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

Chapter 638 Bold Words

The two were very pleased with Zhao Xiaoliang's filial piety.

He simply became a formal worker in Chenjia Village...

The two felt it was unrealistic!

In the entire Taiping County, there are at least 80,000 to 100,000 people who want to become workers in Chenjia Village, but the number of people who can actually become workers in Chenjia Village and secure a stable job there is less than 5000.

Of course, if we include those who work and live in Chenjia Village but are not directly affiliated with Chenjia Village, the number would be even higher, around 10,000 people.

However, compared to the population of Taiping County, which has over 200,000 people, this number is still relatively small. Those who can find work and live in Chenjia Village are undoubtedly lucky.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhao did not think that their eldest son would be such a lucky person. They only hoped that Zhao Xiaoliang could treat this job well and earn some money to improve the family's living conditions.

"I'm done eating!"

Before long, Zhao Xiaoliang had finished his meal of wheat porridge. He put down his bowl and chopsticks, smacked his lips, and said, "I heard that in Chenjia Village, they grind wheat into flour and then make steamed buns. I wonder if the lunch Chenjia Village is serving us will be steamed buns."

For ordinary families like Zhao Xiaoliang's, wheat rice is a common food on the table, and Zhao Xiaoliang is used to its taste.

But the wheat porridge was still a bit hard to swallow, and Zhao Xiaoliang couldn't help but think that it would be nice if his family could also eat sweet steamed buns.

"Steamed buns are such a precious food, how could we possibly afford to eat them?"

Mr. Zhao sighed. He had seen steamed buns when he went to the county town and had thought about trying them, but after learning about their price, he suddenly lost all interest.

In the city, a steamed bun the size of a baby's fist and weighing less than two ounces costs three coins. This is food that ordinary people cannot afford.

Compared to steamed buns, wheat rice is the most suitable food because the wheat is grown by the family. After saving the process of hulling, grinding into flour and making into steamed buns, the cost is almost negligible.

"lets change a topic!"

Zhao Xiaoliang knew that steamed buns were not a luxury that his poor family could afford, so he skipped the topic and said goodbye to his parents, "Father, Mother, I'm leaving!"

"Go! Remember to work hard."

"I understand."

After Zhao Xiaoliang left, Zhao's father and mother woke up the children who were still sleeping in, and the family sat at the dining table to eat the leftover wheat rice.

"mother."

Zhao Xiaoliang's third sister, Zhao Xiaoxin, who was about ten years old, asked her mother while eating, "Did my eldest brother go out to work again?"

"Yes!"

Zhao's mother gently stroked Zhao Xiaoxin's somewhat dry and yellow hair and said softly, "Big brother has gone out to work. When he comes back with his earnings, Xiaoxin will be able to live a good life."

"Uh-huh!"

Young Zhao Xiaoxin nodded repeatedly and said, "Big brother is amazing! He always manages to earn money every time he goes out to work."

"Of course my brother is amazing!"

Zhao Xiaoliang's second younger brother, Zhao Shu, said loudly, "When I grow up, I want to be like my older brother and earn money for the family so that our parents and Xiaoxin can eat meat!"

As he uttered these bold words, Zhao Shu couldn't help but lick his lips, clearly indicating that he also wanted to eat meat.

"Really, Second Brother?"

Zhao Xiaoxin looked at Zhao Shu with a face full of admiration, swallowing hard: "Can I really eat meat?"

"If I say it's okay, then it's okay!"

Zhao Shu proudly declared, "Xiao Xin, just you wait. I'll buy you one, no, five chickens to eat!"

Five chickens!

Zhao Xiaoxin's mouth was practically watering. In her limited life, she had eaten meat very few times, but the deliciousness of meat was exceptionally clear in her memory. Her craving for meat was boundless.

So when Zhao Shu said he was going to buy her five chickens, Zhao Xiaoxin's eyes lit up like stars in the night sky, filled with longing for meat.

"Second brother, I believe you! I want to eat chicken, I want to eat five chickens!"

"it is good!"

Listening to the two children's childish conversation, Mr. and Mrs. Fang exchanged a smile, but their hearts were filled with bitterness.

As parents, how could they not want to feed their children meat? How could they not want to give their children a better life?

Unfortunately... as farmers at the very bottom of the Xia Kingdom, their knowledge and abilities were limited. Being able to feed three children and ensure they had enough to eat was already the limit of their abilities.

As for eating meat...

Such a thing was something neither of them dared to hope for; only innocent and ignorant children would dare to think about it.

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The words are divided into two parts.

Just as Zhao Shu was making his bold statement, Zhao Xiaoliang successfully met up with Zhao Wan and Zhao Shitou at the village entrance, and then the three of them set off together towards the county town.

Along the way, they encountered many workers heading to Chenjia Village, which made the group grow larger and larger. The large group of people braved the cold wind, first entering the county town, and then leaving through the north gate, heading towards Chenjia Village.

About an hour later, the group arrived at the entrance of Chenjia Village, only to find that the entrance was already packed with people. A large number of recruited workers were gathered at the entrance, making the entire village entrance completely blocked.

Despite the large number of people, there was no sense of chaos at all.

Because soldiers from the Chen Family Army were maintaining order at the entrance of Chen Family Village, no one dared to cause trouble.

"Village Chief Chen said that someone would arrange work for us after we arrived at the village entrance, but where is he now?"

Zhao Xiaoliang stood on tiptoe and looked ahead, but saw no other people from Chenjia Village besides the fully armed soldiers.

"They probably haven't arrived yet!"

An older man near Zhao Xiaoliang said, "No need to rush, we can just wait."

"All right!"

Zhao Xiaoliang nodded and patiently stood there waiting.

Not long after, Zhao Xiaoliang heard a commotion in the crowd ahead. He quickly looked up and saw a group of people walking out of Chenjia Village. The leader was a middle-aged man, Chen Hou, the manager of the Chenjia Village construction team.

Looking at the men gathered outside the village, Chen Hou nodded in satisfaction. The village chief was quite reliable; he had recruited only young and strong men, and had not brought in any old, weak, sick, or disabled people.

Of course, this does not mean that Chen Hou discriminated against the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled. Rather, the construction team's work was extremely physically demanding, and the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled were simply not up to the task. Only young and strong men were the best choice.

"I am Chen Hou, the foreman of the construction team in Chenjia Village."

Standing at the front of the crowd, Chen Hou introduced himself: "From now on, you will all be under my management. If I tell you to move wood, you are not allowed to move bricks. If I tell you to dig sand, you are not allowed to move stones. Do you all understand?"