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Erniu began to call out names, asking certain individuals to stay behind, while those who were not mentioned were reluctant to leave, especially the women. It seemed that Erniu could see through their thoughts, as he pointed out a few more people before sending everyone else away. The ones who were chosen were excited to start working, while those who were not left the square with reluctance.
Inside the Village Shrine, a group of elders sat in the hall, each wearing a smile.
"Haha! This time we truly encountered a Noble Person!" the Village Chief couldn't help but laugh heartily.
"But it has been a long time since we've seen Second Uncle this happy."
"What do you all think of this young man?" the Village Chief asked, his laughter subsiding.
"I believe if we can keep this young man in our village, our clan will surely have a day of revival," one Elder said.
"That's not appropriate; this young man is not an ordinary person. We cannot delay his future for our own selfish interests," another Elder countered.
The group of Elders debated for quite some time without reaching a conclusion.
"Then let it be; we will leave it to the younger generation to handle. I’m sure they will manage well, and we can just wait and see the outcome."
Meanwhile, a group of wives gathered at Erniu's home, and Sister Xiu was among them as Erniu's wife.
"Sister Xiu, have you thought of any ideas? How about we introduce him to a wife so he can stay in the village as a son-in-law?"
"What kind of ridiculous idea is that? I heard my husband Erniu say that he single-handedly dealt with that Demon Beast that chased him all over the mountains. Tell me, which girl would be worthy of him?"
"Oh! What a pity! If I were twenty years younger, I would have run off with him."
"Enough! If your husband Er Zhuzi hears you say that, he might just skin you alive."
"Sister Xiu, if this won't work and that won't work, then what do you suggest? If those men learn his skills from him, what will we do? We can't go hunting in the mountains too."
"Alright then, I’m going all out. Let's go ask him to teach us his skills and become his apprentices."
"What if he refuses to teach us?"
"Then we’ll block him every day. Anyone willing to join me can come along."
After a busy day, Mo Wen was on his way back to his small courtyard. Throughout the day, he had not only taught them how to make dried meat but also shared some methods for collecting and processing spices. Fortunately, these villagers were eager learners and picked things up quickly. Originally, Erniu had offered to escort him back, but Mo Wen chose to stay at the square to keep watch since there was still meat that needed processing. Besides, it was just a short walk; there was no need for an escort.
"Young brother, please wait!" Just as Mo Wen was about to open the courtyard door, he heard a woman's voice behind him. Turning around, he saw Erniu's wife standing there with a group of women.
"Oh! It's Sister-in-law! What brings you here?"
"We have come specifically to apologize to you, young brother. We were quite rude before, and we hope you can forgive us," said sister Xiu, truly putting herself out there as she bowed deeply to Mo Wen.
"What is this, sister? I cannot bear such a burden. Besides, this matter arose because of me, and now that the issue has been resolved, there is no need for the sisters to worry," Mo Wen replied.
"You are indeed a magnanimous person, young brother. Today, we have another request," sister Xiu continued.
"Please speak, sister. I will do my best to help with anything within my capabilities."
"We would like you to pass on your cooking skills to us." Upon hearing sister Xiu's request, Mo Wen furrowed his brow. "Is it that you do not wish to?"
"That's not the case. It's just that there isn't a suitable place in this village for me to teach the sisters this skill."
"Since you have agreed, that is good enough for us. We shall take our leave now." With that, a group of women turned around joyfully and left. Mo Wen shook his head and walked into the courtyard. It seemed that in the span of one meal, he had become the friend of all the women in the village.
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