Courtyard House: Wudang Disciple Sweeps Through the Compound

She gave a specific timeframe: "How about this, you come pick it up on the 5th of next month, and it will definitely be ready by then."

After hearing this, Chen Wenqi immediately took out 100 yuan from his pocket to pay the full amount, and carefully put the delivery slip issued by the clerk into his inner pocket.

Looking at the handsome and sensible young man in front of her, Chen Xueru liked him more and more. She smiled and asked, "Little brother, I haven't asked you your name yet. My name is Chen Xueru. You can just call me Sister Xueru from now on."

She added enthusiastically, "If you ever want to get clothes made again, just come to me. I'll definitely give you the best price."

Chen Wenqi quickly thanked her, "Thank you, Sister Xueru. My name is Chen Wenqi."

He pulled his younger brother and sister over and introduced them to Chen Xueru: "This is my younger brother Chen Wenzi, and this is my younger sister Chen Wensi."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xueru laughed even more heartily: "Oh my, it turns out we're from the same clan! What a coincidence!"

Seeing that the three children were well-behaved and had good manners, she liked them even more and said generously, "Since you all get along so well, how about this, I'll give each of you a new pair of shoes."

These three children are simply too adorable, especially Chen Wenqi. Although he is only fourteen or fifteen years old, he already has handsome features. In a few years, he will surely charm countless girls.

Chen Xueru sighed inwardly, regretting that she was born ten years too early, otherwise she might have taken the initiative to pursue this young man.

Chen Wenqi quickly declined, "Sister Xueru, this is too much. We can buy the shoes ourselves. We can't let you spend money like this."

Chen Xueru insisted on holding his arm and said with a smile, "What's the big deal? If your sister says it's a gift, then it's a gift."

She led the three of them to the shoe rack: "Come on, try them on and see if they fit. Pick a pair you like."

Chen Wenqi sighed helplessly, thinking to himself that Xue Ru's enthusiasm was simply too much to handle.

He secretly thought to himself that although he was indeed good-looking, he was only fourteen or fifteen years old. Surely Chen Xueru wouldn't really have any "old cow eating young grass" thoughts.

Unable to resist Chen Xueru's hospitality, the three siblings finally each chose a pair of comfortable cloth shoes with multi-layered soles. These shoes were comfortable to wear and could also be worn when practicing martial arts.

After receiving the delivery slip and the new shoes, the three of them didn't linger. They chatted with Chen Xueru for a few more minutes before riding their bicycles away from the silk shop.

Chen Xueru stood at the shop entrance, watching the three figures gradually disappear into the distance, and unconsciously revealed a gentle smile.

She couldn't explain why, but seeing the three siblings made her feel inexplicably comfortable and happy.

Perhaps this is the wonderful connection between people.

Chen Wenqi rode his bicycle to the entrance of a secluded alley nearby, quietly set a spatial coordinate, and then slowly made his way home with his younger siblings.

After returning home, he went straight into the kitchen and began preparing lunch for the family.

Chen Wenqi was preparing to knead dough and steam buns when he suddenly remembered the acre of rice he had planted in the secret realm, which seemed to be ready for harvest.

Although it was only one mu (approximately 0.16 acres), the yield was astonishingly high. After harvesting, the rice weighed nearly three thousand jin (approximately 1,500 kg).

Chen Wenqi carefully set aside 200 jin of plump rice grains as seeds for the subsequent reclamation of 100 mu of land, while the rest of the rice grains were poured into the hulling machine.

After a series of operations, the hulling machine produced nearly two thousand kilograms of snow-white rice.

Looking at the pile of rice that resembled a small mountain, Chen Wenqi couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion: This was only the harvest from one mu of land. In half a month, when the rice from a hundred mu of land matured, the harvest would be a hundred times greater than it was now, a full 200,000 jin.

Converted to tons, that's 100 tons. If harvested twice a month, the yield can reach 200 tons. Such a high yield is truly astonishing.

Chen Wenqi deftly filled the rice jar at home with freshly milled rice. The grains of rice were plump and translucent, clearly indicating that they were top-quality rice.

Around noon, he steamed a pot of fragrant white rice, fried a plate of golden steamed eggs, stewed a delicious braised fish, and stir-fried a plate of bright green vegetables.

The three siblings sat around the dining table and ate lunch peacefully, without being bothered by those annoying neighbors.

The younger brother, Chen Wenzi, held his rice bowl and ate with relish. He shoveled a large mouthful of rice into his mouth and mumbled, "Big brother, today's rice is so delicious! I want another bowl!"

The younger sister, Chen Wensi, also held up her small bowl high and exclaimed in a clear voice, "Brother, I want another bowl of rice too! It's so delicious!"

