get all the Wu family, young and old, and let everyone see just how low you really are."
Wu Xiaoru imdiately lost her spirit and, wiping the tears from her eyes, she moved closer obediently.
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