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

Chapter 9 Good thing

"Mother knows."

Li Ping agreed verbally, but what she was really thinking was anyone's guess.

Meanwhile, at Chen Da's home, the three members of Chen Da's family gathered for a meal.

"Cuilian, there's something I need to tell you."

At the dining table, Chen Da hesitated for a moment before telling He Cuilian what he had discussed with Chen Dao that afternoon.

"Such a precious secret recipe, Xiaodao is actually willing to tell you?"

He Cuilian exclaimed in surprise, "The method of raising gray-feathered chickens into white-feathered chickens is obviously incredibly valuable."

"I didn't expect Xiaodao to be so honest."

Chen Da exclaimed, "Ping-ge really raised an extraordinary son!"

"Xiaodao is indeed very sensible."

He Cuilian said, "Chen Da, let me tell you, Xiao Dao's family has finally found a way to make money, you can't tell anyone about this recipe."

"I know."

Chen Da nodded solemnly, then said, "Xiao Dao means that she hopes our family can also make money using this formula. What do you think?"

"This is a good thing!"

He Cuilian's eyes lit up, and she said, "If we can also make money this way, you won't have to risk going into the mountains to hunt."

Everyone in the village envied the good life of the Chen family, but only He Cuilian knew that her family was not as glamorous as it seemed on the surface.

Yes, our family is indeed living a better life; we don't lack food.

Every time Chen Da went hunting in the mountains, He Cuilian was always worried, fearing that Chen Da would never return, leaving her and Tiedan as orphans and widows.

Fortunately, Chen Da had always been lucky. He always returned safely from his mountain trips and usually made some gains, which was enough to keep his family afloat.

But this was not a long-term solution, and He Cuilian did not want her husband to risk his life to go into the mountains.

So when He Cuilian heard Chen Da say that she could make money using Chen Dao's secret recipe, her eyes lit up.

“If you can make money this way, then you won’t have to go into the mountains anymore. It makes me so worried every time.” “That’s what I think too.”

With an honest and simple face, Chen Da nodded and said, "However, I always feel a little sorry for Xiao Dao. He finally found a recipe that can make money. Would it be a bit unfair for me to take his secret recipe for free?"

"What's this?"

He Cuilian said, "Xiaodao has willingly told you the secret recipe, so why can't we use it! At worst, we can share some of the money with Xiaodao's family after we make some."

"Too."

Chen Da thought for a moment and said, "Tomorrow, go to the village and ask the families who raise chickens if you can buy their gray-feathered chickens with money, or you can exchange them for grain."

"No problem, I'll ask about it tomorrow."

He Cuilian agreed. It might be difficult to buy chickens from other villagers with money, but she was sure she could get them by exchanging grain. After all, every household in the village was short of grain these days. As long as her family was willing to give more grain, someone would be willing to exchange it.

"Okay, then I'll go into the mountains tomorrow to collect chicken heart grass."

"Remember to be careful."

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The next day.

After having breakfast, Chen Dao first fed the five chickens at home with chicken heart grass and "feed", then went out of the house, intending to go to Li Zheng, the only scholar in the village, to ask him some questions.

As soon as Chen Dao stepped out of his house, he bumped into three young men. The tall, thin man in the lead said jokingly, "Hey, isn't this Chen Dao?"

Chen Dao glanced at the three of them, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes.

The original owner had some impression of these three people in her memories.

The tall, thin young man who was speaking was named Chen Jin, and beside him were his two younger brothers, Chen Yin and Chen Tong.

These three brothers lost their parents at a young age and grew up eating food from the villagers. However, despite receiving kindness from the villagers, the three brothers felt no gratitude towards them and instead developed a lazy and indolent character.

After the three children's parents passed away, they were left with several acres of land. Under the leadership of village chief Chen He, the villagers did not seize their land but left it to them.

But this brother had no intention of farming at all. Instead, he sold the land left by his parents and then used the money to go to the county town to live a life of debauchery. In less than a year, he had spent all the money from the land sale and then returned to the village to continue to live off the charity of others.

Three adult men, who do not engage in production, spend their days freeloading at other people's homes, which shows that they are shameless to the extreme.

In the past, when life was better, the villagers didn't mind the three brothers' free meals out of old friendship. But now, with the sharp decline in living standards, the villagers are increasingly disgusted with the three, which has made life more and more difficult for the Chen brothers, and it is becoming increasingly difficult for them to get free meals.

"Chen Dao".

Chen Jin seemed completely oblivious to the look of disgust on Chen Dao's face. He put his hand on Chen Dao's shoulder and said, "I heard your family bought five chickens? Shouldn't you give one to the three of us brothers?"

When Chen Dao returned to the village yesterday, many people noticed the chicken coop he was carrying and the large amount of grain he had bought, but they were too busy distributing the grain to pay much attention.

