In years of famine and drought, their village even rejected fatty meat.

Chapter 315 Not enough

"I have just received news that the person in charge of Chenjia Village has recently arrived in the county seat."

Sun Shu said with a fawning expression, "As long as we control that person, Young Master Bloodfeather Chicken will have as many as he wants."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xi's eyes lit up. He had already heard Sun Shu talk about the effects of Blood Feather Chicken. If there were an inexhaustible supply of Blood Feather Chicken, wouldn't that mean...

How could I make rapid progress in martial arts and gain my father's favor?

The Wang family, a large and prestigious family, undoubtedly values ​​martial arts talent. Although Wang Xi is currently favored by his father, the head of the family, this favor is not secure because he lacks talent and is not good enough at academics.

Therefore, upon learning of the Blood Feather Chicken, such a magical breed of chicken, Wang Xi immediately became very interested, hoping to gain his father's favor through the Blood Feather Chicken.

"Not bad!"

Wang Xi laughed, drunkenly walked to Sun Shu's side, and gently stroked Sun Shu's back as if caressing a beautiful woman's skin. "Sun Shu, you did well. This young master must reward you properly tonight!"

Sun Shu's body stiffened, a hint of humiliation flashing in his eyes. The reason he was able to become Wang Xi's follower was not because of his martial arts talent, but because of... Wang Xi's sexual fetish.

This man was not only lecherous, but also bisexual, and he had a particular fondness for strong men, and Sun Shu was one of his male lovers!

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The next day.

As the sun rose, Manager Wang arrived at Wangxing Restaurant and led Chen Dao and Chen Cheng to the Prefectural Governor's Mansion.

The prefectural governor's residence was not far from Wangxing Tower. After walking for about fifteen minutes, a mansion appeared in front of them.

The prefectural governor's mansion was not as magnificent as Chen Dao had imagined. Instead, it gave people a sense of antiquity and low-keyness, and a burly man was guarding the gate.

After Wang, the shopkeeper, negotiated with the gatekeeper, the group was able to pass through smoothly and enter the prefectural governor's mansion, arriving at the main hall.

Chen Dao subtly surveyed the situation in the hall. Sitting in the main seat was a middle-aged man. The man was slightly overweight, with round cheeks and a pair of squinty eyes that looked extremely endearing.

Beside the man sat a young girl.

The girl has an oval face with delicate eyebrows and eyes. Her slightly rounded oval face makes her look cute while also giving off a just-right sense of charm.

In the girl's photos, standing there is Qingying, who has traveled with Chen Dao all the way.

The girl, noticing Chen Dao's gaze, looked up at him, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. Although she was mentally prepared, she still couldn't help but be surprised when she saw Chen Dao's still somewhat immature face.

"Master, Miss."

Manager Wang bowed to the two men and said, "The person has been brought!"

"Ah."

Zheng Qing, who was sitting in the main seat, nodded slightly and said, "Young friend Chen, please sit down."

Upon hearing this, Chen Dao walked to a seat and sat down, while Chen Cheng consciously stood behind Chen Dao, fulfilling his duty as a guard.

Looking at Chen Dao, whose expression was neither humble nor arrogant, Zheng Qing's eyes flashed with a hint of appreciation. As the governor of Taicang County, he had seen countless young people. Most of them were trembling with fear in front of him and could not even speak properly. It was rare to see someone like Chen Dao.

"I heard from Manager Wang that young friend Chen wants to learn the Zheng family's Cloud Shadow Palm?"

After Chen Dao sat down, Zheng Qing asked.

"Yes."

"Do you know how important the Cloud Shadow Palm is to the Zheng family?"

"nature!"

Chen Dao nodded and asked in return, "However... the Blood Feather Chicken is equally important to the Zheng family, isn't it?"

Zheng Qing gave Chen Dao a deep look, but did not deny it.

If he didn't want the Blood Feather Chicken, why would he, as the governor of a prefecture, personally meet with Chen Dao?

"Just Bloodfeather Chickens aren't enough!"

Zheng Qing made a pointed remark.

Chen Dao frowned and said, "Prefect, please speak frankly."

"I've heard that there's a breed of chicken in Chenjia Village called the Red Blood Chicken. Is that true?"

Zheng Qing looked directly into Chen Dao's eyes.

There is no doubt about the Zheng family's intelligence gathering capabilities. Long before Manager Wang and Qingying set off, Zheng Qiuyan had already used the Zheng family's resources to investigate the origin of the Blood Feather Chicken and the recent events in Taiping County. Naturally, she also learned of the existence of the Crimson Blood Chicken.

"It's true."

Chen Dao did not deny it. Although he sold few Crimson Blood Chickens, anyone who was willing to inquire would surely know of their existence, so there was no need to deny it.

Zheng Qing and Zheng Qiuyan exchanged a glance, secretly pleased. According to the information they had gathered, the Crimson Blood Chicken was even more effective than the Blood Feather Chicken.

Bloodfeather Chickens are effective against Rank 9 and Rank 8 martial artists, but have only a slight effect on Rank 7 martial artists. Crimson Blood Chickens, on the other hand, are effective against Rank 7 martial artists. If one could obtain the source of this breed...

Suppressing his joy, Zheng Qing said, "If you want my Zheng family's Cloud Shadow Palm, you can exchange it for the business of Blood Feather Chicken and Crimson Blood Chicken!"

Chen Dao frowned. His original idea was to exchange the Blood Feather Chicken business for the Cloud Shadow Palm, but the Zheng family proposed to exchange two different breeds of chicken.

"can."

After considering for a moment, Chen Dao finally nodded. Selling the Crimson Blood Chicken to Li Hu was the same as selling it to the Zheng family; there was no difference.

"Good good!"

Zheng Qing laughed, "Qiu Yan, bring me the Cloud Shadow Palm."

"Okay father."

Before long, a maid handed Chen Dao a brand-new book. The cover of the book had the three large characters "Cloud Shadow Palm" written on it. It was the Cloud Shadow Palm, a mid-grade martial art that Chen Dao had been dreaming of.

"This is the Cloud Shadow Palm, a martial art passed down in my Zheng family."

Zheng Qing explained to Chen Dao, "This martial art can help martial artists cultivate internal strength, and can be cultivated to the peak of the fourth rank at its highest level!"

Chen Dao opened the Cloud Shadow Palm manual, glanced at it quickly, and asked curiously, "Isn't the Prefect afraid that I won't keep my promise after taking the manual?"

"Ha ha!"

Zheng Qing laughed loudly, "I believe in your character, young friend."

Chen Dao smiled noncommittally. The talk about trusting one's own character was just polite talk. The real reason was probably Zheng Qing's confidence in his own strength. As the prefect, few people would dare to lie to Zheng Qing.

Of course, Chen Dao had no intention of breaking his promise. He closed his cultivation manual and said, "Let's talk about the price of Blood Feather Chicken and Crimson Blood Chicken!"

After saying that, before Zheng Qing could speak, Chen Dao continued, "A Blood Feather Chicken costs 80 taels of silver each, and a Crimson Blood Chicken costs 150 taels each. What does the Prefect think?"

Zheng Qing didn't speak, but picked up the teacup on the table and drank the tea. Zheng Qiuyan, who was sitting not far away from him, spoke up.