Reclaiming Wasteland: Carefree Mountain Farmer

Chapter 25 Divide the Meat
Gao Conglian went to the Beigong Beitian family, while Li Bing went door to door calling out to people.

Beiji Wu was once a shy boy, and he still is today.

When he was with the young mistress of the Wen family, he was indeed much easier to talk to when he was lustful, and he also looked more youthful.

The change now is that people feel those things are too easy.

Li Hong, Li Bing, Xiu Lan, Xiang Lan, and Cong Lian Xi Dan.

What was Arctic Martial thinking?

What is Conglian's youngest son's name?

Li Hong replied, "Call him 'Little Dog'."

Beijiwu didn't say anything. Children's names are usually chosen casually; as long as they have a name, that's enough.

If I become successful in the future, I will naturally not use this name anymore.

Beijiwu got up from the stool and walked into the room.

Seeing this, Li Hong didn't know what he was doing, so she looked at the dead pig on the ground again.

"This pig's blood is going to be wasted; it would be better to keep it."

After watching for a while, Li Hong felt it was a great pity.

Just as he was about to go inside to get something to put away, he saw Beijiwu come out with a dagger.

The dagger was a sharp iron blade, one side a double-edged short sword, the other side wrapped several times with coarse, dirty strips of cloth.

Beijiwu went outside, picked up a whetstone, and began sharpening his knife.

Go boil some water.

Without even looking up, Beijiwu gave the order.

Li Hong quickly replied, "Yes."

Not long after, Uncle Xu and his family, the nearest neighbors, entered the courtyard.

Uncle Xu said politely, "Brother Wu, I heard you have this piece of meat?"

Uncle Xu's wife and children all wore polite smiles, especially when they saw Beiji Wu sharpening his knife, they were very polite to them.

Beijiwu said, "Well, my family can't finish it all. Everyone's almost done with their farm work, so let's each have a pound of meat to taste."

"I'm going to slaughter a pig later. If you feel bad about eating for free, just help me gather some firewood."

Wheat straw is used as fuel and also as a type of straw in grain rations.

This isn't the kind of grass for horses; horses can't eat this all the time.

Grass is straw, which is also used as bedding and bedding for the poor during winter, and as bedding and fuel for armies.

Wheat straw generally has many uses, but it's more often used to burn tree branches first.

Uncle Xu asked his son and daughter to gather firewood, but feeling embarrassed to stay in the yard, he waited outside the door.

At this time, the rest of the villagers also arrived one after another.

Some people refused to join in the fun and weren't even interested in the pound of meat.

But most people still came out of politeness.

Including Beigong family and Beita family.

Thirty households and more than one hundred people from the village gathered outside the Beijiwu family's house.

Kitada Gen carried a gourd of wine, his three sons carried grain, and his wife carried a straw basket containing some bowls and chopsticks.

Bei Gong Dingbian's father was serving in the army away from home. He came to visit with his sister, wife, and children, bringing some freshly harvested wheat, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar.

Neither side coveted the meat, nor had they never eaten meat before; their main goal was to ease tensions with Arctic forces.

The Zhang and Li families, along with Ai Dake, also came over with three children to join in the fun.

Not long after, Ma Lao Er and Ma Lao San also came in. After greeting the others in the courtyard, they looked at Empress Wu of the North Pole and were immediately horrified!

The two brothers stared intently at the dirty, worn-out dagger in Beijiwu's hand, their faces drained of color with fear.

The two brothers instinctively exchanged a glance at the dirty, tattered dagger that looked like it had been used for many years, and both saw the fear in each other's eyes.

The two quickly went to the restroom together and calmed down there.

"Is this my eldest brother's?"

"Can't be wrong."

"How to do?"

"If we were going to take action, we would have done it already. Just wait and see."

There are some things from the past that no one wants to talk about.

Ma Lao Er and Ma Lao San have a past, and so do the others.

The idea of ​​women selling themselves is considered trivial and insignificant here. Some people who voluntarily go to the frontier to start anew have a past they don't want others to know about.

Many troubled families have some unruly individuals. For example, the Ma family has an older brother named Ma who doesn't like farming and always prefers to go out and make big money.

His family couldn't control this kind of thing. They saw that Brother Ma would occasionally bring back some money and clothes, but they didn't dare to provoke this ruthless older brother, so they pretended not to know anything.

If you walk on the dark too often, you'll encounter ghosts.

One night, Brother Ma and several of his good friends were abandoned in the field.

Ma Lao Er and Ma Lao San dared not make a sound, much less report it to the authorities. After their wives went out to work and discovered the bodies, the family took the clothes and the remaining copper coins of the deceased, and also disposed of the bodies.

Even now, knowing that Boss Ma was killed by Beiji Wu, the second and third brothers don't dare to avenge their elder brother. In rural areas, whoever has more sons has more influence. Boss Ma wasn't the only one who did dirty work; Beitian Gen was also a ruthless killer.

He was a soldier, he killed people, and he even ate people.

But Kitadane knew very well who he could bully and who he couldn't.

Some people have eyes that look like they've killed someone.

It wasn't obvious before; people just felt that Arctic Wu was somewhat capable of fighting, but not to the point of killing someone outright.

After learning that Kitamoto Takeshi had actually killed people before, Kitamoto Ne was unwilling to lose his three sons who could support him in his old age.

"Master Wu." Kitada Gen was finally convinced and took the initiative to yield to this young man who was more than thirty years younger than him. In front of everyone, he said, "Master Wu, look, with just one word from you, we've all brought gifts to support you. Master Wu, just say what you want to say."

If you encounter someone you can't beat, you have to back down. You can bully others normally, but you also have to accept your fate when someone bullies you.

