"Butcher, what do you mean 'your Mo Chen'? He's clearly from my Cai Danian's place!"
"As for you, it's just those two liang of meat in your shop that truly fascinate you."
At the vegetable stall next to the pork shop, a middle-aged woman glanced at the Butcher and said mockingly.
Yun Mochen grinned and walked over, greeting the two of them:
"Tu Shu, Cai Danian, good afternoon!"
Yun Mochen's home was actually right next to this vegetable market.
Because the location was remote and the environment noisy, the housing prices were relatively cheap.
And these two were people Yun Mochen met after leaving the orphanage.
Because their two shops were the only way Yun Mochen could get to school every day.
So over time, he became acquainted with Yun Mochen.
Since they learned that Yun Mochen was an orphan, they would intentionally or unintentionally take care of him during the week.
Especially the Butcher; despite his fierce appearance, he was the one who gave Yun Mochen meat most often.
At first, Yun Mochen was unwilling to accept it, but later the Butcher changed his method.
He would have Yun Mochen help him take out the trash or clean the messy slaughterhouse, and then directly give Yun Mochen over ten catties of meat.
Once he refused, the Butcher would put on a stern face and say angrily:
"Are you looking down on your Tu Shu?"
"I'm just too lazy to find someone to help me clean; I can still afford this bit of labor cost!"
"If you don't accept it, don't call me Tu Shu anymore, and we won't know each other from now on!"
How could Yun Mochen not see that the Butcher just wanted to give him some meat to eat?
So, in a sense, in Yun Mochen's heart, the two of them were more like his relatives in this world.
"Mo Chen, don't take those things online to heart."
"If you're really troubled about something, if worst comes to worst, your Tu Shu will go have a chat with that damn Zhu Di!"
Yun Mochen quickly stepped forward and covered the Butcher's mouth, "Tu Shu, please don't spout nonsense!"
"After all, he's a person of status. If I scold him, he might not care too much because I'm a child."
"But you are different!"
"If he hears about it and has you captured behind the scenes, that wouldn't be good!"
Cai Danian snorted coldly, beckoned Yun Mochen over, and handed him a bag full of vegetables.
"Mo Chen, don't listen to your Tu Shu bragging."
"With him like that, going to chat with that Zhu Di, he'd probably pee his pants before he even gets close to him!"
"Here, these are the leftover vegetables from today, they can't be sold anymore."
"In this weather, they'll definitely go bad if left until tomorrow, so take them back and eat them."
Yun Mochen knew that if he refused, he would definitely be scolded, so he could only grin and say:
"Then thank you, Cai Danian! When you get old, I'll definitely take care of you!"
Cai Danian waved her hand, "You brat, your Cai Danian is still young!"
"Hurry home and make dinner, it's getting late, you must be starving."
The Butcher glared at Cai Danian.
He took out a pre-prepared bag from below his stall and threw it directly onto Cai Danian's stall:
"Mo Chen, inside are the beef bones from today's slaughter, there's no meat on them that couldn't be sold."
"Take them home and make some soup to nourish yourself, look how thin you've become, handsome young man!"
Yun Mochen glanced at the bag, just as he was thinking about how to refuse, a roar came from his ear:
"Butcher! Are you tired of living?! You've crushed all of this old woman's vegetables!!!"
Yun Mochen's body trembled. Seeing that the situation was not good, he could only take the two full bags and walk away dejectedly.
The Butcher and Cai Danian arguing was not a one or two day thing.
Every time Yun Mochen saw them, he could only hide far away, otherwise, he might get scolded along with them.
As soon as Yun Mochen walked out of the vegetable market, a small alleyway, wide enough for one person, appeared around the corner.
And inside was a low, tiled house, which was Yun Mochen's home.
The walls of the tiled house were covered with green ivy, and the bluestones in front of the door were also uneven and potholed.
Yun Mochen didn't clear away the green plants; they happened to conceal the yellowish and dilapidated original appearance of the house.
"Master, your home is so small."
"Yeah, it is quite small."
Yun Mochen took out the door key from under a nearby flower pot and smiled helplessly.
The room was only about thirty square meters, but it was fully equipped, including a kitchen, bedroom, bathroom, and the so-called living room.
And one thing that was surprising was how clean the room was.
Although it was empty and lacked furniture.
But essential items like daily necessities were neatly arranged, clearly having been specially organized.
Yun Mochen walked into the kitchen, opened the black plastic bag the Butcher gave him, and his body couldn't help but freeze in place.
Inside were not bare beef bones at all, but large pieces of beef bones with meat on them!
Then he opened the vegetables Cai Danian gave him.
It was obvious at a glance that they were definitely not leftovers from selling, but clearly selected and specially prepared.
Shiitake mushrooms, spinach, gung choi, etc., a whole bag full of various vegetables.
Yun Mochen's heart couldn't help but warm up, and an unspeakable emotion surged within him.
"Perhaps... I've never been lonely."
Yun Mochen muttered to himself, staring blankly at the two plastic bags in his hands, somewhat lost in thought.
After a long while, he put away his unusual emotions and planned to stew a pot of beef soup for himself.
Living alone for three years had elevated Yun Mochen's cooking skills to the level of some small restaurants.
If he hadn't been reluctant to buy many side dishes and seasonings, his cooking skills would definitely have reached a higher level.
After all.
The monthly government subsidy he received was only two thousand yuan, and after deducting rent and utilities, the money he could save was just enough to survive.
"Tong Zi, take out the Cultivation Technique book I drew and let me see it."
"Received, Master!"
As soon as he finished speaking.
A book glowing with golden light suddenly appeared in Yun Mochen's hand. On the cover of the book, the three large characters "Overturning Heaven Skill" were prominently printed.
"That's truly domineering! To dare use 'Heaven' as the book title, and 'Overturning Heaven' at that!"
Yun Mochen couldn't help but click his tongue in wonder, his eyes shining, and quickly opened the Overturning Heaven Skill.
Rip!
The edge of the Overturning Heaven Skill book was unexpectedly extremely sharp. With a moment of carelessness.
Yun Mochen's thumb was cut open, and blood immediately flowed out.
"Tong Zi, this Cultivation Technique is too bizarre..."
Before Yun Mochen could finish speaking.
The next moment.
The blood flowing from his hand, as if greatly tempted, surged madly into the golden glowing book!
And the book in his hand.
Unexpectedly became visibly illusory, transforming into countless glittering golden lights that flew into his glabella!
"This..."
Yun Mochen's heart trembled violently.
Because in his mind.
The Overturning Heaven Skill was actually lying quietly next to that large turntable, emitting a faint, mysterious, and ancient golden light!
And his memory seemed to have been tampered with; he subconsciously raised his hand.
And began to circulate according to some mysterious trajectory.
In an instant.