This place was called Tianjing Village.
It was located in a huge sinkhole.
The houses were built like crops on terraced fields.
Transportation was extremely inconvenient.
A few years ago, the county had funded the construction of a cement road leading to the outside. Otherwise, they would have to wait until the market to buy a bag of salt.
The group left the guest house.
The stockade village was located in a remote area, and there were no entertainment activities.
After dinner, everyone went to bed early.
When they entered the village, they could still see many lights.
However, in just a short period of time, most of them had already been extinguished.
There were no street lamps in the stockade, so the few of them could only move forward in the dark. The path was muddy and difficult to walk on. If they were not careful, they would step into a puddle and splash mud all over their bodies.
Da Kui was a little blind.
It was also known as night blindness.
He missed a few steps and cursed along the way.
They finally arrived at the village chief's house.
It was similar to other families.
It was also a two-story wooden building.
This kind of house was common in Miao Jiang, but it was normal here.
After all, the air in the sinkhole was damp and heavy, and there were many snakes, insects, and ants in the mountains. It was safe to live upstairs.
The village chief had seen it before.
When they reached the door, he was sitting in the yard smoking a pipe, the dark red light flickering.
There was a little girl beside him.
He was about five or six years old.
She was a little shy.
When he saw the group of strangers hiding behind the village chief, he only dared to poke his small head out and stare at them curiously.
"This is my boss 'daughter."
"Mountain kid, you haven't seen the world and are afraid of people. Don't blame me.”
He picked up the pipe and knocked it on his heel before tying it back to his waist. The village chief grinned and explained.
The few of them saw it.
She immediately felt uneasy.
How could he come to visit empty-handed?
Fortunately, Wu Xie still had a few pieces of chocolate left in his pocket, so he quickly stuffed them all into her hands.
The little girl seemed to have never seen this before.
For a moment, he was a little nervous and hesitant.
He widened his eyes and looked at his grandfather.
"Take it."
Hearing her grandfather's agreement, the little girl's eyes immediately curved into crescents.
He carefully opened one and put it in his mouth.
Soon, a sweet feeling welled up in his heart.
The little girl was even happier.
He followed the village chief to the second floor. The house was probably quite old. With a little strength, the wooden planks under his feet creaked.
The corridor was also extremely crowded.
His pockets were full.
It looked like wheat and soybeans.
However, there was a lot of cured meat hanging at the end of the corridor.
Seeing the meat, the few of them immediately couldn't move.
Along the way, they had to eat either dry food or bread. It was difficult to even eat vegetables.
"Old Master, what's all this?”
Pan Zi handed over a cigarette and asked casually.
The village chief took the cigarette, but he was reluctant to smoke it. Instead, he carefully clamped it to his ear.
"It's not anything good. It's just some wild rabbits and pheasants. They're not worth much.”
Wild game?
Hearing his words.
The few of them could not help but secretly swallow their saliva.
This wasn't good enough?
Living in the city, they had never eaten such pure game before.
Pan Zi stuffed the cigarette he had just opened into his hand." Old Master, we haven't eaten meat for a few days. How about this? We'll buy all of them for 100 yuan each. You just have to help us make them."”
"A hundred dollars?"
The village chief was clearly a little stunned.
He couldn't understand why these people from the city were willing to spend so much money to eat this.
They were just wild animals commonly seen in the mountains.
It wasn't like it was a delicacy.
"Then 150?"
Seeing that he was stunned, Pan Zi thought that the price was too low, so he asked again.
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. These things are not worth much. I set up a cage to catch them.”
"It's okay. We just want to try it." Pan Zi waved his hand." If you really feel bad, get us some wine."”
"Alright then."
The village chief shook his head helplessly.
He grabbed the ladder and picked up the dried meat before carrying it into the kitchen.
The few of them pushed the door open and entered.
Only then did she realize that the dishes were already prepared on the table in the central room.
They were all home-cooked dishes.
However, it could be seen that this was the best thing the village chief could take out to entertain guests.
Other than him and his granddaughter, there was only the old woman at home.
She was a farmer woman in her fifties. She looked simple and honest, but her hands and feet were extremely agile.
Not long after the few of them sat down, two pots of braised pork with scallions were served.
The fragrance assailed their noses, and the few of them swallowed their saliva desperately.
Especially Pan Zi and Da Kui, their eyes were wide open.
She wanted to pounce on him immediately.
"The village is poor and there's no good wine to entertain. I wonder if you can get used to this?”
When they sat down.
The village chief brought over a glass jar. There was still half a jar of wine swaying inside, but the color of the wine was turbid.
"It's okay, Old Master. We're not some noble people. This is wine and meat.”
Wu Sansheng was an old man who was used to wandering the Jianghu.
He had his own way of dealing with people and things.
His words were extremely clear.
"That's good. I'm just afraid that you won't be used to it.”
The village chief grinned, twisted open the cork lid, and poured a big bowl for each of them.
However, when it came to Zhou Mu, he hesitated.
In fact, he had noticed it when he entered the door. After all, he was dressed in a Taoist robe and had long hair. This kind of dressing would stand out no matter where he went.
"This Taoist priest…can you drink?”
"I'm fine." Zhou Mu smiled." I'm from the Righteous Sect. I can drink, but I can't drink too much.”
"Then drink less."
After pouring half of the jar, the village chief narrowed his eyes.
"This wine is very strong. Drink slowly.”
Before he could finish his sentence.
Pan Zi and Da Kui, the two brash fellows, clinked their glasses together and then raised their heads to drink it in one gulp.
The wine was gone.
He immediately felt a burning pain in his throat.
Her heart was burning.
However, in front of so many people, the two of them could only grit their teeth and swallow it.
Zhou Mu also took a sip.
A spicy taste spread on the tip of his tongue.
However, there was an indescribable mellow feeling to it.
The few of them pushed their cups and drank as they ate the meat. After drinking half of it, the village chief finally spoke.
"Speaking of which, what are you doing in our poor village?”
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