She set down the alchemy cauldron, tossed in a Fireball Talisman, and brought the water to a boil. Then she threw in the chickens and ducks, scalding them before plucking their feathers.
Looking at her process, everything seemed perfectly normal—until she poured the water out, and little Xu Hengliang nearly threw up. The stench was simply unbearable.
Jiang Wan drew a deep breath, puffed out her cheeks, held it in, and began plucking feathers. Chicken and duck feathers flew everywhere, leaving Xu Hengliang standing nearby in a flaxen stupor.
He stared in astonishment at the little girl covered in feathers and the four chickens and ducks that had been plucked smooth and bare.
Jiang Wan planted her hands on her hips and raised her chin.
"Calling me Martial Uncle won't do you any wrong. It's a guaranteed profit. See how amazing your Martial Uncle is?"
Xu Hengliang's mouth twitched as he said without the slightest insincerity, "You're amazing!"
"So what are you planning to do with this fish?"
Jiang Wan tilted her head at him and beckoned.
"Master's Nephew, come here. In the future, aren't you going to travel and gain experience with your Grandmaster—my master?"
Xu Hengliang nodded. "Yeah!"
Jiang Wan immediately began coaxing him along step by step.
"Then after you go out, would you rather eat a bucket of hodgepodge stew, or roast chicken and grilled fish?"
Xu Hengliang rolled his eyes. Of course he did not want hodgepodge stew. He could not even think about it, or he would blegh.
"What are you trying to do?"
Jiang Wan said, "As your Martial Uncle, I ought to teach you a skill or two. Today, I'll teach you how not to starve to death."
"Not starve to death?"
"I have Bigu Pills on me. I was never going