The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

Seeing Chu Xiao was also speechless, Yan Zhenshen smiled and said, "Anyway, there is nothing to do in winter. We can always sell some by going to a few more counties. If we can't sell all this year, we can sell them next year."

Chu Xiao looked up at Yan Zhenshen, and then said, "I know a lot of recipes. When the village opens next year, I'll let my mother make them. Then I'll sell them to those who build houses. They need to eat anyway."

What's more, the person in charge of the construction of this house is Lu Zhicheng, so adding a dish is not a difficult task.

Yan Zhenshen chuckled, his husband always had many ways.

In this era, information was blocked and the circulation of goods was not convenient. Ordinary people did not have much money, and those who had some surplus would think of buying houses and land, so it was easier for merchants to make some money.

But traveling for business is dangerous after all. One of the risks is the backlog of goods. There will also be roadblocks. The chance of encountering bandits on the official road is not high, but running into bullies is always inevitable.

Yan Zhenshen and Chu Xiao had not walked far from the village when they were stopped by several burly men.

The leader had a fierce face and held a big knife in his hand: "You just don't want to accept my mother's fungus. I tell you, since she won't accept it, don't even think about taking anything away."

Yan Zhenshen frowned and pushed Chu Xiao back, who was about to get out of the car: "Don't get out of the car. It's cold outside."

The hunter with a face full of flesh pointed his knife at Yan Zhenshen and said, "Don't hide it. Even if he doesn't accept my mother's things, he won't be able to get away with it after he finishes dealing with you."

This hunter is a bully in the village. Everyone in the village has to give face to them and their son. Even those who came to collect mountain products in previous years turned a blind eye. Only this young man doesn't appreciate it at all.

"If you don't want to be punished, take out everything you have collected and kowtow to me to apologize."

Yan Zhenshen's frown deepened. This guy really speaks nonsense.

He didn't like to stir up trouble and always followed the principle of less trouble is worse than more, but... he actually wanted to bully his husband, which he absolutely could not tolerate.

His eyes became increasingly cold, and before those shouting people could take action, Yan Zhenshen took the long knife and went forward.

He didn't care who these people were. He could tolerate them bullying him, but he couldn't tolerate them bullying his family.

Apart from anything else, he had to defeat the hunter who was the leader before and make him submit.

Yan Zhenshen had no mercy at all, nor did he really want to kill anyone, so the long sword in his hand was not unsheathed. However, the scabbard was made of pure steel, and it was many times stronger than a wooden stick when used to hit people.

Yan Zhenshen hadn't fought with anyone for a long time, but he had been hunting for many years, fighting wild boars and lone wolves, so he was naturally agile, and he was much stronger than ordinary people.

The hunter with a face full of flesh was naturally no match for him.

But the tall and thin man behind him was no show-off. Every punch and kick he made was methodical and it was obvious that he had practiced well.

Every move that man made was aimed at Yan Zhenshen's vital points, and for a while Yan Zhenshen did suffer some losses.

But he soon saw through this man's tactics and was able to easily avoid them, then use his own tactics on himself.

Since he was a child, the old hunter said that he was a good material for martial arts. He learned the moves quickly and well, and the most important thing was his quick reaction.

The old hunter must have been a soldier before. Even though his Kung Fu skills may not be that good, he still knows a few sets of boxing techniques and can perform them quite well.

He was also shown the skills of using a long sword and a long spear to quickly kill the enemy. Of course, this was not to teach him martial arts, but just for him to brag about when he was free.

But Yan Zhenshen had good comprehension and could often see the loopholes in his moves, so the old hunter would not accept the defeat and would ask him to come over and fight.

At that time, there was no way he could beat the old hunter who had mastered Kung Fu. After all, he used to rely on brute force to fight.

But as the fight went on, the old hunter was no longer his match, but at that time the old hunter played tricks and said that he was old.

And now, the moves used by this tall and thin man are obviously similar to those of the old hunter, but this man is more methodical, which means that the moves used by the old hunter at that time were all pieced together.

But in terms of strength, this thin man was definitely not as good as himself, so the two of them fought back and forth, and slowly Yan Zhenshen began to gain the upper hand.

"Damn it, are you all just standing there watching the fun?"

"Why don't we go together?"

Seeing that he was no match for his opponent, the tall and thin man decided to gang up on them. After all, it is said that two fists are no match for four hands.

"Ahhhh..." However, at this moment, the hunter with a face full of flesh let out a scream, and his shoulder was pierced by a bamboo stick.

Then the curtain of the ox cart was lifted and Chu Xiao jumped off the cart.

You can fight him alone, but you can't gang up on him.

He looked at the others with indifference, and he would aim the bamboo stick in his hand at anyone who dared to take a step forward.

At this moment, the long knife in Yan Zhenshen's hand hit the tall and thin man's neck hard, causing him to fall sideways.

"Son, my son." The old woman's voice came from behind a big rock not far away. She wiped her tears and stumbled towards the hunter with a face full of flesh.

She never expected that this guy was so good at fighting. Even her nephew who had just returned from military service couldn't beat him. And that young man actually pierced her son's shoulder with just a bamboo stick.

Yan Zhenshen pointed at the hunter with a long knife in his hand and asked coldly, "What did you say just now?"

The hunter first looked at Yan Zhenshen, then secretly glanced at Chu Xiao. He thought both of them were quite scary.

One is strong and agile, and the other can even use hidden weapons.

Thinking back to what I said before, I suddenly felt that my day was over.

"Brother, I'm sorry for not recognizing your talent." Although the hunter hated the two men in his heart, he knew he couldn't beat them, so he could only grit his teeth and apologize.

"Is that all?" Yan Zhenshen took a step forward. "If you just want something, I can let it go. But if you insult my husband with your words, I can't just let this go."

Hearing Yan Zhenshen's words, their faces froze. What he said just now about not letting him go meant that he wanted to beat him up, and there was absolutely no other meaning.

But to say that there is no other ambiguity in that statement is indeed deceiving oneself.

In fact, he also knew that this man would not want to kill anyone. After all, his long sword had not been unsheathed yet, and at most he would just be beaten.

But his mother ran out at this moment, and it would be bad if this man also hit his mother.

After thinking it over, the hunter said, "Brother, I admit defeat this time. If you let us go this time, I will personally kowtow to your husband and admit my fault."

Chu Xiao said at the right time: "No need, hurry up and get out of the way."

Hearing what he said, those people quickly retreated to the side of the road. Chu Xiao curled the corner of his mouth and threw out the three bamboo sticks in his hand, stabbing them into the arms of the three people.

"It's all taken out, no need to blame it for the waste." With a low cry of pain, the ox cart slowly drove away from here.