"Big Head, what's going on in Zhangjia Village?!"
"That's right. You're not short of food anymore?"
Facing everyone's curious gazes, Zhang Da patted the snow off his body and grinned, "We don't eat coarse grains anymore, we eat white rice. Hehe."
"Really?"
"Zhang Da Nao, are you bragging?"
Despite the villagers' skepticism, Zhang Da-Nao remained unperturbed. He leisurely pulled out a pack of Pegasus cigarettes from his pocket and lit one. The group of old smokers watched, swallowing hard. He said slowly, "Believe it or not. The grain is all here. If you want to exchange it, hurry home and get your Polygonatum and Panax notoginseng. If you're too late, there won't be anything left!"
Those who were quick-witted turned around and ran home.
Wang Huanchun walked up to Zhang Da Tou with a look of surprise and doubt, staring at the contents of the basket. Besides coarse grains, there were also oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and other such items.
"Zhang Da Nao, what exactly did your Zhangjia Village do? How come you have extra grain?"
"Your Highness, if anyone else asked, I certainly wouldn't answer. But it's different with you. Speaking of this, we have to mention Er Gouzi..."
Zhang Da Nao was talking non-stop, like a storyteller, leaving Wang Huanchun and the others completely bewildered.
"Zhang Da Nao, are you fucking bragging? I could believe that Old Ming's kid works for the supply and marketing cooperative. But listen to what you just said? Calling the police station chief his brother? The hospital director is his brother, the hospital director is his friend... and he even rides in a car... Tell me, have you been watching too much TV in the county and lost your mind?"
One villager couldn't help but shout.
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