The dining table in the main house of Jia Youcai's house was made up of two large square tables put together. In addition to the common chicken, duck, fish and meat, there were also various wild game delicacies, totaling eighteen dishes.
The delicious ingredients, combined with He Daqing's delicious cooking skills, suddenly filled the air with all kinds of tempting aromas.
When you smell it, you can't help but swallow your saliva.
For example, Zhao Gangzhi, who was sitting in the upper seat, swallowed his saliva in an uncooperative manner.
I couldn't go to the front to fight, so there was really nothing to eat. Suddenly, so many delicious dishes came up, and I couldn't help but eat them when I smelled them.
Jia Youcai, who was sitting next to him, was secretly happy and quickly asked Yang Aiguo, Wang Xiulan and the guards to sit down.
"Come on, sit down, don't just stand there and watch. Let's start eating. We won't drink anymore. This PLA comrade has some business to attend to later, and we can't delay."
When everyone was seated, no one started eating. Zhao Gangzhi looked at the dishes and then at Jia Youcai, stopping two or three times.
"Jia Youcai, isn't it said that your family has been poor peasants for eight generations? How can you be so good at entertaining people?
Did you take all the things from your fellow villagers' homes?
Or maybe you are lying to us, saying that your family has been rich for eight generations.
Even a wealthy person wouldn't dare to eat like this."
Jia Youcai looked at Zhao Gangzhi's unhappy expression and hurriedly explained.
"I am really a poor peasant for eight generations. If you don't believe me, ask Yang Aiguo and Wang Xiulan. All this food was given to the villagers. I lent them money and they gave it to me as a gift.
But now in the countryside, even if you are rich, you can't afford a table like this.
You can eat it without worry, it comes from a clean and honest source."
Zhao Gang was even more confused. "Borrow a gun? I forgot to ask you, where did you get all those guns? I think you have hundreds of them."
Jia Youcai curled his lips and said, "Where did they come from? I bought them from the black market in the city. You haven't been to the city to see. Some time ago, those guys on the black market were selling guns and ammunition in boxes.
Rifles, pistols, and grenades were scattered all over the floor as if they were free.
The old ones are from all countries.
They were all retired stragglers who sold their weapons. I think it was the officers of the National Army who ordered people to sell them.
It looks like it’s about to fail, so I’ll save as much as I can.
Didn't I just buy some land from these villages? I was afraid that someone from the city would come out and persecute the group, so I bought some old weapons on the black market with my own money and sent a little to each village to protect themselves."
After hearing this, Zhao Gang looked at Yang Aiguo and Wang Xiulan on the side with a questioning look.
Seeing the two nod, he continued to ask: "Then how did your family, eight generations of poor farmers, get so much money to buy weapons? Even the old ones are not cheap, right?"
Jia Youcai coughed dryly, and was about to start pretending to...that.
"My family has no money and no land. But my wife is rich.
This is all thanks to my father's foresight.
He knew the advantages of studying, lived frugally, and even sold his land in the local area, all in order to teach me knowledge.
There is an old saying that books contain beautiful women and golden houses, but my father taught me this.
Besides, I am not bad looking, and I am a well-known handsome young man in the area.
You saw my educated temperament and my looks, so you came into the city.
The eldest daughter of the Chen family, whose ancestors have run a silk shop for generations, fell in love with her at first sight and insisted on marrying into our family."
Zhao Gangzhi was completely confused. Why did this kid talk so nonsense? He was not afraid of him and dared to say anything.
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