The group arrived at Linjia Village and received a grand welcome. Although there wasn't much meat on the table, it was all prepared with care by everyone.
Nowadays, most families in Linjia Village use their savings to buy grain, so it's already quite impressive that they put effort into making these things.
Zhongheng looked at these novel dishes with curiosity and tasted them, especially the kudzu root dumplings, which were soft, sticky, and fragrant, leaving a lasting impression.
There are also desserts made with kudzu root jelly, which are already delicious with just a little bit of maltose and hawthorn cake crumbs.
Of course, there are other dishes as well, all of which are the specialty dishes made by the other women in Linjia Village.
"What are these dumplings and sweet cakes made of?"
Zhongheng's tone was novel.
He travels to various places every year to sell grain, but he has never actually eaten this kind of food before!
The group of people from Linjia Village immediately looked at Lin Anniang. After all, this was food given to this woman by the Mountain Goddess. She was willing to share it with Linjia Village because everyone was a believer of the Mountain Goddess, but this new grain merchant was not.
Lin Anniang also took a bite of the dumpling made from kudzu root flour and pointed to the tree roots piled up in the courtyard of the old house.
"These dumpling wrappers and cold rice cakes are all made from those tree roots. If you want to know the reason, you have to ask the Mountain Goddess."
Zhongheng was shocked: "These foods are actually made from tree roots?"
He recognized these tree roots; he used to see them often in the mountains. If the roots could be made into food, they could save many people during famine years!
Zhongheng admired the mountain goddess even more. How could she be a demon? How could a demon do such a thing?
After finishing his meal, Zhongheng approached Old Madam Gongsun and Lin Anniang, shamelessly asking, "Old Madam, Anniang, may I take my brothers to pay our respects to the Mountain Goddess?"
"Don't worry, the brothers are very tight-lipped. We used to work for a security escort agency, so we're the best at keeping secrets!"
Zhongheng was really itching to try it.
Having witnessed the power of the mountain goddess, he was determined to pay his respects and absolutely could not leave prematurely!
As soon as Granny Gongsun saw him, she knew what he was up to. However, the Mountain Goddess needed more believers. Zhongheng came from Chongzhou and was a well-known figure there. If this guy was willing to believe in the Mountain Goddess, it might bring unimaginable results.
However, things that are easily obtained are not cherished by anyone. Just look at some of the villagers in Linjia Village; some of them are unaware of their good fortune.
So Old Lady Gongsun frowned slightly, pretending to be troubled.
"I'll just take you for a quick look, then you'd better leave immediately."
Zhongheng nodded repeatedly, overjoyed.
The group of men behind them were also quite excited. Ever since they witnessed the abilities of Lin Anniang and Cui Ying, their minds had been soaring. Now that they could witness that mysterious being, they couldn't wait to celebrate with drums and gongs.
Today happens to be the day when Linjia Village worships the mountain god every three days. Most of the villagers have finished eating and are already waiting in their courtyards.
Zhongheng happened to lead his men to follow them. Along the way, he carefully observed the villagers' houses and found that many houses were already half empty.
It seems that Old Lady Gongsun has made up her mind to move the entire village to the barren mountains.
To his surprise, there were two families in the village who didn't participate in any activities and even looked at them with the eyes of someone who was mentally challenged.
Lin Erluo is currently having wooden doors made. He has replaced all the doors in his house recently, and the workmanship and patterns look very beautiful. Several companies have contacted him one after another.
Although they were all from other villages, Lin Erluo was full of enthusiasm. As long as he earned this money and gave it to his mother, maybe they could eat meat again in a while!
Wu Cuiying was the only one who snorted coldly and just watched his back without offering any help.
"Didn't I ask you to lend me a hand? Why are you sitting there without moving? Did I marry you to treat you like a prince? You don't do anything!" Lin Erluo's face turned red with anger as soon as he saw her face.
Wu Cuiying sneered again: "What, don't I cook the meals at home? Are you eating pig swill?"
"Didn't I clean the house? Are you stepping on a pigsty?"
Lin Erluo: "..."
"Isn't that what you're supposed to do? Your third brother's wife has done all that for so many years, what's wrong with asking you to do a little something?"
"Don't you want me to earn more money, buy more things for the family, and have a nice meal?"
Lin Erluo was somewhat annoyed.
"Make more money, buy some nice things, have a good meal? You must be dreaming! You'd never get your hands on the good stuff."
Ever since she overheard Old Madam Lin's conversation and learned that the other party had given most of the family's grain to the eldest son's family, along with twenty taels of silver, Wu Cuiying had already figured it out.
All the good things in the house belong to the eldest son's family, because the eldest son's family has two scholars, which brings them more honor!
At this moment, Wu Cuiying truly regretted not making a scene when the family divided the property, so that the second branch of the family could also be separated.
Now look what's happened! They're working themselves to the bone here, but when the eldest son's family comes over again, all the good stuff will go to them, and the second son's family won't get a thing!
"Wu Cuiying, are you crazy? Those are my parents. How could they not take care of me? If they hadn't paid for it, how would I have had the opportunity to learn this craft from Carpenter Wu?"
Although he wasn't as strong as the other carpenters, and even had to learn for several more years, he finally graduated and could make furniture on his own, right?
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