I'm just a swineherd, not a beastmaster.

The next day.

Wang Er came to Yuan Feng early.

The first thing he did when he arrived was not to build a house, but to look for Zhao Muchin.

He forced himself to say hello and received a polite smile from Zhao Muxin, then he started working contentedly.

After he had knocked the hammer a few times, he suddenly saw Hu Jiuer's lazy and graceful figure, and his lust was immediately aroused.

"Hey, pretty girl, were you picked up by the pig farmer too?"

Hu Jiuer is not as easy to bully as Zhao Muxin.

He first rolled his eyes at Wang Er with disgust, then said, "If you dare to look at me with those lustful eyes again, I will poke your eyes out."

Wang Er was frightened.

Shrew! Wicked shrew!

Unlike my young lady, who is gentle and beautiful.

Wang Er was a gangster with the desire but not the courage to do anything bad. After being threatened by Hu Jiuer, he dared not even think about it.

Zhao Muxin couldn't help but laugh when she saw Wang Er being humiliated.

Wang Er happened to look over and thought someone was smiling at him, so his energy immediately exploded and he swung the hammer in his hand so hard that it almost smoked.

Yuan Feng sat in the corner to rest after feeding the pigs. Seeing Wang Er was full of energy, he gave up the idea of ​​going up to help.

While I have some free time, I'm taking inventory of the storage bags I got a few days ago.

There is no need to look at the herbs and gold, silver and jewelry. Even if you don’t understand one, you can recognize the other.

I mainly looked at the books in the corner of the storage bag.

I picked up a book at random, which turned out to be a herbal atlas. It recorded the characteristics and effects of various herbs, and also had corresponding hand-drawn images. It was very detailed.

This is a good thing.

Yuan Feng flipped through the second book and found it was even better. It was actually a guide to growing medicinal herbs.

With this book, Yuan Feng can grow herbs by himself. The future is promising when he thinks about it.

The third book is about alchemy, which records in detail various experiences in alchemy, including the temperature and control techniques, in detail beyond compare.

It’s also a good thing. Now Yuan Feng can learn to make pills by himself.

There are also two pill recipes included in the alchemy experience, the Qi-invigorating Pill and the Blood-boiling Pill.

Qi-boosting pills are used to replenish spiritual energy and increase the speed of cultivation.

As for the Boiling Blood Pill, its effect is somewhat similar to the stimulants that Yuan Feng knows, but it is a little stronger than stimulants and has fewer negative effects. It is a pill that temporarily improves combat capability.

According to the introduction of alchemy experience, alchemy requires an alchemy furnace and alchemy fire.

Neither of these two elements exists.

But there should be something in the alchemy furnace's storage bag. It's impossible for the old man to make the elixir himself without an alchemy furnace.

Yuan Feng flipped through the gold, silver and jewelry, and sure enough, he found a small alchemy furnace, about the size of a urinal, with its surface stained black by medicinal scale.

“Is it too small?”

He opened the furnace and found it was quite clean inside.

It is introduced in the alchemy experience that the ingredients of the elixir must be pure and cannot be contaminated. It seems that the old man did a good job in executing it and cleaned the inside of the alchemy furnace thoroughly.

It's just that the outside is a bit casual.

Yuan Feng had no say on whether the alchemy furnace was small or not. Since the old man could use it, he should be able to use it too.

However, there is one item that I don’t have, and that is Danhuo.

High-level Dan Fire requires a special method to obtain, but I didn’t explain that special method in my experience.

Since there is no high-level Dan fire, I can only use high-temperature materials and cooperate with my own fireball technique.

Charcoal is a high-temperature material that can be used, and its temperature is just enough.

However, charcoal can only be used to refine the simplest Qi-boosting pills, and the quality will not be very good.

Yuan Feng didn't care about this. He hadn't even gotten started yet, so the key was to refine the elixir first.

Learning alchemy is a very time-consuming process. Yuan Feng studied it from morning to evening. Even when Zhao Muxin asked him to eat at noon, he ignored her.

"Brother Feng."

"What's wrong, Mu Xin?"

Yuan Feng responded subconsciously, but less than a second later he realized that he had said the wrong thing.

The one who called him was not Zhao Muxin, but Xiaorou.

"Mu Xin? Who is Mu Xin? Brother Feng, are you calling the two women in the room?"

"Oh, Xiaorou, you're here. I was busy just now and said the wrong thing. You're here to get the basket, right? I was going to give it to you, but I was so busy that I forgot. I'll get it for you right now."

"Brother Feng, who are those two women in the room?"

Xiaorou felt like the sky was falling. It had only been a few days since she delivered the pig food, and suddenly there were two more women in Brother Feng's house. What's more, each of them was prettier than her.

"They are two poor people in distress, who are staying with me for a few days."

"Is that so?" Xiaorou's eyes were filled with hope again. "Then when will they leave?"

"I'll leave when I find my home."

"What if I don't find it?"

This question really stumped Yuan Feng.

"I haven't thought about it that much yet. Let them live here first. They are very efficient at work and I won't lose anything."

"Brother Feng, I'm also good at work. Look, I brought you some pig food again."

Xiaorou took out the pig food as if to seek credit. It looked fresh and must have been freshly cut.

