Leisurely mountain village

"And you? Your accent doesn't sound like you're from around here," Ye Huan asked.

"Yes, my hometown is around here. When I was a few years old, I went to Dongguan with my parents to work. Later, the factory had an accident, and I received a little bit of compensation, so I simply came back. I don't have any skills, so I do this." The young woman didn't seem sad.

"Oh, no wonder. Our economy isn't very developed here, so generally no one wants to come here to work." Ye Huan nodded.

The young woman massaged Ye Huan's thighs fairly properly, and then, seeing that it was almost time, she sat down to wash his feet, saying, "Bring one foot up first."

Ye Huan lifted his left foot, the young woman dried it, applied essential oil, then pinched, pressed, trimmed, scraped, and switched feet.

The whole session took more than half an hour. "Brother, lie down properly, I'll go pour out the water." The young woman reclined the massage chair and let Ye Huan lie down.

After returning, he gave Ye Huan a full-body massage. To Ye Huan's surprise, the technique was quite professional. At that moment, he realized that technique is also a method, and foot massage is also a way. As the saying goes, the way is nature, and that's all there is to it.

The young woman almost made him fall asleep while massaging his back. She probably realized he was really tired, so she whispered in his ear, "Brother, turn over."

Ye Huan turned over in a daze. The young woman first took one of his hands and massaged it, then tickled his palm, blew on it, and made a cracking sound as she pulled out each finger. Ye Huan thought that this Sister Qian was really good at this.

He switched hands and continued, then massaged the legs, stomach, and chest. "Brother, do you need a head massage?" the young woman asked, sitting beside him.

"Okay, fine," Ye Huan hummed and said.

The young woman sat down near his head. Since the massage chair's headrest was against the wall, she lifted Ye Huan's head and placed it on her stockinged thigh, giving him a massage. Ye Huan felt an astonishing heat.

After about an hour and a half, the young woman patted his stomach with one hand and put the other on his zipper, asking, "Brother, is that enough? Do you need more time?"

Ye Huan felt a little uncomfortable with her hand pressing down on him, so he twisted away and said to her, "Um, no need, I should go back now. How much is it?"

He came in without thinking about any of that; he was just tired from shopping and wanted a massage.

The young woman, Sister Qian, looked at Ye Huan with slight disappointment, nodded, and then said, "Okay, 158 for both."

Ye Huan nodded, stood up, put on his shoes and socks, picked up the little dog, paid 200 yuan in cash downstairs, received his change, and nodded to the young woman, "Your technique is good, I'll come back to you next time."

The young woman's expression brightened. "Okay, brother, I'll wait for you."

Ye Huan opened the door. It wasn't so hot outside anymore, but she could still feel the heat after coming out of the air-conditioned room.

He whistled as he walked home. Just three minutes later, he saw several cars with flashing police lights parked in front of the foot massage parlor. He stared in astonishment, then shook his head and went back inside. It was past one o'clock.

After putting the dog into his spatial storage, Lu Huan began to speed up. If anyone saw him, they would definitely think it was a ghost. A shadow flashed by, and in less than ten minutes, Ye Huan arrived at the cabin in the woods. He decided not to go back, as he could take a shower here.

I quickly showered, changed into my pajamas, opened the door, lay down on the bed, and went to sleep.

Ye Huan slept until 10:30 a.m. the next day before waking up. He sat on the bed in a daze, then remembered his two dogs, Wangcai and Xiaotian. He let them out, fed them with spiritual spring water, and took them home.

"Grandpa, Uncle." Ye Huan entered the courtyard and saw his grandfather sitting in the pavilion talking to Ye Daming.

"I'm home."

Ye Huan nodded and went to find something to eat. "Xiao Bai, Sai Hu, stop being naughty, or I'll beat you up. Those are new kids, keep an eye on them." She stopped Sai Hu and Xiao Bai from teasing Wang Cai and Xiao Tian.

"Uncle, you're back!" Jingjing, who was playing in the living room, called out happily when she saw Ye Huan come in.

"Hmm, what is Jingjing doing?" Ye Huan asked, sitting on the sofa next to her. Then, seeing some cookies, she picked them up and ate two.

“Let’s build with blocks,” Jingjing said, pointing to the blocks on the table.

"Wow, that's amazing! The house Jingjing built is really beautiful," Ye Huan said with a smile.

“Uncle, this is Peppa’s house,” Jingjing said.

"Mmm, it looks good."

"Sister-in-law, what are we having for lunch?" Ye Huan asked when he saw Bai Jie.

"Uncle Daming brought over a few fish. My aunt said she'd stew the fish and make pancakes for lunch. There are also some cured pork ribs and sausages steaming in the big stove. I'll stir-fry a few dishes and make a soup later. Are you hungry?"

"Yeah, a little. I drank too much last night and didn't eat much food," Ye Huan said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll go cook the dishes now, and we'll have dinner early." Bai Jie went to the kitchen to work.

"Oh~ Uncle, where did these two little puppies come from?" Jingjing suddenly saw the two little puppies entering the house and asked happily.

"Did your uncle buy it? Do you like it?"

"Mmm, I like it." Quietly squatted down and went to play with the puppy.

"Wash your hands and eat." Bai Jie had prepared the meal by 11:00 a.m.

Village chief Ye Daming didn't go back either; he was chatting with his uncle and Grandpa Ye Huan about something.

After serving ten dishes, Ye Huan poured the medicinal wine for her grandfather, gave a bottle to her father and the village chief, but didn't drink any herself, as her stomach was empty.

Ye Huan filled a large bowl with rice, picked up a piece of fish belly meat for Jingjing, and then ate it all himself.

"What's wrong with Xiao Huan?" Ye Daming asked.

"I went to the town market yesterday and drank too much with my classmates. I'm hungry now." Ye Huan didn't look up and filled her stomach first.

Even before Ye Huan obtained this spiritual spring space, his appetite was quite astonishing. After all, he had practiced martial arts since childhood. What kind of martial artist is someone who can't eat?

Not to mention him, even Ye Wuji, who is over 70 years old, still drinks a small amount of wine and eats a large bowl of rice with every meal. He eats just as much as young people, and even more.

Since Ye Huan obtained the Spirit Spring Space for cultivation, his appetite has increased significantly. Even when he drinks at home, he still eats two large bowls of rice afterwards, each bowl containing at least seven or eight ounces of rice.

So their family always cooked rice in a large pot on a stove. Later, he bought a large electric rice cooker like those in restaurants, which made things a bit better.

Since Ye Huan already had a lot of rice produced in his space, he replaced the rice at home. With the extra rice, he bought a set of distillation equipment, intending to brew some wine in his space.

Before that, he needed to learn more from an old man in the village who supported his family by brewing pure grain liquor. Ye Huan could ask him to help brew the liquor and pay him a processing fee.

However, the quality of the rice in his space was so high that he was a little hesitant to hand it over to others.