My Wife is the World’s Greatest Divine Martial General

When Gu Yu woke up, Gu Mengyao was already gone from his side.

He stretched lazily in bed, then slowly got up, put on his shoes, and walked outside.

Not only was the thatched cottage dilapidated, but the bed was also unbearably hard, not to mention the thin blankets… If they relied on these to get through winter, the entire family would surely freeze to death.

“Brother-in-law, where are you going?”

“Just walking around. How long ago did your sister leave?”

“Three shichen ago.”

“……”

In ancient times, a day was divided into twelve shichen, with one shichen in ancient times equivalent to two hours in modern times.

Realizing he had slept for six hours straight, Gu Yu felt like he was turning into a pig spirit.

Napping too long would surely make it difficult to sleep at night… though perhaps it was because his body was too weak.

Fortunately, it was only around four o’clock now. The round trip from the village to town took less than half an hour, so there was still time to go to town.

“I’m going out for a walk. If I’m late coming back, don’t come looking for me. I’ll return on my own.”

“Brother-in-law, did you hit your head? You seem like a completely different person. You’re actually telling me before you go out.”

“Don’t worry, I’m not crazy. Your sister won’t become a widow.”

“……”

After exchanging a few words with his young brother-in-law and informing him of his destination, Gu Yu headed straight for the village entrance.

He was naturally a person of cold temperament. His desire to build a relationship with Gu Mengyao was only because he had to spend a lifetime with her. If there were various problems between them, it would be troublesome for Gu Yu.

However, his eight-year-old brother-in-law wasn’t part of Gu Yu’s plans.

So maintaining a superficially good relationship was enough. At the very least, Gu Yu would raise him until he grew up and took a wife.

Walking leisurely forward, Gu Yu felt quite grateful to the village women at this moment. Although they gossiped about trivial matters, they had provided quite a bit of information about ancient times.

For instance, Gu Yu now knew that ox carts regularly carried people from the village entrance, charging one copper coin per ride, stopping at six o’clock in the afternoon.

Because Yang Village was extremely close to the town, many people walked to town on their own two feet, saving a copper coin. Only those carrying heavy goods would take the ox cart for convenience.

If conditions allowed, Gu Yu would also prefer to walk to town.

But his body wouldn’t allow it. If he really walked there, he might faint halfway… Fortunately, Gu Mengyao had given him a few copper coins as pocket money earlier, so Gu Yu wasn’t without money to ride the ox cart.

“Goudan, going to town, eh?”

“Mm, just going out for some air.”

After giving the cart driver one copper coin, Gu Yu found a corner of the ox cart to sit down. He had originally planned to rest with his eyes closed, as he would inevitably need to engage in some mental sparring when he reached town.

If he wanted to get a good price for his prey, he couldn’t follow the conventional path.

Moreover, Gu Yu planned to find a stable customer base to avoid having no outlet for his goods in the future.

Although the space preserved freshness, only by converting everything into silver would Gu Yu feel at ease.

But even though Gu Yu wanted peace and quiet now, others had different ideas.

Even if Gu Yu tried to hide, some people would actively approach him… like Second Aunt Wang who was speaking now, who was already a familiar face.

Second Aunt Wang had a rustic appearance, looking like a simple-minded village elder sister, but her constantly darting eyes betrayed that she didn’t match her outward image.

When Gu Yu was gathering information in the village, Second Aunt Wang’s name was well-known.

If anything happened in the village, Second Aunt Wang would definitely know about it. Even if she didn’t know, she would find out by the next day.

In modern times, she would make a qualified gossip reporter.

However, due to her strong gossip tendencies, her husband often beat her, but old habits die hard—Second Aunt Wang had no intention of changing.

In fact, she took pride in her knowledge of gossip inside and outside the village. When idle, she frequently spread news around.

Fortunately, she didn’t just make things up, so she hadn’t gotten into too much trouble. However, every household has its private matters, and to prevent family scandals from becoming public knowledge, villagers would instinctively become cautious when encountering Second Aunt Wang.