I had a good hunt today, although I was bitten by a snake.

Fortunately, they were saved.

The men processed the prey and then handed it over to the women.

It was the same big pot from the village chief's house. Since many more people had arrived, Zheng Xinghai had someone put an entire pig into the pot.

As time went by, the aroma of meat gradually spread.

The villagers craned their necks to look into the pot.

After being cooked, it was distributed to each family.

Paired with homemade flatbread, it's a uniquely delicious treat.

"Ah," Zhou Chang sighed contentedly after taking a sip, "meat is still the best."

These days, following these rough men, all I eat is dry flatbread.

However, the broth smelled quite good, but it lacked a bit of flavor.

"Girl, it doesn't taste as good as yours," Zhou Chang whispered.

"Master, it's already good enough to be able to eat meat in a communal pot."

However, Nam Zhi decided that she would personally cook a bowl for everyone next time.

We can't waste such good meat.

Make a bowl of braised pork belly, and some lotus root and pork rib soup.

It can also be used to make sausages, stir-fried pork liver...

The more I thought about it, the less flavorful the soup in my mouth seemed.

"Village chief, look over there!"

Everyone heard that shout.

Everyone looked in the direction the other person was pointing.

At the end of the road, an oxcart slowly approached.

Song Hanyan frowned and secretly beckoned.

The blacksmiths, who were sitting in a group eating, immediately stood up and blocked the road.

"Who goes there! Get out of the carriage!"

Zheng Xinghai stepped out from among the men.

Seeing the oxcart felt increasingly familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere before.