The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor

74: Chapter 74: Addiction 74: Chapter 74: Addiction Engaging in animal husbandry is not the same as farming; it involves buying piglets, building pens, and a host of other matters.

Although Liu Hun had long considered this idea, at the moment, firstly, he wasn’t the village chief, which gave him some influence but it was still without official standing.

Secondly, it required quite a bit of investment, and he needed to accumulate some funds to proceed.

Ying Nanhong looked at Liu Hun with sparkling eyes, like he was a plate of juicy, succulent braised pork.

Nobody knew why, but her almond-shaped eyes became even more lustrous, almost drooling.

She liked men with brains and ambition, even more so if they were better than she was in every way—men who could genuinely conquer her.

Listening to Liu Hun, Ying Nanhong felt as if she could already see lively piglets lining up to enter her kitchen.

Her big bottom kept wriggling uncomfortably in anticipation.

“Yes!

I just want…

Ouch!” Ying Nanhong slapped the table in preparation to continue her sentence, but the chair beneath her became fed up with being rubbed and collapsed with a loud crash.

Liu Hun never expected Ying Nanhong to break the chair, and he quickly bent down to help her up.

As he lifted Ying Nanhong, he felt something was odd; her legs seemed tangled together like a pretzel, so he asked, “Nanhong, what’s wrong?

Did you hurt your leg?” As he spoke, he bent down to look at her leg.

Suddenly, Ying Nanhong gripped Liu Hun’s arm tightly and blushed, panting as she squeezed out a few words, “Don’t…

don’t look!”

“Nanhong, what’s wrong?” Liu Hun’s curiosity was piqued immediately.

As soon as he asked, he looked down, seeing something fall from between Ying Nanhong’s legs.

Liu Hun then understood why Ying Nanhong had been behaving strangely since he walked in, speaking in an awkward manner and constantly rubbing her bottom against the chair.

It turned out he had arrived at just the wrong moment.

Ying Nanhong finally calmed down after a long while.

Her face looked like it had been dipped in crimson ink.

She released Liu Hun’s arm and, lowering her head, shot him a couple of glances, muttering, “This is so embarrassing.”

“Knock, knock, knock!

Knock, knock, knock!

Sister Shi!

Sister Shi!”

Hearing the shouts from outside the door, Ying Nanhong’s heart, which was tangled like a ball of yarn, finally eased, though she still felt a slight sense of disappointment as if she were secretly hoping for some incident to occur.

“Coming!” Ying Nanhong quickly turned her face away and walked over to open the door.

“Sister Shi!

We’ve found Xiao Liu!” A tanned fellow at the door exclaimed excitedly to Ying Nanhong, remarking that she seemed more attractive than usual.

“He hasn’t shown up for days!

Where did you find him?” Ying Nanhong asked while touching her own burning hot face with the back of her hand.

“At that beautiful clothing store; I saw him coming out from there and didn’t know what he was doing!” The man expressed his confusion to Ying Nanhong.

Ying Nanhong pouted immediately, saying, “You may not know, but I do: that clothing shop is just a front—a den of iniquity selling mutton in place of daggers, gambling away with indecent people till the world goes dark.

I bet they’ll all end up with broken families, arrested and fed from prison!”

“What?

That place is a gambling den?” Liu Hun, standing behind, stepped forward immediately to ask Ying Nanhong upon hearing this.

“Well…

I just heard it from people dining here.

All you need to do is hand a hundred dollar bill to the person selling clothes, and they’ll lead you in to gamble.” When Ying Nanhong saw Liu Hun coming over, her voice lowered, and she dropped her head.

The dim-skinned fellow noticed that the situation wasn’t quite right here; why did a freezing cold day suddenly turn into the warmth of early spring sunshine?

With a cheeky grin, he said, “Heh heh, looks like we’ll be changing owners for this shop!”

Ying Nanhong, being keen-witted, immediately understood the underlying meaning in his words.

Her heart was a mixed pot of sweetness and worries, and she sternly said to the fellow, “Go, go, go!

Stop talking nonsense here!

Get to work!”

After the fellow left, Liu Hun immediately said to Ying Nanhong, “Nanhong, I still have some business to tend to; I can’t stay here much longer.

But when our village gets a breeding farm, I’ll definitely come to you first!” With those words, he hurriedly left the restaurant.

Watching Liu Hun’s departing figure, Ying Nanhong felt like her heart had walked into a spice shop, experiencing a mix of emotions before finally sighing, “Ah!

I’ll have to handle it myself!” She turned around, entered the house, and closed the door.

Ping’an Town wasn’t large, and finding a certain shop or store wasn’t difficult.

Liu Hun soon located the beautiful clothing store and stepped inside.

“Buying clothes?

Feel free to look around!” The woman, who was eating sunflower seeds, glanced Liu Hun up and down and casually remarked without any real intention of greeting him.

Liu Hun didn’t want to waste time here, so he pulled out a hundred-yuan bill and handed it to the woman, saying, “I’m here to play.”

“Oh!

So you’re in the know.

I figured you didn’t look like someone buying clothes.

Follow me!” The woman took the money from his hand, tossed aside the sunflower seeds, lifted the curtain, and led him into the inner room.

