Eating Too Much Pork Affects Cultivation

In the afterglow of the sunset...

A three-wheeled motorcycle bumped along the roadside...

Nuwa sat elegantly beside the driver, gazing at the people coming and going between the fields, the summer harvest, and the bustling human world. Some farmers passed the three-way intersection, smiling as they headed home to cook.

"Lady Nuwa... what are you looking at so intently?" Chen Xuan couldn't help but interject.

"The Primordial World knows no years, and time has no end. Only my brother and I lived plain lives, without joy or sorrow, focusing solely on pursuing the Great Dao. Seeing the signs of harvest in later generations, I suddenly feel a bit emotional."

Lady Nuwa murmured her reply, touched by the happiness of the mortal world. It seemed immortal life was not as fulfilling as a mortal's day.

"Heh heh... Lady Nuwa is starting to forget about home, aren't you planning to go back to the Primordial World?" Chen Xuan teased with a smile. The most correct decision he had made in this life was to trick Lady Nuwa into coming to modern times.

"Don't talk nonsense... I have to go back. This world rejects me, and my power is less than one ten-thousandth of what it could be. The Primordial World is my true stage; I was just feeling emotional." Lady Nuwa snorted, thinking this guy had no tact at all.

"Lady Nuwa... could you teach me how to cultivate? Later generations aren't entirely useless; there's still a bit of spiritual energy here. I feel like it can be saved," Chen Xuan said with anticipation.

"Not yet. After all, you eat too much pork, your spiritual root is impure, your physique is extremely poor, and your head is a bit dull. First, let me go back to the Primordial World, and after I cleanse your marrow and wash your essence, you'll be able to achieve unity of heaven and man," Lady Nuwa flatly refused.

Chen Xuan was speechless, wondering when the passage under the bed would open so he could go to the Primordial World again. The Primordial World had no suppression at all; he would definitely have Lady Nuwa mold him a new innate Dao body.

The three-wheeled motorcycle quickly returned to the village. The old village chief came up with a smile, saying, "Little Xuanzi... how did it go? Did you sell all the watermelons?"

"Not bad... there are so many rich people in the city. They wanted to buy all of them right away. I made a little bit of money," Chen Xuan chuckled, feeling a bit proud.

"Haha... as expected of the first university student in our village, and the only one at that. Your mind is indeed sharp. Do you want to be the village chief and lead everyone to prosperity?" the old village chief said with a smile.

He couldn't help but look at Lady Nuwa again. This woman was too beautiful, with a temperament that even big stars couldn't match. She seemed otherworldly. Where did he find this girlfriend?

"This..." Chen Xuan hesitated...

"You can agree to him," Nuwa nodded. With her assistance, a mortal boy like him would be a piece of cake, especially with this batch of watermelons, which would surely cause a stir.

"I can agree. I need to observe the situation in the village and see how many people are willing to sell. I'll act as their agent..." Chen Xuan agreed. Most people in the village were very kind. When he was in university, they had given him eggs or a few cents, a few dollars, to support his studies.

"Haha... I knew you could do it, kid! Just wait! I'll go report to the town and then organize a village meeting," the old village chief shouted happily.

"Village Chief... come to my place for a drink tonight," Chen Xuan invited, driving the three-wheeled motorcycle forward. This was the village chief's precious vehicle, so he would naturally return it, and he even filled up the gas tank.

"No need..." the old village chief waved his hand and refused, heading home with a smile.

"These are people from later generations, so simple!" Lady Nuwa nodded, praising them with unexpected admiration.

"You might not have heard, but poor mountains and bad waters breed wicked people, and the cities are full of schemes. I want to return to the countryside... A person's good intentions can change in an instant, and in a single moment, there are forty thousand thoughts that shift..."

Chen Xuan wasn't slandering anyone. Human nature was the most complex thing. As the ancestor of humanity, Lady Nuwa, who created humans, must understand. In the future, she shouldn't create such complicated humans.

"So that's how it is..." Lady Nuwa suddenly understood. She looked at the brand-new sky, which wasn't as brilliant as the Primordial World, and indeed, it seemed more complex.

After returning the three-wheeled motorcycle, Chen Xuan took the graceful Lady Nuwa home. His parents were already busy in the kitchen. With a guest at home, they would definitely cook personally, perhaps thinking she was their son's girlfriend...

