In years of famine and drought, their village even rejected fatty meat.

afternoon.

The villagers of Chenjia Village returned to the city gate one by one, each carrying large and small bags, their faces full of joy.

"Widow Wu, what did you buy?"

An elderly man asked Wu Yun with a smile.

Wu Yun rolled her eyes at the man, but didn't mind his form of address, and replied, "I bought some cloth and some pork, and I'm going to go back and nourish my child."

"I also bought some meat."

Another young man lifted the cloth bag in his hand and licked his lips: "I haven't had any meat in a long time, so I'll have some tonight!"

"Ha ha!"

Everyone burst into laughter, and the air was filled with a joyful atmosphere. For these villagers, today was definitely a better day than the New Year. Not only could they wear new clothes, but they could also eat meat. This kind of life... was truly satisfying.

"All right!"

At this moment, Chen shouted, "Stop talking and get out of the city!"

After saying that, Chen Da got on the donkey cart and drove it out of the city. When he got out of the city gate, he saw Zhang He standing there.

"Brother Chen, you're heading back to the village already?"

"Yes."

Chen Da waved to Zhang He and said, "See you next time, Brother Zhang!"

Watching Chen Da slowly disappear from sight, Zhang He lowered his gaze and fell into deep thought.

This Chenjia Village is becoming increasingly incomprehensible to him. Not only are there all sorts of unusual chicken breeds, but the villagers are also incredibly wealthy...

It's truly incomprehensible.

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Chenjia Village, village entrance.

Many villagers who returned from the fields did not rush to Chen Dao's house for a meal, but stood at the entrance of the village, gazing in the direction of the official road.

"Why haven't Chen Da and the others returned yet?"

"Don't worry! Nothing will happen."

"Perhaps shopping took some time?"

"..."

The crowd gathered at the village entrance consisted mostly of women and children. The men in their families had gone to the city with Chen Da to buy supplies, so they were inevitably worried about them.

"I'm coming!"

Just then, a child shouted, and everyone looked toward the official road. A donkey cart slowly came into view, followed by other villagers from Chenjia Village.

"Chen Da and the others are back!"

The women's faces all showed joy.

Before long, the donkey cart stopped at the village entrance, and everyone immediately went up to their families and asked them about the supplies they had purchased.

"Honey, what did you buy?" a woman asked, pulling her husband aside.

"I bought quite a lot."

The husband replied with a smile, "I bought a bolt of cloth, a pound of salt, and two pounds of pork."

"Good good!"

A joyful smile spread across the woman's dark face.

Meanwhile, the other villagers who had asked their own families also got the answers they wanted, and they all became excited. The entire village entrance was like a New Year's celebration, with happy smiles on everyone's faces.

Soon after, the villagers returned to the village and went to Chen Dao's house for a meal.

"Rice Brother".

A young man in line to receive steamed buns looked at Chen Dao and asked, "Can I take the steamed buns home to eat?"

To prevent villagers from taking the steamed buns home and storing them, Chen Dao specifically required the villagers to finish their meals nearby. This was a customary rule that the villagers were willing to abide by.

After all, it was already good enough that Chen Dao was willing to feed them; they didn't dare to ask for too much.

However, at this moment, the young man suddenly suggested taking the steamed buns back to eat, which puzzled Chen Dao.

Moreover, it wasn't just the young and strong man; Chen Dao noticed that while the young man was speaking, many villagers also looked at him, clearly having the same thought.

Why bring it home to eat?

Chen Dao couldn't help but ask.

The young man scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "My family bought some meat today, and I was thinking of taking the steamed buns back with me to eat with the meat."

It turned out to be the case.

Chen Dao suddenly realized that the villagers did not intend to break the rules. After receiving their wages, most families bought meat and planned to take the steamed buns back as their staple food to eat with the meat.

"Just this once, never happen again."

After thinking it over, Chen Dao agreed to the villagers' request. The villagers had gone to great lengths to buy meat and wanted to celebrate, so it would be too heartless of him to refuse.

"Brother Dao is so generous!"

"I knew Daoge would agree!"

"Brother Dao is still the best to us."

"That's right! Dao-ge'er is really good to us!"

"..."

The villagers cheered and praised Chen Dao.

Looking at the excited villagers, Chen Dao smiled as well. Seeing the villagers so happy gave him a strange sense of accomplishment.

Soon, the villagers who had received the steamed buns dispersed and rushed home to cook.

Chen Lian also took five steamed buns and returned to her home.

A fragrant aroma of meat wafted from the kitchen. Chen Lian, carrying steamed buns, walked into the kitchen and saw He Xuehua busy inside.

"grandmother."

Chen Lian smiled and said, "I brought the steamed buns back."

"Did Daoge agree?"

He Xuehua asked, somewhat surprised.

"accepted."

Chen Lian replied, "However, Dao Ge'er said that this is an exception, but it can't be done next time!"

"That's good!"

He Xuehua nodded, used a spatula to scoop the pork out of the pot and placed it on a plate.

Chen Lian specially bought two jin of pork from the county town. Due to limited resources at home, He Xuehua couldn't cook anything fancy. She simply put the pork in a pot, added some salt, stir-fried it, and then served it.

Chen Lian looked closely and saw that the pork on the plate was glistening with oil and had a yellowish-white color. In Chen Dao's previous life in China, most people would probably find this kind of stir-fried pork hard to swallow, but Chen Lian's reaction was...

He swallowed hard, and his stomach started growling louder.

Compared to poultry such as chicken and duck, pork is undoubtedly more popular among ordinary people because their diets often lack fat, while pork is rich in fat. The aroma of the fat alone is enough to make people's mouths water.

He Xuehua placed the plate of pork on the table and said with a smile, "Our lives are getting better and better."

Not long ago, the family was struggling to even get enough to eat, but in just one month, they not only had enough to eat and drink, but they could even afford pork. The change in their living conditions was clearly visible.

And the one who brought about all these changes was Chen Dao!

It was Chen Dao who provided the entire village with enough to eat, and it was also Chen Dao who enabled the whole village to live a life where they could eat meat. At this moment, He Xuehua was extremely grateful to Chen Dao, and kept thinking of Chen Dao's kindness in her heart.