"Thanks a lot."

Yuan Feng froze for a moment. That was not the right thing to do, and not taking it was not the right thing to do either.

How could Yuanfeng not understand Xiaorou's thoughts? Yuanfeng is not a little boy who knows nothing.

Yuan Feng knew that she loved him, but he only treated Xiaorou as his own sister.

Yuan Feng was still very young when he traveled through time, and Xiao Rou was even younger, and was still wearing open-crotch pants.

It can be said that Yuan Feng watched her grow up. Yuan Feng, who has had an adult's soul since childhood, certainly could not have any feelings for Xiao Rou.

Unless you are a pervert, you will have feelings for him.

Yuan Feng is not a pervert, nor is he a perverted brother.

His feelings for Xiaorou are pure, but unfortunately Xiaorou doesn't think so.

"Maybe this is puberty, it's fucked up."

Yuan Feng estimated Xiaorou's age and found that she was about the age of puberty when she would tend to develop feelings for people who were nice to her.

It seems that I have to be careful when getting along with her in the future to avoid misunderstandings.

"I'll take the pig food then."

Yuan Feng, who had figured it out, accepted it generously.

"Don't run this time. I'll get you the basket."

Yuan Feng quickly took out a basket with a piece of bacon in it.

"Here, you help me cut vegetables for the pigs, and I'll pay you. It's a fair trade."

"Xiao Rou doesn't want any reward. The pig food is for Brother Feng."

"If you don't take it, I don't want your pig food either."

"alright."

Xiaorou accepted it reluctantly.

"Don't send me pig food in the future." Yuan Feng said after seeing her accept it.

"Why? Because Brother Feng has a woman at home, so we should avoid her, right?"

"What are you thinking? Because pigs don't like to eat... Hey, why are you crying? Don't cry. What's wrong with you?"

Xiaorou's tears fell, sadness had blocked her ears, she could no longer hear what Yuanfeng was saying, her mind was filled with only the words "Don't come here again".

“Brother Feng, Xiaorou won’t embarrass you.”

Xiaorou left in tears, leaving Yuanfeng alone and embarrassed.

"This... me?"

Why is she getting more and more confused? I should wait until she calms down tomorrow and have a good talk with her.

Puberty is trouble.

"Huh? Pig farmer, you bullied Xiaorou again. I thought I saw her crying just now." Wang Er just finished work and came over.

"What are you talking about? What do you mean by again? When have I ever bullied Xiaorou?"

"Okay, no, then why did you bully Xiaorou?"

"I didn't bully her! Are you here to chat after you've finished building your house?"

"Hey? What the hell is it to you whether I finish building it or not? I built it for the young lady to see, not for you."

"Oh." Yuan Feng reacted, "I lost my temper. I was just asking how long it would take to get better. There's one more person in the room. It's crowded."

"It should be fine tomorrow. I also want to ask you, who is that fierce woman?"

"You're in trouble. Why are you interested in her?"

"No, I don't like shrews." Wang Er waved his hands quickly.

Fortunately you didn't fall in love with him, otherwise you would have been rejected again.

Yuan Feng was too lazy to complain.

"Speaking of which, you stinky pig farmer, how come you are so lucky? You can pick up any pretty woman. Why don't I have this luck?"

“I think it depends mainly on the appearance.”

"What do you mean? Are you implying that my face is not good enough?"

"No, no, you misunderstood. I was making this clear."

"You! I'm nothing but a stinky pig farmer. I'm exhausted from swinging the hammer. Go home and sleep."

"Let's go!"

Yuan Feng would practice his mental skills for a while and then go to take a shower and sleep. He was also very tired. Although he had not refined any pills, controlling the fire for a whole day was very exhausting.

After coming out of the yard and finding a secluded place, Yuan Feng circulated his mental method for a full cycle. He felt even more tired and even wanted to lie down and sleep on the spot.

But after thinking about it, I decided to give up. The ground is so dirty.

As soon as I returned to the yard, I saw a torch swaying in the distance and approaching quickly.

"Uncle Jiang?"

The man running over holding a torch was Jiang Musheng, Xiaorou's father.

"Yuan Feng, I'm so glad you're here. Have you seen Xiao Rou? Xiao Rou went out just now and said she wanted to come to your place. How come she hasn't come home yet?"

"Xiao Rou? She left a long time ago?"

"Isn't it here with you? Where else can it go?"

Jiang Musheng was obviously anxious. It was almost midnight and his daughter had not returned home yet. This was in the mountains and there was a possibility that she had been taken away by a wolf.

"Uncle Jiang, don't worry. Xiaorou left my place in the evening. Even if she left, she couldn't have gone far. I'll help you look for her."

"You have to help more. Xiaorou has grown up with you. You know this child. She is usually very timid. If she is still outside so late at night, I'm afraid something will happen."

"No, Uncle Jiang, you stay in the village and I'll go look for it in the mountains."

Yuan Feng turned around and told Zhao Muxin and Hu Jiuer to guard the house, then he ran up the mountain.

"Hey, Yuan Feng, the fire will hold you."

"unnecessary……"

Yuan Feng's voice became farther and farther away, and his figure disappeared along with the voice.