The old village chief looked at the group of people with a smile and enthusiastically picked up the tea bowl. "Drink tea, drink tea, we will eat it later."

"Haha...this tea is really delicious."

In fact, they had never drunk tea. They just heard from people in the village who had come into contact with rich people that rich gentlemen do drink tea.

What a shame! Today, thanks to these refugees, they were able to drink this precious-sounding tea for the first time.

The smell of meat, tea...actually it smells pretty bad.

Many people secretly chewed the tea leaves in their mouths and swallowed them. Hmm, it was indeed bitter.

Damn, these rich gentlemen must be crazy. They actually call the leaves of bitter melon a high-end product.

This makes one have to reasonably wonder whether this group of people fleeing famine are intentionally imitating the rich masters.

Otherwise, how can something so astringent and bitter be called tea?

Fortunately, this group of people are smart enough to know that if they want to eat someone else's food, they cannot criticize them.

The old village chief took advantage of the group's inattention and managed to get a lot of information out of them.

"Dinner is ready, dinner is ready."

When someone in front shouted that it was time to eat, everyone came to the front.

When fleeing famine, there is no need to worry about tables or anything like that, but the people fleeing famine in Houshan Village still have some requirements.

A dozen people saw that each of the group of people had a straw mat in their hands, and the adults also held a long mat and spread it on the smoother ground.

One by one, they were laid out in a complete manner. The children and the elderly held the mats and the bowls obediently, while they smiled and talked about how to write this grass and how to recognize that mat...

It was also at this time that Yan Lao Ba and others unexpectedly discovered that this group of people, whether old or young, seemed to be able to read?

They all know how to read!

Yan Lao Ba was stunned.

He grabbed the old village chief's hand and spoke with a stutter. "I... I say, brother... how come everyone in your village can read?

Am I just imagining it, or am I just imagining it? How can everyone in a village be literate?

The old village chief raised his chin proudly and said.

"Well, the people in our village were fleeing famine and had nothing to do, so we started learning to identify medicine.

It is not enough to just learn to recognize medicines. After the children have learned, they have to teach the adults in the family to recognize them together.

Then they have to supervise each other. Anyone who holds others back will be ridiculed.

The people in our village didn't want to lose face, nor did they want to escape famine and lose their way without being able to recognize the words to get home, so they learned as they went.

After a few months, many people could only recognize a hundred or so characters, barely enough to read some storybooks.

But there are still a lot of words I don’t know. Haha, excuse me, brother.

Yan Laoba wiped his sweat and said, "Niang Xipi."

Seeing your way of escaping famine, I have also begun to think about escaping famine myself.

After a few months, I see that you guys are more energetic than those of us who are not fleeing from famine.

The key is that you not only learned how to escape famine, but also learned how to find food and recognize medicine.

There are so many pharmacies in the world that want to buy medicine. In the future, everyone in your village will know how to use medicine and how to read... My goodness, if a village like this is settled in Liuhua Country, the whole area will be driven in the future.

Be driven.

Yes, if this group of people stayed with their own village and these people developed well, wouldn’t the indigenous people also be able to benefit from it?

In other words, if this group of people had a way to make money, could they also become rich?

He may not be very capable, but he has vision. Once this group of people settle down, they will become prosperous sooner or later.

Almost instantly, Yan Lao Ba made this decision.

The old village chief who was not far away saw him like this and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Why did he order people to show off the talents of their village? Wasn't it because he wanted to let these indigenous people see that they were people worth winning over?

Even if there are only a few hundred people fleeing famine, they can still accomplish a lot.

Anyone with a bit of brains would definitely try to win them over, instead of thinking about suppressing these hundreds of people.

He had gotten something out of Yan Lao Ba's mouth just now, that the village where this person lived was not far from Anzhou City in Liuhua Country.

The man who manages their village is said to have connections in Ancheng.

In fact, you don't need to ask too much to know that no one would believe that someone who could settle down and become the village chief in such a place would not have some background.

After all, the closer a village is to the city, the better the environment and the better resources it has.

If they could use Yan Lao Ba's words to get the village chief to order them to settle near Ancheng, it would be better for their development.

It can be said that everyone enjoyed the meal very much.

The group of people led by Yan Lao Ba were even more excited to stay and enthusiastically take them back to their village.

"We usually go out to graze for about a month or two. This time it's time to go back."

It was also at this time that everyone realized that it was still five or six days' journey from here to the nearest Ancheng.

On the way, the Wen family and a group of people who were in charge met briefly again.

The old village chief told the news he had heard.

"According to the latest information I've heard, it's highly unlikely that several hundred of us can be resettled in one village.

So there is a high possibility that we will be dispersed and assigned to various villages in the future."

Chu Laowu quickly looked at Old Madam Wen pitifully.

"Aunt, I must be assigned to the same group as you. Without your support, I, the fifth child, would have no fun."

His wife also looked at the old lady pitifully.

"Yes, yes, Auntie. My parents are not as kind as you. You have never given me such a sense of security. Since I met you, I have never known the care of family members. I also know that when you are around, the sky is always blue."

Well, Xiushui always likes to say that the sky is blue when you are around, so she also thinks that the sky is blue only when her aunt is around. Now, Aunt Wen makes her feel more at ease than her husband.

The old village chief glared. "What are you talking about, you outsiders? My sister is from Houshan Village. You guys from other villages can't compete with us for my sister."

"Hey, why do you say we are from other villages? We are now integrated into Houshan Village. We have been fleeing famine all the way and have become one family.

Chief Luo, you say yes and no."

Chief Luo nodded vigorously. "That's right. I don't care where you live, but we, the Luo people, will definitely stay with you, Old Sister."

The head of the women's village was not convinced: "Why are you talking so harshly? What do you mean by saying that the Luo people will definitely follow? They are the ones making the arrangements, why do you have the final say?"

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