The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 71 A Sow Might Make Diao Chan

Before long, Zuo Wenkang realized he hadn't been overthinking things.

The centurion summoned his superior.

Judging from the other person's attire, he should be a deputy centurion or something similar.

Around thirty years old, not tall, with triangular eyes, and very thin.

The deputy commander showed no emotion, simply picked out a pair of straw sandals of his own size from a pile of straw sandals, and immediately took off his own hemp shoes to put them on.

The State of Bei had a very strict system for managing the clothing and footwear of its officials.

Even low-ranking officers who reached the rank of deputy commander still wore cloth shoes and hemp shoes.

Right? Aren't your feet a bit too dark?

At least wash them before putting on new shoes!
Zuo Wenkang was internally complaining.

The deputy commander walked back and forth inside the shed more than a dozen times.

Only then did he offer a fair assessment of the straw sandals on his feet:

"They're very light and don't rub your feet, but they're not as durable as hemp shoes. They're really only good for those literary types!"
"That scholar, I heard you can even draw on straw sandals? The hemp sandals we wear are all made by the families of soldiers. Your shoe-weaving skill can be passed on, can't it?"

It's coming, it's coming, it's finally coming.

Having witnessed the greedy faces of the soldiers, it's not surprising that they resorted to forcibly teaching him skills.

Zuo Wenkang could only agree readily:
"As long as you provide the cattail reeds and colored threads, I guarantee you'll learn. More than twenty boys in our tribe can weave them; you can bring more people to learn!"

The lean deputy centurion patted him on the shoulder with delight:

"Excellent, excellent! Scholar, you're a good man! Tell those kids who can weave straw sandals to stop lining up! Yan San, quickly arrange a place for them."

About thirty young men, confused and bewildered, followed Zuo Wenkang and broke away from the main force.

The leaders surnamed Huang and Mao thought something had happened and quickly went forward to inquire.

When they learned that they were going to teach the military households and their families in Nanhe Prefecture how to weave straw sandals, they were speechless.

Clearly, their thin arms were no match for the burly legs of the government troops.

It will take another day or two!

Perhaps because they had found a better way to extort money than by directly demanding it, the soldiers became much more efficient in their subsequent inspections.

The young men and the elderly passed the test quickly.

When it was the young woman's turn, things slowed down again.

Even the deputy centurion and the two centurions sat motionless in the wooden shed.

The wooden shed, less than ten square meters in size, was crammed full.

It's said that after three years in the army, even a sow can rival Diao Chan in beauty.

Their military service is for life, far longer than three years.

Even though they are stationed at this checkpoint, 99% of the pedestrians coming and going are men.

Young ladies kept in their boudoirs rarely show their faces in public.

Married women tend to stay indoors and not go outside.

Seeing so many young women for the first time, the soldiers felt that they had never seen so many or so beautiful women in their lives.

His eyes gleamed with a wolfish light.
The women who had sold themselves along the way felt their bodies go weak under the gaze of these werewolves.

With a glance, she exudes charm and allure.

Even the woman with the long scar on her right cheek, with her world-weary and broken aura, made one of the centurions drool.

Soon after, upon seeing Gan Minglan's striking face again, the entire guard on duty at the checkpoint that day erupted in chaos:
"It's heartbreaking, so heartbreaking! Why send such a beautiful woman to the border town! Those border soldiers don't know anything about cherishing women!"

"That's right, that's right! We men may not be border guards, but we're still protecting the peace of this region! Why can't we be rewarded first for such a good thing?" "Hehehe, that woman in the green jacket definitely has feelings for me; she's been giving me the eye! Commander, could you..."

"Centurion, I've got my eye on the one in the pink dress."

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It wasn't just the soldiers who had a burning passion in their hearts.

The centurion and deputy commander of a thousand were also unsettled and immediately arranged for someone to communicate with the officers.

Fifteen minutes later, in another outpost hut at the checkpoint.

Upon seeing his personal guards, the deputy centurion eagerly asked, "What do you mean?"

The guards reported what they had learned to their superiors:

"The officials from Daming Prefecture said that there were six women inside who were very good at serving people, and they would do things for money. The other young women, especially the most beautiful one, told us not to touch them!"

The deputy centurion was very dissatisfied: "How can six be enough? Why can't we touch the rest?"

The guard patted his heart, which had been pounding from the shock of hearing the news, before continuing:
"The two leaders stammered and didn't give details, so I found a timid guy named Wu Danzi and scared him a bit."

He said that the men of the Zuo clan, though seemingly unable to carry heavy loads, had not lost their fighting spirit.

A woman went to serve a traveling merchant while pregnant, and ended up losing her baby.

As a result, her husband beheaded her the very next day, and then killed three other people as well.

After that, the officials never dared to approach the women there again to satisfy their lust.

Oh, right! The most beautiful woman is the wife of that scholar Zuo; everyone in Daming Prefecture calls her "Pork Beauty." She's over four months pregnant now.

The deputy centurion was not like an ordinary soldier who was not picky about food; only a beauty like the "Pork Beauty" was worthy of his position.

He was the top official in this godforsaken garrison, and his family members stayed in Nanhe Prefecture and did not come with him.

How could someone in their early thirties not want women?

I finally found someone I liked, but it turned out she was pregnant.

I'm not afraid of offending a mere scholar.

He carefully recalled the appearance of the pork vendor when he first saw her, and said hesitantly, "Is the information accurate? She doesn't look pregnant at all!"

The guard nodded firmly.
"I asked several people and they all said the same thing! They must have been eating very poor food on the road, and they weren't showing even though they were pregnant!"

The fact that the pork seller was a scholar's wife and a pregnant woman wasn't the most troublesome thing.

Do you know how she got the nickname "Pork Beauty"?

Her family were butchers! They had a long-standing tradition of pig slaughtering.

The "Pork Beauty" mastered the art of slaughtering pigs perfectly, but she was mentally challenged and considered an idiot.

A few days ago, someone bullied her son.

She went completely mad and hacked four strong men to pieces with a kitchen knife.

Upon hearing this, even the deputy centurion swallowed hard: "I really didn't realize that."

Soldier: "I also think the news that Wu Danzi said is outrageous, so I specifically asked the elders in their clan, and guess what?"

Deputy centurion: "Spit it out!"

The guard chuckled and gave a thumbs-up:

"The Pork Beauty had previously chopped off Deng Tu Zi's finger in Daming Prefecture. Because of her mental disability, even the imperial physicians in Shangdu couldn't cure her, and the prefect of Daming Prefecture couldn't arrest her and put her in jail."

Deputy centurion: "."

He knows perfectly well how he got his position as deputy centurion.

If we were to forcefully confront that pork vendor, what are our chances of winning?
I'm not sure, I'll have to wait and see.
(End of this chapter)