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

"I saw this with my own eyes, there's absolutely no doubt about it!"

Zhao Kang said with certainty, "I have personally been to Chenjia Village and I have truly seen the villagers receiving and eating steamed buns. I even ate a steamed bun myself!"

At this point, Zhao Kang smacked his lips, as if the aroma of the steamed bun still lingered in his mouth.

Seeing Zhao Kang's unwavering certainty, the villagers couldn't help but feel a pang of suspicion. Could it be that Zhao Kang was so certain...?

Are the villagers of Chenjia Village really able to eat white flour buns every meal, just as Zhao Kang said? And even be able to eat their fill?

"As for the money, I haven't seen it."

Zhao Kang continued.

Upon hearing this, Old Jiang immediately said, "I knew it! There's no such thing as a free lunch, giving out white flour buns and money at the same time..."

Before Old Jiang could finish speaking, Zhao Kang continued, "However, the village chief saw it. He told me that he personally witnessed each villager in Chenjia Village receiving two taels of silver!"

"..."

In an instant, Zhao Kang's living room and front yard fell into a deathly silence. Everyone stared wide-eyed at Zhao Kang, as if they had heard something earth-shattering.

"Take... take the young master?"

Old Jiang stared wide-eyed at Zhao Kang, then couldn't help but rub his ears, wondering if he had misheard!

"Two taels of silver!"

Zhao Kang held up two fingers and shook them at Lao Jiang!

"..."

The crowd remained silent, looking at each other, unsure of what to say.

What Zhao Kang said was simply unbelievable to them!

The entire Chenjia Village had over five hundred people, and not only did each person receive a full supply of white flour steamed buns, but they also received two taels of silver...

This was utterly outrageous, so outrageous that no one could believe it.

"I'm sure of it, Lao Zhao is just messing with us."

"Yes! Damn it, Old Zhao doesn't utter a single truth. Everyone, let's disperse!"

"Let's disperse! Everyone go home."

"..."

Although everyone said they were going home, they didn't move an inch and showed no intention of leaving.

Although they found it hard to accept what Zhao Kang said, they knew in their hearts that Zhao Kang had no reason to lie to them, which meant...

There's a high probability that what Zhao Kang said about Chenjia Village is true!

Why would I want to make fun of you?

Zhao Kang smiled and then revealed another astonishing piece of news: "Take my eldest son-in-law, Chen Cheng, for example. He alone received four taels of silver!"

"..."

The crowd fell silent again, feeling that what Zhao Kang was saying was getting more and more outrageous. Four taels of silver? Old Zhao, you've lived half your life and you've probably never seen so much silver before.

"Old Zhao."

Old Jiang looked directly into Zhao Kang's eyes and said, word by word, "Is what you said true? Can the villagers of Chenjia Village really eat their fill of white flour buns every day and receive silver every month?"

"of course it's true!"

Without hesitation, Zhao Kang said, "If you don't believe me, you can ask the village chief, or you can go to Chenjia Village to see for yourself. Anyway, Chenjia Village is not far from here!"

Besides, if Chenjia Village weren't so wonderful, why would I have been willing to marry my daughter off there?

Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement. Just as Zhao Kang said, if Chenjia Village hadn't been so good, Zhao Kang, with his personality, would never have married his daughter off to suffer there. Otherwise, Zhao Kang's two daughters wouldn't be so old and still unmarried.

"This Chenjia Village..."

Old Jiang exclaimed in shock, "Our village can't even get enough bran to eat, how come Chenjia Village manages to have white flour steamed buns every meal and receive silver every month!"

This is the thing that Lao Jiang can't understand the most. He is a farmer, what history books often call a self-cultivating farmer, and all the income of a self-cultivating farmer is basically related to the land!

But now a cold disaster has swept through Qingzhou, and no crops can be grown in the entire region. This has caused farmers to lose their source of income, and almost every household is struggling to feed themselves.

Under these circumstances, someone told him that every household in the neighboring village had enough white flour steamed buns to eat and received money every month. Old Jiang simply couldn't understand this!

The land doesn't produce any grain. Did the grain and silver in Chenjia Village just fall from the sky?

"Didn't I tell you? Chenjia Village has produced a capable person!"

Zhao Kang sighed and said, "Did you notice a handsome young man among the betrothal procession just now?"

"noticed!"

Everyone nodded in agreement. Chen Dao was the only child in the betrothal procession, so he naturally attracted a lot of attention. In addition, Chen Dao's clothes and appearance were also quite different from the others.

Everyone else was dressed in linen clothes, just like the rest of Xiahe Village. But Chen Dao was wearing cotton clothes and was exceptionally handsome, making him hard to miss.

“That boy, who is about half a year old, is named Chen Dao. He is the capable man I mentioned from Chenjia Village.”

Zhao Kang said, "That Dao Ge'er is a very capable person. He gave the villagers of Chenjia Village white flour steamed buns to eat and also distributed money to them!"

"How is that possible? How could a half-grown boy have such skills?" Old Jiang retorted instinctively.

Others also chimed in.

"Old Jiang, are you kidding me? That kid looks no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, where would he get such great skills?"

"Yeah! We adults can't even make money, so how did that kid get the ability to earn so much money?"

"Exactly! Kids don't know any better, how could they have such skills?"

"..."

The villagers' first reaction was disbelief. The reason was simple: Chen Dao was still a child, and it was hard for them to accept that he had such great abilities.

Believe it or not, that's the truth!

Zhao Kang said, "That Daoge'er is really a remarkable person. Not only can he earn enough money to feed the whole village, but he can also give money to the villagers of Chenjia Village!"

At this point, Zhao Kang seemed to remember something and continued, "Oh, right! I also heard from the village chief that the county magistrate made a special trip to Chenjia Village before, supposedly to see Daoge'er!"

County Magistrate?

The crowd looked at each other, bewildered. In Taiping County, a small place, the county magistrate was no different from the emperor in their eyes, a figure of unparalleled stature whom they could never reach.

Yet this very person personally went to Chenjia Village to see Chen Dao...

"Old Zhao."

Old Jiang couldn't help but ask, "Did the county magistrate really travel all the way to Chenjia Village just to see that Daoge'er?"

"I heard it from the village chief and the village chief of Chenjia Village."

Zhao Kang said somewhat uncertainly, "But since both village chiefs said so, it shouldn't be false!"

"hiss!"

The temperature inside the room suddenly rose a few degrees, and everyone gasped in shock, their faces filled with disbelief.

The dignified county magistrate, the highest-ranking person in Taiping County, actually made a special trip to Chenjia Village, such a godforsaken place, just to see Chen Dao...

This Chen Dao might really be as Zhao Kang said, possessing immense abilities!