The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 227 They're all young masters, but their fates are different!

This is the end.

Many orphans in the refugee camp also started thinking about selling themselves.

They had been on the run for about a year, and naturally had witnessed the wickedness of human nature.

After all, owners like Ganweixian are indeed rare.

Finding a reliable employer was a real challenge for most of the young men.

This day.

Gan Minglan had just finished her work at the ranch and was taking Yuanyuan and Fatty back to the city.

Then I saw that my yard was full of radish heads.

Among the crowd were several boys in Ganweixian uniforms and their fathers.

Upon seeing the mother and her two children return, Gan Hongzhen stepped forward and took her beloved granddaughter, looking at her rosy, round face with immense affection.

Gan Minglan pointed to the group of little radishes who huddled together like quails after seeing her: "What's this?"

"Come, come, these are the people your father found to help you at home! Half of these people have no parents, and some only have elderly people and younger siblings left at home. They are willing to sign a life-or-death contract."

"Dad? My family doesn't run a business, why would we need someone to wait on us?"

“Didn’t you plan to build a ranch? Don’t you need manpower to herd cattle and sheep? These boys are perfect for this kind of work! There are also a dozen or so girls here who can help you take care of your children and look after your mother at home.”

Gan Minglan wanted to roll her eyes.

The ranch area had barely been marked out when her own father couldn't wait to send people over.

Her ranch and the jobs associated with it are mostly shady dealings.

She plans to raise her daughter Yuanyuan herself.

The little one is incredibly well-behaved, spending every day with her, his own mother.

Even if you put her in the Sacred Tree Space, she won't cry or make a fuss if she's alone.

Besides, her mother-in-law, Madam Luo, was not yet forty years old, not at an age where she needed a young maid to serve her.

Needless to say, Fatty is another one.

Boys should be raised freely.

Why should someone so young be a young master?
If her family raises one, he'll end up like those good-for-nothing playboys in the desert.

She had nowhere to cry.

The moment the look of refusal appeared on her face, four little girls, about eight or nine years old, ran out from the crowd and knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly as soon as they reached her.

"Please, madam, buy me! I only need five taels of silver to sell myself! I can do any kind of work! I'm used to doing laundry, cooking, and taking care of my younger siblings."

"Madam, I eat very little! Half a flatbread a day is enough for me."

"Madam, everyone says you're very powerful, having killed many barbarians and Tatars. I want to be as capable as you when I grow up."

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The situation is a bit tricky.

Gan Minglan hasn't figured out what to do yet.

The fat guy, after listening to the whole thing, was unhappy.

How much money would it cost to buy so many handsome young men and beautiful young women?

And after buying them, we'll have to feed them meat every day, or they'll go broke!

His close friends' families can only afford to eat vegetable pancakes, and they say they can't even buy rice or flour with money anymore.

Those who have gone hungry on their journey into exile understand the value of food.

He immediately shouted, "Mom, Mom! I can take care of my little sister too, and I can shovel poop and herd cattle! When I get stronger, I'll be able to learn all your skills!"

So, you must never teach our family's excellent skills in slaughtering pigs, sheep, and barbarians to anyone else.

Fatty doesn't want to be a young master or anything like that.

He's someone who does everything himself!
With the most powerful mother in the world, Fatty is destined to be a young master even without the illness of a young master.

And in the desert on the west side of Junma Mountain.

A group of disheveled, good-for-nothing young men are crawling in the sand.

They are all hungry.

He was so hungry that he was too weak to stand up and walk, and his injuries were getting worse.

Then a very clever person suggested crawling slowly westward in the sand.

This climb also opened up new horizons.

The good-for-nothing young masters soon spotted several hidden burrows dug by unidentified animals.

They had let countless prey escape over the past ten days. This time, they rallied their spirits once again.

Half an hour later, the operation ended.

Six wild rabbits, one large and five small, were captured.

He was also subjected to the extreme punishment of being skinned alive.

The young masters all had bright red lips, and their eyes were shooting green arrows at the hare.

Which normal person wouldn't turn green inside out after eating wild vegetables, grass roots, and tree bark for ten days or so?

They couldn't bear to waste even the rabbit's blood!

Each person shared a bite, which was just enough to moisturize their lips, which had been so dry they had peeled countless times.

Now, a group of people are eagerly waiting to eat meat!

For the past ten days or so, the meat I've been craving has been right in front of me all the time.

Even the young master Zhao Rui could no longer maintain his composure and quickly asked everyone, "Who among you knows how to make this?"

The losers looked at each other.

They're all young masters!

Who went into the kitchen?

They all found a plausible excuse for not knowing:
"What should we do if there's no water and no fire?"

"We don't have any cookware or salt!"

Just, very speechless.

Theoretically, we know that if you put meat in a pot and add water, it will definitely be cooked.

The problem is, the conditions don't exist right now.

The baby-faced young master Wang, who had always been humble and submissive, actively spoke up:

"You can also roast them. Brother Ang took Ang hunting before, and the wild rabbits they caught were skinned and roasted over a fire like this!"

With a fire, we can have cooked meat!

The good-for-nothing young masters have finally found their current direction for struggle.

It's a pity I wasted an entire afternoon trying to figure it out.

I've tried everything—rubbing against stones, starting fires by rubbing sticks together.

They can make something out of the smallest spark.

The rabbit meat was so fresh that the outer layer was almost dried out.

Finally, someone couldn't take it anymore and gave up: "Why don't we just eat raw meat? No matter how bad raw meat tastes, it can't be worse than pee, right?"

A rare moment of quiet in the air.

Everyone recalled a passage from the "Li Yun" chapter of the Book of Rites:

In ancient times, the former kings had no palaces; in winter they would retreat to caves, and in summer they would live in nests. There was no fire; they ate the fruits of grasses and trees, the flesh of birds and beasts, drank their blood, and ate their fur.
Eat raw meat and drink blood!

So, they're savages now?!
To live like a savage, or to starve to death?

Zhao Rui closed his eyes, steeled his resolve, and took the lead in taking a big bite of the tender pink rabbit meat.

After drinking his own urine once, eating raw meat didn't seem so difficult anymore.

The young master quickly calmed himself down.

Next, the losers quickly started arguing about who had taken more bites than whom.

In this vast desert.

Nobody is anyone's son.

There were no attendants or entourage.

There was no pampering or care from elders.

Aside from causing this trouble, the baby-faced man who always spoke humbly to everyone else...

Human nature is the same as character.

There are plenty of wild vegetables and grass roots, so it's not worth fighting over.

However, this is not the case with a limited number of prey.

The instinct for survival made everyone forget the order in which they used to hang out.

They'd use any trick in order to get an extra bite of meat.

King Atu, who witnessed all of this, thought: "Tsk tsk tsk, these good-for-nothings are so pathetic even when they fight! Thumbs down!"

(End of this chapter)