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

"I'll try this cabbage too."

"I'll try some too."

"The taste is indeed very good, not much worse than chicken."

"Delicious, so delicious!"

"..."

Other workers who tried the cabbage also gave fair evaluations, but their favorite was still the chicken!

After just one bite of cabbage, everyone began to use their chopsticks to quickly pick up chicken from the plate, and in no time, the chicken on the plate was completely eaten.

After finishing the chicken, their eyes fell on the scrambled eggs, and they devoured the plate of scrambled eggs like starving ghosts.

It wasn't until then, when they were about 30% full, that they remembered they still had staple food.

Li Lao Er picked up a steamed bun, looked at the black marks that had appeared on it, and a look of embarrassment flashed across his face.

They had just finished working and hadn't had time to wash their hands. In fact, these laborers didn't have the habit of washing their hands before eating, and they hadn't thought anything of it in the past.

But when he saw the black fingerprints on the white steamed buns, Li Lao Er couldn't help but feel that the food was being wasted.

"I'm almost embarrassed to eat this steamed bun!"

Cao Shui also noticed the black fingerprint on Li Lao Er's steamed bun. His hands weren't much cleaner than Li Lao Er's. Grabbing the plump white steamed bun directly with his hands would inevitably waste such precious food.

So, after thinking for a while, Cao Shui decided to use chopsticks to pierce the steamed bun.

He stuck a chopstick into the soft steamed bun, then picked it up and ate half of it in one bite.

The moment the steamed bun enters your mouth, a unique, refreshing aroma spreads throughout your mouth. As saliva is secreted, the bun gradually melts in your mouth, and a sweet flavor blossoms on your taste buds.

"good to eat!"

Cao Shuiqing couldn't help but nod.

The others followed suit, using chopsticks to pick up the steamed buns and wolfing them down.

In no time at all, the dozens of steamed buns on the table were completely devoured.

Li Lao Er took a sip of egg drop soup, looked at the empty table, and said, "Should we go get some more steamed buns?"

Li Lao Er remembered that Chen Cheng had said there would be plenty of steamed buns, and although he was already about 70% full, he still wanted to eat some more.

After all, such opportunities to eat steamed buns to one's heart's content are rare and must be cherished.

"Give me some more! I'm still not full."

"I'm not full either."

"I think I can eat five more steamed buns."

"..."

Everyone nodded in agreement; they knew that such an opportunity to eat their fill was extremely rare.

After receiving everyone's answers, Li Lao Er stood up somewhat awkwardly and went to the makeshift stove. He asked Feng Xiang, who was busy at work, "Auntie, can we have some more steamed buns?"

Although Li Lao Er looks older, he is actually only in his early twenties, so it's not a problem for him to call Feng Xiang "Auntie".

Feng Xiang looked up at Li Lao Er and smiled, "No problem, Dao Ge'er has given instructions that you can take as much as you want."

After saying that, Feng Xiang pointed to the pile of steamed buns next to her that looked like a small mountain, and continued, "The steamed buns are right there. Just take as many as you want! But there's one thing I need to say in advance: you have to finish them. You can't waste them or take them away."

"I understand, I understand!"

Li Lao Er responded with a bow and scrape. Although Feng Xiang's last words were somewhat harsh, he had no dissatisfaction at all. On the contrary, he felt that this aunt was the most beautiful and kindest woman he had ever met.

Soon, Li Lao Er arrived at the place where the steamed buns were piled up, picked up a rectangular wooden plate, arranged dozens of steamed buns on the plate, and returned to his own table.

"They really do have all the steamed buns they want!"

Cao Shui and the others stared at the plump white steamed buns on their plates with shining eyes, and quickly picked them up to eat.

While eating, they praised the generosity of Chenjia Village.

"The Chen family village is treating us so well! They not only give us meat to eat, but also give us plenty of steamed buns!"

"I've lived for over thirty years, and this is the first time I've ever eaten so much!"

"Me too!"

“I always thought that Mr. Chen was a good person. Our previous employers would scold us all the time, but Mr. Chen was completely different. On the way, he not only didn’t be harsh on us, but he also gave us pancakes to eat.”

"Yes! I wish I could always work for Young Master Chen!"

"..."

As the laborers ate their steamed buns, feeling an unprecedented sense of fullness, Chen Dao's face came to mind, and countless feelings of gratitude welled up in their hearts.

Chen Dao was probably the best employer they had ever encountered. Despite his noble status, he did not look down on them. He was a completely different species from the employers in the county town who wanted to squeeze every last drop of strength out of them and treated them like livestock.

Just as the laborers were filled with emotion, the sun gradually began to set in the west, and it was time for Chenjia Village to finish work.

After a busy day, Jiang Xiaobai rushed to the food stall and was surprised to see so many people there. "Why are there so many people at the food stall today?"

Jiang Xiaobai is a regular at the food stall. He and his two roommates eat there almost every day. In his memory, there are many people who come to the food stall every day, but not to this extent.

At first glance, the food stalls were packed with people, with tables even set up outside, creating a truly lively scene.

"I don't know either."

Jiang Xiaobai's roommate, Jin Yin, shook his head, walked into the food stall, greeted Li Dadan, and asked curiously, "Brother Dadan, why are there so many people in the food stall today?"

"They are all Daoge'er's guests."

Li Dadan replied with a smile, "They are all laborers who helped Daoge'er transport grain from the county town. Daoge'er thought that they had worked hard on the way, so he invited them to eat at the canteen."

"So they were laborers."

Jiang Xiaobai and the other two suddenly realized that although they were busy at the construction site today, they knew that Chen Dao, the pillar of Chenjia Village, had returned today, and that Chen Dao had brought back a large amount of goods. They just did not know that there were so many laborers accompanying him.

"These laborers are really lucky to be able to help Mr. Chen with his work!"

A hint of envy flashed in Jiang Xiaobai's eyes. The villagers of Chenjia Village preferred to call Chen Dao "Dao Ge'er," while migrant workers like Jiang Xiaobai preferred to call Chen Dao "Mr. Chen" to show their respect for him.

In the eyes of Jiang Xiaobai and other migrant workers, Chen Dao was the best person who could give them enough to eat. They respected Chen Dao very much, and their piety towards Chen Dao was no less than that of the original villagers of Chenjia Village!

It was only because Chen Dao gave them a new life, allowing these people who had once fallen into the status of refugees to have a job, to eat their fill, and to live in this world with dignity, instead of living in a daze and starving to death in some desolate wilderness one day.