I sell demon meat in the city

Chapter 34 The Price of the Sheep Demon

Under Meng Jiu's insistence, Meng Shulei had no choice but to slink home to get the money to build the sheepfold.

Twenty thousand yuan is enough to build a sheep pen.

It's roughly the same amount that Meng Shulei's sons and grandsons have given to their grandparents/great-grandparents over the years, so he himself didn't actually contribute a single penny.

The widow was furious when she heard about the 20,000, but because Meng Shubing was behind her, she didn't dare to utter a single word.

They only started arguing with Meng Shulei after everyone had taken the money.

Hearing the commotion inside, Meng Shubing, who had just left the courtyard, scoffed contemptuously. After a moment's thought, he turned back to the entrance of the Meng Shulei family courtyard and roared into the main room, "Dare to insult my uncle? I'll throw you out of Yunmeng Village tomorrow! You try me! You look like a demon, and you think you're some kind of celestial being? Only an idiot would marry such trash!"

He didn't actually hear the cursing at his uncle; he just guessed.

And then I'll take this opportunity to curse those two bastards.

To be honest, if Meng Shulei weren't already in his late fifties or early sixties and couldn't take a beating, he would have definitely given him a good beating tonight.

What a jerk! He even tries to take money meant for his own son and grandson to show respect to their elders. Shameless!

When they returned to the Meng family's house, almost everyone else had left, leaving only Meng Jiu's family, Meng Zichen, and Meng Ziyang in the courtyard.

Originally, Meng Ziyang's father wanted to take him away as well, but he refused and insisted on sleeping with Ninth Grandfather that night.

This happened before when he and Mengqi stayed up too late, so his dad left first.

"Uncle, it's twenty thousand, not a penny less. I counted it in front of the second son. Don't you think this idiot is stupid? What era are we living in? He still keeps so much cash at home. Doesn't he worry about it getting eaten by rats?"

Meng Jiu didn't want to mention Meng Shulei, so she took the money and gestured towards the kitchen with her chin, "Go take a look."

"Look? Look at what?"

Meng Shubing was confused, but Meng Zichen was already calling him from inside, "Grandpa, come quickly."

At this moment, Meng Qi was using her butcher knife to dig out the sheep demon's head, or more precisely, to dig out the dark, round horn that was only peeking out from between its eyebrows.

Lin Qingquan directed from the side, "Move to the side a bit, your knife is very sharp, don't scratch yourself."

He was the one who was supposed to dig it, but that brat said he was clumsy and only had one hand, making it look like he wasn't putting in enough effort.

So she insisted on having a knife to dig it up.

He knew she just wanted to have fun.

"Dad wants to try using it to set up a formation, so don't break it."

"Can you please stop nagging? I already said I can dig it well, your nagging is distracting me."

Lin Qingquan:
He looked up innocently at Meng Shulan standing beside him, his eyes filled with accusation: I dare not interfere, why don't you interfere?
Meng Shulan completely ignored him. You haven't taken care of the child for a single day, what kind of attitude do you expect her to have towards you?

Lin Qingquan wiped his face weakly.

Fortunately, they managed to dig him out whole in the end, without damaging him.

"Three demons came to the village today, which has never happened before. What do you think is the reason for this? Is there something in our village that is attracting them?"

When Meng Shubing and Meng Jiu entered the kitchen, Meng Shulan and Lin Qingquan were discussing this issue.

"I was just thinking about it too. The most likely explanation is that powerful fox demon that died this afternoon. You couldn't see it, but after it died, a very rich aura of heaven and earth dissipated into the air. Unlike the impure gases in our world, the energy emanating from their bodies is purer and more attractive to cultivators. Demons are also cultivators from another perspective, so I suspect that this sheep demon was attracted by those gases. Is it possible that it's at the old man's house because there are other demons of its kind here?"

If ordinary sheep can be considered as belonging to the same category.

In reality, the sheep demon considered itself to be a superior species even among demons. If it had heard Lin Qingquan's words, it would have jumped up and headbutted him to death if it wasn't already dead.

How dare you compare those with noble bloodlines to ordinary beasts? Who are you insulting?

Hearing Lin Qingquan's speculation, Meng Shulan became even more worried. "According to you, if there are other demons nearby, will they also run this way?" There really is such a possibility.

Meng Qi, standing nearby, rolled her eyes, wondering if other demons would come.
She pretended to take out a demon-revealing mirror from her lower back, and was about to explain to her parents when she saw Meng Shubing's eyes widen as he pointed at the sheep demon on the ground and asked, "What... what demon is this?"

How could they kill him so quietly?

They didn't even wait for him to make a move.

Who killed it?

Mengqi raised her chin proudly and said, "My mom!"

"puff!"

Meng Shubing couldn't help but laugh out loud. He raised his big hand and placed it on Meng Qi's head, ruffling her messy short hair. "Don't try to brag like an adult, little kid."

Meng Shulan glanced at him, too lazy to explain further.

"Uncle, you know you'll easily suffer losses if you keep doing this?"

"Oh, so your uncle is at a disadvantage? You probably won't live to see that day."

Meng Shubing grinned as he spoke, "Isn't it just that you want your uncle to believe that your mother killed this sheep? Fine, your mother killed it, is that enough for your uncle to believe it?"

The tone was perfunctory, clearly indicating disbelief.

But everyone was very interested in the topic that followed.

Meng Zichen asked Meng Jiu, "Grandpa, should we sell this sheep or eat it ourselves?"

Now that the benefits of demon flesh to the human body are clear, Meng Jiu naturally wants to prioritize the health of her own family.

But the thought of starting construction on the basement tomorrow made me hesitate.

He asked Meng Zichen, "How much can the meat of a sheep demon sell for per pound?"

Before Meng Zichen could answer, Lin Qingquan interjected, "You sold that snake too cheaply last time. This is a demon, not ordinary wild game."

Meng Zichen was taken aback when he heard this. Although he and Lin Qingquan did not get along, he knew that what Lin Qingquan said was true.

Demon meat? It's nearly impossible to kill a demon, let alone eat it for any benefit to humans.

Even the best tonic pills can't compare to this.

Because he drank fox soup at Meng Jiu's house that night, he could clearly feel the changes in his body. Not only did he feel comfortable all over, but his eyesight and hearing also improved significantly, and even his strength became much greater than usual.

He works at his great-grandfather's house at night. In the past, he would have gone home long ago and collapsed on the bed, unable to move.

But now he's acting like nothing's wrong, without feeling tired at all.

So how could this kind of meat possibly sell for several hundred yuan per kilogram?

"Then how much do you think we should set?"

Meng Zichen asked Lin Qingquan, not to make things difficult for him, but because he was genuinely unsure.

Lin Qingquan pondered for a moment and said, "This sheep is not as good as the fox demon, but it is better than the snake demon from last time. Here, you can sell it for ten thousand."

"A pound?"

Lin Qingquan nodded.

The people surrounding them widened their eyes instantly. Ten thousand yuan per catty?
Isn't this price outrageous? What idiot would buy it?
Good afternoon!

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