I don't know if it's an illusion. Originally, I felt that when the pastor treated their family, although he was respectful, it was actually only superficial.

After a trip to the farm and back, he seemed to suddenly become attentive to their family.

He took someone to bring a large clay pot, a brazier and a shelf to the Jiang family, set up the brazier shelf, sat on the clay pot, and boiled the water in the clay pot until it was boiling.

The thick white water splashed and surged, and from time to time there were slices of white flesh floating and falling in the soup, Jiang Anrao's family looked at the jar of soup and water, smelling the smell of mutton, and they all didn't know how to eat.

Time to run: This soup, why is it a little ......

I just saw a big piece of fat......

Next, the audience broadcast from time to time what they saw by chance, and the more they talked, the more Jiang Anrao lost his appetite.

[An An anchor: Okay, let's everyone hurry up and eat, I'm temporarily closing the live broadcast room, see you later. 】

After that, he turned off the live broadcast.

"What's wrong? What are you doing when it's closed? ”

Grandpa didn't think the food was bad. He suffered hardships when he was young, and he could eat anything. Besides, big meat is delicious.

He calmly filled himself a bowl, thinking about giving the children a sample, so he came up and took a big sip.

“……”

Jiang Anrao and they all looked at their grandfather, and saw that his expression was a little wrong, but in the end he swallowed the soup in his mouth.

"Grandpa?"

Grandpa also seemed to be uncomfortable, and took a few breaths before he spoke:

"Hot!"

Then he said, "The main thing is that it's not salty." ”

Dad Jiang also took a spoon and tasted it, and then nodded:

"I didn't put salt in it."

Dad Jiang turned his head and shouted, and Mu hurriedly walked in.

"Young Master, what do you command?"

"Is there any salt?"

When Mu heard this, his face was embarrassed.

"What's wrong? Something to say. Jiang Ruoyang frowned and asked.

"Master Hui, you have run out of salt this month."

Dad Jiang: "......"

Sigh......

Dad Jiang looked at the eyes of his family members as if he heard boos.

"Alright, you go get busy." Dad Jiang had no choice but to retreat.

"So we're going to have to eat this salty stuff every day until next month?"

"I'm afraid so."

It's literal.

Jiang Anrao said that she would give up, she might as well gnaw on Da Leba.

Thinking about it, as soon as his hand flipped over, Da Lieba red sausage was taken out.

Although Grandpa disapproved of wasting food, the temptation of red sausage was too great, and he finally chose to give in.

The family ate another meal of food in the trunk. Only a small bowl of soup from the clay pot was drunk per person.

This time, the family peeled off the red sausage, carefully put away the bones, and finally handed it over to Jiang Anrao to take it back for regeneration.

When the family is full and worried, what should I do with this big pot of soup?

Jiang Chiyu suggested that he could give it to the shepherds to eat.

That's not what Grandpa was worried about.

The main thing is, they can't keep doing this. Eating the trunk of food, and then leaving a large pile of ranch-prepared lunches, is this for fear that people will not notice that they are abnormal?

Still can't be too picky.

In this era, it is estimated that it is a luxury to be able to eat meat. Their pick-and-choose is too hypocritical in the eyes of others.

No, when they left a big pot of soup and asked Mu to come and give him a drink, Mu Mao's eyes were red with excitement.

He simply knelt down and buckled his head with a thousand gratitudes, and then led people out with the big pot of soup with unprecedented piety.

Jiang Chiyu also went out to take a look curiously.

Mu was quite atmospheric, and he didn't swallow a pot of soup by himself, but after putting it outside, he said that it was the master's son's reward.

Then a big tripod was set up, and after adding a lot of water, the soup was poured in, and after it was boiled, everyone was asked to take their own bowls, and the meat in the soup was first fished out, and after being chopped into pieces, the stewards evened it out a little.

The soup steward could get a full bowl, and the other slaves could only have a few mouthfuls.

It was only at this time that the Jiang family knew that this herd was also a slave of the Jiang family, but it was more like the master's family, so he was promoted to be mainly responsible for the steward of the ranch, and he had a total of five hundred and twenty slaves under his command. That big pot of soup is a lot for the Jiang family, but there are hundreds of people, and there are really very few people who spread it into people's hands.

But even so, it made the slaves cry with gratitude.

They were holding bowls of soup, and some even burst into tears.

Looking at the person who knelt on the ground again, the hearts of Jiang Anrao's family were shocked like never before.

The lower class people of this era are really hard to live.

So many people are beaten and scolded at every turn, and even livestock are buried alive when they die, and a mouthful of broth can make them express sincere gratitude.

It's really hard to survive in this day and age.

"Dad, we shouldn't despise you, we should be glad.

It's good that you're from a small aristocratic background. Otherwise, wouldn't our family be like them, becoming other people's slaves, working endlessly every day, maybe the master or the steward would be unhappy that day, and they would be dragged to beat and scolded or even buried alive? ”

"Hey!" Dad Jiang sighed, "The progress of the times is not achieved overnight, if you want the progress of the times, the productive forces and production relations must develop." The social system must also be improved, and only when everything is coordinated can we move forward. ”

Jiang Narao was silent for a moment, and suddenly said:

"I don't understand that it's too complicated, but Dad, if I can teach more people to work intensively, teach everyone to farm livestock, improve farm tools, and increase productivity, will the society slowly transform into a feudal society?

When they are no longer slaves, even if they still live hard, they will not lose their lives because of the anger of their masters, right? ”

It is not necessary to say that it is impossible to say that the world will break away from feudal society and march towards socialism, but it seems that she can do it if the great unification comes a little earlier and let more people live a better life!

"Well, An An, it's great that you have this idea, and besides, Dad believes you can do it!"

"Mom believes in you too!"

"Grandpa believes in you too!"

Jiang Chiyu rubbed Jiang Anrao's head and said with a smile:

"What my sister wants to do since she was a child, there is nothing she can't do, don't worry, brother help you!"

"Hmm!" Jiang Narao felt the warmth of his family, and his eyes were moist. For a while, she had a lot to say about her family who loved and supported her, but she didn't know how to express it.

And then......

Grandpa thought about it and said:

"So, shouldn't we go into the city and buy some salt?

Burst!

Grandfather! I can't let her be moved for a while!

"Tsk, An An, it's not grandpa who interrupts you, what do you want to do in the future, grandpa supports it, but the problem of eating and drinking is an imminent problem for us."

We ate the trunk again today, but did you notice that the taste of our food was too fragrant, too rushed!

When the pastor came in just now, he sniffed and swallowed his saliva vigorously, did you find it?

You say, when he looks back and eats what we gave him, and finds that the smell is different from what he smelled, will he be so moved?

Did he just guess that we were stealing food?

When we came back yesterday, we took something and it was clear at a glance on the ox cart, where did we get the food? ”

When the rest of the family heard this, their hearts were also excited.