Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

When Lu Yuan returned, the deer had been taken care of, and the skin had been completely peeled off by Zhao Bin, and set aside to dry in the sun.

Zhao Bin approached and asked in a low voice: "Young Master, the venison has been processed. What do you want to do with it?"

Lu Yuan stopped when he heard the words. He looked back at the bloody venison with a look of indifference on his face.

"Let them divide it."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked a few steps, then suddenly turned around again, pointed at the Gu Panxia family and said to Zhao Bin again: "Send twenty pounds to that family."

After saying that, without looking at Zhao Bin's reaction, he turned around and entered the courtyard of the village chief's house.

Zhao Bin looked at the door of Gu Panxia's house with a dazed look in his eyes.

Could it be that the young master of his family knows someone from that family? This shouldn't be the case. It was obviously their first time in this small village. How could the young master know the people here?

Could it be that we just met? This was impossible. He knew very well what kind of temperament their young master had. It was impossible for him to get to know a stranger in such a short period of time.

He couldn't figure it out, and in the end he could only shake his head and give up.

"My master said, keep twenty kilograms of this meat, and you can divide the rest among yourselves."

"Really...really?"

The village chief was stunned for a while, and other people also looked excited and shocked.

This meat weighs about one hundred and twenty kilograms, but that young man only only has twenty kilograms?

The village chief suppressed the excitement in his heart and pretended to be confused: "Isn't this not good? These two young masters hunted this, we are just helping to deal with it!"

Zhao Bin glanced at him indifferently and said, "Whatever my master says, you can do whatever you want. No need to say anything more."

The village elder blushed and felt a little displeased, but because of their identities, he not only dared to be angry but dared not say anything, but also said yes with a smile on his face.

Those who had people at home who came to help had smiles on their faces when they heard this.

That's meat, and it's a rare game. Hunters in the village usually take it to the town to sell it, but today they got it for nothing. Isn't it happy?

Seeing everyone standing there in a daze, the village chief quickly gave instructions: "Quick, save twenty kilograms of the best meat and divide the rest."

There were ten people who came to help this time, including Uncle Jiang, Yang Shan and the village chief's son Chen Nian.

Although Lu Yuan ordered only twenty kilograms to be kept, the village chief finally gave him fifty kilograms, and the others a few kilograms each, and gave the rest to the village chief.

"Sir, this meat is not as good as..."

The village chief looked at Zhao Bin and was about to say that it would be better to let his son help with the meat, but Zhao Bin picked up the meat and carried it into Gu Panxia's home in full view of everyone.

The people standing there were all stunned when they saw it.

"Then...isn't that Gu Da Yatou's house? Does that young master recognize her?" Someone asked in confusion.

Mrs. Zhang looked at it, and disdain suddenly flashed across her face, "Bah~ I have learned the skill of seducing people at a young age. It is indeed a thing that has been raised by others and has no one to support it. It has completely disgraced our Gu family!"

Uncle Jiang was about to leave, but when he heard this, his face became angry, "I said Mrs. Zhang, she is your niece, you can say such things!"

He originally didn't want to argue with these women, but he had watched Panxia's child grow up. How could he not know what kind of temper he had? How could he do such a rebellious thing?

A woman who was close to Aunt Liu also interjected: "That's right, Mrs. Zhang, debt collectors will probably come to your door again tomorrow. Instead of worrying about Gu Dashan, you are more interested in taking care of Gu Da Yatou's affairs."

When Mrs. Zhang heard this, she glared at the woman fiercely, then spat again before turning around and leaving.