Evening.
Chen Mu frowned as he carried two fish home.
He happened to come across a fisherman in the East Market and barely managed to snatch up the two fish for one hundred and forty copper coins.
Then a steward from a wealthy household appeared and bought everything, fish and basket included.
He couldn't buy any more even if he wanted to.
"Two fish aren't enough."
Chen Mu was distressed.
The cured meat he had in his cellar was completely gone.
He could only rely on eggs to supplement his protein every day.
Shape Cultivation Technique consumed a lot, and eggs alone couldn't sustain it.
"I need to find a way to get some meat to eat."
...
The mountains behind Chen Family Village.
The dense forest exuded a faint smell of dampness mixed with decaying foliage.
Sunlight filtered through the leaves, creating a mottled pattern of light and shadow on the ground.
A crystal clear droplet of water fell from a green leaf and landed in a puddle the size of a palm.
Plop!
