In years of famine and drought, their village even rejected fatty meat.

Chapter 727 (This last part is a bit awkward and doesn't translate directly.)

After reaching Chencun Avenue, the two groups separated. Chen Dao and Chen Cheng returned home, while Yang Zheng and the others walked along Chencun Avenue, observing the Chenjia Village villagers passing by.

"These villagers look so healthy!"

Yang Erlang remarked with emotion that every villager from Chenjia Village he saw walking along Chencun Avenue had a very healthy complexion and looked very well, completely different from the malnourished and pale-faced people of Liangzhou.

"Yes! The people of Liangzhou are all emaciated and pale because they can't get enough to eat. Their complexion is completely different from that of the villagers in Chenjia Village."

“Look at that child, he’s as strong as a calf, completely different from the skinny children of Liangzhou.”

“The villagers of Chenjia Village look like real people, while the people of Liangzhou look like skin and bones.”

"..."

As the villagers of Chenjia Village kept passing by, Yang Zheng's bodyguards had complicated expressions. They were all human, but the people of Liangzhou and the people of Chenjia Village looked like two completely different species.

Because everyone in Chenjia Village has enough to eat, the villagers are physically strong, have powerful voices, and always have a relaxed smile on their faces.

The people of Liangzhou were starving, and their faces were always lifeless, completely lacking the vitality of the villagers of Chenjia Village...

Continuing forward, the group soon arrived at the first half of Chencun Avenue, which is the commercial area of ​​Chenjia Village.

It was peak time for people to leave work, and Chencun Avenue became even more bustling.

After work, workers who have no one to cook at home or are too lazy to cook will get together with three or five friends to eat out. This not only helps them split the cost of the meal, but also allows them to chat and joke around, creating a better atmosphere.

So when Yang Zheng and his group arrived at Chencun Avenue, they saw a large number of workers looking for food.

These workers walked together in groups of three or five, arm in arm, sometimes buying food from roadside stalls, sometimes going into restaurants to enjoy dinner.

The most popular restaurant among the workers was undoubtedly Chencun Restaurant.

"Are you all hungry?"

Yang Zheng turned around and glanced at Yang Erlang and the others.

"I am a little hungry."

Yang Erlang replied that he had only eaten breakfast since he set off in the morning, and hadn't had time to eat any dry rations while traveling. His stomach was already growling with hunger.

"Let's go then! Let's eat first and then talk."

Yang Zheng and his group stepped into Chencun Restaurant. The next moment, a commotion arose. The entire restaurant hall was bustling with activity. Almost every table was filled with workers from Chenjia Village. Some were engrossed in their food, while most were drinking with their friends, enjoying themselves immensely.

Yang Zheng glanced briefly at the scene in the lobby, feeling increasingly emotional.

In Liangzhou, eating out is an extremely luxurious thing for ordinary people. It is no exaggeration to say that many people may never eat out in their entire lives...

In contrast, in Chenjia Village, everyone has the means to dine in restaurants, and can even afford meat dishes...

The difference in living standards between the people in the two places is simply too great.

"Sir, would you like a meal or a room?"

The restaurant waiter noticed Yang Zheng and his group and came up to them, asking politely.

"Have a meal, then check into a hotel."

Yang Zheng gave a concise answer, then immediately added, "Do you have any seats available?"

"Yes! Please follow me, sir!"

The restaurant staff quickly found two empty tables for Yang Zheng and his group. After putting the two tables together and arranging for them to sit down, they handed the menu to Yang Zheng: "Sir, this is our restaurant's menu. Please take a look and see what you would like to order."

"it is good."

Yang Zheng took the menu and glanced at it, a look of surprise immediately appearing on his face.

Compared to the restaurants he had been to, the prices of the dishes in Chenjia Village were outrageously cheap.

In Liangzhou, even the lowest-class restaurants charge at least 500 coins for a single meat dish, while here in Chenjia Village…

Half a chicken only costs 150 coins, and the prices of vegetables and staple foods are also far lower than those in Liangzhou.

No wonder the workers in Chenjia Village all like to eat out.

Yang Zheng seemed to be deep in thought. The villagers of Chenjia Village had high incomes, and the food in the restaurant was cheap, so people were naturally willing to come to the restaurant occasionally to spend money.

After all, no matter how good the food is at home, it can never compare to the skills of a chef in a restaurant.

"Hey buddy, give us two roast chickens, two roast ducks, and..."

Yang Zheng ordered a whopping eight dishes, most of which were meat dishes. In addition, he also ordered a lot of staple food and drinks.

"Okay, sir, wait a moment."

After noting down the names of the dishes, the waiter left.

Soon after, the dishes Yang Zheng ordered began to arrive one after another.

The roasted chicken was charred and fragrant; the roast duck had a crisp skin and a bright red color; and the stir-fried cabbage looked crisp and refreshing...

One dish after another made everyone's mouths water.

Of course, what attracts them most is the wine served last!

The bitterly cold Liangzhou has a tradition of drinking alcohol to keep warm. Even ordinary people would buy some alcohol to warm themselves in winter if their economic conditions allowed, let alone soldiers like Yang Zheng.

The moment the wine was served, everyone's eyes lit up, and they couldn't wait to fill their bowls to the brim.

Seeing this, Yang Zheng smiled, picked up the wine pot and filled everyone's bowls with wine, then raised his cup and said, "Come on, have a drink to warm yourselves up."

"drink!"

Everyone raised their glasses and drank the wine in one gulp.

Then they started eating and drinking, having a great time.

"happy!"

After drinking three bowls of wine, Yang Erlang exclaimed how satisfying it was. He picked up a piece of roast chicken, threw it into his mouth, and shouted, "Eating meat and drinking wine in big gulps is just so refreshing!"

"Ha ha!"

The men present burst into loud laughter, and many of the Chenjia Village workers who heard Yang Erlang's voice nearby also showed kind smiles.

"Erlang, don't drink too much. We have important business to attend to tomorrow."

"Don't worry, Yang Shuai! Don't you know my alcohol tolerance? I won't get drunk easily."

"..."

By the time dinner ended, the sun had completely set, and most of the diners had already left. Yang Zheng first called the waiter to settle the bill, and then booked a few guest rooms in the restaurant, intending to stay there for the night.

When they arrived at the guest room, Yang Erlang's face was flushed, indicating he was somewhat drunk.

Yang Zheng helped him to bed and then walked to the window, gazing at Chenjia Village with its twinkling lights outside, lost in thought.

"Yang Shuai".

At this time, a voice came from behind.

It turned out that, without anyone noticing, Yang Erlang, who appeared to be drunk, had already woken up from his bed and was standing behind Yang Zheng, gazing out the window with him.

"You're not drunk?"

Yang Zheng asked without turning his head.