On weekdays, everyone eats their own food. Today, there are a lot of supplies and the villagers are happy. The village chief organized everyone to eat together.
The villagers were celebrating as if it were New Year's Day. The men helped to chop wood for the fire, while the women were happily washing rice, cutting meat and washing vegetables.
The vegetables were grown by the villagers themselves and were enough to feed their own people, so An Jingzhi and his friends did not buy them specifically.
But they bought a lot of vegetable seeds. Modern seeds have been improved and the harvest will be better than those they grow themselves.
Everyone was busy with their own things. An Jingzhi, the fortune teller, and Aunt Qian were talking about the situation at the foot of the mountain.
"Village chief, you can distribute the seeds we bought down the mountain to everyone to plant. The methods are similar."
"How's it been this month? It's been pretty good. The people down the mountain are very friendly. As long as you follow the rules, no one will bully you."
"Pay taxes? You have to pay taxes, but I heard that farmers don't have to pay taxes anymore. Instead, the government will give them subsidies every year."
"Of course it's true. How could I possibly deceive you?"
"Is it expensive? The supplies down the mountain aren't expensive. Our group's wages are pretty average, mine is a little higher."
"No one gave us any trouble. The reason we were able to get the goods back this time was thanks to Xiao Yang, the country, the imperial court. They sent someone there and said that we were their ancestors and people from the same country, so they were willing to help us."
"What's the point? They must be trying to learn something from us. I've already made inquiries. A time traveler is someone who suddenly rushes from hundreds of years ago to the future."
"They have never seen a real time traveler, so they are definitely curious about us and want to get some information from us."
"Why don't you just ask? I guess they're not sure if we're real time travelers, so they're still observing us."
"Don't worry, as long as we don't tell them about Changsheng, they won't know."
The questions and answers from several people solved many of the village chief's confusions.
As we were talking, the food was already cooked.
The fragrance of rice spread throughout the village, as well as the two pigs they bought. One was stewed with other vegetables, and the other was distributed to each household.
Smelling the fragrant meat, everyone couldn't help but stare at the makeshift stove with green light in their eyes.
"Village Chief, Mr. An, it's time to eat."
Everyone came to the prepared tables and chairs and sat down.
For Aunt Qian and her friends who had already gone down the mountain, it was just an ordinary dinner, but for the villagers, it was a rare delicacy.
Looking at the villagers wolfing down their food, and then looking at his own son who was eating so much that only meat was left in his eyes.
Aunt Qian and her group of people could hardly eat. They were enjoying the good life down there while the villagers were suffering up there.
Seeing that Aunt Qian didn't move her chopsticks, her son became anxious and couldn't help but pick up two pieces of food for her with his chopsticks: "Eat quickly, Mom, what are you doing standing there? It will be gone soon."
"Mom is not hungry, you guys eat."
Although not everyone here is her child, after hundreds of years of living together, everyone is as close as a family.
"Auntie," the others at the table also stopped what they were doing, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
"No, I ate so many delicious foods at the foot of the mountain. I'm not hungry now. You guys eat what you want."
Everyone persuaded her a few more times, and seeing that Aunt Qian was fine, she continued to eat.
Niu Dazhu and the others were also observing the villagers.
I didn’t think so before, after all, they would also be one of them, but now looking back, I feel inexplicably sad.
After the meal, the villagers went back satisfied.
After meeting, Niu Dazhu and his friends found An Jingzhi who was discussing with the village chief.
"What's wrong with you?" asked Village Chief Niu.
Aunt Qian sighed and found a place to sit down: "I feel bad. Seeing everyone like that today, I feel really bad."
After more than half a month, she almost forgot how everyone eats.
Food and accommodation were provided at the foot of the mountain, and there was enough food. No one ever restricted them to a certain number of bowls of food, and they finally felt the satisfaction of having enough to eat.
After eating it a few times, everyone stopped eating as voraciously as before.
"Yeah, those guys are so hungry that their eyes are green."
When they were given new clothes, everyone was just excited, but the real craziness came during the meal.
An Jingzhi smiled and said, "You came at the right time. I was discussing with the village chief whether to send a few more people to work."
Aunt Qian's eyes lit up: "What do you mean?"
An Jingzhi explained, "Don't the imperial court down the mountain want to contact us? As long as we keep that secret, the rest won't matter. I think if we send a few more people down to work, they'll be even happier."
As for whether they can hold on, the youngest among them is five hundred years old. It concerns the lives of the entire village, and no one can fail to hold on.
"It's a good opportunity to have more people working, so we can buy more things to bring back to the village, and everyone can live better."
When Aunt Qian and the others didn't come over, Village Chief Niu was discussing with An Jingzhi about asking a few more people to go with them.
Even he himself wanted to go out and take a look, but was finally persuaded by An Jingzhi that someone had to stay in the village.
Aunt Qian and the others were immediately delighted and said, "That's great!"
"Let's ask Xiao Yang to help arrange it later. He also works at the school, so we can still see each other regularly."
The next day, when they heard that the village chief was going to select people to work at the foot of the mountain, everyone rushed to sign up.
Niu Dazhu, the fool who was always hungry and skinny, gained a lot of weight this time when he came back, and everyone saw it.
"Village chief, I'll go! Let's go to work at the foot of the mountain. Not only will we work, but we will also be responsible for inquiring about the situation over there. I used to be a matchmaker, so I'm the most suitable person to get information from families in all directions!" Matchmaker Wang raised her hand to recommend herself.
The village chief nodded: "Okay, then you're one of them."
"Village Chief, I can go too!" The usually calm and composed Zhu Shenpo couldn't help but speak up: "I only have that small half of the book on the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams. I want to go down the mountain to see if I can collect more and understand the situation down there so that I can set up a better formation in the future."
The village chief pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, you're one."
"Village Chief, I'm strong, I can also help in the kitchen!"
"Pah! Who doesn't have enough strength? The work down the mountain doesn't require strength!"
Even the oldest village chief in their village can do that kind of work!
After knowing that there was no danger at the foot of the mountain for the time being, everyone felt like flying down.
They all recommended themselves, hoping to get a chance to go down the mountain and take a look.
The scenery that Aunt Qian, Niu Dazhu and the others described was really so attractive.
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