The inner room wasn’t large, but the key was an hidden door.

After opening the hidden door, the woman said to Liu Hun, “Go on in, there’s plenty of cash waiting for you inside!”

Crossing the threshold, Liu Hun found that the shop had both a front and a backyard.

The yard was filled with dense trees and shrubs, scarcely providing a view of its scope and the extent of shenanigans within.

“Oh!

You look unfamiliar.

Is this your first time here?

What do you want to play?

Poker?

Mahjong?

Or dice?” A man in a sleeveless vest and a shaved head approached Liu Hun to welcome him.

Liu Hun mulled over the idea that he definitely couldn’t admit he was there to find someone, so he had to indulge a bit to get the lay of the land.

He said to the bald man, “I’ll play whatever’s most popular.”

The bald man sized up Liu Hun, then unexpectedly asked, “Mind if I ask, who told you about our place, or who introduced you?”

“Oh!

I’m Liu Hun from Wanbao Village.

I’m pretty close with our village chief, so…

that’s why I’m here!” Liu Hun answered with a smile, realizing that the bald man’s question inadvertently helped him test the waters.

Sure enough, hearing Ye Canghai’s name, the alertness disappeared from the bald man’s face instantly.

He chuckled and said, “Don’t worry about it.

We’re just cautious here.

‘An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure.’ Since you were directed here by Chief Ye, please enjoy yourself; our dice game is sure to keep you entertained!”

Then, the bald man led Liu Hun through a twisting path to a clearing surrounded by osmanthus trees.

In the center, four large tables were laid out, with a group of people exuberantly cheering.

“It’s a hundred to start here.

Shell out the money and play till you’re pleased, whenever you want to leave is up to you!

Just look around yourself—I have other matters to attend to!” After speaking, the bald man left.

Liu Hun reckoned that the bald man must be going to verify his identity, but didn’t mind.

He took a careful walk around the four large tables but didn’t see any sign of Ye Canghai.

He muttered to himself that maybe Ye Canghai was busy with something else.

As expected, the bald man found Ding Yajun, who was sipping tea along a small path.

He hurriedly said to Ding Yajun, “Brother Ding, a new guy’s here today, looks like he has some presence.

Says he was introduced by Ye Canghai; he’s from Wanbao Village and calls himself…

Liu Hun!

Yes!

That’s the name!”

“Pfft!” Ding Yajun spat out his tea like a water gun on the bald man’s face, asking in shock, “Erzi, what did you say?

Liu Hun?!”

Erzi wiped the tea from his face and nodded quickly, saying, “That’s what he told me.

Brother Ding, is there something wrong with this guy?

Is he not introduced by Ye Canghai?”

Ding Yajun stood still for a moment like a buried person, then suddenly asked Erzi, “Erzi, what’s Ye Canghai’s situation now?”

“I’d seen him lose over ten thousand before; now it’s probably even more.

Brother Ding, Ye Canghai is a hopeless money pit.

We can’t loan him any more money.” Erzi solemnly told Ding Yajun, finding Ye Canghai’s face inauspicious.

Ding Yajun pondered over it for a while, then suddenly flashed a crafty smile and said to Erzi, “Erzi, gather everyone who can be called, and have them all ready and waiting.”

“Ha!

Brother Ding, is this to deal with that surnamed Guan kid?

Why bother with others; leave it to me, I’ll handle him in no time, make him call you grandpa.” Erzi boasted but didn’t even maintain this haughty look for two seconds before Ding Yajun slapped him on the head like a hollow watermelon.

“What do you know?

That kid fights like a living King Yan, and with a demeanor like yours, in three minutes your mom will have to come and pick up your arms and legs!” Ding Yajun still felt a chill in his heart at the thought of being bullied painfully by Liu Hun in Fen Ran’s house.

That was only dislocation.

If he combined everything else, it was either crematorium or psychiatric hospital.

“Brother Ding!

Is this kid really as ruthless as you say?

This…

this is the first time I’ve heard there’s someone like that in Wanbao Village!

So, what should we do now?” Erzi asked Ding Yajun, feeling somewhat unconvinced.

Ding Yajun had already thought through the strategy and said to Erzi, “First, we need to figure out why the kid came here!

If he came to make trouble, follow my orders.

When the time comes, all of you surround him.

I just can’t believe it; so many people can’t handle him.

But if he’s here to find Ye Canghai or just to play, hmph…” As he spoke, Ding Yajun mimicked slicing meat in the air and then clenched his fist, saying, “Ye Canghai told me that the kid surnamed Guan had gathered a lot of money in Wanbao Village.

We’ll peel layer after layer off his money and then peel off his skin!

Like a cat playing with a mouse, we’ll play with him first before finishing him!”

“Brother Ding, brilliant!

I’ll go make preparations!” Erzi brushed his bald head and immediately turned to rally people.

Soon, Ding Yajun arrived at the dice game area and approached Liu Hun with a smile, saying, “Hey!

Liu Hun, what a coincidence!

Running into you here!”

“Ding Yajun…” Liu Hun hadn’t expected Ding Yajun to suddenly appear in front of him.

Remembering the money Ye Canghai owed, he connected the dots and asked Ding Yajun, “Is this your place?”