I'm just a swineherd, not a beastmaster.

When the five people were about to leave, all the villagers, young and old, came out to see them off.

It is not easy for a small village like Xiufeng Village to produce five descendants who can eat government jobs.

Everyone was very happy, and the parents of five of the team members were particularly happy.

Especially Wang Gan's parents, who came over driving a donkey cart and wearing big red flowers.

"Uncle Wang, have you won the top spot in the imperial examination?" Yuan Feng teased.

Of course he knew that Wang Mao had no chance of becoming the top scholar. With Wang Mao's level of knowledge, it would be difficult for him to even write his name.

Wang Mao was happy today, and Yuan Feng's teasing didn't seem so harsh to his sarcastic heart.

"My son is going to be an official, which is almost the same as becoming the top scholar in the imperial examination." Wang Mao was so proud that his nose almost reached the sky.

"Almost the same? That's Wang Mao wearing a red flower, what are you wearing?" Yuan Feng teased intentionally.

"He doesn't want to wear the Wang pole, so as his father, I can only do it for him."

Yuan Feng could see clearly that he was not doing it for others, it was obvious that he wanted to wear it himself.

But he knew it all but didn't say it out loud. Now, while Wang Mao was in a good mood, he teased him a few more times. If he made him angry, Yuan Feng would have no peace.

"Oh, Dai Honghua, I understand, but why are you driving a donkey cart and bringing out so many things? You brought out pots, bowls, chopsticks, and even fire sticks. Don't you cook at home?"

"Your family doesn't cook anymore. I'm moving."

"move place?"

Old man Jiang came over and explained for Wang Mao: "These five young people are promising. They are promising, but they are too young. Without a parent to take care of them, we are always worried. So we decided to send a representative to go with them."

"I, Wang Mao, am responsible. I will take charge of the representative's affairs."

Wang Mao spoke proudly, but Old Man Jiang had a complicated expression that was hard to describe.

"Wang Mao has the same skills as his brother, so he can make a living wherever he moves. Unlike our other families, who only rely on farming for a living, they really can't move, so he is the only one who can bear this burden."

Wang Mao has the ability and willingness to follow the five team members, so everyone is happy.

Old man Jiang had a worried look on his face, and Yuan Feng could guess the reason.

Wang Mao is usually sarcastic and protective of one person. He definitely doesn't care as much about other children as he does about his own children.

"Mr. Jiang, don't worry. These children are very sensible, especially Xingyuan. He has grown the most recently. Even if no one is looking after him, he can take care of himself."

"Feng, of course I believe what you said, but as a grandfather, I can't help but worry about my grandson. Xingyuan has had a hard life since he was young. He lost his parents when he was three years old..."

Seeing that Mr. Jiang was about to start nagging, Yuan Feng quickly pointed at the team.

"Look, they are leaving. If you have anything to say, go and say a few more words, Mr. Jiang."

This method really worked. Old man Jiang immediately stopped nagging and ran towards Jiang Xingyuan at a quick pace.

After the five team members left, the position of Yuan Feng's guard captain became vacant.

Nowadays, the oldest child in the village is only three years old. Even if the child does not mind, the parents of the child will not be willing to let the three-year-old child join the guard team.

Without teammates, Yuan Feng became even busier.

When the team members were around, Yuan Feng could always ask them to help take care of the fields under the pretext of training.

Now all the heavy farm work falls on Yuan Feng again.

Looking at the lush green herbs in the fields that were ready to be harvested, Yuan Feng wiped the sweat from his head, feeling more tired than happy.

Just to water this one acre of medicinal field, he had to spend half a day, which greatly reduced his time for cultivation and alchemy.

Fortunately, these crops have to wait until next year before they can be harvested and planted again, so he finally has some free time.

He was happy for a short while before he frowned again because of what would happen next year.

"How do other cultivators take care of the medicine fields?" Yuan Feng fell into thought.

After thinking about it, he always felt that he was wasting his time by watering with brute force.

"There should be a spell that can help with watering."

Just as I was thinking about it, a little white light fell from above my head.

Yuan Feng looked up in surprise: "Oh, it's snowing."

After practicing, my resistance to the cold became much stronger and I didn’t even realize that winter had arrived.

