Folklore simulation, starting with the mortician

The next day, just as dawn broke, Li Feng got up very early and heard a commotion outside, along with the sounds of children playing, which surprised him quite a bit.

Ordinary temples are rarely visited; those that do come are mostly people seeking favors or services related to sewing up corpses, not to mention that it's considered an unlucky place.

In this chaotic world, ordinary people are filled with awe and fear, and they would never dare to let their children cause trouble at the gate.

I was just waiting to open the door when I found that Yu Yatou was already standing in front of the door, cracking melon seeds and smiling as she watched.

Upon noticing Li Feng approaching, she hurriedly turned around, looking cautious and timid as she tried to walk inside.

Li Feng patted her shoulder, signaling her not to be nervous.

Looking behind him, I noticed a handsome young man who looked like a scholar, teasing a monkey. The monkey was scratching its ears and cheeks and making funny faces, which was quite amusing.

Li Feng glanced at the scholar. His skills were indeed impressive. He had made the monkey look just like a human, with its behavior and mannerisms quite lifelike. The clothes and hat he wore made it even more comical.

"Hey everyone up front, we're here today not for money or fame, we just want your applause. Whether you give us a reward or not is up to you!"

As he spoke, the onlookers were astonished. The words didn't seem to come from the handsome young man's mouth; they sounded more like they were coming from a monkey's mouth.

The crowd applauded, and some who were impressed even gave the monkey a reward. The monkey, quick-witted and agile, pocketed all the rewards in two quick steps.

The handsome young man stepped forward and slapped the monkey. The monkey tried to fight back, but the handsome young man flicked it with his stick, flipping it over and catching the stick in his hand. The monkey and the handsome young man then engaged in a lively exchange of blows.

The crowd cheered again, but the monkey hopped and skipped over to Li Feng and then collapsed in front of him with a thud.

The handsome young man was startled and quickly stepped forward, placing two fingers in front of the monkey's nose. After a long while, he suddenly cried out in despair, "Oh my god, my manhood! How did it die here? What are we going to do?!"

After crying for a while, she finally looked up at Li Feng and said, "Sir, you have a distinguished appearance. Judging from the fact that you came from a local temple, you must be very skilled. Please help me out and talk to the local earth god to get my monkey back!"

Li Feng chuckled to himself, not expecting this turn of events. He had thought it was Mr. Lin who had brought reinforcements, but instead, someone who would ruin the reputation had arrived.

The surrounding people were all amazed, as they all knew more or less about Li Feng's reputation; he could handle the affairs of important figures in the county.

But you only know a person's name, but you don't know their actual methods.

They all looked on with surprise and uncertainty, wondering what kind of solution Li Feng would provide.

Li Feng laughed and said, "Whether this wandering swordsman can get it back or not, we don't know, but let's just consider it a try. Don't blame me if things go wrong!"

The handsome young man laughed along, "How can you blame me? If we die, it's just bad luck. If we come back to life, it's because of your skill."

These words sound like they have little to do with Li Feng, but anyone with eyes can understand the implication: it's possible that your skills are lacking and your reputation outside is exaggerated.

Li Feng didn't hesitate. He stepped forward, took a needle and thread, and began sewing the monkey.

Anyway, this monkey has a nose and eyes, almost like a human, so let's sew it up and see. Who knows, it might be able to bring the dead back to life.

The skills of corpse sewing craftsmen are quite diverse, specializing in treating various difficult and complicated diseases of corpses, which can be put to good use in the current situation.

Seeing that Li Feng was really getting down to business, Jun Ge'er started to have doubts.

After a while, watching Li Feng's dazzling hand gestures, his needle-threading movements, he instantly sewed the whole thing up for the monkey under his command.

This skill was so profound that it was impossible to discern the truth; the needle and thread had been removed, yet there wasn't a single mark on the monkey's body.

In just a short while, the monkey started jumping up and down, chattering away, and the people around it clapped and cheered.

The handsome young man, however, turned bright red with anger and nearly fainted.

Only then did Mr. Lin, who had been hiding in the crowd, dare to disperse everyone.

He sidled up to Li Feng and Jun Ge'er, saying, "We told you not to show off, but you insisted on doing it anyway. Now you're going to choke on your own!"

Seeing that the time was right, Li Feng flicked his finger, and the thread wrapped around his fingertip tightened, pulling back and knotting the button.

The handsome young man finally caught his breath and gasped for air.

After a long silence, he bowed and apologized to Li Feng, saying, "It was my mistake that I didn't recognize the famous master chef. I humbly admit defeat."

Once inside the temple and sitting down to talk, Li Feng learned that this craftsman, whose real surname was Lu, was a livestock handler from a family business, and also a sworn brother of Mr. Lin, with whom he had plotted a great scheme that ultimately failed.

In short, he's a monkey trainer, but he also has some skills in performing suicidal tricks.

His full name is Lu Junyi. He is quite handsome and his methods are also quite remarkable.

At a young age, he had already made a name for himself in Yangzhou Prefecture in the south, and now he is the manager of a brothel.

But looking at Li Feng's face, the young shopkeeper couldn't help but click his tongue in admiration, "There are indeed many extraordinary people in the world. I thought what you said was false, sir. How could any shop assistant dare to call himself a master chef? Now that I see, I underestimated you!"

Li Feng waved his hand and said modestly, "No, no!"

"I wonder how skilled Master Li is now? How many techniques has he mastered?"

Taking advantage of the situation, Lu Junyi asked a question, revealing his background beforehand.

"The cooking time?"

Li Feng couldn't quite say whether his skill level was high or low, but he did understand the differences between different levels, such as the distinction between a stick of incense.

"It should take at least three sticks!"

Mr. Lin gave a message, and he was not lying about it. Moreover, he knew that this was what Chao Shao had said.

"How many feet tall?!"

Lu Junyi had barely uttered the question when he awkwardly shut his mouth. He knew it was pointless; the other person had already revealed their identity, so they must have crossed the threshold.

"One threshold method, and four methods on the left and right sides of the hall method."

Li Feng gave a rough estimate; in reality, the methods he used in the court were quite complex and he needed to sort them out carefully.

Upon hearing Li Feng's answer, Lu Junyi's eyes widened in astonishment. "You... no wonder you're a master chef!"

As the group was talking, another commotion came from outside, like a commotion. Li Feng thought it was Tingxiaozi coming over to invite them, but he didn't expect it to be Yang Liuzi leading a group of people over.

The group of men, who all looked like carpenters, were drinking and talking. Before they even got close, Yang Liuzi called out, "Master craftsman, I'm here to take your measurements!"