The meat belonged to the other person's sister-in-law, and if they really didn't allow her to eat it, they couldn't say anything. Once they understood this, they gave up the idea of arguing.
On the contrary, because of this threat, they rolled up their sleeves and got to work.
When Jiang Nuan arrived, a group of people were still working enthusiastically.
Upon seeing the familiar oxcart, everyone subconsciously sniffed and then stopped what they were doing.
"Wash your hands, everyone, let's eat."
"Sister-in-law," Brother Huang asked with a smile, "what delicious food did you make today?"
"It's a very nourishing food," Jiang Nuan smiled mysteriously, continuing to keep everyone in suspense, "You'll know once you try it."
Lay the pottery ...
Everyone who smelled the aroma instinctively swallowed hard.
"Ya Ya," Village Chief Huang looked at the earthenware jar in surprise, "this smells like venison?"
This stuff is very precious and rare; he's only eaten it a few times.
I've been craving it for ages, but I've never had the chance.
"Big brother has a good nose," Jiang Nuan gave a thumbs up. "Xiao Si and Xiao Pang brought it back just in time."
"It's venison!" Huang Lao Er looked curiously into the earthenware jar. "It smells so good, Mother! Hurry up and get the food, I'm starving."
“Yes,” Jiang Nuan nodded, scooped out one-fifth of the portion into a bowl, pointed to her son and said, “Send these to Ji Quan and the others.”
He turned to look at the group of people who seemed hesitant to speak, and smiled reassuringly, "Don't worry, we made a lot today, there's enough left for us to eat."
"Is that really enough?" Brother Huang asked anxiously. "There are about forty people. If there isn't enough meat, it won't be enough to go around."
Hearing him say that, Jiang Nuan looked around at the crowd and found that there were more people than yesterday.
Looking towards Jijia Village, wow, there was a densely packed group, twice as many as there were.
“That’s enough,” Jiang Nuan nodded again. “One pound each, you can take any leftovers home.”
Jiang Nuan really didn't dare let anyone eat too much venison, which is such a nutritious food.
"You can take it back?" Brother Huang touched his nose. "How could I possibly do that?"
Taking food and taking things away at the same time, they really have no shame.
"We'll talk about it if we can't finish it," Jiang Nuan said with a smile, changing the subject. "Get the bowls, let's fill them with food."
As he spoke, he scooped out a full bowl of meat for Village Chief Huang, who was standing at the front.
Seeing this, the crowd stopped talking and immediately grabbed their bowls to line up.
The meat was bought a little late, and the simmering time was a bit short, but it was incredibly flavorful, with the unique aroma of venison, making it absolutely delicious. Everyone eating the meat was too busy devouring it to talk.
In no time, the bowl was clean, not a single drop of oil left.
"Oh dear," Uncle Huang slapped his forehead in frustration, "I was saying I'd save some for my wife to nourish her body, but we ate it all."
“That’s right,” Huang Sheng said with a face full of regret, “My wife is still sick and was just thinking of changing her diet.”
“Venom is delicious, it’s normal to be unable to resist,” Village Chief Huang said with a satisfied look. “It’s just that there wasn’t enough, it was gone before we could even taste it.”
"Keep pretending," Brother Huang sneered. "Normally, when we're having a special treat, the whole family only eats about two pounds of meat. Today, everyone has a bowl, which is at least seven or eight ounces. You call that a small amount?"
“That makes sense. Besides, Huang Mu’s wife is willing to feed us outsiders, so why would she skimp on you? She might have sent it over already,” Huang Sheng shook his head and continued, “As for us, we don’t even know if there will be a next time in our lives.”
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