Chapter 895: Chapter 905: Explosion_1 Chapter 895: Chapter 905: Explosion_1 “This is delightful!” President Gu naturally picked up on the implication in her words and answered with a chuckle.

As President Gu’s voice faded, a student close by said, “Such delicious pork, if we can’t eat it, at least let us have a look, right? Miss Qiao, could you lead me to the pigsty later?”

Qiao Xiaomai “…”

Her mouth twitched as she nodded.

Well, it’s just a few pigs after all.

Lunch carried on until the mid-afternoon, and before Qiao Xiaomai could speak, the servants of those students immediately began to clean up as their masters left the table.

Seeing this, Qiao Xiaomai then led the way to the pigsty.

Everyone who came today was quite picky about their food, and since Qiao Xiaomai’s pigs were so tasty, it was good to take a look if they couldn’t taste it.

Of course, some were unwilling to go to the pigsty, so Qiao Xiaomai let them roam freely.

She locked the doors to Zhu Xiang Residence and Mai Yuan and also locked the main gate to the warehouse courtyard. Apart from that, there was nothing in the manor that couldn’t be seen, so everyone was free to look around.

The weather was cold, and fearing the little pigs might catch a chill and become sick, Qiao Xiaomai had Wang Tiesheng bring in a brazier to raise the temperature for the pigs.

When Qiao Xiaomai arrived with a large group of people, Wang Tiesheng was in the process of tossing firewood into the brazier.

He placed the brazier at the entrance of the pigsty; standing outside was sufficient for him.

Seeing these distinguished guests coming, he quickly moved to one side with the firewood.

“See that?” Qiao Xiaomai pointed to the pigsty.

“We see, we see.”

“Each one is plump and healthy-looking, they seem delicious.”

“Miss Qiao, are you really not selling these pigs? I’m willing to pay more silver.”

“Exactly, exactly, keep them until the New Year, how about five hundred taels for one, ah no, a thousand taels?”

They all wanted to show filial piety, not just for their own pleasure, but also to share with their families.

The only thing from Qiao Xiaomai’s hands that people from out of town could taste was Dried Sweet Potatoes.

If they could take a pig home, enjoying a fragrant pork feast on New Year’s Eve would be fabulous.

The group buzzed with chatter like a flock of noisy sparrows, giving Qiao Xiaomai a bit of a headache.

“Not selling, not selling, it’s too little; I won’t even have enough for my own consumption.” She shook her head in refusal; these piglets were too small, even if raised until the New Year, there wouldn’t be much meat to keep.

Her own family needed to eat, the Tong Family needed to be gifted one, as well as Yang Wenxiao in the Imperial Palace and Yang Ye, who was still en route. After calculating, having ten left by the next spring would be fortunate.

“One thousand five hundred taels, Miss Qiao, what about this price?” As soon as Qiao Xiaomai finished speaking, another person immediately made an offer.

They truly weren’t short of money, and were willing to spend lavishly on things they liked and wanted.

But Qiao Xiaomai was stunned by that price. Even with the effects of the Spiritual Spring water, it was still an exaggeration…

“It’s not about the price, there are too few pigs; so few they simply can’t be divided among everyone. Since there’s not enough to go around, I’m not selling,” she explained patiently.

“And besides, it’s just a pig, it’s really not worth…”

“Bang!!!” A tremendous explosion came from the backyard before she could finish her sentence, stifling the words in her throat.

“What’s going on?!”

“What happened?!”

Many people immediately looked toward the source of the explosion, while Tong Sanlang used his lightfoot skills to reach the backyard in an instant.

In the backyard, near the right wall, a pit nearly three meters deep had formed, and the wall had collapsed. A servant was sitting beside it, clutching his leg, moaning in pain.

The others were dumbfounded by the explosion, standing still in shock.