She became a god

In Xihe Town, Wen Xichun sold all his game and, with the copper coins in his pocket, drove his mule cart leisurely through the streets.

The street where the restaurant that buys prey is located is bustling with many shops.

Urged by the little panda, Wen Xichun bought two cotton quilts and several sets of cotton-padded clothes.

[You get one, I'll get one, we both have blankets!]

[Buy new clothes! Buy new clothes! Your clothes have so many holes, you'll get chilly when you go hunting in the mountains.]

Hearing childlike words that only he could hear, his indifference was as gentle as a spring breeze, and his mood improved, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

First, put the quilt and cotton-padded clothes in the car, then drive to the grain and oil store.

Refined rice and flour taste better!

Give me twenty catties of sesame oil!

Five pounds of refined salt and ten pounds of vinegar will last a whole year!

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After Wen Xichun walked out of the grain and oil shop, the shop owner muttered under his breath, "You can't judge a book by its cover. This woman is dressed in coarse linen and doesn't have a single hairpin or ornament in her hair, but I didn't expect her to be so generous. She only buys the best quality items and doesn't want anything that's even slightly inferior."

At the red panda's insistence, Wenxi Chun bought some more Sichuan pepper, angelica, cinnamon, dogwood, ginger, and wild onions.

Hehe, trust me, these are essential for cooking.

Wen Xichun couldn't help but ask, "Do you cook often?"

The little panda was stunned; in her five-year-old memory, she had never cooked a meal.

Strangely enough, whenever she sees food, she can immediately picture all the different ways to cook it.

Could it be…? The little panda nervously licked its lips, thinking, [Could I be the reincarnation of the legendary God of Cookery?]

But... it seems there's no panda food god in the Six Realms.

It's okay, we'll have it later.

One day, the name of the God of Food Zhouzhou will resound throughout the entire Yunying Continent.

With this thought in mind, the little panda proudly raised its chin. [Don't ask me why I know so much; these are just the basic qualities of a genius.]

Wen Xichun smiled and replied in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Okay, Zhouzhou, little genius."

The little panda frowned. "Hmph, she's clearly an unparalleled genius!"

However, she is only five years old this year. She is young, so let her be called a "little genius"!

Ye, the future God of Cookery, Qing, the peerless genius, Zhou reluctantly accepted Wen Xichun's insincere praise.

The spirited little panda sat in the bamboo basket, continuing to direct Wen Xichun to buy things.

[Buy pork fat! It makes stir-fries taste the best!]

[Buy the ribs! I want plum-flavored ribs, and rib soup too!]

Five pounds of pork shoulder is perfect for making fillings for steamed buns and pancakes!

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[Buy a jar of honey! The jasmine flowers on the mountain are blooming; we can make jasmine honey syrup. Whenever you're thirsty, just take two spoonfuls of jasmine honey syrup, dilute it with warm water, and drink it. It tastes even better cooled down!]

Honey was expensive, costing 100 coins per pound. A jar of 10 pounds cost one tael of silver.

In Xihe Town, very few families can afford to buy honey.

The Qi family was one of those very few.

Qi Fei, the eldest son of the Qi family who was only recognized as a member of the family nine years ago, came to this store today to buy honey.

Although he didn't recognize Wen Xichun, he couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.

How can someone dressed in rags have money to buy honey? Whose servant is this?

But the wealthy families in town value their reputation, so why would they dress their servants in such shabby clothes?

This woman is dressed like a country bumpkin, yet she's so generous. Could she have some special way of making money?

When Qi Fei thought about money, his mind immediately became active.

After being recognized as a member of the Qi family, he became the eldest son of the Qi family, but he was unable to marry a lady from a prominent family of equal social standing.

I don't know which of my younger brothers was stirring up trouble behind the scenes, spreading the news that he had married into a peasant family.

Therefore, no prominent family in Xihe Town was willing to marry their daughter to him.

A few years ago, Qi Fei begged his father to arrange a marriage for him. After the six betrothal rites were completed, the family wanted to break off the engagement.

It turned out that after inquiring around, the family learned that Qi Fei was a gigolo who abandoned his wife and daughter, and the whole family agreed that he was not a man to marry.

Not only was he determined to break off the engagement, but he also publicized his "glorious deeds" throughout the town.

This incident caused quite a stir. In the past, some girls from humble families were willing to give Qi Fei a kind look, but after that, they would avoid him whenever they saw him.

Even Qi's father felt that Qi Fei had lost face, so he reduced his monthly allowance.

A few days ago, some thugs threatened him, saying that if he didn't give them money, they would take the two children that the uncouth peasant woman had given birth to for him to the Qi family.

Qi Fei's desire to be a respectable young master had not died, so he couldn't let those two kids ruin his plans. He had no choice but to give up half of his savings and suppress the matter.

As for those two children, they have no mother and they are dead, so how will their grandmother live?

Qi Fei said that this had nothing to do with him, since it wasn't a piece of flesh that had fallen from his body.

He was only in his twenties; a man is a boy until he dies.

As long as he has money, he doesn't need to worry about his children at all.

The existence of those two children serves as a reminder of Qi Fei's humiliating past of marrying into a poor family. They'd be better off dead sooner rather than later, so as not to interfere with his carefree life.

But a carefree life can't be without money. Qi Fei thought he had to keep an eye on that woman who was generous but dressed poorly, and seize her path to wealth for himself.

So, he flashed what he thought was a charming smile and walked towards Wen Xichun. "My name is Qi Fei. My family owns the largest cloth shop in Lishui County. May I ask your name, young lady?"

[Ugh! This man looks like a pig's head, and his face is as greasy as pork fat.]

In fact, Qi Fei has delicate features; otherwise, Chen Jinzhu wouldn't have chosen him to be her son-in-law.

But in recent years, ever since returning to the Qi family, Qi Fei has been indulging in lavish meals and drinks, wanting to enjoy all the good fortune he hadn't had before.

They enjoyed plenty of blessings and received a lot of money.

Qi Fei's current size is almost twice what it was back then.

Moreover, one's appearance reflects one's heart, and Qi Fei's malice was almost written in his eyes, making him look even uglier.

A handsome young man's smile looks natural and pleasing to the eye, but a sleazy, greasy man's smile is nauseating.

Wen Xichun silently took a few steps back; if her clothes got oily, they'd be hard to wash.

Qi Fei couldn't see the disgust on Wen Xichun's face and thought she was just shy.

So he asked again, "Young lady, may I ask your name?"

Wen Xichun glanced at him indifferently, "Chen Jinzhu."

Qi Fei's smile vanished instantly, and his lips began to move.

Wen Xichun whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Qi Fei, you've caused me so much suffering! Come to hell and keep me company!"

"Ahhh!"

The man's pig-like screams immediately attracted the attention of the others in the store.

Long before Qi Fei screamed, Wen Xichun had already quickly walked out with the honey in her hand.

Wen Xichun walked quickly, and the crowd watching the spectacle followed suit.

When Qi Fei calmed down and tried to find Wen Xichun again, he found nothing.