His parents prepared white-cut chicken, a hen that had been raised for over three years. In the south, no banquet was complete without chicken; it was a custom...

"Mom, Dad... I earned some money selling watermelons today. From now on, I'll take care of the watermelon fields."

Chen Xuan explained his masterpiece at the dinner table. He had expected a round of praise, telling him how great their son was, but the situation turned out differently.

"Feng Xi... come, have this big chicken leg..."

"Feng Xi... how long will you be staying here? We've prepared a room for you. If you need anything, just ask us, and we'll make sure to satisfy you."

His parents' warm solicitations left Lady Nuwa unsure how to respond; it was too awkward. Seeing Chen Xuan gnawing on his rice with a displeased look, she smiled brilliantly and nodded without hesitation, starting to eat her chicken leg.

Chen Xuan was furious...

Is my son not my own flesh and blood...?

The next morning...

A large rooster crowed a few times at the entrance of the enclosure. The old village chief had called a meeting early, and half the villagers had gathered, creating a lively scene.

Chen Xuan was still sleeping in when his mother came to wake him with a stick. The threat of being chained by the ear if he didn't behave was a childhood trauma.

"Little Xuanzi... the village chief said you could sell the unsalable watermelons. Is that true? How much per pound?"

"That's wonderful... as expected of the village's only university student. You've already made a name for yourself as soon as you got home. Reading does give people ideas..."

"Little Xuanzi... hurry up and tell us how to acquire them! I still need to pay tuition fees..."

A group of people swarmed forward when they saw Chen Xuan appear. In those days, everyone was short on money. Some children needed to go to school, some people needed to get married, some needed medical treatment, and they were all waiting for the harvest from their fields.

Chen Xuan coughed lightly and said, "Yesterday, I sold them for two yuan a pound. I'll acquire them at one and a half yuan per pound. What do you think?"

Chen Xuan didn't suppress the price too much. If he wanted to make money, he could increase the unit price at any time, depending on how he operated. With Lady Nuwa's help, everything would fall into place...

"Good, good, good..." The old village chief was very excited. The watermelons, which were practically being given away, had become a hot commodity. He was overjoyed and patted Chen Xuan's shoulder, saying, "Everyone trusts you. How do you plan to acquire them..."

Chen Xuan thought for a moment and said, "I'll draft a contract first. I'll contract all the watermelons in the village. No matter how many pounds are produced, they'll be calculated at two yuan per pound. You can come to sign the contract this afternoon."

"Okay... we'll come over after lunch this afternoon," the old village chief said, leading a group of people away grandly.

The entire village had at least twenty mu of watermelons, which was a significant undertaking. There had to be a contract to bind both parties; being too nice could easily lead to exploitation.

Beep beep...

As Chen Xuan was getting busy, his phone vibrated a few times. It turned out to be a message from KouKou. Zhou Yanhong was on her way to Chenjia Village and was determined to secure the large watermelon order.

As expected, they came to my door...

About half an hour later, a beautiful little car entered the village, startling some of the villagers. They saw that it was heading to Chen Xuan's house, and Zhou Yanhong, dressed in a red dress and exuding elegance, got out at the entrance, accompanied by a beautiful secretary...

"Haha... Boss Zhou... you've finally arrived..." Chen Xuan excitedly went out to greet her.

Zhou Yanhong smiled slightly, displaying the demeanor of the Zhou Family's eldest daughter. She showed no disdain for poverty or love for riches; instead, she was more approachable. "Don't joke around. Your watermelons are crucial to our business, so I had to come..."

"How much are you planning to buy this time?" Chen Xuan asked with a smile.

"However much you have, we'll take it all. How about two yuan per jin, like yesterday?" Zhou Yanhong said sincerely.

"Okay..." Chen Xuan didn't try to raise the price. After all, watermelons are a seasonal product, and he was giving most of the profit to the villagers. There would be plenty of opportunities to make money in the future.

"Great... Let's go inside and sign the contract now. We need a batch of watermelons immediately. It's an emergency; the hotel is overwhelmed with orders..." Zhou Yanhong was a bit impatient, needing to get several large trucks of watermelons.

"Okay..." Chen Xuan happily agreed.