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

Chen Lian did not stay at Chen Gou and the others' table for long, and soon took the plates to other tables to serve the dishes.

As the dishes, each one appealing in color and aroma, were placed on the table, the villagers couldn't help but feel their mouths water.

"This chicken looks delicious!"

"Yes! The smell makes me hungry."

"Brother Dao is so generous! He actually killed 200 chickens for us to eat!"

"..."

As Chen Lian and the other women placed all the dishes on the table, the villagers quickly got to work.

Chen Gou wielded his chopsticks with lightning speed to lift the chicken's rear end from the plate and stuffed it directly into his mouth amidst the envious gazes of the crowd.

The moment the chicken butt entered his mouth, the unique salty and savory aroma of the oil mixed with soy sauce spread throughout his mouth. Chen Gou bit down hard, and the large amount of oil contained in the chicken butt burst out, filling his mouth with fragrance!

"It's so delicious! This is the best chicken I've ever eaten."

Chen Gou exclaimed in genuine admiration. His words were not an exaggeration at all; this chicken was absolutely the best he had ever eaten, better than any meat he had ever tasted before!

"Yes, yes! It smells so good!"

"This chicken is so plump! One bite and your mouth is full of oil!"

"It smells so good! It's making me dizzy!"

"..."

The villagers at Chen Gou's table also gave unanimous praise: compared to the meat dishes they usually made, the chicken that Chen Dao cooked today tasted a thousand times better!

They praised the dish as they wielded their chopsticks with incredible speed, and in no time, most of the chicken on the table was gone.

By the time Chen Gou realized what was happening, only a few broken pieces of chicken, mostly bones with little meat, remained.

"Damn it, these starving bastards!"

Chen Gou thought to himself, he had only paused for a moment, and the group had devoured the entire plate of chicken. Their speed was truly astonishing.

This prompted Chen Gou to immediately speed up the process of picking up the meat. He first put all the remaining pieces of chicken into his mouth, and then reached out with his chopsticks to pick up the chicken giblets next to him.

Seeing this, the others also sprang into action, quickly stuffing pieces of chicken giblets into their mouths.

Meanwhile, at another table, Liu Qiaoshou's son stared longingly at the chicken on his plate: "Dad, I want to eat chicken legs."

Liu Qiaoshou's table was undoubtedly lucky; they happened to have a chicken leg on their plate. Although the chicken leg was cut into small pieces, it still immediately attracted the attention of the children at the table.

"Uh……"

Liu Qiaoshou looked at the others with difficulty. There were other craftsmen and their families at the table, and he felt embarrassed to give the chicken leg directly to his own child.

"Give it to him!"

Liu Jiang, who was sitting at the same table, put a piece of chicken on his child's plate and said, "We'll just eat chicken!"

"Skillful! Since the child wants to eat it, just give it to him!"

"Give this chicken leg to the skillful kid, we'll just eat the chicken!"

"Skilled hands, hurry up and give the chicken leg to your child!"

"..."

The others also laughed and said that these outsider craftsmen got along quite well and wouldn't fight over a chicken leg.

"All right!"

With everyone's consent, Liu Qiaoshou didn't stand on ceremony and gave the chicken leg to her son. At the same time, she herself didn't sit idle either, picking up a piece of chicken and putting it in her mouth.

The moment the chicken entered his mouth, Liu Qiaoshou's eyes lit up. The chicken, rich in oil and with the aroma of soy sauce, made his mouth water even faster.

"Delicious! The chicken drumsticks are so good!"

Liu Qiaoshou's son slowly gnawed on a chicken leg, his mouth covered in grease, while he made childish sounds of praise.

The adults nodded in agreement; this chicken was probably the best meat they had eaten since becoming refugees.

No, even before they fled, they rarely had the chance to eat such delicious chicken.

After all, they were poor families before they fled. Even when they occasionally had meat, they would just boil it with water and salt, or at most stir-fry it with some lard. As for stir-frying meat with soy sauce...

This was something they had never tried before.

"Manager Su!"

At another table, Wu Han, who was sitting with his wife and three younger brothers alongside Su Shihua and Su Qiaoxi, asked with a smile, "How does the chicken taste?"

"Not bad!"

As Su Shihua gave his evaluation, he glanced at the villagers at the other tables and saw that every villager had a satisfied smile on their face, a smile that was rarely seen in the county town.

"The villagers of Chenjia Village are living such a good life!"

Su Shih-hua stroked his beard, sighing inwardly.

This kind of scene, where the whole village eats together in a joyful atmosphere, is something you can't see at all in the county town. He... really likes this kind of occasion.

Su Qiaoxi also surveyed the villagers with her beautiful eyes, and saw that every villager's face was happy, without a trace of sorrow. From the villagers' conversations, Su Qiaoxi could also sense their satisfaction with their current life.

And the one who brought them a good life was undoubtedly Chen Dao.

"You guys eat so fast! The main course hasn't even arrived yet, and you've already finished all the meat!"

At this moment, Chen Lian came over carrying a wooden bucket and began distributing steamed buns, the staple food, to each table.

"We're just craving meat! With so much meat laid out in front of us, how can we resist?"

"Yes, yes! It's mainly because the meat is so delicious, I just couldn't resist!"

"This meat smells so good! I think I could eat ten pounds of it!"

"You'll eat yourself to death! You ate the most just now!"

"..."

Everyone responded to Chen Lian with smiles.

Everyone had a satisfied look on their face. There were at least a dozen people sitting at the table, but there were only two or three pounds of chicken, which was obviously not enough for them to eat their fill. But they were content. After all, it was a blessing to be able to eat a bite of such fragrant chicken, not to mention that they ate far more than just a bite.

After the steamed buns arrived, everyone took turns eating them.

At the same time, Chen Dao walked out of his front yard, glanced at the crowd eating steamed buns, and said, "Folks, how does today's meal taste?"

"Great! It couldn't be better!"

"I've never eaten such delicious meat before, thank you, Brother Dao!"

"Thank you, Brother Dao, for such a delicious meal!"

"This is the best meal I've ever had! Thank you, Brother Dao!"

"Brother Dao is really good to us. We get such good food for doing some hard work. I'm willing to work every day!"

"..."

Everyone gave Chen Dao a positive answer with smiles on their faces, and gratitude shone in their eyes.

To be honest, they didn't find working for Chen Dao particularly tiring, but Chen Dao killed 200 chickens and gave them so many eggs as a reward, which made them very satisfied.