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"How true it is that the best secret is to be open! Haha, tonight, Brother has learned a lot." The two chatted until midnight, and only then did Erniu leave with great excitement. He seemed to see the future of the village clearly; with Mo Wen's planning, many problems were easily resolved. So far, the only issue troubling the clan's development was poverty. Of course, this was a world where the weak were preyed upon by the strong; wealth without strength would surely lead to destruction. Understanding this principle deeply, Erniu thought it essential to cultivate the younger generation. With ample resources, some of them would surely become capable individuals, and even those who did not could learn skills that would benefit the village.
After seeing Erniu off, Mo Wen returned to the Pavilion and took out the purple jade pendant he had been holding. Meanwhile, in a forest thousands of miles away, a large tree was being watched by Zi Lan, who was grinning foolishly at a dagger in hand. At that moment, Mo Wen had no idea that years later, on every full moon night, besides his beloved Lan'er, there would be a middle-aged man living in Kao Shu Village who would also miss him.
Since he could not leave for now, he decided to settle down comfortably. In the days to come, he would teach the sisters-in-law skills during the day at the school or discuss tool-making with the brothers in the village. At night, he would accompany Erniu for tea. Knowing well why Erniu came for tea, he held nothing back; he shared his views on any questions Erniu raised. Kao Shu Village was his first stop in the human world, and everything here made him feel very comfortable. It also led him to doubt Old Lu's saying that "everyone is cunning." This doubt brought him considerable trouble and made his experience in Kao Shu Village all the more precious.
"…Esteemed Elders, that is about it; please decide," Erniu reported on the village's development "plan" to the Elders in the ancestral hall.
"What do you all think?"
"I think it's feasible; we can implement it this way." …
"Then let's proceed with it. Erniu, since the Village Chief is not in the village, you can take charge of this matter." Soon several Elders reached a consensus.
Time flew by quickly; a month passed in an instant. Since the school opened, Mo Wen had taught hundreds of dishes along with some methods for making seasonings and handling ingredients. Originally, he only knew a few dozen recipes, but as his "instincts" continued to be awakened, he managed to create so many dishes. Now he felt that his "instincts" had been fully tapped out. However, the sisters-in-law did not share this view; they had their eyes opened during this time. Everything from flying creatures in the sky to swimming ones in water and running animals on land had been used as ingredients by this little uncle of theirs. He often said, "Everything is edible." They once suspected that this little uncle might be some renowned cook until they later learned that Mo Wen was studying medicine, which dispelled their doubts.
They never imagined there were so many intricacies involved in cooking. The methods taught by this little uncle were not fixed; they had room for creativity. Because of this need for creativity and their desire to enjoy good food in the future, the village men began leaving more frequently.
For those children, their once "good uncle" had now become a "bad uncle." The things tormenting them were precisely what this "bad uncle" had assigned them to do. A group of children—both boys and girls—were being driven to tears by their tasks. Mo Wen also organized some texts and materials he thought could be left for Kao Shu Village before preparing to hand them over to Erniu before he left. Additionally, he needed to meet with the Village Chief before departing.
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