But after the grain was distributed, the villagers, who were now idle, immediately realized what was going on.

its not right!

Chen Dao's family is clearly much worse off than ours, so how could they afford to buy so many chickens and grain?

The villagers, sensing something was amiss, immediately began to discuss it amongst themselves. Within half a day, the news that Chen Dao's family had bought five chickens had spread throughout the entire village.

Most villagers simply expressed envy about this, treating it as a topic of conversation during their leisure time after meals.

But for Chen Jin and his two companions, this was a momentous event.

The Chen family is living a good life now, how can they not help the three of us brothers out?

You know, when Chen Dao's father, Chen Ping, was still alive, he fed us!

So, Chen Jin and his two companions arrived at Chen Dao's house early in the morning, intending to freeload.

Chen Dao pushed away Chen Jin's hand that was on his shoulder and said with a look of disgust, "Why should I give you guys some?"

If a normal person heard Chen Dao say that, they would probably have covered their face and left long ago.

Chen Jin, however, didn't take it to heart. Instead, he rebuked Chen Dao, saying, "Chen Dao, what are you saying? You have five chickens at home, what's wrong with giving one to the three of us brothers?"

"That's right! Doesn't the village chief always say that the people of Chenjia Village should help each other?"

"That's right! Chen Dao, your family is living a good life now, can't you help us three brothers out?"

Chen Yin and Chen Tong echoed Chen Jin's words, believing that it was only natural for the villagers to help them.

Chen Dao didn't want to pay any attention to the three brothers and simply walked past them.

"Wait a minute."

Chen Jin blocked Chen Dao's path and said in a threatening tone, "Chen Dao, if you don't share a chicken with us brothers, don't blame us for not giving you face!"

Chen Dao stopped in his tracks, his anger surging, but his face remained calm: "I'm going to Uncle Chen's house, move aside!"

Upon hearing the name "Uncle Chen," a hint of fear flashed across Chen Jin's face. He naturally knew who Chen Dao was referring to—Chen Da, the most powerful martial artist in Chenjia Village.

In fact, it was precisely because of Chen Da's existence that Chen Jin dared not bully Chen Dao at will. Otherwise, given the situation at Chen Dao's home, he would not have discussed it with Chen Dao, but would have directly gone to their door to rob them.

After all, Chen Dao's family consisted of only Chen Dao, a young boy, and two women, who couldn't stop the three strong men.

"Humph!"

Chen Dao snorted coldly, walked past Chen Jin, and strode away.

"Fuck him!"

Chen Yin spat at Chen Dao's retreating figure, angrily saying, "This kid doesn't know what's good for him. Big brother, should we beat him up?"

"Beat him up?"

Chen Jin looked at Chen Yin with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot: "Beating him up is easy! But who will deal with Chen Da?"

Don't be fooled by Chen Da's honest appearance; that's only when he's with Chen Dao's family.

In fact, no one in the village was afraid of Chen Da, especially Chen Jin and his two companions, who were deeply terrified of him because Chen Da was truly capable of beating them up.

When they were kids, the three of them were beaten up by Chen Da for bullying Chen Dao.

"That kid is a real bastard!"

Chen Tong couldn't help but curse, "You have five chickens at home, but you won't even share one with us brothers."

"It's a pity that the kid didn't die."

Chen Jin sighed with regret. They knew about Chen Dao's injury, and they had even been eyeing Chen Dao's family, planning to freeload off them after the only male in the family died. They even planned to sell Chen Fei to the county town...

Unexpectedly, things didn't go as planned. Chen Dao, that kid, somehow got lucky and managed to pull through, making their plan impossible to implement.

"This kid must come from a wealthy family."

Chen Yin's eyes turned sinister as he said, "Brother, shouldn't we think of a way to get some of his family's money?"

"let me see……"

Chen Jin fell into deep thought.

Chen Dao, walking on the dirt road in the village, had a gloomy expression. The actions of Chen Jin and the other two were almost outright robbery, which undoubtedly made Chen Dao extremely angry, but he was powerless to do anything about them.

Chen Dao's body was that of a half-grown boy who was not even full and lacked strength. He was no match for Chen Jin and his two companions, who were all in their twenties and strong men, let alone the fact that there were three of them.

"It seems we need to get the training of fighting chickens done as soon as possible!"

Chen Dao pondered as he approached a house that occupied a very large area and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

A gentle voice came from inside the door, and Chen Dao immediately replied, "I am Chen Dao from Chen Ping's family. I have something to ask Mr. Li."

"coming!"

The door opened, revealing Li Zheng's refined face behind it.

Li Zheng was a scholar who fled to Chenjia Village ten years ago. People in this era undoubtedly had great respect for knowledge. After learning that Li Zheng was a scholar, the village chief Chen He immediately stepped forward and mobilized the entire village to build this house for Li Zheng, allowing him to settle down in the village.