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Chapter 137 The Cobbler (Third Update)
"Come in quickly." Yuan Dajun hurriedly stepped forward to help, taking another piece of meat from his son's shoulder.

Back in the living room, by the moonlight streaming through the window, Yuan Dajun saw Yuan Ming's clothes stained with blood and his heart tightened. "You're injured?"

"Yeah, I got a minor injury." Yuan Ming paused for a moment, then nodded.

Hu Huilan quickly asked, "Where are you hurt?"

Yuan Ming said awkwardly, "My butt. I didn't step properly when I was carrying the meat down the mountain and I sat on the ground."

When distributing the meat, Captain Qin pointed at his buttocks and said that he had suffered a work injury today, so he should get two extra pounds of meat.

Everyone else in the group was laughing.

He was the only one injured while hunting in the mountains today; he fell while coming down.

Hearing her son's words, Hu Huilan scolded him playfully, "That's what you get for not watching where you're going."

"Goodness, that must weigh almost two hundred pounds!" Zhang Liang exclaimed, then patted Yuan Ming on the shoulder with admiration. "Uncle is getting old. It seems you young people have foresight."

To be honest, even he, as the captain of the hunting team, was somewhat tempted.

He's worked so long, and the total amount of meat he's made isn't even as much as this kid earns in a day. What kind of amazing team is this?

Zhang Zihan fell silent. Yuan Ming, whom she had previously looked down upon, had earned so much meat in just one day. Now, meat was the hard currency.

What's the difference between this and getting a million-dollar bonus after working for a few days?

But Zhang Zihan still refused to admit that she had misjudged the situation. She thought that perhaps she was just lucky and happened to have caught a large prey.

My dad is currently ranked seventh in the card distribution sequence within the alliance. Once the top six have received theirs, he will receive cards from the alliance, and then our family will be able to activate our homestead!

“This is just meat; there are other rewards as well.” Yuan Ming knew that the easiest way to convince his parents was to use “salary” to persuade them.

"Anything else?" Hu Huilan asked in confusion, looking around. There was nowhere left on the child's body.

Zhang Liang had a vague idea of ​​what might be going on, but he thought it was a bit of an exaggeration.

It's one thing to divide so much meat, but not even...
Then he fell silent.

Not only him, but everyone in the room stared intently at the blank expansion card that Yuan Ming took out of his pocket.

"This is a card the captain gave me," Yuan Ming said. "Mom and Dad, we can have a home now."

"This is the kind of card they were talking about?" Hu Huilan was stunned. It seemed that the number of people in the community who had acquired the "Homestead" feature had reached 20%.

However, when it comes to individuals, the vast majority of people don't actually have it.

Some people have never even seen a card before.

The blank expansion card, emitting a faint white light, is very thin, only the size of a playing card.

Yet it exudes a magical power.

Yuan Ming held the card with some emotion. In fact, he had a chance to get the card before. Captain Wang had already confirmed that the card from the altar would be given to him the next day.

As a result, they encountered the Alliance's hunting party, the altar was stolen, and the cards were never played again.

This is also why he was unwilling to join the Tongmenghui hunting team.

Crushing the card, Yuan Ming chose the balcony as the new expansion area.

Then, outside the railing of the balcony area, the scene became blurry. When the light faded, a large, spacious area, entirely gray and white, as if carved from a single rock, came into view.

Everyone in the room was stunned by what they saw, a scene that seemed like a miracle.

Until he saw the small ball of light from the home floating in front of Yuan Ming.

At this moment, Hu Huilan finally understood why her son said he had found a great team.

She wanted to go and express her gratitude, but felt it would be presumptuous to go so abruptly.

So she said earnestly, "Xiaoming, you've met a benefactor. You should be grateful when others treat you well. You can't be half-hearted or lazy, understand?"

Yuan Ming felt that his mother's mood changed too quickly; he was still used to her unruly demeanor.

Standing behind her father, Zhang Zihan's pride was finally shattered, like a peacock drenched in rain. Lin Xing looked at Yuan Ming with increasing satisfaction, like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law.

But when she glanced at her daughter out of the corner of her eye, she sighed inwardly. No one knows a daughter better than her mother. Xiao Han's personality was too proud. Yuan Ming was also a person who was gentle on the outside but strong on the inside. He seemed to have a good temper, but in fact he was strong-willed. It would be difficult to bring them together.

After dividing the meat, everyone marinated some of the meat they had brought back.

The amount of meat cured this time was over a thousand pounds.

After finishing his work, Qin Ziwen looked at the large, dark mass of refugees standing in front of him and silently shook his head. There were just too many of them.

He can afford to support them, but it's really unnecessary.

Because of the nature of refugees, they are incapable of fighting tough battles.

The refugees were only temporarily attached to him; they could leave at any time if they were dissatisfied.

This applies to Liu San and Da Zhuang as well.

They didn't sign a contract with him like Du Yu did.

However, the salt wells were short of manpower, and Li Tieshan also needed two helpers, so he kept six people. But these extra thirty people were too many.

Qin Ziwen stood on the high platform and looked around at everyone: "Among you, is there anyone with a special skill?"

"Sir, does knowing how to farm count?"

"I can farm too."

"Everyone knows how to farm, it's just that I don't have any land to farm."

Below, a group of refugees were huddled together, causing quite a commotion.

“Farming doesn’t count.” Qin Ziwen rejected the idea. There was only one field in the homestead, which wasn’t even an acre in size, and with the special effects, there was basically nothing to do.

“I can hunt,” a man said, raising his hand.

Hunters, huh?

In ancient times, hunters were considered an excellent source of soldiers.

Hunters generally know a little about archery and are also skilled in wilderness ambush, tracking, and reconnaissance. With a little training, they are excellent candidates for scouts.

But these are hunters among the refugees; they're easy to escape.

Seeing that Qin Ziwen remained silent, the hunter who had raised his hand slowly withdrew it, and the light in his eyes faded.

"Sir, I used to be a leatherworker. May I stay?" an old man asked cautiously from the edge of the crowd.

A leatherworker? A shoemaker?

Seeing that Qin Ziwen remained silent, Du Yu leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Sir, a leather craftsman is a craftsman who tans leather and specializes in processing leather. A leather craftsman and an armor craftsman can make leather armor together."

Qin Ziwen understood. "You can stay."

The old man nodded cautiously to the surrounding refugees, then slowly moved away from the crowd and stood behind Qin Ziwen.

Qin Ziwen then asked, "How many hunters are left among you?"

Besides the hunter who had just raised his hand, another person raised their hand.

"Alright, you two can stay too. The rest of you can leave after you finish your late-night snack."

Upon hearing that they were to be dismissed, the refugees erupted in another uproar.

They eventually dispersed one by one.

Looking at the three people who remained, Qin Ziwen asked, "What are your names?"

The old cobbler said, "My surname is Chen, and my family has been cobblers for generations, so I named myself Chenpi (陈皮)."

The two hunters were named Zhang Meng and Shi Xiong.

(End of this chapter)