The dishes were laid out on the table one by one.
Wild chicken soup, bracken and cured meat, fresh mushrooms, stir-fried greens—just these four dishes on the table would make anyone's appetite soar.
Moreover, everyone eating together were all their own people.
Luo Bai had basically gotten used to this way of life.
Every day, after teaching classes to students, he would come to the Third Branch of the Old Mu Family to have a hot meal and chat with them about school matters.
Everyone talked and laughed, and the meal passed just like that.
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Meanwhile, several miles away through the mountain road, Mu Dazhong was also surrounded by a bunch of people, eating meat and drinking wine.
These were all men summoned by Mrs. Lin's brother, Lin Dajun, to help with the mining, right in a place called Mountain Village.
Dozens of men, all handpicked from various villages, were skilled hands.
Farming and working were no big deal for them.
