A Divine Farmer

Chapter 209 - Strong Dragon Meets the Shallow Water Again

?This was merely an ordinary fruit knife that, despite any amount of sharpening, could never be truly sharp. After several minutes of futile effort, Zhang Xiaolong could only shake his head in resignation. It appeared that divine power was the only option for the necessary modifications.

With meticulous care, he channeled his divine power to alter the knife's internal structure. Gradually, the blade thinned to the delicacy of a cicada's wing, and the entire knife took on a translucent appearance. After lightly testing the newly honed edge with his fingers, he nodded, pleased with the result.

?”Xiaohong, this might sting a bit,” Zhang Xiaolong cautioned, “but using this method will remove the scar more quickly. Just try to bear with it for a little while.”

“Okay, I understand, Mr. Xiaolong. Go ahead, I trust you,” Zheng Hong replied, her confidence in Zhang Xiaolong unwavering, free from any reservations about his treatment.

?Before proceeding, Zhang Xiaolong had prepared a poultice from the Beauty Preserving Grass. With the medicinal paste ready, he began the delicate task of excising Zheng Hong's scar. His precise cut removed the blemish flawlessly, achieving a level of accuracy that even the most skilled surgeon might envy.

Previously, when he operated on Su Mei in Yishui, the procedure involved extracting a bullet from the brain—a complex task due to the intricate nature of the brain's tissues. Uncertain of the specifics, Zhang Xiaolong had wisely refrained from acting hastily and sought a doctor's assistance.

This time, however, the situation was different. With all the wounds externally accessible and fully understood, Zhang Xiaolong's actions were executed with unparalleled precision.

Still, as the old scars were excised, fresh blood began to ooze from the sites. Without hesitation, Zhang Xiaolong summoned a wisp of divine energy, staunching the bleeding and alleviating the pain.

?His knife resumed its dance, the blade moving with fluid grace. Lee Xiulian, despite her deep trust in Zhang Xiaolong's abilities, couldn't help but feel anxious as she watched the knife flit across a woman's face.

?In no time at all, the scars had been completely removed, leaving behind raw, albeit somewhat frightening, patches of skin. Without delay, Zhang Xiaolong applied the medicinal paste to the wounds, and a soothing coolness immediately took the place of the lingering pain.

“Alright, in less than two days, your wound will be completely healed, and there won't be any scars left,” Zhang Xiaolong said, examining the results and nodding with a look of satisfaction.

“Really?” Zheng Hong was hopeful but still found it hard to believe.

“Absolutely. You don't even need to cut the wound; just apply the medicine directly, and the scars will fade. That would typically take about a month to work, but with this method, it'll only take two days,” Zhang Xiaolong explained with a smile.

Of course, not just anyone could heal so quickly; it required Zhang Xiaolong's divine power and precise control during the procedure.

With this assurance, Zheng Hong felt completely at ease.

Lee Xiulian then asked, “Once Xiaohong's face is healed, do you plan to stay in the village, or are you thinking of heading to Qingyang City?”

“I…” Zheng Hong paused to think. “I still want to leave. No matter what Wang Fugui turns into, I don't want to have anything to do with him anymore.”

“That troublemaker,” Lee Xiulian said, her anger rising, “Your brother Mr. Zhuzi has already reported him to the police. It looks like he'll be spending some time behind bars. Wang Jiutou and Fugui's mother both tried to intercede on his behalf, but this is the second time he's done this. He acts as if he's above the law. Xiaolong, what's your take?”

“We should let the police and the courts handle it. It's not worth our energy,” Zhang Xiaolong replied, unconcerned.

Wang Fugui may have acted on impulse, but even so, you can't just go around attacking people with a knife. We live in a society governed by laws. If everyone acted on impulse with violence, the world would be in complete disorder.

Two days later, Zheng Hong washed the medicinal clay from her face and, as promised, her skin was as smooth as ever, with a newfound radiance. Overwhelmed with joy, she couldn't help but cry.

On the third day, unbeknownst to everyone, Zheng Hong slipped away quietly, leaving behind only a letter for Zhang Xiaolong.

In the letter, she expressed her gratitude to Zhang Xiaolong for rescuing her from the depths of despair and giving her a chance to start anew, sparing her from a continued descent into a hellish existence.

The money Zhang Xiaolong had given her was all carefully kept in an envelope, untouched.

“She believes that she can earn her own money in the future and won't need anyone else's help,” Chen Yaru remarked, eyeing the cash.

Zhang Xiaolong, however, shook his head: “Xiaohong was deceived into coming here and then suffered greatly in Clear River Village. The village owes her; no sum of money can truly compensate for that.”

“It's too bad she won't get to see what Clear River Village will look like in two years!” Yang Jingjing lamented.

“That's not necessarily true. Now that Xiaohong has come to terms with her situation, she's bound to live a better life. Maybe one day she'll catch a glimpse of Clear River Village online,” Chen Yaru asserted confidently. “But first, we need to focus on developing this place!”

“Yaru's got a point. We need to develop this area and not let Wang Fugui shake our resolve,” Zhang Xiaolong declared, taking a deep breath. “I used to dream of making every family wealthy, but if people don't strive for better, no amount of money I give them will change their situation. We'll do our part and help those who are willing to work hard. After all, not even divine intervention can help those who refuse to help themselves.”

According to the information Lee Xiulian relayed, dozens of households were indeed planning to start vegetable gardens, with each family cultivating roughly three to five acres.

Zhang Xiaolong had anticipated this. Last year, when he wanted to start a vegetable garden, Zhang Daniu was only willing to spare one acre of land. Without certainty, no one dared to put all their hopes into it.

The fact that these families were now willing to farm three to five acres was commendable. Once they start seeing profits, it's likely that many more will join in.

Eventually, this will lead to a gradual shift in the mindset of the entire Clear River Village, and the situation of poverty will slowly improve.

Zhang Xiaolong had planted the Beauty Preserving Grass in the greenhouse, confident that it would soon become a sought-after product.

Meanwhile, Chen Yaru received news that Su Mei, who had previously wrested control of the Strong Dragon Group from them, was now aggressively launching a new beverage. Unfortunately, it seemed to be failing, not only failing to reverse the company's downturn but also falling into the pitfall of low-price promotions.

“Should we consider buying back Strong Dragon Group from the Su family?” Chen Yaru suggested tentatively. “To the Su family, Strong Dragon Group is now a massive liability. Letting it go might result in a loss of several hundred million, but it wouldn't damage their core strength. Yet, if they sink deeper, it could harm the very vitality of the entire Su family. I'm convinced that Su Mingtang will realize this.”

Zhang Xiaolong shook his head. “That's probably not going to be easy. Su Mingtang might see it, and I believe Su Mei isn't a fool either—she can see it too. But she's quite reckless, and I'm afraid that once she's set on something, she won't back down easily.”

While they were discussing this, Zhang Xiaolong's phone began to ring—it was Su Mingtang calling.

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