Chapter 115: No Copper Coins The wild boar piglets had run off, but they didn’t chase after them. The harvest was good, and figuring out how to handle these three wild boars was now Yan Lao’er’s biggest concern. He pinched the little paws of his cat and whispered, “You have a good nose for this.” The cat meowed, walked from one of his shoulders to the other, then leaped onto a tree, looking down at them from above. The Qi brothers found some vines, preparing to tie up the boars and carry…