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

Chapter 345 Good Luck

"Madam, where did these vegetables come from?"

Xu Zhiwen asked in astonishment, for even he, the county magistrate, had not seen green on the dining table all winter.

Therefore, I was quite surprised to see stir-fried cabbage on the table.

"I bought it at the North Gate."

Xu Zhiwen's wife smiled and said, "The vegetable vendor said the vegetables were transported from Chenjia Village. Chenjia Village is really something, they always manage to come up with some good stuff!"

Xu Zhiwen's wife, Wu, is also considered one of the "die-hard fans" of Chenjia Village. Ever since she bought a yellow-feathered chicken once, she has fallen in love with this breed of chicken, which is plump and tender. She even bought several down jackets produced in Chenjia Village. This time, she went to buy some Chenjia Village cabbage as soon as she learned that it was for sale in the city.

It can be said that she had an exceptionally deep interest in buying products from Chenjia Village.

It was indeed produced in Chenjia Village.

Xu Zhiwen's face showed an expression of "I knew it." The season when vegetables in Qingzhou mature and are on the market in large quantities is usually in March. Only the mysterious Chenjia Village could produce cabbage like this, which is on the market in February.

"Sir, let me tell you, these cabbages are in high demand!"

Madam Wu smiled and said, "The cabbages from the North Gate were snapped up as soon as they arrived. They were sold out in less than a quarter of an hour. I was lucky to have arrived early, otherwise I probably wouldn't have been able to buy any."

After saying that, Madam Wu added, "My lord, please try it and see how it tastes."

Xu Zhiwen sat down, picked up a cabbage leaf stewed with chicken with his chopsticks. The cabbage leaf, soaked in broth, looked very tempting. He took a bite, and the rich broth and refreshing cabbage juices burst in his mouth. Xu Zhiwen couldn't help but nod: "This cabbage is very refreshing, and it even has a sweet taste."

As he spoke, Xu Zhiwen unconsciously sped up the speed at which he picked up food. Having not eaten vegetables all winter, he was also extremely craving green vegetables.

Wu sat to the side, watching Xu Zhiwen eat heartily, her eyes full of smiles.

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At Liu Qiaoshou's home in Chenjia Village.

Liu Qiaoshou's family and Wang Ling's family sat around the dining table.

On the dining table were a plate of stewed chicken with cabbage and a plate of stir-fried cabbage. As for the staple food, it was steamed buns made by everyone in Chenjia Village.

"You're so clever! Why is the food so good today?"

Looking at the sumptuous meal on the table, Wang Ling asked, "Liu Qiaoshou is considered a relatively wealthy family in Chenjia Village. After all, he not only receives a monthly salary from Chen Daofa, but also runs his own furniture store, earning at least 3 taels of silver per month."

Even in Liu Qiaoshou's wealthy family, meat wasn't served every day. Most of the time, they ate white flour steamed buns, perhaps with an egg drop soup.

"Isn't this to celebrate the bumper cabbage harvest in the village?"

Liu Qiaoshou said with a smile, "Brother Dao distributed cabbages to the whole village. I thought that eating only cabbages would be too monotonous, so I bought a yellow-feathered chicken to stew with the cabbages."

As she spoke, Liu Qiaoshou glanced at her children, who were swallowing hard at the table, and said, "Let's eat!"

Upon hearing this, the two children immediately picked up their chopsticks and began to devour the chicken.

Liu Qiaoshou picked up a piece of cabbage and put it in her mouth. After being stewed for a long time, the cabbage was full of chicken oil and soup, and the taste was refreshing and sweet.

"This cabbage tastes really good."

Wang Ling, who also tasted the cabbage, praised it highly.

The two women were also smiling, clearly very satisfied with the taste of the cabbage. Having not been able to eat any vegetables all winter, they naturally found the cabbage delicious.

Fifteen minutes later, Wang Ling, having eaten and drunk his fill, patted his lower abdomen and couldn't help but sigh, "Qiaoshou, our lives are getting better and better!"

Before the Spring Festival, Wang Ling, who had become a refugee, probably dreamed of having enough to eat and a warm little nest. Now, his dream has come true, and...

Life kept getting better and better, so good that it felt like a dream.

After arriving in Chenjia Village, with the help of Liu Qiaoshou, he not only had enough to eat, but also became the manager of Qiaoshou Furniture Shop, receiving 500 coins from Liu Qiaoshou every month, something Wang Ling had never dared to dream of before.

"Yes."

Liu Qiaoshou nodded vigorously, her eyes filled with emotion: "We're lucky to have met such a good person as Brother Dao, otherwise we would probably have starved and frozen to death outside the city long ago."

Although Xu Zhiwen provided food for the refugees outside the city, the cold weather before the New Year still caused many refugees to freeze to death.

Every time she thinks about this, Liu Qiaoshou feels especially grateful that she chose to follow Chen Dao and settle in Chenjia Village, otherwise...

He might have been one of the refugees who froze to death outside the city.

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In Taicang County, while the villagers of Chenjia Village were enjoying delicious stewed cabbage, Zheng Qing, in the prefectural governor's mansion, stared at the sumptuous dishes on the table, but had no appetite at all.

Recently, the activities of the Taishan bandits outside the city have become more frequent, and they seem to be deliberately targeting the Zheng family's caravans. In just a few days, the number of Zheng family caravans robbed by the Taishan bandits has reached as high as 5, and the losses are so great that Zheng Qing is in great pain.

"Father."

Looking at Zheng Qing's worried face, Zheng Qiuyan said softly, "Let's eat something first."

At this moment, a young boy was eating heartily beside Zheng Qiuyan, who was none other than Zheng Qiuyan's younger brother, Zheng Yu.

"How could I, your father, possibly eat this?"

Zheng Qing shook his head, glanced at the carefree Zheng Yu, and looked helpless.

Compared to Zheng Qiuyan, his son's personality was completely the opposite; he was carefree and had no interest in family matters whatsoever.

Of course, he wasn't some spoiled brat; he wouldn't do things like bullying men or women, but...

As the heir of a large family, Zheng Yu had no interest in martial arts, nor did he like reading. He only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun all day long, which was clearly not the behavior of a qualified heir.

Otherwise, Zheng Qing wouldn't have entrusted his business to Zheng Qiuyan.

after all……

Zheng Qiuyan, being a woman, is ultimately not suited to appearing in public!

"Yan'er."

Ignoring Zheng Yu, who was engrossed in eating and drinking, Zheng Qing said to Zheng Qiuyan, "You're going to Taiping County tomorrow, aren't you?"

"Yes father."

Zheng Qiuyan replied, "A month has passed, and the blood-feathered chickens and red-blooded chickens we brought back last time have been completely consumed. We need to restock."

Of the blood-feathered chickens and red-blooded chickens that the Zheng family brought back from Taiping County last time, a total of 70 were sold at Zheng Baolou, and Han Yue took 30 of them.

The remaining 100 were distributed among their own warriors to increase their numbers.