The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 245 My Appearance!
All the ladies eagerly awaited the arrival of the legendary heroine.

Even with the fragrant, crispy rabbit on the table, I ate it absentmindedly.

The ladies who had previously insisted on drinking now refused to drink.

Several spoiled sons' mothers whispered among themselves.

The wives of military officers, represented by Madam Tian Jiu, looked at each other, their eyes filled with doubt, and they were inexplicably worried about Captain Gan.

At this time, Gan Minglan was busy with her children in the valley pasture of Junma Mountain.

After being locked up in the sacred wood space for several days, the stubborn male camel finally recognized its master.

Once outside the space, they started fighting with another male camel.

They fought tooth and nail for the female camel, their heads bleeding profusely.

It made Gan Minglan's teeth ache just looking at it.

These wild camels have exceptionally sharp teeth; they can bite off a person's head in just a few bites!
Perhaps it was because the saxaul forests were becoming increasingly lush, emitting a fresh fragrance in the air, that wild camels began to migrate from the Western Regions.

In less than half a month, King Atu had captured 52 camels from six different tribes.

These wild camel tribes were truly doomed after encountering King Atu.

Spitting, bumping, and kicking—all these problems succumbed to the king's violence.

Their physical submission quickly turned into acceptance and happiness after being sent to the valley pasture.

This is because the valley pastures are filled with an endless supply of plants such as doggrass, reeds, saxaul, and camel thorn.

The grass that cattle, horses, and sheep like to eat is also a favorite of camels.

Camels can eat plants that cows, horses, and sheep won't eat.

For them, this valley pasture is a buffet paradise.

King Atu stood atop the ranch mountain, hands on his hips, and roared at his underlings, "Squeak squeak squeak! Look at this empire that your big brother has conquered for you!"

Little Brother Fatty, however, felt both joy and sorrow as he watched the livestock grow stronger day by day.

He went to his mother crying, "Here we go again! When will you finally finish shoveling the duck manure?"

The more you eat, the more you poop.

Compared to cattle, horses, and sheep, camels are much larger manure-producing machines, the kind that smells incredibly bad.

Gan Minglan suppressed a laugh:
"In about half a month, when the grass on our pasture has grown well, we'll drive these cattle, sheep, horses, and camels to the pasture."

How many days are in half a month?

"Fifteen days!"

Fatty counted on his fingers, but it wasn't enough.

He looked up and stared at his younger sister, who had just woken up and was staring at him from inside the cloth bag.

Tilting his head and grinning, he said, "Yuanyuan, can I borrow your hand?"

The five-month-old cub, with a round face and round eyes, and clear black and white pupils, couldn't understand what nonsense this chubby older brother was spouting.

Blinking her eyes, she stuffed her finger into her little mouth and slurped it up with a smacking sound.

Seeing this, her brother grumbled angrily, "Hey! You promised to borrow my finger duck, Yuanyuan, don't be stingy!"

Seeing her older brother staring at her chubby hands, she pouted and stomped her feet, throwing a tantrum.

Yuanyuan hesitated for a moment, then poked half of her body out of the cloth bag and bent down to play head-to-head with her brother.

Gan Minglan turned to the side so that the two children could perform their daily sibling affection.

Just as Yuanyuan got close to her brother, she quickly pulled her finger out of her mouth and then precisely shoved it into his mouth.

It's as if it's saying: Eat! Here, eat! Baby's paws smell delicious.

Her saliva was sticking out of her fingers.

Now, it's actually being stuffed into his mouth!
Fatty only wanted to use his fingers to count, not to gnaw on them.

Waaaaah, you brat!
Gan Minglan was both amused and exasperated by the siblings' incomprehensible communication.

That being said, this family really can't function without Zuo Wenkang!
At least when it comes to the children's education, we really can't do without him.

Although she was an undergraduate in her previous life, reciting classical Chinese and traditional Chinese characters was really quite difficult for her.

Their level of education is now equivalent to that of a semi-illiterate.

My humanities skills are limited, but I'm sure my science skills can salvage the situation.
She originally thought that teaching a five-year-old addition and subtraction within 100 wouldn't be a problem. However, her academically challenged son nearly drove her to the point of vomiting blood.

I can't teach it.

I can't teach him anything.

The child does not teach, the father too.

It's better to leave this troublesome little devil to her father to worry about.

Thankfully, the education in the border town is not rigorous at all.

All skills are family heirlooms.

Oh, right, she also has skills that she can pass on to her children.

We need to be a bit older to slaughter pigs and sheep, because the child doesn't have the strength in his hands right now.

Looking at the cattle and horses frolicking in the valley, Gan Minglan suggested, "Son, how about I teach you to ride a cow?"

Fatty pouted: "Why not ride a horse? Riding a cow isn't impressive at all!"

"Kid, we can't expect to get rich quick! These cows are relatively gentle and friendly, but wild horses and camels are not something you can handle right now! If they throw you off their backs, your chubby arms and legs could be in danger!"

"Good!"

Fatty is someone who listens to advice.

He had never seen any children riding horses or oxen in the border town.

If he could learn this, he could brag about it for days on end.

The mother and son spent a long time carefully choosing a cow, and finally selected one of medium size, temperament, and exceptionally affectionate toward its calves.

They are figuring out how to climb onto the cow.

Gan's father then brought the stewardess from the Marquis's mansion to find him.

The head maidservant who accompanied Lady Ningyang Marquis showed utter contempt for these village women who raised cattle and sheep in the mountains.

The shock I felt when I saw Gan Minglan in person was immense.

Yaoshou!
This lady, with such beauty, she, she is actually the Jade-Faced Rakshasa.

No wonder!

No wonder those rough soldiers treated her so well.

The stewardess was inwardly turbulent, but maintained a kind demeanor as she explained her purpose.

Gan Minglan was puzzled: "Why does the Lady of the Marquis want to see me?"

The old woman patiently said, "Captain Gan's reputation has spread throughout the entire border town, and the ladies are all eager to meet you, this heroine."

Gan Hongzhen was content with his daughter and enjoyed the praise from others.

He scooped his eldest grandson up from the ground and held him in his arms, beaming with joy:

“Daughter, it’s rare for Lady Hou to come to the border town, you can’t be negligent! Leave Fatty and Yuanyuan to your father, go home and change your clothes before you meet the important lady.”

Gan Minglan looked down at her "work clothes," which she had just changed into that morning and were not dirty at all.

Dress up and get ready to meet a wealthy lady?

Ha ha!

She doesn't engage in female-related activities with these people; it's completely unnecessary for her.

Waved his hand.

They summoned the Horse King and, along with the stewardess, headed towards the Drunken Fragrance Residence.

Inside the Peony Pavilion.

The first round of dishes was almost finished, but the ladies clearly hadn't tasted anything yet.

The impatient one kept looking outside, and finally heard footsteps.

A maidservant from one of the houses called out from inside, "Captain Gan is here!"

near, near.

When everyone saw the person's face clearly, they all gasped in shock!
hiss!
(End of this chapter)