The Chicken King lived up to his expectations and found an idle house and courtyard in the village for them to rest.
When everyone came to the house, their brows subconsciously knitted together.
This is a small courtyard with a courtyard. It looks very dilapidated. Dust is flying everywhere inside, and the weeds in the courtyard are half as tall as a person.
Long Lin saw it and smiled slightly.
Although such a courtyard looked dilapidated, such a scene was not unfamiliar to him. He had also seen such a dilapidated hut in his previous life.
Long Lin took the lead and walked into the courtyard.
The Ghost King and the Chicken King probably tidied up the house, and finally everyone had a flat place to stand.
In the evening, kind-hearted residents nearby invited them to have dinner together. This vacant house also belonged to this old man.
The old man is an old man who is alone. His body looks pretty good, but his energy and spirit are obviously lacking.
The meal in the evening was very simple.
There was a large group of them, and the food prepared by the old man simply could not feed so many of them.
But not long after they all entered the house, several elderly people brought several cooked whole chickens and several jars of good wine.
It can be seen from the old man's reaction that the old man did not expect that his nearby neighbors would actually send him whole chickens for them to eat.
This village does not look wealthy, but there are a lot of chickens in the village.
But these chickens must be killed and enjoyed by the villagers when they are particularly happy to celebrate. Why are they specially sent to them?
Long Lin gave the Ghost King a color.
When these people put down their food and left, the Ghost King took the initiative to hand over some scattered silver.
The villagers postponed again and again, but in the end they all smiled and left.
The rest of the people left the house after eating some food.
Only Long Lin, the old man, and Long Qian were left sitting aside.
"Old man, I haven't asked you yet. What's your surname?"
The old man obviously hadn't eaten such delicious food for a long time, and he was in a very good mood. After drinking some wine, he smiled more.
"Little brother, just call me Old Man Li, that's what everyone calls me."
Long Lin could understand that the people in the village were honest, but he really couldn't speak when he was called Old Man Li.
"Old man Li, we are new to Jianghu. We passed by here. I hope you can forgive me for disturbing you."
Old Man Li took a sip of wine, his face was rosy and he was very enthusiastic.
"Little brother, I'm serious. I can see that you guys are all masters of the world. I, an old man, can't compare with you."
"I haven't been this happy for a long time, eh, my wife left early, and the kids, eh..."
The originally smiling face suddenly disappeared from Old Man Li's face. He picked up the wine jar and took a big drink.
Long Qian had already eaten. Listening to the conversation between Long Lin and the old man, his face was full of confusion. He originally wanted to listen more, but now, he is no longer interested.
What's there to talk about with such an old man? Long Qian stood up and walked directly outside.
Long Lin didn't care about Long Qian's departure.
The moment he saw the old man's expression change, Long Lin immediately became extremely interested.
It turns out that this old man is not a bachelor.
Originally there was a wife and children, but something must have happened that resulted in the old man being the only one left.
Especially when Old Man Li said, his children, his expression suddenly changed, and he immediately showed a sad look.
Such a reaction is enough to show that this old man is a man with a story.
"Uncle Li, your children? What happened to them?"
"Forget it, little brother, come and have a drink."
Long Lin immediately nodded enthusiastically, took the initiative to get the wine and filled it up for Old Man Li.
If you don't want to say anything, it's because you haven't drunk enough wine yet.
But the wine in ancient times was really bad, and it was really hard for a person to drink it well.
"Old man Li, I feel that the people in our village are living a very good life. At this time, they can kill chickens to eat."
When Old Man Li heard this, he immediately became serious.
"Chicken? The animals raised by these people are not expensive at all. You can buy them for a few copper coins."
"The people in these ten miles and eight villages cannot eat anything else, but chicken is something they can usually eat at any time."
Long Lin lowered his head and was pouring wine. When he heard what Old Man Li said, he was immediately shocked.
Growing up as a chicken in this dynasty was not a simple matter.
Unlike his previous life, when a chicken hatched from its shell and was ready for cooking in a dozen days, it had never eaten grass and was probably eating feed every time.
They are getting fatter and bigger, and they will gain more weight than if they eat meat every day.
If you want to be able to eat chicken at any time, let alone the common people, even ordinary officials will not dare to squander it like this.
"Old man Li, it seems that our court is very good. Now the people can eat meat every day. They feel that they are living better than the people in the town."
This sentence was said intentionally by Long Lin.
If it was really the imperial court's credit, then the old man would definitely praise the imperial court as he was told.
But if not, the people may not have much favorable impression of the imperial court.
In the eyes of the poor, they complain the most. If they can't blame the people around them, they can only blame the officials of the court.
When Old Man Li heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
"The court? Bullshit? The people are not living well. The court doesn't care about the life and death of the people. The mayors of those towns bully the people in the village."
"Why don't the people in these poor places have any outstanding people? As long as there is a high-ranking official in the village, the whole village can also get better."
Long Lin could only smile bitterly, but he was still very happy in his heart.
From this point of view, the fact that this village can often eat meat probably has nothing to do with the imperial court.
Long Lin deliberately looked puzzled.
"Oh? Uncle Li, this shouldn't be the case. If the court doesn't care, how can the people get money besides growing some grain?"
"If there is no money, how can people be willing to eat chicken like this?"
"Those bullshit mayors, even if the court doesn't care about them, our knights in the martial arts will make them miserable."
After Long Lin finished speaking, he also showed an angry expression.
Old Man Li naturally saw this anger in his eyes. It was obvious that he shared the same hatred with the enemy, and his favorable impression of Long Lin in his heart skyrocketed.
"Little brother, you are so right. There was a bullshit mayor before, but he died at the hands of a martial arts knight. It was very satisfying."
"I, an old man, don't have that ability. If I did, I would hang that bullshit mayor up and beat him to death."
Long Lin felt a chill when he heard this. He must hate the officials of the imperial court so much. It seems that there are a lot of moths in the imperial court.
