Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

Chapter 89: Isn’t mediocrity a kind of happiness?
  early morning
  The North Street vegetable market is crowded with people

The crowds of people who get up early to buy vegetables are noisy, and both sides of the street are full of small vendors setting up stalls selling vegetables.

"Come on, come on, take a look!"

"Three days before Zhuji Butcher Shop opened, the price of meat was 20% cheaper."

"Uncle Liu is here? Are you going to buy pig trotters or intestines today?"

at the meat stall

Wei Hong holds a butcher's knife and enthusiastically solicits customers.

These customers include old customers from the past, as well as new customers attracted by the low prices. For a while, the butcher shop was packed with water.

"Hey, little brother, why don't your meat weigh well?" an aunt asked in confusion.

"What do you call it? Is this your first time coming to Zhuji Butcher Shop to buy meat?"

Talents like Wei Hong are really a treasure. He can prosper wherever he is good at his craftsmanship. If he chooses to cooperate with him this time, the business of the butcher shop will be prosperous just around the corner.

After saying that, he cut it off with one stroke!

Zhu Sihai smiled and shook his head, sighing that he was just unlucky.

"Of course!" Li Daniu said proudly: "Brother Hong not only kills pigs well, but also sells meat across the board. He has never missed a time in collecting and calculating money. There are still many skills you don't know. Otherwise, why would Tan Fei be fighting for it?" To keep him?"

Zhu Sihai looked on in shock and couldn't help but asked Li Daniu in shock: "Does he still have this ability?"

"Okay!" Wei Hong said with a smile as he sharpened his knife to cut the meat: "If my knife is even a hair's breadth away, I can take the meat and leave, but I won't even take a penny from you."

"Butcher Wei's knife is said to be the best in Anlefang. It can cut down gangsters at the top and pigs, sheep, cattle and horses at the bottom. It can cut as much as you want with one knife. There is absolutely no difference!"

"Hey!"

"Excellent craftsmanship, amazing!"

He found that Wei Hong, with a few teenagers, could take care of the butcher shop properly. He and Li Daniu only needed to arrange the pig collection and delivery, and they didn't need to worry about anything.

"I want a pound of pig intestines."

"No, Slaughterer Wei is very particular about people, and he won't be short of anything."

"Give me two pounds too!"

The aunt said with disbelief: "Here are two pounds of tenderloin. If you don't weigh it, I won't pay you."

A perfect piece of tenderloin was cut off.

The regular customers on the side were bragging to the best of their ability.

The guests were amazed and rushed to buy.

Zhu Sihai has been hanging out at the bottom for decades and is definitely the best among the best. Therefore, he does not have any envy, jealousy or hatred, but is just happy.

Look back at the busy young man in the butcher shop!
  Zhu Sihai expressed his appreciation again and again.

It can be said that the entire butcher shop is now almost supported by Wei Hong alone.

I threw it on the scale and weighed it in public. It really weighed exactly two kilograms, with no difference at all.

"It seems that in a few years, I will be able to live in retirement!" Zhu Sihai joked.

"Zhu Ji Butcher Shop was founded by you." Li Daniu comforted with a smile: "No matter what time comes, you will always be a big stall owner."

"Hahaha!" Zhu Sihai chuckled heartily and was in a good mood.

During the chat, there was a sudden commotion on the street.

"Great victory!"

"Eight hundred miles of urgency, the counter-rebel vanguard battalion defeated the front of the anti-king coalition in Lantian County, Cangzhou, beheading more than 30,000 people!"

"Great victory, great victory!"

A military man riding a tall horse with a flag on his back was galloping all the way.

He kept shouting and shouting as he headed straight to the military headquarters, attracting side glances from passers-by.

"A great victory? It can't be right? General Meng has only been out for more than ten days, and the army probably hasn't gone seven or eight hundred miles yet. How can it be a great victory so soon?"

"Yes, didn't you say that there are many new recruits in the counter-rebellion army, and they are planning to train while going south?"

"Haha, what do you know? General Meng likes to win by surprise when he leads the army. He is better at using cavalry to break through. He first smashes the enemy's defense line and then presses it with a large army. Therefore, all the cavalry in the vanguard army rushes for more than a thousand miles. It's just like playing. of."

"I see, he is indeed General Meng, he is awesome!"

"Hahaha, I'm just saying that a mere thief can't make big waves, right? What kind of storms have we not seen in the eight hundred years of the Great Zhou Dynasty? The feudal princes are just making a fuss in their own fiefdoms. If the imperial court sends troops, they will be destroyed!"

On the streets!
  Passers-by were cheered by the good news.

Everyone was chatting with their friends, and the restaurants and restaurants were full of people. Many busybodies were eager to know more gossip, and the storytellers naturally had new topics to talk about.

Wei Hong didn't have much reaction to this.

The victory or defeat of a large army fighting for a while means nothing at all.

Moreover, the war in Cangzhou would most likely not reach Shendu, and it would not have much impact on him. He would just kill pigs and sell meat honestly.

"Are you jealous?"

Wei Hong glanced at Luan Xiaoqi and found that Luan Xiaoqi's face was full of yearning.

He kept pricking up his ears to listen to what others were talking about on the battlefield.

How could he not understand that this was a young man's yearning for galloping on the battlefield, becoming a marquis and becoming a prime minister? If he hadn't carried the memories of his past life, he would have been as excited as Luan Xiaoqi, right?
  "Of course I'm envious!" Luan Xiaoqi nodded calmly and admitted: "Who doesn't want to leave a name in history and become a lord? It's a pity that I'm not strong enough. If I had practiced martial arts earlier, I'm afraid I would have had the opportunity to follow General Meng on the expedition. Be brave in the army. You can get secret medicines and secret books by fighting hard. If I didn't have younger brothers and sisters to support, I would definitely want to fight."

"Is there a chance to be cannon fodder?" Wei Hong asked with a sneer: "Who will support your younger brothers and sisters? You don't think that you are the son of destiny and can survive on the battlefield where swords and guns rain like rain, do you?"

"Me?" Luan Xiaoqi suppressed her face to flush, and she argued in an obviously unconvinced tone: "The storyteller said that many heroes will rise from the bottom, why can't I?"

"You only see these brave generals who survived, but you don't know that tens of thousands of people died on the battlefield, so you can have such a lucky person whose ancestors burned high incense." Wei Hong patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "In this world, Countless young people have passionate dreams like yours, and they all imagine that they can build immortal achievements to save the building from collapse? But in the end, they can only become bugs crushed under the wheel of history."

"Young man, when will you learn to admit your own mediocrity, you will be mature!"

Luan Xiaoqi looked a little stunned.

Wei Hong laughed dumbly but said nothing more.

His talent is the best among this group of teenagers. He can reach 70 kilograms of arm strength in one month of practicing martial arts, and I believe he can reach 200 kilograms in less than a year. He is definitely a genius among ordinary people.

But it’s too difficult to get ahead in this world!
  Talent is only one aspect. Resources, vision, and background are all mountains that are difficult to overcome. The longer a young man like Luan Xiaoqi takes to see himself clearly, the more painful he will be in the end.

Mediocrity, isn’t it a kind of happiness?

"It's better to kill the pig, so you can have meat to eat!" Wei Hong sighed in his heart.

(End of this chapter)