บท 570: Chapter 518: Three Years' Worth of Wine_1

Dusk had fallen.

In the small mountain village.

The night was bustling to the utmost, with every household, men, women, and children, all gathering on the open ground in the village.

The children were playing loudly, the men were sharpening their knives in preparation, beginning to slaughter the giant mudfish, the women were picking vegetables and peeling onions, the bonfire had already been lit, and the water in the big iron pot was boiling.

"So many giant mudfish, enough to eat for three months."

Elder Zhao, leaning on his walking stick, looked at everyone bustling about, his old eyes filled with contentment.

After all, the village life was hard, and everyone was a farmer who only got to eat meat during holidays and festivals.

It was only in the past two years that it felt as though someone was delivering goods, with a large amount of wild game arriving from time to time, allowing everyone to feast to their hearts' content.