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

However, Chen He then realized that he had underestimated Chen Dao, or rather... that his imagination was too limited.

This isn't just a few thousand kilograms of grain; judging by the size of this convoy, it's probably more than 10 kilograms!

"Brother Dao, where did you get so much grain?"

"With so much grain, when will we be able to move it?"

"This is too much!"

"..."

Chen He wasn't the only one shocked; the able-bodied men he brought with him were also stunned!

Because Chen He misjudged the amount of grain, he only gathered a dozen or so able-bodied men. However…

The amount of grain was so vast that it seemed impossible to see the end of it; even if they carried it all by tomorrow morning, they probably wouldn't be able to finish.

"Village chief, why did you only bring this few people?"

Chen Dao glanced at the able-bodied men Chen He had brought and said with a wry smile, "This number of men is not enough. Pass on my order: all the able-bodied men in the village should put down what they are doing and come to move the grain."

"Brother Dao, I'll go and inform them."

As a martial artist, Chen Jiang, with his even faster pace, sprinted away.

Chen Dao waved to Chen Da, who was rushing over, and said, "Uncle, the guards are here to help. You and the village chief will be in charge of supervising everyone as they move the grain."

"no problem."

Chen Da and Chen He nodded in agreement, and then the whole village began to get busy.

After parking the grain carts on the threshing ground, Chen Da directed the able-bodied men from Chenjia Village, the laborers from the county town, and the guards who arrived one after another to begin unloading the grain.

As for the martial artists who came with the county town, they did not need to carry grain. Chen Dao was also embarrassed to ask them to do so, since carrying grain was a laborer's job and not in line with the high status of martial artists.

Chen Dao could command the martial artists of the Chen Family Village Guard to help transport grain because these martial artists were trained by him and, strictly speaking, were his subordinates.

The martial artists who accompanied him belonged to the Zheng family and the Suiyue Martial Arts School, not to Chen Dao. Naturally, Chen Dao couldn't order them to do such menial work for him...

Although Chen Dao did not find this kind of work vulgar.

"Brother Ren."

Chen Dao turned to Ren Xia and said, "Thank you all for your hard work on this journey. Let's have a simple meal together."

"Thank you, Mr. Chen."

Ren Xia respectfully clasped his hands in greeting. Although he was a martial artist from the Zheng family and possessed the strength of a peak seventh-rank cultivator, he dared not show the slightest disrespect to Chen Dao.

Soon, Ren Xia and the other martial artists from the county town were led by Chen Dao to Li Dadan and Li Feng's food stall for a meal. Because the restaurant was not yet built, Li Dadan and Li Feng could only sell food under this simple stall for the time being.

Despite the simple environment, the dishes that Li Dadan and Li Feng learned from Li Ping still received high praise from Ren Xia and the others.

"Eating in this shed has a unique charm."

"Absolutely! This chicken is tender and delicious."

"This must be the yellow-feathered chicken that's been all the rage in the county lately, right? The taste is truly extraordinary!"

"..."

The martial artists from the county town, including Ren Xia, gave a fairly unanimous evaluation of the dishes in Chenjia Village: delicious.

Because martial artists expend a lot of physical energy, they often have a strong palate and can't live without meat.

The dishes prepared by Li Dadan and Li Feng perfectly catered to their tastes, with plenty of salt and soy sauce, and all being meat dishes, naturally satisfying their palates.

The only drawback was the environment. Martial artists like Ren Xia rarely ate in such a simple shed with hardworking laborers. However, it was a novel experience to eat like this once in a while.

"I'm glad you're all satisfied!"

Chen Dao said with a smile, "Please forgive me if there has been any inadequacy in our hospitality!"

"Young Master Chen, you are too kind. This food is already very good!"

"Young Master Chen, you're too kind! We're just a bunch of unsophisticated people, there's no way we could be so inadequate in our hospitality."

"Young Master Chen, there's no need for such politeness!"

"..."

Ren Xia and the others waved their hands repeatedly, joking. Even if Chen Dao hadn't been a good host, they would still give him a thumbs up, okay?

You should know that Chen Dao is a person who is respected even by the prefect and Master Han. How could they dare to put on airs in front of Chen Dao?

Chen Dao was already being very kind by hosting them; if they really didn't know their place...

Many people secretly glanced at the adorable little beast on Chen Dao's shoulder, not daring to have any thoughts in their minds.

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Chenjia Village, the threshing ground.

While Chen Dao was having a meal with Ren Xia and the others, Cao Shui was working hard to move grain.

As Cao Shui easily hoisted a sack of grain onto his shoulder and walked towards the warehouse, he whispered to Li Lao Er beside him, "Li Lao Er, there are so many people in this village!"

Cao Shui was not born and raised in the county town; he came from a village outside the city to make a living, so he was extremely familiar with the rural situation.

Putting aside everything else, just take Caogong Village, where Caoshui is located, which has a total population of only 300 people.

In contrast, in Chenjia Village where he was located, there were hundreds of able-bodied men helping to transport grain. Adding the people he saw when he entered the village, the total population of Chenjia Village was probably over a thousand!

"Yes!"

Li Lao Er looked up at the guards from Chenjia Village not far away and exclaimed, "Chenjia Village is not only populous, but also very wealthy! Look at those people, all of them are burly and strong; they must eat very well!"

The people of Chenjia Village were so different from the villagers Li Lao Er had ever met.

Most of the villagers he had seen in other villages before looked pale and were thin as bones.

The villagers of Chenjia Village who were helping them move the grain were all strong and could easily carry several bags of grain. Their speed and weight of carrying the grain far exceeded those of Li Lao Er and Cao Shui.

"I don't know what these people from Chenjia Village ate to grow up like this, they are all so strong."

Cao Shui was secretly astonished. They were all men, but the members of the Chenjia Village guard team were all burly and strong, able to carry four or five bags of grain in one go. In contrast, he himself was panting after carrying just one bag of grain.

Cao Shui couldn't help but feel fortunate that these men didn't make a living in the county town; otherwise, employers in the county town who needed laborers would definitely choose them first, causing him to lose his job opportunity.

What Cao Shui didn't know was that... these men were all members of the Chenjia Village Guard, each one a martial artist. Making martial artists do manual labor...

That's impossible. Only in Chenjia Village would such a strange sight as martial artists carrying grain appear!

With the efforts of hundreds of men, the grain unloaded from the trucks was moved to the warehouse in the threshing ground in just a few hours.

There was so much grain that the warehouses couldn't hold it all, so some grain had to be piled up outside the threshing ground...

"How much grain did Daoge bring back this time?"

Chen He, who was in charge of supervising everyone, looked at the warehouse full of grain with both surprise and doubt!