It felt like time passed so quickly, and it seemed like it was just yesterday that the five team members left.

Actually, if you think about it, they have been gone for three or four months.

During that period, he did send Yuan Feng a letter, in which he wrote scribbled words saying that they were living well and that they had taken advantage of their spare time to go to school and learn calligraphy.

It seems that Feng Shaotian takes good care of them and even arranges school for them.

This is the result of their study... Yuan Feng looked at the handwriting that looked like crawling insects and saw three grammatical errors in one sentence. He knew without asking that they didn't learn very well.

While he was dazed, a crystal snowflake fell on Yuan Feng's shoulder. Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves was heard. Yuan Feng turned back abruptly and shook off the snowflakes.

What you see is not the person you hope to see.

The man was riding a tall horse, wearing neat autumn clothes and a sturdy body. It was obvious at first glance that he was a man of accomplishment. He only had a fur hat to keep out the snow and was not affected by the cold wind at all.

It was the servant boy who was beside him. He was wearing a thin cotton coat and trousers, and he was so cold that he kept shrinking his neck while running.

The person who came was Wang Wencai, and Yuan Feng knew him.

He should have come here for the matter of the Treasure Tailed Beast. Yuan Feng believed that this was the only matter that connected him to the Wang family.

"Master Wang, you're really diligent to go out in such a cold day." Yuan Feng went up to greet him enthusiastically.

But the result was a cold reception.

Wang Wencai immediately looked at him with his nose raised: "You live in such a shabby place?"

"It's a small place, not as good as Young Master Wang's home." Yuan Feng was not being modest, and indeed it was not as good as his.

"Hmph, you're dressed shabbily." Wang Wencai took off his hat and brushed off the thin snow on it. "Look at what I'm wearing. Just look at my hat. It's made of cowhide. It cost a lot of money."

Yuan Feng looked down at his clothes. They were a cloth shirt and trousers with a lot of patches on them. They were indeed quite shabby in comparison.

But he didn't go out to show off. He didn't feel cold wearing the clothes at home. As long as they could cover his body, there was no need to be too particular.

He does have some nice clothes. The last time he went to the city, Zhao Muchin bought a few pieces for Yuan Feng as well as for herself. Moreover, Zhao Muchin is quite skillful and can make clothes on a regular basis. As a result, Yuan Feng has quite a lot of new clothes.

However, Yuan Feng was reluctant to wear them. He usually had to practice martial arts and do farm work, and coarse cloth clothes were more durable and resistant to dirt.

Yuan Feng smiled awkwardly: "Master Wang cares about me so much, is he going to send me some clothes? How can I be so embarrassed to do that?"

"..."

Wang Wencai was speechless as if he had eaten a fly.

"Humph, I'm here this time to protect the hair of your treasure beast. It's been more than half a year, the hair should have grown out, right?"

“It’s grown.”

Not only did it grow, it grew three times, each one taller than the last, and grew even more vigorously than chives.

"Then take it. My Wang family treats you well. We gave you a spirit beast and are willing to collect your tail hair so that you can have the opportunity to buy new clothes and a big house."

"That's right." Yuan Feng did not refute, but turned back and shouted into the house, "Mu Xin, quickly take out the tail hair, the Wang family is here to collect it."

"Hey!"

Hearing the light response coming from the room, Wang Wencai's eyes flashed and he straightened his hat, which was made of cowhide and very expensive.

Soon, Zhao Muxin came out trotting with a big package in her hand, a silver-white fur coat in her other hand, her little face flushed.

Wang Wencai was stunned for a moment.

"Beautiful, really beautiful."

"Master Wang has such a good eye that he can tell the beauty of the tail hair even when it's in the package. He's really amazing."

Wang Wencai frowned and glared at Yuan Feng.

This kid has no sense at all. What nonsense is he talking about?

Zhao Muxin ran over and immediately handed the fur coat in her hand to Yuan Feng: "Brother Feng, it's cold, put on the coat quickly."

"No, I'm not cold. Why should I wear it? Go back quickly and don't catch a cold." Yuan Feng waved his hands. He didn't feel cold at all.

Looking at the two people on horseback, Wang Wencai's expression suddenly became complicated.