Ritian And The Scoundrel Wenren (English)

VOLUME IChapter Two  After thirty minutes spent in walking aimlessly on the wide meadow, Ritian was thoroughly convinced that this is not the city. He thought the guy played a prank on him when they entered a seemingly endless labyrinth of trees.  He observed the silent man while he trod along the track. The man kept his silence amidst his storm of questions. It took a long moment before Ritian was able to rest assured.A series of thatched houses came to Ritian's sight later on. His shoulders slumped in disappointment. The cold wind blowing past his crotch sent a nasty tingle in his spine. He's still wearing his thin piece of underwear. And it's not comfortable.Throwing a confused expression on Wenren, he fixed the carpet on himself. The guy told him that it is a cape worn by heroes. Ritian refused to believe him just to spite the man. Instead of being offended, the guy looked at him as if wondering what classifica

VOLUME IChapter Four  Ritian discovered that he had the innate potential to hate every animals who walks with two legs. There are only two types of these animals that is very accessible for the village people. It's chicken and ducks. Chickens doesn't come in pairs. Oftentimes they like to travel alone the dirt patches and strive to find a worm or two. Ducks were also the same.Unity seldom comes for these little fiends. It is when a person walks in, carrying containers full of their food.It was late in the morning when Ritian found out what the 'old' him likes to do during the daytime. By the blessed day that the Lord decided to gift him; he spent it not to do work on the paddy fields or hunt a meat to stuff his belly later but to capture the vigilant animals under his nose and forcefully feed them.He couldn't even comprehend why does he need to play with these unsuspecting animals. He should be helpin

VOLUME IChapter Six   Ritian's body had adapted to the intensive walks around the Han village. Wenren's perseverance in teaching him the basics to the most difficult task of life in the mountains inspired him to do better. In just a week, he managed to cook rice perfectly. Unlike the bread and wheat he was accustomed with, Ritian has to know the techniques in cooking rice and crop. He can't believe the exorbitant amount that a single loaf of bread can cost in here. Wenren explained that the prices of each item varries on some places. On the Central Planes, the situation was reversed and most poor family had to eat is stale bread because the rice can cost triple than how much the Han village sell it to its people. Han village sometimes export rice to other places if the harvest was too much. Ritian roughly understands this logic. The Han village doesn't make bread, so the price would be higher. Only Mr. Felino, the only

Chapter Eight Ritian didn't have any other choice but to steam the fish. He borrowed Wenren's pot and started to boil a few cups of water. He laid the fishes on top with a bamboo strainer and waited. Ritian didn't know why he felt guilty on this more than he felt squeamish after giving away two of Wenren's hard-earned dinner. The thought of making Wenren eat these bland dish makes him squirm in restlessness. 'They don't have salt in here,' Ritian mused, 'I'm not going to live a long life here because there's no available spices within reach.' A knock awoken Ritian's senses. He gathered the hem of his robe and went to the door. The meeting lasted for a great while so Ritian hadn't seen Wenren for the whole afternoon. He had never felt lost like the way he were earlier. He was flabbergasted. Wenren became an integral part of his rural life adventures. A few hours without him scares Ritian a little like a chick without its mother. The knock resounded. Ritian pulled the latch of his d

Chapter 10Ritian dried his hands with the hem of his robes. He bent low to blow some air to the crackling fire. The pungent smell of vinegar hovered the room. He swallowed a little. It's been a while since he ate anything with flavor. Oftentimes they ate steamed fish. His tongue almost fell off because of numb. Now that Wenren brought some garlic, vinegar and salt, Ritian make use of everything and tried cooking the fish with it.He got the fish from helping the men pick the net. Ritian conversed with the old women, laughing with them even though he doesn't fully understand their jokes. He got home with some little fishes. Ritian thought all of his smiles were worth it.Wenren made some money from selling the rabbit meat he had hunted that morning. Because he got some fair share of rice from working in the paddy fields, Ritian managed to make a decent meal this time.He hoped to share it with Wenren.Cheel has finally gone home to his fiancee's house. The issue quieted now because th