Kitada Gen was just the eldest among these thirty-odd households, not the eldest in Kitahara County. He had no real reputation in the military settlement; he was just a cowardly old soldier who bullied the weak.

If you encounter someone of similar strength, you can still put up a fight. If you encounter a powerful person who kills six people in one night without getting hurt, as long as you can resolve the hatred, you can kneel down with your son to beg for forgiveness and apologize.

Kitada Village's knees and backbone are truly worthless.

Everyone in the courtyard was watching Beijiwu, who was still sharpening his knife, waiting for the old man to speak.

Beijiwu raised his head and calmly looked at the group of people in the courtyard.

"It's getting dark, so I'll keep it short."

Beiji Wu stood up and wiped the molten iron-covered blade with a prepared white linen cloth.

Kitada Genba said, "Master Wu, please speak, we are all listening."

Beijiwu nodded and said to the others, "Everyone has a youthful past. When I was young, I was ignorant and impetuous, and often said some inappropriate things. Please don't take it to heart. I apologize to everyone today."

He claimed it was an apology, but he neither bowed his head nor kowtowed, and didn't even bend over.

Ma Lao Er and Ma Lao San both breathed a sigh of relief, and Bei Tian Gen said loudly, "What are you saying? Master Wu is a promising young man. He will definitely be able to fight on the battlefield and make a name for himself in the future. He will become a high-ranking official! Our village will all benefit from your success. Master Wu is too kind to us. We should kowtow to Master Wu to apologize!"

What he said was indeed true. The Beigong family was also a military household, and they knew very well that someone like Beiji Wu would definitely rise to prominence quickly on the battlefield.

If they were to become generals leading troops, those who were slow to kneel would be cut into eight pieces.

"Cut into eight pieces" is not an adjective, but a description.

Thighs 2, calves 2, arms 2, head, stomach.

Beijiwu casually said, "As long as everyone doesn't mind, the past is the past. Although I haven't started a family yet, I have a few women at home, so I feel like I'm starting a family. In the future, we will all farm together, pay taxes and irrigate together, and reclaim wasteland together. We should be decent people and do things properly."

"To put it bluntly, our village will still need me to take the lead in the future."

Beijiwu said to everyone, "Grandpa is skilled in both literature and martial arts. Everyone agrees on my martial arts skills, and I don't need to say much about my literary skills. I know better than any of you how to make money in business. Anyone who disagrees can try me out, whether it's literature or martial arts."

No one dared to challenge Beiji Wu, who had killed a wild boar with a single punch and also killed seventeen or eighteen people. Rumor had it that he was planning to massacre the entire village.

Especially since he was holding a knife at that moment, who would dare to reason with him?

Kitada Gen, who was the de facto village chief, hurriedly said, "I'm convinced, I'm convinced. Master Wu is the most suitable to be the village chief of our Kitada Village."

It wasn't that Kitada was a coward; it was that his three sons had been beaten by Beiji Wuzhen once, and then he took a knife and tried to kill Beiji Wuzhen, but Beiji Wuzhen scared them away.

Now, Beijiwu is holding a knife and calling everyone over to become the village chief. If he dares to oppose it today, his whole family won't be able to sleep tonight.

Killing people in the military is like child's play, especially when it comes to leadership. Even the lowest-ranking soldiers know how ruthless their superiors can be.

There is only one way for the military settlement area to resolve the issue of the right to speak: kill people!
We will not only kill one person, but also his subordinates, parents, wife, and children, leaving no future trouble.

If you're going to back down, then back down now. If things really come to blows, you won't have a chance to beg for mercy and survive.

Even if Kitada Gen doesn't back down, Kitagong Dingbian and the Ma brothers will definitely kneel down and admit defeat.

Rebellions by border troops were commonplace. The main reason they were able to rebel was because they were all on the same side; those who weren't on the same side would be persecuted to death.

Arctic Martial looked at the others, who all avoided his gaze, wearing obedient smiles like Haba.

"Since no one objects, then it's settled. In the future, the people of our village will work together to build a larger drying ground, and each household will contribute people to build an irrigation canal to bring water. We can wait until we have some free time after the millet harvest."

"Now I'm distributing the meat. Each of the thirty households in the village gets one jin (500 grams). If you want more, you can trade it for something else."

After confirming sovereignty, Arctic Warriors then headed towards the wild boar.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Bei Gong Dingbian volunteered, "I'll help."

"No need, how to divide the meat is my business." Beiji Wu directly stopped others from coming to help, and carried the hundred-pound pig with one hand to place it on a large cabinet.

Everyone else was looking at Arctic Martial.

The wild boar had been bled, but its hair hadn't been removed, so it looked like a dirty, unpalatable boar.

Arctic Martial Arts doesn't follow such rules. He lifts the wild boar's hoof, slides the dagger down its neck, and rips it open in one stroke.

The contents of the pig's belly were started to be removed one by one.

Arctic Warrior found the pig's head and neck in the way, and quickly cut them off.

The pork was kept for the sacrifice to the gods, the pig's neck was given to the Kitada family, and then the meat was cut and divided under the watchful eyes of a group of men, young and old.

His movements were fluid and graceful; the wild boar, weighing over a hundred pounds, was cut into dozens of pieces in just a few minutes. The knife barely touched the bones; it was as if he were dissecting the entire pig into different parts of meat and bones.

From the first cut to the last, the whole process took less than ten minutes, and a pig was divided into several basins of meat.

Every household received a piece of meat, some with bones, some with fat, but under Beiji Wu's skilled butchering and butchering techniques, no one dared to object.

After finally realizing the strength of the knife-wielding Arctic Warrior, everyone who had the meat in their hands acknowledged the young village chief's leadership.

Even those who had something to say would be speechless after witnessing the scene of a white knife going in and a red knife coming out, a belly being ripped open.

(End of this chapter)