Plane Mall: I became a group favorite by hoarding goods

Chapter 88 88. That's Meat!
Row upon row of wooden houses, clean and smooth roads.

The doors of every house are wide open, the light of oil lamps inside is clearly visible, and the noise of children is mixed with the yelling of barking, which is particularly harmonious.

The further the old man walked in, the more shocked he felt in his heart.

If it weren't for the guards following behind who needed to clean the wound, he might have to take a step and stop!

The housekeeper who was supporting the old man uncontrollably increased the strength of his hand, which attracted the old man's stern eyes.

'Don't panic, you are a person who has seen the big world, how could you be scared by a small village! '

'The villagers all look very good-looking, this is a decent village! '

He consoled himself so much.

"Shen Lizheng, do we have a spare house here?"

I was so shocked that I almost forgot my job!

Shen Mantun slapped his forehead when he heard the words, and almost forgot the business.

"Yes, everyone, don't worry, people will clean up later."

After four months, this is the first time that Shenjia Village has visitors, and they are distinguished guests from afar, so they must be treated well.

"It's getting late today, I'll ask my wife to cook something simple for you later, don't be disgusted with Butler Jiang."

"Thank you Lizheng, we are the ones who interrupted you."

A group of people walked around and talked, not only completed a brief mutual introduction, but also briefly introduced the situation in the lower village.

The old man and the housekeeper also learned a little about the village.

The reason why this place is so "prosperous" is due to the fact that the Shen family has a sixth uncle who just turned 70 this year, and it also benefits from the unity of the Shen family village.

Jiang Lao was stunned when he heard the words, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

If every village in the Great Yan Dynasty could have such a wise old man sitting in town, coupled with the cohesion of the younger generation, how could it become the field it is today?
"Ugh--"

Shen's ancestral hall will arrive soon.

The injured guards were taken by the patrol to clean up the wounds, the unused wooden houses were cleaned up and some mattresses were added, and the large iron pot in the collective kitchen of the ancestral hall was filled with water, and it boiled after a while.

In the wooden house, Jiang Lao beckoned for the housekeeper.

"You send our food to the ancestral hall later, it will not be easy for the common people, so you can't take advantage of it."

"Yes, sir, don't worry."

Jiang Ming changed his name before entering the village, and immediately called a guard to fetch food as he said.

The master and the servant thought the same thing, even if the village was aware of it before the snow disaster, the food stockpiled in a village was limited, and life would not be easy for any family.

Food has to be saved, and those who can drink rice porridge are in the best condition.

Well, I will give the food to Lizheng later. The guards have been on their way for a long time, so they should eat something thicker. Eh?
"What smell, why do I smell like meat?"

Jiang Ming felt something was wrong with his sense of smell.

Elder Jiang was also stunned, looking out of the wooden house with his head tilted.

The smell of meat at the tip of the nose is getting stronger and closer, and the next moment it appears in front of my eyes!

Lian Hu came in alone holding the steaming big bowl, fully demonstrating the hospitality of the village:

"Two guests, here comes the food!"

A large bowl of pointed meat was placed upright in the middle of the only wooden table in the wooden house, and the steaming heat in the bowl rose up, and the aroma immediately filled the whole wooden house.

Someone behind Lian Hu brought four black-faced steamed buns, plus two small bowls of vegetable porridge.

"I'm sorry you two, the food in the village is short, so I can only trouble you to eat more meat."

"But customers, don't worry, this meat has been cooked for a long time, and it is definitely not hard or sticky!"

After Lian Hu crackled, he didn't hear an echo for a long time.

He tilted his head and looked aside, good guy, the eyes of the two guests are straight.

Jiang - who has seen the world - Ming tremblingly pointed to the big bowl of sticky things, as if he couldn't believe it:

"This, is this meat?"

"Yes!"

Lian Hu wondered, what could be the reason?
How obvious!

"What meat?"

Jiang Ming felt that the village was so hospitable, wouldn't it be because of them that the livestock were killed?

That's too bad!
However, in the next second, two words popped out of Lian Hu's mouth calmly:
"Wolf meat."

Two people: "?!"

***
The next day, the fiery red sun rose in the east and shone on the rows of houses in the village.

With his hands behind his back, Jiang Laojiang walked slowly around the Shen's ancestral hall.

The old butler behind him followed suit.

When the old man saw the rows of game meat made of bacon and bacon hanging outside the ancestral hall, the corners of his mouth trembled slightly and his eyes were strange.

"Jiang Ming, have you seen it too?"

Even after hearing Lian Hu tell the story of the patrol team hunting, he still couldn't understand it.

How could there be a village with more meat than food when most of the country was caught in a snowstorm that would never happen in a century?

What's more, they still grow green, crispy and tender green vegetables in this kind of weather!
Jiang Ming also looked strange, "Master, that's meat."

And there's more than one kind of meat.

At a glance, he could see the pheasant and duck meat, wild pork meat, and the wolf meat he ate last night.
Blame him for not knowing.

"This Shennong Mountain has raised tens of thousands of Dayan people."

Elder Jiang finally moved his gaze to the depths of the mountain, where there were continuous ups and downs, and he couldn't see the end at a glance.

Jiang Ming nodded approvingly.

"Master, this sixth uncle is a master."

Know how to use geographical advantages to revitalize an entire village.

"Ah--"

The old man smiled and looked at him with wise eyes.

"You think all this is the sixth uncle's idea?"

"That's exactly what Shen Li said, and all the men in the village respect the patriarch of the Shen clan, don't they?"

Jiang Lao didn't speak this time, a pair of old eyes flashed a bit of deep thought.

Others may not have noticed, but he noticed it when he saw the young man with the scar on his face last night.

The village seemed to be obedient to Li Zheng's words, but the eyes that fell on the young man were filled with awe and admiration.

If he had no ability, the villagers would not be like this.

From last night until now, even though he had never spoken to that person, he felt that those deep eyes were unpredictable.

Even the little lady who sold his stewed pork recipe was not ordinary.

"Let's go and have a look elsewhere."

The two turned around and continued walking, and it didn't take long before they heard the sound of whips hitting stones.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"After eating so much in the morning, how dare you be lazy?"

"What are you dawdling about, it's you two again!"

The old man was taken aback when he heard the scolding, and when he turned the corner, he saw the hospitable patrol team who greeted them with smiles last night, waving whips and supervising the work.

And right in front, about 100 people were carrying cumbersome iron shackles on their hands and feet like prisoners, struggling to move stones. On the other side, there was another wave of building houses.

(End of this chapter)