After finishing work, Lin Sheng naturally didn't intend to stay any longer.
No normal person would want to stay in this stinky Slaughterhouse.
Zhenshan Tower provides lunch and dinner for these lowest-level workers every day.
Of course, these meals are just ordinary coarse flour steamed buns and a bowl of vegetable soup for each person.
Lin Sheng took his two coarse flour steamed buns and vegetable soup from the counter, squatted down in a corner of the yard outside the mess hall, and chewed slowly.
Naturally, this amount of food is not enough for their day's workload.
However, in this ancient society with insufficient productivity, having such food is already quite good.
The workers of the Slaughterhouse also squatted in groups of twos and threes like Lin Sheng in the corners, but their eating habits were much rougher than his.
And the few older workers naturally formed a small group.
At this time, these older skinners were eating and talking with excited expressions on their faces, seemingly discussing a topic that greatly interested them.
"Brothers, have you heard the recent news from Zhenshan Tower?"
"Are you talking about the beast tide on Yangping Mountain!?"
"That's it, but this time the beast tide on Yangping Mountain is not like in previous years. A few days ago, when I went to deliver wine to Wrangler Wang, I personally saw someone from the Hunting Beast Hall come to see Wrangler Wang. I heard that person tell Wrangler Wang that the Hunting Beast Hall is currently short of manpower and wants to transfer a batch of workers from various halls."
"Hunting Beast Hall! If that's really the case, then maybe we can successfully get out of the Slaughterhouse... No wonder Wrangler Wang said we were lucky."
The conversation among the old men from the Slaughterhouse was not loud, but there were many workers in the yard, and quite a few people overheard their words.
And among them was Lin Sheng.
"Hunting Beast Hall."
Swallowing a mouthful of vegetable soup, Lin Sheng's eyes lit up as he chewed.
Although he had only been in Zhenshan Tower for two months, he was very clear about its structure.
Among the many halls of Zhenshan Tower, the Slaughterhouse where he worked was naturally among the lowest ranks.
The Hunting Beast Hall, on the other hand, was completely different. It was the elite hall of Zhenshan Tower, considered the genuine frontline of Zhenshan Tower.
Zhenshan Tower, Zhenshan Tower, with the words 'Zhenshan' in its name, is naturally inseparable from the mountains.
The main reason Zhenshan Tower got this name is because it almost monopolizes the beast meat business in Lin'an County.
And its beast meat business, besides the livestock raised under its command, mostly comes from Yangping Mountain.
The duty of the Hunting Beast Hall is to hunt various fierce beasts in Yangping Mountain.
In this world, putting other things aside, various fierce beasts are quite savage and brutal.
Whether in size or power, they are far from comparable to the wild beasts on the Blue Star of his previous life.
Lin Sheng had been in Zhenshan Tower for two months, and although what he handled daily were mostly livestock like Rock Sheep and domestic chickens, which had no ferocity.
But occasionally, he had seen a few fierce beasts from afar.
Even an ordinary mountain wolf was as big as a calf, not something an ordinary person could handle.
Therefore, the danger level of the Hunting Beast Hall can be said to be among the top of Zhenshan Tower's many halls.
However, the greater the risk, the greater the reward.
The treatment in the Hunting Beast Hall can definitely be considered one of the highest among all the halls in Zhenshan Tower.
It is much stronger than the Slaughterhouse where he works.
In addition, there is the most important point, which is that if one can successfully join the Hunting Beast Hall, then they can get in touch with martial arts.
In such an ancient world, martial arts are the only way out.
The martial arts here are not the flashy tricks used for deception in his previous life, but real, genuine martial arts.
Breaking stone tablets and splitting rocks is not a problem.
Therefore, being able to join the Hunting Beast Hall is undoubtedly the best opportunity for the skinners to change their fate.
"Martial arts!!"
Lin Sheng muttered in his heart, his eyes also becoming fervent.
"I hope this news is true!?"
After eating, Lin Sheng left the skinning workshop and walked towards his home.
Lin'an County, West District, Waguan Street.
Strolling on this dirt and stone road street, people came and went, mostly poor people wearing coarse cloth.
As the poor district in the County Town, those who survive here are naturally the lowest class in the city.
The air was filled with all sorts of strange smells. Lin Sheng walked through them without changing his expression. After more than two months, he had long since gotten used to and accepted this place.
Stepping over a puddle of black dog feces on the ground, Lin Sheng turned into a narrow alley on the street, stopped in front of a simple house, and gently knocked on the door.
"Who?"
Soon, a questioning voice with a hint of vigilance sounded.
"I'm back."
Lin Sheng replied. Hearing Lin Sheng's words, the sound of the door bolt being pulled back was heard.
With a creak, the simple door opened.
Revealing the rough face of a smiling middle-aged woman.
"A Sheng, you're back!"
The middle-aged woman in front of him was none other than his predecessor's mother, Xie Guilan.
"Yes, Mother, this is some brown rice I bought on the street. Go cook it for dinner."
Lin Sheng's face also showed a trace of a smile, and he handed over the two catties of brown rice he had bought on the street.
"Why are you spending money carelessly again, child? Two catties of brown rice cost at least five large coins. You don't need to worry about things at home. If you're always so extravagant, how will you save enough money to marry a wife in the future?"
Looking at the bag of brown rice Lin Sheng handed over, Xie Guilan frowned and said somewhat reproachfully, but she still reached out and took the bag.
"Never mind. Tomorrow, I'll grind this brown rice into flour and go dig some wild vegetables outside the city to make pancakes. It'll be enough for your father, your brother, and me to eat for one or two more meals."
Lin Sheng didn't respond. He was already used to the poverty of his predecessor's family. In fact, none of the families living on Waguan Street were much better off.
However, at least they were still living in the city. Although it was the poor district of the County Town, it was much better than the small villages outside the County Town. At least people here basically wouldn't starve to death.
Walking through the dilapidated small courtyard and entering the room, a thin middle-aged man was sitting up from the dark bed with some difficulty.
The man's skin was dark, and although he was only middle-aged, his face was already covered in wrinkles.
"A Sheng, you don't need to subsidize the family yet. If you have some spare money, buy some pork to nourish yourself. This old man knows that the work in the Slaughterhouse is not easy. You are still young, don't wear yourself out."
"Understood, Father."
Lin Sheng nodded and stepped forward to help the man up.
The middle-aged man was called Lin Hong, who was the predecessor's father.
He was originally a tenant farmer of the wealthy Sun Family in Lin'an County, with good farming skills. However, a few years ago, he had an accident and encountered a mountain wolf in the fields. Although he was lucky to survive, his leg could no longer walk. On weekdays, he could only rely on a crutch and sell some miscellaneous goods on the street.
However, in a poor street like Waguan Street, the things that make money have long been divided up by others. His business selling miscellaneous goods can only be described as dismal.
After all, lacking a strong laborer, what it means for a poor family is naturally self-evident.
Fortunately, his two sons grew up, and only then could their Lin Family continue to live on Waguan Street.
After chatting with the two elders at home for a while, Lin Sheng went to bed early.
This place was different from his previous life; there were no entertainment activities. Moreover, after a day of hard work, lying on the bed at this moment naturally brought on sleepiness.
The heavy work in the Slaughterhouse was extremely difficult to endure the next day if one didn't rest well.