The Bully General's Spiritual Husband

Yin Baicai didn't get out of bed until late afternoon.

Wearing gray cloth shoes with soles as thin as paper, she pushed open the small wooden door to the bedroom and came out.

He stretched, yawned widely, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and walked towards the large water vat.

I scooped a ladle of cold water into the old wooden basin and used a handkerchief with a loose thread to wash my face.

He vigorously wiped the sleep from the corner of his eye: "Ugh, so dirty."

After washing the handkerchief clean, I got up to look at the river snails I had picked up yesterday.

Seeing that the mud and sand had been mostly expelled, he poured out the murky water and then scooped a ladle of water from the water tank into it.

I went back inside and found a rusty pair of scissors to cut off the snail's tail. I scrubbed the snail repeatedly until it was clean.

He carried the cleaned river snails into the kitchen.

Light the fire in the stove, wash the large iron pot clean, and wait for the water inside to evaporate.

Scoop out two small spoonfuls of lard from the small earthenware jar and put them in the pot.

He scraped every nook and cranny of the small earthenware jar clean, leaving it shiny and glistening in the sunlight.

Looking at the clean earthenware jar, Yin Baicai thought that she had to make money quickly, otherwise her family would run out of oil.

I get hungry really fast if I don't eat anything oily or greasy; I don't even have the energy to do anything strenuous.

Once the oil in the pan started to smoke, he quickly poured in the river snails, stirred them continuously with a large wooden spatula, added a few pieces of salt, and sliced ​​some ginger.

I scooped a ladle of water into the pot and waited for the river snails to simmer slowly over the fire. Then I took out the scallions that Grandma Wu had given me a couple of days ago, peeled them, washed them clean, and threw them in.

Yin Baicai breathed a sigh of relief: "All done, now we just have to wait to eat."

Yin Baicai used the remaining water from the water tank at home to wash river snails. She took some firewood out of the stove to keep the fire burning so that the soup wouldn't boil dry.

They went out carrying two small wooden buckets.

Upon arriving at the village entrance, many people were queuing up to fetch water.

Peach Blossom Village is poor; the entire village has only one well. Now that it's hot, many people need water, so everyone is waiting here.

Bored while waiting, Yin Baicai couldn't keep her mouth shut and started chatting with the people around her.

"Aunt Zhang, you've come to fetch water too? How long have you been waiting here?"

Aunt Zhang complained, "Brother Cai, you're only just arriving? You might have to wait a while. I've been waiting for ages. It's hot, so everyone uses water quickly, which means there are more people not carrying water."

Suddenly remembering something, he said, "Brother Cai, I heard you went to the river to pick river snails yesterday. Those things are fishy and smelly and don't taste good."

Yin Baicai smiled and said, "Auntie, that's because you don't know how to cook them. If you cook them properly, these river snails are even tastier than meat!"

"Really? What should we do then?"

Yin Baicai explained the process of making river snails to Aunt Zhang.

Zhang Cui exclaimed, "Brother Cai, you're so clever! So that's how you do it! When Xiao Wen and the others picked them up before, I tried to prepare them, but my mouth was full of mud. And I wasted a lot of my salt."

"Auntie, I found out about this by chance. You'll know once you've done it like this."

Those nearby had obviously overheard their conversation and joined in.

Soon everyone said they would go back and try doing it according to Yin Baicai's method.

After all, even a small mosquito is still meat; it can be cooked and eaten, and it can let the family have a taste of meat.

Everyone became more enthusiastic towards Yin Baicai. In the past, the original owner didn't like to talk to the villagers, and over time, no one paid any attention to him.

Now that Yin Baicai has arrived, he'll surely become a member of the village's intelligence organization.

With his silver tongue, it would be a piece of cake for him to get along with everyone.

An auntie laughed and said, "Brother Cai, you seem much more lively than before. Before, you would hide when you saw everyone, and we were all afraid of scaring you."

"Yes, yes, just like a frightened little white rabbit."

Yin Baicai talked nonsense to fool everyone.

Zhang Cui asked with concern, "Brother Cai, have you gone to town to check on him? It's really bad to have fallen and hit your head like that."

Yin Baicai waved her hand: "Auntie, what are you looking at? The pharmacies in this town are so expensive, so I just went to find some herbs to brew at home and drank them myself, and I got better."

Everyone knows that Cai Ge'er's mother is in poor health, and he often goes to town to get medicine for her. He knows some simple medicines.

Many people in the village are the same way. Going to town would cost a lot of money, so everyone goes up the mountain to find some herbs and brews them themselves.

Soon it was Zhang Cui's turn. She went to fetch water, and the conversation ended.

After Zhang Cui finished fetching water, she took it away, and Yin Baicai went forward to fetch water.

He threw the wooden bucket into the well with all his might and slowly pulled it up with the rope.

Thinking that this was too much trouble, I wondered if I should install a wooden fixed pulley to fetch water here, which would save effort.

It also speeds up the time it takes for villagers to fetch water. Sometimes, if you throw the wooden bucket down, you might miss and have to start all over again.

I'll talk to the village chief after I bring the water back.

Yin Baicai quickly filled both of her buckets.

He carried the load on a shoulder pole and walked home.

He muttered to himself, "This carrying pole is really uncomfortable on my shoulders, and the water keeps spilling out as it sways from side to side. How did the original owner of this body manage to carry water? I don't remember him spilling a single drop."

He was swaying precariously, almost tipping over along with the bucket, when a large hand grabbed him.

Yin Baicai steadied himself, turned around, and said, "Thanks, brother!"

Looking at the person in front of him, he exclaimed in surprise, "It's you, Li the bully!"

Li Zhe found it very strange. This young man used to be very afraid of him. When he spoke to others, his voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, and he would be timid when he saw him.

Now he's even shouting that he's a bully named Li. What's going on? I heard he fell off a ridge a while ago. He's really gotten too bold.

Li Zhe frowned: "Be careful. You can't even carry water properly. This matchmaker Li is probably just trying to fool me. With your small frame, you call yourself a good worker?"

Yin Baicai put the water off his shoulder on the ground. He wasn't the original owner of this body, and besides, it was his first time doing such rough work.

In the past, he would at most clean, serve dishes, or help out in the kitchen.

But I've never carried water before.

With his hands on his hips, he shouted at Li Zhe, "Li bully, who are you calling a small guy? My biceps are no joke!"

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves to show Li Zhe.

Li Zhe had no idea what a biceps brachii was; judging from the man's gesture, he was probably referring to his arm.

Li Zhe looked at the man's arm, which was not even as thick as his own wrist, and scoffed, "Heh."

Yin Baicai was shocked. The original owner of this body didn't have any biceps at all; he was just a stick.

He's a modern-day fitness enthusiast, so his muscles are naturally quite impressive.

For a moment I forgot that this was no longer my own body.

He immediately deflated like a punctured balloon: "Well... hehe... believe me, it will definitely happen in a while."

Excuse me, please put your sleeves down quickly.

Li Zhe looked at him with obvious disbelief and said in a low voice, "Move aside."

Yin Baicai thought she was blocking his way, so she quickly moved aside.

Li Zhe squatted down, picked up the water he had placed on the ground, and strode forward.

Yin Baicai looked at the man who walked steadily and was extremely envious. This was the power of a man.

I want to have that too.