Chen Wenqi couldn't help but smile as he watched the two little ones eagerly eating their meal.

He waved to his younger brother and gently instructed him, "Alright, Xiao Zi, go get your own rice. Remember to be careful not to burn your hands."

After saying that, he picked up the spoon again and gently filled his sister's small bowl with white rice.

After enjoying a delicious and sumptuous lunch, the three siblings all had satisfied expressions on their faces.

They casually wiped their greasy mouths and agreed to go back to their room to read comic books together.

After carefully settling his younger siblings in, Chen Wenqi quietly entered the Xuanwu Secret Realm alone.

His gaze was immediately drawn to the large wild boar imprisoned in the secret realm.

After being left for several days, the strong, fishy smell that the wild boar originally had completely dissipated has been completely gone.

Chen Wenqi only had a slight thought in his mind, and the Xuanwu Secret Realm immediately responded and activated its decomposition function.

In the blink of an eye, the enormous wild boar was dealt with in an orderly manner.

Fresh pig's blood was carefully placed in a clean basin, and pig bones and ribs were neatly arranged in categories.

Even the most difficult-to-process pig intestines and various internal organs were cleaned thoroughly, leaving no trace of impurities.

Chen Wenqi couldn't help but secretly admire the Xuanwu Secret Realm's powerful and convenient functions.

Even the tedious and troublesome task of slaughtering livestock did not require him to do it himself.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Wenqi devoted himself wholeheartedly to the kitchen in the secret courtyard.

He began to meticulously cook and process each part of the wild boar.

He selected pork belly with a perfect balance of fat and lean meat and carefully cooked a pot of braised pork that was both tempting in color and rich in aroma.

He then put the lard and fatty parts into the pot and carefully rendered several large jars of snow-white and delicate lard.

He also put in a lot of effort to make Dongpo pork knuckle that is tender, fragrant, and melts in your mouth.

They also braised a large pot of flavorful, rich but not greasy pig's head meat.

They went to great lengths to fill over 100 kilograms of uniquely flavored, savory pork sausages.

After working for more than ten hours, Chen Wenqi finally finished processing all the parts of the wild boar.

He looked at the mountain of various pork products piled up in the kitchen and nodded in satisfaction.

These ample meat reserves are enough to feed their family for a long time.

It can easily sustain the other pigs raised at home until they grow up and are ready for market.

Meanwhile, in the dark and cramped room of the detention center, the three old men in charge of the detention, along with Sha Zhu, harbored a growing and intensifying resentment towards Chen Wenqi, which was like wild grass.

Especially Yi Zhonghai, who spent the entire night in the dark room, had his originally arrogant and sharp aura worn away, and he looked much more restrained.

However, the surging hatred deep within him did not diminish in the slightest.

Sha Zhu's situation was more difficult than that of the others.

His dislocated wrist had just begun to heal, and his ribs were still throbbing with pain, when in the blink of an eye he was locked up in this suffocating and oppressive place again.

This dual torment of body and mind made him feel that every minute and every second was incredibly long and unbearable.

As fate would have it, the cell where Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu were assigned to be imprisoned was the same one where Jia Dongxu was.

Upon hearing that his master Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu had both been sent here by Chen Wenqi, Jia Dongxu's anger flared up instantly.

His hatred for Chen Wenqi thus deepened even further.

Jia Dongxu's detention period was about to expire, and he would regain his freedom the next day.

But these few days in prison have already tormented him to the brink of collapse.

He could barely fill his stomach with two dry, cold cornbread buns each day, and the environment in the cell was so dark and damp that it was unbearable. He even felt that if he stayed there for a few more days, his spirit would probably completely collapse.

Jia Dongxu's face was ashen. He leaned close to Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu, deliberately lowered his voice, and said through gritted teeth, "Master, this matter absolutely cannot be left like this!"

He clenched his fists tightly, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes: "If we don't completely eliminate that little bastard Chen Wenqi, all the rules that our courtyard has established for so long will be ruined. How will we ever be able to stand firm in this courtyard again?"

Hearing this, Sha Zhu was seething with anger and chimed in viciously, "That damned little brat is going too far! Once I get out of here, I'll find a chance to kill him!"

Compared to the other two, Yi Zhonghai appeared to be more composed.

He frowned deeply and warned in a heavy tone, "Zhuzi, Dongxu, you two listen to me carefully: once we're out here, you absolutely mustn't act rashly!"

Recalling the various methods Chen Wenqi had previously displayed, he changed the subject and said in a deep voice, "We need to plan this carefully and come up with a foolproof plan to teach this little bastard a lesson!"

If we were to say who among these people harbors the deepest and most intense hatred for Chen Wenqi, it would undoubtedly be Yi Zhonghai.