Su Xiaoqi secretly clicked her tongue; this was likely a bandit village.
They were even dividing a wild boar they had no connection to.
Su Xiaoqi was very protective of her food, but every time she tried to speak, Shen Yun would skillfully and subtly intercept her.
"Divide it? Divide it for what? This wild boar had nothing to do with you when it was alive, and now you want to carve it up after it's dead?"
The village head, Zhao Baoren, possessed a silver tongue. With just a few words, he silenced the villagers who were trying to cause trouble.
Then, with a wave of his hand, he dispersed them all. A complete division was never going to happen, but at least there was meat to eat.
The crowd, intimidated by the village head's authority, reluctantly retreated.
Some bolder ones were still muttering that perhaps the village head intended to hog it all.
But they only dared to whisper their thoughts to each other.
Once everyone had left, the village head began to discuss matters with Shen Yun.
He was quite feigning innocence, rubbing his hands together and asking Shen Yun how he wanted to divide the wild boar, which weighed two hundred jin, and offering his assistance.
Shen Yun had already thought it through:
"Have someone slaughter it, and take half of it out for the villagers to exchange for goods. Anything will do, as long as everyone gets a taste of meat.
The remaining portion will be cut up for my maternal grandparents' family, and then you and I will split what's left."
Splitting it, heh heh, this kind of splitting was good!
The village head grinned, revealing a row of large yellow teeth, and immediately instructed his young men to help Shen Yun carry the wild boar home for slaughter.
Su Xiaoqi watched Shen Yun with unblinking eyes throughout the entire process, noticing all the subtle glances he exchanged with the village head.
At this point, she had to admire Shen Yun. He was truly a clear-headed individual.
He understood that in this year of famine, it was impossible for a household to keep anything they had to themselves.
But after appeasing the greedy village head, he did not indulge the villagers either.
He agreed to give out the meat, but not for free; it had to be exchanged for goods.
What followed were the most joyful times in Zhao Family Village for the past half-year.
They slaughtered the pig and ate meat. Of the two hundred jin of meat, the Shen family contributed one hundred jin.
There were only fifty households in the village, so each household could receive two jin of meat.
Furthermore, Shen Yun declared that as long as it was edible, no matter what it was, they could exchange it for meat.
Some were delighted, while others were displeased.
"Hmph, stingy. Two hundred jin, and each household only gets two jin, and they even have to trade for it. Humph..."
A sensible villager, upon hearing this, immediately retorted:
"You old bachelor, don't be so greedy. If you could hunt a wild boar, would you share it?"
"Exactly, exactly. We haven't had any meat in half a year. Today, we can eat meat, all thanks to the Shen family."
...
The villagers were in an uproar. Su Xiaoqi, hiding in her room, covered her ears and grie