After noon, Zheng Dashan went to the village chief's house to talk to him about the matter.

Wang Dehai saw him coming over and asked with a smile: "It's Dashan, what's up?"

Zheng Dashan smiled and said, "Village Chief, it's a good thing, a great thing."

Hearing him say this, Wang Dehai showed surprise on his face, "Haha, what good news is it? Tell us so that we can be happy too."

Zheng Dashan grinned, "It's good news for everyone in our village."

Wang Dehai was even more confused. What on earth was going on? Why did it involve the entire village?

Zheng Dashan did not keep the secret any longer and told the village chief everything about Cao Junhui's priority in purchasing poultry and acorn powder from Wangjia Village.

After he finished speaking, Wang Dehai stood up excitedly. He looked at Zheng Dashan in disbelief, "Dashan, is what you said true?"

Zheng Dashan nodded decisively, "Of course it's true. How can I lie about such a big thing? If you don't believe me, you can go ask Mr. Fang."

Wang Dehai paced back and forth excitedly on the ground, digesting what Zheng Dashan had just said.

After a long while, he finally stopped and said, "Dashan, your family has done a great thing for the people in the village."

Zheng Dashan waved his hand quickly and said, "Village Chief, you are too polite. This is all Xiaoman's idea.

We are all from the same village, and everyone takes good care of our family. We are happy to see that everyone’s life is getting better and better.”

Wang Dehai patted Zheng Dashan's shoulder with satisfaction, "Okay, Xiaoman is a good kid. I'll gather everyone to the ancestral hall later and tell everyone about this.

And I will definitely help you keep an eye on the purchase of poultry, and I will definitely not let anyone take advantage of it."

Zheng Dashan cupped his hands to him and said, "Thank you very much, Village Chief. I feel relieved to have you watching over this matter."

After saying everything that needed to be said, Zheng Dashan left the village chief's house and went straight to his own field to weed.

After Zheng Dashan left, Wang Dehai couldn't sit still at home, so he went out and visited the homes of several elders in the village.

At dusk, all the villagers were called to the ancestral hall for a meeting.

Several prestigious elders in the village were sitting at the entrance of the ancestral hall, and the village chief Wang Dehai stood in front of them.

Everyone was very curious about what the village chief had called them over for, and a group of people were chattering and discussing secretly below.

Wang Dehai saw that most people had arrived, so he raised his hands and pressed them down, "Everyone, be quiet, don't talk."

Everyone below stopped communicating and looked towards Wang Dehai.

Wang Dehai cleared his throat and said, "I called you all here today because I have something good to tell you."

Someone who liked to take the initiative immediately asked, "Village Chief, what good news is this?"

Wang Dehai glared at the person who was speaking, "I haven't finished talking yet, why are you in such a hurry?"

The man didn't get angry even though he was confronted. He just scratched his head and chuckled.

Wang Dehai turned his gaze back and said, "Today, a businessman from the city came. He liked the food made by the Dashan family, so he came to take a look."

When the people below heard this, they immediately started to discuss excitedly, and Wang Dehai tried to suppress them twice but failed.

"Oh my, the food made by the Dashan family is actually favored by the master? This is too good luck, right?" said an old woman enviously.

Another aunt in a gray coat standing next to her glanced at her and said, "What do you mean by good luck? I think it must be that their little girl Xiaoman has figured out something delicious again.

I heard that the girl in his family cooks delicious food. Let's go and try it someday if we have a chance to see what this dish that is favored by the city masters tastes like."

Grandma Cuihua sneered and said, "You still want to try it? Who are you to the Zheng family? Do you want Xiaoman to cook for you?"

The old lady thought to herself, I never saw you guys helping others when they had problems before, but now you’re having such a nice thought.

The aunt who was speaking was a little embarrassed, "I just said that, no matter how well it is cooked, it's just a farmer's meal, who can't cook it?"

Grandma Cuihua brushed off the dust from the corner of her clothes and said, "Anyone can cook, but can the food taste the same? The master has eaten all the good food since he came to the city. Do you think he would like ordinary dishes?"

The aunt in the gray coat had nothing to say. She snorted and moved away from Grandma Cuihua.

Some old men were also gossiping, "Tell me, how much money did the old man in the city give to their family?"

"Who knows? We didn't see it. Besides, didn't the master just come to take a look?"

"That's right. We don't know whether it will work or not. Why don't you go ask Brother Zheng?"

Someone who knows better said, "How much money they make is theirs. It has nothing to do with us. Let's not ask about it, or it will seem like we have some ideas."

The first person who spoke said unhappily, "I'm just curious. What's the big deal? Even if they told us, we won't borrow it."

"You won't go, but can you guarantee that others don't have other ideas? What if someone with bad intentions gets the news and goes there and has bad intentions?"

Think about it, the person who spoke earlier also thought that they might have bad intentions, but there is no guarantee that others don’t have any.

Wang Dehai looked at the noisy people below and shouted for quiet several times but no one paid any attention to him. He was so angry that he asked someone to bring a gong.

"bang bang"

Two deafening gong sounds suddenly rang out, and the people below suddenly became quiet.

Wang Dehai stared at the people below, "What are you all arguing about? I haven't even finished talking about my business yet, what are you guys making such a fuss about?"

Seeing Wang Dehai getting angry, everyone below kept quiet.

Wang Dehai threw the gong at the people next to him and said, "Listen carefully, what I am going to say next concerns all of you.

Although the merchant came for Dashan's family, Dashan brothers thought about the people in our village and discussed with them whether they could buy poultry and other things for cooking from our village in the future.

The master agreed, and from now on, they would buy the chickens, ducks, and geese they needed from our village first."

"What? Village chief, is everything you said true?"

A woman looked at Wang Dehai with surprise.

Her family raised a lot of chickens this year. If someone buys them, she can raise more.

Wang Dehai nodded, "That's right, and it's not just that. Didn't Brother Dashan teach you how to wash acorns before? The master also buys acorn powder, and the price is ten cents per pound."

"Wow"

This time everyone below was excited.

There are actually people who are willing to pay to harvest the acorns on the mountain that no one wants?

Is there such a good thing in this world?

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