The crowd immediately lined up in a straight line to get rice, vegetables, cakes and soup.

"It's really meaty. A fish that big must weigh half a catty!"

"There is also dry millet rice, the bowls are piled high, wild vegetable soup and eggs, half a bowl of fried radish per person, and three flatbreads per person!"

"I heard you can eat as much as you want!"

"It's almost like celebrating the New Year!"

"Stop bragging, your family can eat so well during the Chinese New Year, it will be great if you can have a meal!"

"Oh my, I really envy them. If you join the fishing team, your life will be as good as the sky!"

The villagers clasped their hands, their eyes were shining, and they kept swallowing their saliva.

"After making a couple of dollars, I started spending money lavishly. So many people ate meat together. I really don't know how to live my life. What a prodigal!"

The patriarch, Wang Bizhong, shook his head with a straight face, as if he had come from before: "Money is saved!"

"For people who can't make money, money can naturally be saved!"

Looking at the sour patriarch, Wang Yuan was not polite: "For those who make money, there is no need to save a small amount of money. Patriarch, what do you have for lunch?"

"Of course I eat meat too!"

Wang Bizhong put his hands behind his back, raised his head and raised his chest, looking like he was no weaker than others.

"Patriarch, stop bragging. Who knows that your family doesn't work and only drinks porridge at noon?"

"Your Badou doesn't want to drink porridge, he cried several times at noon, and he doesn't want to read books anymore!"

"Hahaha!"

Some members of the fishing team came out to reveal the truth.

After following Wang Yuan, no one was afraid of Wang Bizhong, the clan leader.

Wang Badou, Wang Bidian's son, means that he is very talented, but actually he is a mess in his studies.

"Nonsense, nonsense, my family has 300 acres of land, how can I drink porridge at noon! I will go home and eat meat now. The old hens that my family stews at noon are much more delicious than fish."

Wang Bizhong's face turned red and he rolled his sleeves and turned around, as if he was going home to feed his mother.

Some children couldn't help hugging adults' legs and started crying, calling for fish and cakes.

Wang Yuan took some cakes and did not dare to give fish to the children for fear that the fish bones would get stuck in their throats.

Unexpectedly, when the children saw him coming forward, they all cried harder and harder!

He used to be a prodigal son, but now he is a more ruthless person than Liu Youcai.

Wang Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and asked Li Shihan to hand out cakes, so that the children would dare to take them.

Wang Yuan saw that the villagers who had no food in their stomachs had a terrible appetite.

Any one person can eat three bowls of millet rice, five soybean and wheat flour cakes, three bowls of egg and wild vegetable soup, half a bowl of fried radish, and all the fish bones on the fish, even the five cooks are no exception!

Until Wang Yuan said that he would still eat dry food in the afternoon and asked everyone to slow down and stop holding on.

The fishing team reluctantly put down their bowls, got up and went to work.

Wang Yuan asked everyone to take a rest.

Unexpectedly, the villagers were very convincing.

You can rest whenever you want, and you have to work when you're full; you're not an official, so you can't be so pretentious.

In the afternoon, the fish sales team returned, and two mules loaded with goods entered Wang Yuan's yard.
Chapter completed!