The Greatest Village Doctor In The World

Chapter 1097 Ham

Here’s the translation:

"Watch out!"

Ling Feng shouted and reached out to pull Hehua behind him!

At the same time, a snarling wolf with gleaming fangs lunged straight for him!

"Bang!"

Ling Feng swung a punch, sending the ravenous wolf flying!

With a thud, the wolf hit the ground, twitched briefly, and lay dead.

Looking back at Hehua, he saw her face was pale, her eyes filled with fear. Ling Feng quickly comforted her, "Don’t be afraid, the wolf’s already dead!"

"It scared me half to death!"

Hehua patted her chest, her expression still full of lingering fear.

Ling Feng felt a surge of relief, "The mountain is really dangerous. Luckily, I came down here. If that wolf had managed to ambush you just now, it would’ve spelled trouble!"

"Yeah! It’s so strange—there aren’t usually wolves around the village, but one showed up today!" Hehua replied, still shaken.

Ling Feng couldn’t figure it out either. He walked over to pick up the wolf’s corpse, then turned to say, "Let’s head back. This thing might come in handy."

"Mm, a wolf pelt can be sold for a thousand bucks!" Hehua nodded.

"Perfect, then consider it a gift for your family. It’s only polite—can’t show up for a meal empty-handed. At the very least, I should bring a present!" Ling Feng said with a laugh.

"That’s too generous! You should keep it for yourself!" Hehua protested.

"What would I do with it? It’s too much trouble to deal with!" Ling Feng chuckled.

Back at the village, they entered the house. When everyone saw Ling Feng carrying a wolf, they thought he had found it in the mountains.

But when Hehua explained that Ling Feng had killed it with a single punch, the entire group was dumbfounded!

After their initial shock, though, lunch was ready, and He Ping’an said, "Let’s eat first; we’ll talk about the wolf later!"

Everyone gathered around the table. Seeing the spread of dishes, Ling Feng smiled and said, "No need for formalities—thanks, Uncle He, for your generosity!"

"What’s this? All these dishes were made by me! Aren’t you going to thank the chef?" Little Lian teased.

"You’re absolutely right! Thank you to the wonderful chef, too!" Ling Feng quickly added.

"Much better!"

Little Lian smirked but didn’t steal the spotlight, continuing, "Alright, try this ham stew. Once you taste it, you’ll be thanking Grandpa Zhao right away!"

Ling Feng eyed the creamy white soup on the table, scooping up a spoonful to taste.

As soon as it hit his palate, his eyes went wide: "This is delicious!"

"Aged ham stew has unmatched flavor. Now do you see?" Little Lian asked.

"It’s clearly pork, yet it’s so exquisitely savory. Incredible!" Ling Feng praised.

"That’s not all—try this next," she said, pointing to thin slices of raw meat that had been expertly sliced until nearly translucent.

Ling Feng picked up a slice and popped it into his mouth, and his eyes widened again.

Purely aromatic!

At that moment, "aroma" was the only word in Ling Feng’s mind.

The others smiled as they watched his stunned expression, amused.

Having savored it, Ling Feng turned to Zhao Sanquan right away: "Grandpa Zhao, do you have more of this ham?"

"I’ve got one more piece left. Why?" Zhao Sanquan asked.

"Can I buy it? Please?" Ling Feng asked with urgency.

This was the first time he’d tasted such a delicacy, and he immediately thought of bringing it back for everyone to try!

Especially Li Shiyun—it’d be perfect to nourish her!

Hearing his request, Zhao Sanquan chuckled, "Buy it? I’ll just gift it to you!"

"No way! I can’t accept it for free!"

Ling Feng insisted, asking afterward, "By the way, do you have more ham? I want to buy as much as possible!"

"That’ll be hard. Folks from the village don’t sell it—we cure it to keep for ourselves, to eat around the New Year. There’s barely any surplus!" Zhao Sanquan explained.

"Such a pity! This could be a great business opportunity—why don’t people make more to sell?" Ling Feng asked.

Zhao Sanquan laughed, "You’re a rural kid too—you should understand this. Who has the money to raise so many pigs? Who has the patience to wait three years?"

"True,"

Ling Feng nodded, though a thought began to take root in his mind.

But for now, it was just an idea—it’d be tough to execute.

He said no more, joining the others for their meal.

After lunch, Ling Feng helped skin the wolf, cutting its meat into small pieces before bidding them farewell.

As he was leaving, Little Lian winked at him. Ling Feng immediately understood, and after following Zhao Sanquan to his home and spending some time there, he said, "Grandpa Zhao, I’m just stepping out for a bit!"

"Be careful. With wolves around the village, you need to stay alert!" Zhao Sanquan reminded him.

"Don’t worry. If any wolves cross my path, they’re just bringing me more meat—I won’t let them off lightly!"

Ling Feng laughed and stepped out the door.

Soon, he sneaked over to Little Lian’s house, cautiously checking there was nobody around before rushing inside.

But the house was empty!

Just as he was puzzled, a voice came from the next room: "Is that you?"

"It’s me, Lian, where are you?"

"I’m bathing. Wait a bit—close the door behind you!" Little Lian called out.

Heart racing, Ling Feng quickly shut the door.

A few minutes later, a snow-white figure emerged from the next room.

Ling Feng froze in astonishment—she wasn’t wearing a thing!

"Look at you, all star-struck. Haven’t you been lonely for a while now?"

Noting his fiery gaze, Little Lian teased with a light laugh.

"You’re spot on!"

Ling Feng swallowed hard and rushed over!

....

...

After a long while, the once-heated breaths in the room calmed. Little Lian collapsed into Ling Feng’s arms, her eyes shimmering with allure.

Glancing at her, Ling Feng chuckled, "So, do you believe twenty minutes isn’t enough now?"

"Mm, I believe you." Little Lian murmured.

Suddenly, she sighed softly, "I think I’m falling for you. What should I do?"

"Huh?"

Ling Feng froze, utterly flustered. How was he supposed to respond to such a direct confession?

Seeing his reaction, Little Lian giggled, "Relax, I’m teasing you. But I’ll treasure today’s memories forever. You’re not from here, and one day, you’ll leave, won’t you?"

"That’s right."

Ling Feng nodded, hugging her closer. "Thank you, Lian."

"It’s me who should thank you. You’ve shown me something I never knew... something I never imagined..."

Her cheeks were flushed, hesitation cutting short her words.

Ling Feng chuckled, fully understanding her meaning.

As the two embraced in peaceful silence, a shout came from outside: "Is anyone here? Come out!"

The hostile voice belonged to a young man. Ling Feng turned to Little Lian: "What’s going on?"