The other tables were not covered with white sheets, but had pottery basins filled with vegetables. Everyone stood around the table, waiting for Rong Chuan.

Seeing Rong Chuan, several guards held their fists in a military salute.

Everyone came forward to say hello, with honest smiles on their faces, but the smiles were mixed with respect, restraint, flattery and confusion.

After all, Rong Chuan is no longer the Rong Chuan who fled the famine with them. He is the son of the prince, a nobleman of Tianhuang, the son and grandson of the dragon.

Rong Chuan also felt a little sentimental in his heart. Looking back now, the days of escaping with them were the simplest and most relaxing days.

Mrs. Qian overcame her restraint and forced herself to greet him naturally, "Rong...Second Young Master, sit down quickly. This is all cooked by Wu Lang's mother. It has all the ingredients. It looks good, smells good and is delicious."

Shangguan Ruoli found some seasonings in the mountains, which can make barbecued meat and stewed meat less fishy and taste better.

Rong Chuan sat down and saw the vegetables in the pottery pot. His stomach growled and he said with a smile, "It looks delicious."

He said to Shangguan Ruoli who was at the other table: "Thank you for your hard work, Auntie."

Shangguan Ruoli said with a smile: "It's not hard work, the conditions are limited now. When the conditions are better in the future, I will make you something more delicious."

Ling Yue thought of the egg tarts, cakes, potato chips and other delicacies she had made, her eyes were bright and she said arrogantly: "My mother's food is so delicious that even the imperial chef can't cook it!"

Wulang didn't know what a royal chef was, but he supported his sister and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yes, yes."

Shangguan Ruoli pinched his little face and said with a smile: "It sounds like you have eaten the food cooked by the imperial chef!"

Wulang smiled shyly and snuggled into her arms.

Rong Chuan glanced at Ling Yue and said with a smile: "There will be a chance for you to taste the skills of the imperial chef."

Dongming Ziyu frowned slightly and said, "Use your chopsticks quickly. It's cold and the dishes are going to be cold."

Rong Chuan nodded and took a piece of braised pork first. Dong Chunlei, Mr. Dong and several famous elders at the same table moved their chopsticks one after another.

The people on the other tables looked away and stretched their chopsticks towards the dishes that they had long admired. Their eyes were bright, as if they had tasted delicious food in the world. For a moment, they could not talk, and there was only the sound of eating.

After everyone had eaten until they were seven-quarters full, they slowed down and were in the mood to talk.

Mrs. He's mouth was full of oil. She smiled and said to Shangguan Ruoli: "From Si'er's family, I didn't expect that your cooking skills are so good. You have to teach Dahe's daughter-in-law and Dajiang's daughter-in-law so that they can cook for me and me in the future.

The grandchildren will eat it.”

Mrs. Qian spat out the bones in her mouth and glared: "Do you want to take advantage of this? You have been searching for it all your life, are you willing to let go of oil? Are you willing to eat meat?"

Mrs. He blushed and said, "Sister-in-law, I don't think so. Why do you always think of me in the worst way?"

Mrs. Qian rolled her eyes at her and said, "You are so used to it that you don't even know it!"

When Shangguan Ruoli saw that the sisters-in-law were quarreling again, he hurriedly tried to smooth things over and said, "My sisters-in-law are watching me while I'm cooking. If I cook it twice more, I'll be good at it. I don't want to cook alone all the time."

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Sister-in-law Li Shi said with a smile: "I will help my younger siblings from now on."

Second sister-in-law Liu also echoed: "I feel like I have learned a few tricks. Daya, Erya and Sanlang all say that the food I cook is much more delicious than before."

The third sister-in-law, Mrs. Sun, curled her lips and kept putting meat into her son Shiro's bowl.

They are all sycophants! Idiots!

The fourth brother-in-law sold the tiger skin for 600 taels of silver this time, and didn't keep a penny. It was all confiscated, and no one said anything! If the money had been divided among his family, they would have already lived in a good brick house!

It's a good idea now, either I have to squeeze in with others on the big bed, or I have to live in a thatched hut and suffer the cold!

Rong Chuan listened to Dong Chunlei and Mr. Dong telling him about their future plans, how to build a house, how to grow vegetables, how to make money by selling vegetables, how to open up fertile land...

Their expressions were all full of hope. No one complained to him about how miserable, tired, difficult his life was, and how much he was bullied. No one asked him for more benefits or asylum in return for his kindness.

They just want to keep their feet on the ground and live a better life little by little with their hard-working hands. It seems that they were not the ones who were at war with the Jiang family just now.

Rong Chuan watched and listened, feeling a little sour in his heart. If he hadn't come, these people would have been forced to do something by the villagers, and then they would have been labeled as a mob, exterminated or sent to the army.

Rong Chuan felt that he must do something for them. After dinner, he took his guards to Youcheng to find his compatriot brother.

Dongming Ziyu and others stood at the entrance of the village, watching the group of people riding away, reluctant to leave.

Wulang hugged Dongming Ziyu's thigh, raised his little face, and said hopefully: "Dad, Wulang really wants a big horse!"

Dongming Ziyu picked up Wu Lang and said, "Okay, I will buy Wu Lang a big horse later."

He raised a lot of good horses in his space. At the beginning, there were only a dozen horses. During his travels over the years, he bought a few more horses. After breeding them, he now has more than fifty horses. They are all much better than Rongchuan's horses.

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When Dalang, Erlang, Sanlang and Silang heard this, their eyes lit up and they all gathered around Dongming Ziyu, saying good things and showing their loyalty, and they must listen to what the fourth uncle said.

Dongming Ziyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said: "When I have money in the future, I will buy a horse for each of you."

"Oh!" Several boys jumped up happily, and Saburo and Shiro even jumped up and down like little ponies.

"Uncle Four is the best!"

"Uncle Four is the best uncle in the world!"

"How great it would be if my fourth uncle were my father!"

Dong Youliang kicked Saburo on the butt, laughed and scolded: "You don't even recognize your father, I'll beat you like a horse!"

Everyone else laughed and did not take Dongming Ziyu's words seriously, thinking that he was trying to coax the children. Horses are very expensive and are military supplies. If you buy them, you have to register them with the Yamen, especially during this war period.

It is not something that ordinary people can buy or afford.

Everyone felt relaxed and could go up the mountain again. However, the conflict with the Chiang family also intensified. When both parties met, they glared, spat, and criticized Huai.

The old, weak, women and children moved into public housing, and some young couples, for the sake of convenience, would rather suffer a little cold and live in the original thatched shed.

The four members of Dongming Ziyu's family did not go to sleep on the big bed, but still lived in their own small home. The quilt was thicker, and when Wulang fell asleep, he took out the charcoal stove from the space and lit it.

One night five days later, Rong Chuan came over with a few people, two of whom were masters of jade mining.

Dongming Ziyu took them up the mountain and showed them the location of the veins. Sure enough, there was rich jadeite ore here.

They inspected the mountain for three days, and before leaving, they asked Dongming Ziyu to hear the news.

After seeing them off, Dongming Ziyu went to the county seat to inquire about the situation outside.

The situation outside is getting more and more tense. Pedestrians on the street look solemn and pace in a hurry. The prices of food and salt have doubled again.

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Chapter completed!