HLnovel Chapter 178 Carving out the grotto, magical skills improve
Chapter 178 Carving out the grotto, magical skills improve
"Father, I have an idea."
The Wen family is already familiar with Wenwen's tactics.
Whenever she says she has an idea, the whole family needs to be prepared, so that the surprise or shock is too great and too much, and it would be very embarrassing if they couldn't control their expressions.
Wen Qilin took a deep breath, quietly prepared himself, and asked, "What idea do you have? Tell me."
Wen Chengjian and his brothers, naturally, also looked ready and listened attentively.
"Father, let's build a few more caves!"
Cough, cough!
To open a grotto?
How many rooms are left?
What grand words did they hear?
Truly, they won't rest until they say something shocking!
Was this just a casual remark? A wild thought? Or did he truly mean it?
Wen Qilin and Wen Chengjian looked at Wen Wen with strange expressions, as if they wanted to say something but hesitated.
Wenwen looked at the incredulous expressions on everyone's faces.
She knew that carving grottoes was a pipe dream in the eyes of her father and brothers, especially since it was even more impossible to complete in such a short time.
But Wenwen at this moment had that confidence.
Having cultivated fireball techniques in the space for so long, she believed that carving a grotto would not be difficult for her.
However, seeing is believing; only by seeing with one's own eyes can one make a judgment.
Without saying a word, Wenwen walked to the opposite side of the last grotto, found the right spot according to the intervals between the grottoes, channeled her spiritual power into her hands, and shot one large fireball after another directly onto the stone wall.
boom! boom! boom!
Boom! Boom!
boom!
Bang bang bang!
Boom boom boom!
In an instant, a tremendous sound, accompanied by the sound of rocks cracking and rolling, filled the area near the foot of the mountain.
Wen Qilin, Wen Chengjian, and their brothers, along with several children, stared in disbelief at what was happening.
As the dust settled and the rolling stones came to a stop, several well-preserved grottoes appeared before everyone.
These people were not just shocked, they were horrified, weren't they?
After everyone came to their senses, they all looked at Wenwen with starry eyes.
My goodness, daughter/sister/older sister, you've really opened their eyes! Your fireball technique is so skillful, you can tell from the first shot that your magic has improved a lot. They'll have to start practicing this spell soon, it's practically a must-have for camping in the wild.
Once it was confirmed that no more loose stones were rolling, Wenwen entered the newly carved grotto, followed closely by the others.
The interior of the grotto is about the same size as the previous one, except that there are more rubble inside and it's a bit messy.
Wenwen spun around, beaming with pride, and said, "Daddy, brothers, what do you think? Is it alright?"
That arrogance of his, his tone of expecting praise shouldn't be too obvious.
Her family members were all very understanding.
One compliment after another came flying at you like they were free.
"Daughter, your magic is truly amazing. Please give your father some pointers another day!"
"Little sister, your fireball technique has improved again. I admire you, big brother."
"Sister, this grotto is better than the previous one; it's spacious and bright."
"Little sister, these pebbles are so fine, the pressure is just right."
"Sister, you're so amazing! We want to learn from you."
"Sister, you're awesome!"
My family's praise is starting to sound a bit like self-promotion.
Wenwen called a halt at the right moment, "Daddy, brothers, let's clear the rubble outside."
“Okay, just place it nearby, like the other grottoes.”
After a flurry of activity, the group quickly cleared away the rubble from the newly excavated grotto and piled it up in front of the grotto entrance.
"Phew, finally I can take a break."
"Wow, finally I can play for a while!"
Several adults and several children found a cave to wait patiently for the main group to arrive.
And you know what? In this windy and frigid place, the cave was indeed safe and warm.
Just as it was getting dark, the sound of footsteps could be heard.
Once everyone had arrived, the yamen runners quickly made arrangements.
Some families shared a cave dwelling, while others had a separate cave dwelling for their larger families. In the end, the number of cave dwellings was just enough.
Of course, the Wen family each had their own room.
This time, the Wen family's grotto was the one closest to the mountaintop, and also the one in the worst possible location.
This grotto is the last one that Wenwen has newly carved.
The grotto is nestled at the junction of three mountains, surrounded by scattered rocks, and requires climbing a short mountain path to get in and out.
When Wenwen started the excavation, she did consider this access issue.
Actually, she carved this grotto specifically for her family.
If you ask her why she is so sure that this grotto will be given to the Wen family.
She could only answer with six words: "It depends on fate and intuition."
It was completely dark when all the prisoners went into the cave.
The Wen family piled the cart at the entrance and blocked it with huge stones on both sides, making it a very solid door.
The same method was used at the entrances of other grottoes, where a wooden door that blocks the wind was completed by using stones and tree branches as cover.
Outside, the wind was still biting, and the temperature at night was much lower than during the day.
A fire was lit inside the cave, and it became warm and cozy in a short while.
After the yamen runners were settled, they began preparing dinner.
After more than ten days of consumption, the food was almost gone.
Two days ago, we started reducing the amount of brown bread.
So, when it was time to collect the coarse bread, the long-awaited scene reappeared.
However, this time the situation is different from before.
In front of the grotto on the side of the yamen runner's side, there was a small basket of coarse flatbread, and next to it were several large baskets of white steamed buns.
The yamen runner banged on a gong and shouted, "Listen up, everyone! The portion of coarse cakes will be halved today. However, we will have white flour steamed buns available today, still one tael of silver each. That's all we have, once they're gone, they're gone. If you want to buy some, come and line up here to pay."
The constable paused for a moment, then said, "Just like before, those who buy white flour steamed buns will get priority to take the coarse flatbread. Our flatbread is still steaming hot. If you don't believe me, you can walk a few steps forward and take a look and smell it. It still smells delicious."
The hunger of the past few days has led many families with money in their pockets to line up and pay.
Soon, a small basket of flatbread was sold out, and similarly, several large baskets of white flour steamed buns were also sold out.
The constables counted the gleaming silver, their eyes narrowing into slits with laughter, and shouted at the top of their lungs, "Alright, disperse. The wind is too strong. Remember to close the gate tightly tonight. We'll set off promptly at dawn tomorrow."
Everyone went back to their own rooms and to their own mothers.
Today, Wen Qikang and Yao Changhao followed suit and bought three white steamed buns.
The two returned to their cave with flatbread and steamed buns, just as the food at home was ready.
The Wen family sat together, each of them eating until their bellies were full.
The after-dinner entertainment remained the same.
The family worked until late at night before finally resting.
Silent all night.
In the early hours of the next day, everyone in the house was still fast asleep.
Suddenly, a high-pitched, rapid, sharp, and piercing screech rang out from outside.
"Hiss... hiss, hiss..."
"Moo... Fuzz..."