Chapter 89: Isn’t mediocrity a kind of happiness?

Early in the morning

The North Street Vegetable Market was crowded with people

The crowds of people who got up early to buy vegetables were noisy, and the streets were full of small vendors selling vegetables.

"Come on, take a look!"

"Three days before Zhuji Meat Shop opened, the price of meat was 20% cheaper."

"Uncle Liu is here? Are you buying pig's trotters or large intestines today?"

At the meat stall

Wei Hong held a butcher knife and enthusiastically solicited customers.

These customers included old customers and new customers attracted by the low prices. For a while, the butcher shop was crowded.

"Hey, brother, why don't you weigh the meat?" An aunt asked in confusion.

"What are you weighing? Is this your first time buying meat at Zhuji Meat Shop?"

"Wei the butcher is known as the best knife in Anlefang. He can chop up bandits and pigs, sheep, cattle and horses. He can cut as much as you want with one knife. There is absolutely no mistake!"

"That's right. Wei the butcher is a particular person. He will not be short of weight."

The old customers on the side boasted with all their might.

The aunt said with disbelief: "Give me two pounds of tenderloin. If you don't weigh it, I won't pay you."

"Okay!" Wei Hong smiled while sharpening the knife and cutting the meat: "If I cut it one centimeter off, you can just take the meat and leave. I won't charge you a penny."

After that, he cut it with one knife!

A piece of tenderloin with perfect appearance was cut off.

It was thrown on the scale and weighed in public. It was indeed exactly two pounds, not a centimeter off.

"Good skills, amazing!"

"Give me two pounds too!"

"I want one pound of pig intestines."

The guests were amazed and rushed to buy.

Zhu Sihai was stunned and couldn't help asking Li Daniu in shock: "Does he have this skill?"

"Of course!" Li Daniu said proudly: "Brother Hong is not only good at killing pigs, but also sells meat in a straight line. He has never missed a time when collecting money. There are many skills you don't know, otherwise why would Tan Fei fight to keep him?"

"Hey!"

Zhu Sihai smiled and shook his head, sighing that he was lucky.

Talents like Wei Hong are really treasures. With excellent skills, they can thrive anywhere. This time, choosing to cooperate with him, the butcher shop's business will be prosperous in the near future.

Looking back at the busy boy in the butcher shop!

Zhu Sihai praised and sighed again.

He found that Wei Hong, with a few young men, could manage the butcher shop inside and out. He and Li Daniu only needed to arrange the collection and delivery of pigs, and they didn't need to worry about anything.

It can be said that the entire butcher shop is now almost supported by Wei Hong alone.

Zhu Sihai has been in the bottom for decades, and he is definitely the best of the best, so he has no envy, jealousy or hatred, but only relief.

"It seems that in a few years, I can lie down and retire!" Zhu Sihai joked.

"You founded Zhu's Meat Shop." Li Daniu smiled and comforted: "No matter what time it is, you will be the big boss."

"Hahaha!"

Zhu Sihai laughed heartily, and he was in a good mood.

While chatting, there was a commotion on the street.

"Great victory!"

"Eight hundred miles of urgent work, the vanguard camp of the anti-rebellion army defeated the front of the anti-king coalition in Lantian County, Cangzhou, and beheaded more than 30,000 people!"

"Great victory, great victory!"

A soldier riding a tall horse with a flag on his back galloped all the way.

He kept shouting and yelling as he headed straight for the Ministry of War, attracting the attention of passers-by along the way.

"Great victory? No way? General Meng has only been on the expedition for more than ten days, and the army has probably not even traveled seven or eight hundred miles. How could it be so successful so quickly?"

"Yes, didn't they say that the rebel army had many new recruits and was preparing to train while marching south?"

"Hehe, what do you know? General Meng likes to win by surprise when leading the army, and is even better at using cavalry to charge, first breaking through the enemy's defense line and then pressing forward with the army, so the vanguard army's cavalry rushing over a thousand miles is like playing."

"So that's how it is, worthy of being General Meng, so awesome!"

"Hahaha, I said that a mere thief can't make a big wave, right? What storms hasn't the Great Zhou seen in the past eight hundred years? The princes just make a fuss in their own fiefdoms, and the court will destroy them if they send troops!"

In the streets and alleys!

Passers-by were excited by the good news.

Everyone was talking to their friends, and the restaurants were full of people. Many gossipers were eager to know more gossip, and the storytellers naturally had new topics.

Wei Hong didn't react much to this.

The victory or defeat of the army in a battle doesn't mean anything.

Moreover, the battle was far away in Cangzhou, and it was unlikely to affect the capital, so it didn't have much impact on him. He should just kill pigs and sell meat honestly.

"Are you envious?"

Wei Hong glanced and found that Luan Xiaoqi was full of yearning.

He kept listening to others talking about the battlefield.

How could he not understand that this was a young man's yearning for galloping on the battlefield and being crowned as a prime minister? If he didn't have the memory of his previous life, I'm afraid he would be as excited as Luan Xiaoqi, right?

"Of course I envy you!" Luan Xiaoqi nodded frankly and admitted, "Who doesn't want to leave a name in history and be granted a title? Unfortunately, I am not strong enough. If I had practiced martial arts earlier, I would have had the opportunity to follow General Meng into battle. Fighting bravely in the army can earn you secret medicines and manuals. If I didn't have younger brothers and sisters to support, I would definitely want to give it a try."

"A chance to be cannon fodder?" Wei Hong sneered and asked, "Who will support your brothers and sisters? You don't think you are the son of destiny and can survive on the battlefield with swords and guns raining down, right?"

"Me?" Luan Xiaoqi's face flushed, and he argued with some dissatisfaction: "How many brave generals have risen from humble beginnings in the storyteller's mouth, why can't I do it?"

"You only see these brave generals who survived, but you don't know that thousands and millions of people died on the battlefield to produce such a lucky person whose ancestors burned incense." Wei Hong patted his shoulder and smiled, "Countless young people in the world have the same passionate dream as you, and they all fantasize about being able to establish an unprecedented achievement and save the building from collapse? But in the end, they can only become bugs crushed under the wheels of history."

"Young man, when you learn to admit your mediocrity, you will mature!"

Luan Xiaoqi looked a little stunned.

Wei Hong laughed dumbly but didn't say anything more.

His talent is the best among this group of teenagers. He can reach 70 kilograms of arm strength after practicing martial arts for a month. I believe he can reach 200 kilograms within a year. He is definitely a gifted genius among the common people.

But it is too difficult to stand out in this world!

Talent is only one aspect. Resources, vision, and background are all mountains that are difficult to cross. The later a teenager like Luan Xiaoqi sees himself clearly, the more painful he will be in the end.

Mediocrity, isn't it a kind of happiness?

"It's better to kill pigs, so there is meat to eat!" Wei Hong sighed in his heart.