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

Chapter 67 The new house is completed, and the chickens fly over.

While Chen Da and the others were busy moving furniture, Chen Dao also came out of the new house and looked at the villagers who were watching.

The villagers noticed Chen Dao's gaze and greeted him warmly.

"Brother Dao, is the new house finished?"

"Brother Dao, how about we throw a housewarming party?"

"What housewarming banquet? That's something only city gentry can afford. You probably just want to freeload off Daoge'er's family."

"Brother Dao, is there anything I can help you with?"

"..."

Under the gaze of the crowd, Chen Dao thought for a moment and decided to try to win people's hearts.

"Good morning everyone!"

He first greeted everyone, then smiled and said, "To celebrate the completion of our new house, my family plans to hold a banquet tonight. Everyone in the village is welcome to come and take two steamed buns home to eat."

When Chen Dao said this, the villagers watching were first stunned, and then their first reaction was to doubt.

"Brother Dao, are you serious? You really can take two steamed buns?"

"Are you kidding us?"

"Brother Dao, you can't joke like that!"

"..."

It wasn't that the villagers didn't trust Chen Dao, but rather that food was so precious these days that they simply couldn't imagine someone being so generous as to offer them so much food.

"Of course it's true."

Chen Dao nodded in agreement. During the time the house was completed, Wu Han came over again, bringing a large amount of grain. Now, both the Chen family and Chen Dao's family have enough grain, so there is no pressure in sharing some with the villagers.

"That's great! Brother Dao is so generous!"

"There are actually steamed buns to eat! Brother Dao is so kind to us!"

"Brother Dao is such a good person."

"..."

Upon receiving Chen Dao's affirmative answer, the villagers cheered and praised Chen Dao's generosity.

At the same time, they scattered to their homes to tell their families the good news.

Village chief Chen He approached Chen Dao and asked with some concern, "Brother Dao, there are quite a few people in the village, do you have enough food?"

Chen He's concerns were not unfounded. The entire Chenjia Village had 103 households and a population of over 500. If each person had two steamed buns, that would amount to more than a thousand steamed buns. It wouldn't be easy for the landlord to come up with more than a thousand steamed buns.

"Don't worry, village chief, we have enough food."

Chen Dao had naturally done the mental calculations and knew that his family's grain reserves were more than enough to produce that many steamed buns.

"Then I'm relieved."

Chen He gave Chen Dao a deep look and felt that the boy in front of him had changed a lot. He used to look weak and frail, but now he had changed a lot. Not only was his complexion healthier, but his energy and spirit were far superior to those of the other people in the village.

Of course, Chen Dao has been eating a Blood Feather Chicken every day and has never stopped practicing his boxing. He had already become a ninth-rank martial artist seven days ago. When he was wearing clothes, Chen Dao's changes were not too obvious. But if he took off his shirt, you would find that Chen Dao's upper body muscles were extremely developed and his arm strength exceeded 7 jin. Now, even Chen Cheng, the strongest man in the village, probably could not compare with Chen Dao in terms of arm strength.

After becoming a martial artist, his qi and blood are abundant, and his ability to resist the cold is greatly enhanced. Although Chen Dao is still wearing patched and tattered clothes, the cold weather now has very little effect on him.

"Village chief, I'll head back to my work now."

After saying goodbye to the village chief, Chen Dao returned to Chen Dajia's house and told Li Ping and others about how he had treated the whole village to steamed buns, asking them to make more steamed buns that evening.

"Inviting the whole village to eat steamed buns? Brother Dao, you're being too generous."

He Cuilian, who was busy in the kitchen, said that she was not blaming Chen Dao, but felt that Chen Dao was being too extravagant. Even in good years, no one would dare to do something like inviting the whole village to eat steamed buns.

"Brother Dao, how about we give you a smaller portion, just one steamed bun each, okay?"

Li Ping frowned as well. She had now handed over all the family affairs to Chen Dao and rarely asked about his decisions anymore. But when she heard that Chen Dao was going to treat the whole village to steamed buns, she couldn't help but speak up.

The reason is simple: Chen Dao's behavior was far too extravagant. He gave away thousands of steamed buns with a wave of his hand. Although the family had plenty of food, they couldn't afford to waste it like that!

"Mom, just do as I say."

Chen Dao sighed inwardly. The reason he invited the whole village to eat steamed buns was not purely to win people's hearts, but more out of sympathy for the villagers.

Just a few days ago, several elderly people in the village starved to death at home because they didn't have enough food. Their families didn't even have the money or food to hold a funeral, so they hastily wrapped the bodies in straw mats and buried them on the edge of the desolate mountains.

Having witnessed the grief on the family's face, Chen Dao conceived the idea of ​​treating the entire village to steamed buns, not for any other reason than to ensure that the villagers could have a full meal and that fewer people would die.

"alright."

Li Ping and He Cuilian hesitated for a moment, but still agreed to the matter. In fact, they would not oppose Chen Dao's decision at all, since the reason why the two families are able to live a good life now is all because of Chen Dao.

Even Chen Da wouldn't object to Chen Dao's decision, let alone the two women.

So, the kitchen became busy as Li Ping, Ding Xiaohua, and He Cuilian made steamed buns.

Chen Dao went to the front yard to check on the chickens he was raising.

"I underestimated the breeding rate of yellow-feathered chickens!"

Looking at the chickens that were no longer contained by the cages in the front yard and were running around everywhere, Chen Dao was both happy and worried. He was happy because after more than ten days of breeding, the number of yellow-feathered chickens had exceeded one hundred!

Among them, there were 40 adult yellow-feathered chickens, 62 young yellow-feathered chickens, and 3 blood-feathered chickens.

In order to increase the size of the flock, Chen Dao did not choose to breed too many blood-feathered chickens, but instead allowed the yellow-feathered chickens to continue to breed.

The yellow-feathered chickens did not disappoint Chen Dao. In just over ten days, they multiplied to more than one hundred. Now, about 12 yellow-feathered chicks are born every day, and the breeding speed is increasing further.

What worries Chen Dao is that... with the increasing number of yellow-feathered chickens, the cage-raising method can no longer be sustained.

In fact, 10 days ago, the cages in the front yard were already too big to hold so many yellow-feathered chickens, so some of them had to be released outside the cages and allowed to roam freely.

At first, Chen Dao was quite worried that these yellow-feathered chickens would run around, but fortunately, Xiao Hei was there.

Perhaps because of their high bloodline level, these yellow-feathered chickens are extremely afraid of Xiao Hei. Chen Dao can control these yellow-feathered chickens through Xiao Hei, preventing them from running around.