In years of famine and drought, their village even rejected fatty meat.

Chapter 642 Touchable

In Zhao's mother's memory, landlords were never good people. The tenant farmers who worked for the landlords were all thin and emaciated. They worked hard for half a year, but most of the grain they produced had to be handed over to the landlords. The remaining small amount was only enough to keep them alive. They were in a state of being neither full nor starving.

In addition, landlords often seized land from peasants by trickery and force, so Zhao's mother had no good feelings towards landlords, and could even be said to have hated them.

"pretty good."

Zhao Xiaoliang replied with a smile, "Although the manager of Chenjia Village is a bit stern, he has a very good temper and has never hit or scolded us."

Also, the cook in Chenjia Village who prepared our meals was a good person. He told me to work hard and said that if I worked hard enough, I could become a formal worker in Chenjia Village.

Formal worker?

Mr. and Mrs. Zhao exchanged a glance. Even though they had lived in Mutou Village for many years, they had heard about the treatment of formal workers in Chenjia Village: eight hundred coins a month, guaranteed income regardless of drought or flood...

It is no exaggeration to say that the formal workers in Chenjia Village are the envy of the vast majority of people in Taiping County.

So when they heard that their son had the opportunity to become a formal worker in Chenjia Village, Mr. and Mrs. Fang couldn't help but get excited.

"Xiao Liang, are you serious? You really have a chance to become a formal worker in Chenjia Village?"

Fang's mother stared intently into Zhao Xiaoliang's eyes, desperately hoping he would give her a positive answer.

"This was said by the person in charge of Chenjia Village himself, so it can't be false!"

Zhao Xiaoliang nodded solemnly.

"Great!"

Fang's mother looked delighted, but at the same time she did not forget to tell Zhao Xiaoliang, "Xiaoliang, you must put in your best effort and work hard to become a formal worker in Chenjia Village."

It's no wonder that Fang's mother was so agitated; for ordinary people in the Xia Kingdom, there are far too few ways to change their fate or improve their lives.

The vast majority of ordinary people toil their entire lives, only to find in the end that they have spent most of their lives toiling in the fields, working hard just to survive...

As for the opportunity to change their fate... they can neither see it nor touch it.

For the people of Taiping County, being a formal worker in Chenjia Village is undoubtedly a tangible path to change their fate and upward mobility.

Once Zhao Xiaoliang becomes a formal worker in Chenjia Village, he can receive a fixed monthly wage of 800 wen, which can greatly improve his family's impoverished situation.

"Don't worry, Mom, I will definitely work hard!"

Zhao Xiaoliang seemed to be making a promise to his mother, and also seemed to be strengthening his resolve.

He used to live a muddled life, selling his labor all day long for a few coins; life goals were something very distant to him.

Now he has a clear life goal: to work hard and become a formal worker in Chenjia Village so that he and his family can live a life as comfortable as the villagers of Chenjia Village!

"Father, mother."

Zhao Xiaoliang looked at his parents with a determined gaze: "Once I become a formal worker in Chenjia Village, I will take you to live in Chenjia Village, and then you can enjoy a life of comfort."

After saying that, Zhao Xiaoliang looked at Zhao Shu and Zhao Xiaoxin: "Xiaoshu and Xiaoxin, you two too, once your brother becomes a formal worker in Chenjia Village, you'll be able to eat meat too!"

"Really, big pot?"

Zhao Xiaoxin asked with shining eyes. She was still young and did not understand the importance of becoming a formal worker in Chenjia Village, but the fact that she could eat meat was enough to make her take it seriously.

"of course it's true!"

Zhao Xiaoliang stroked Zhao Xiaoxin's somewhat dry and yellow hair, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart.

He, who often went to the county town to work, had seen women from wealthy families there. Those women had fair skin and wore gorgeous clothes.

In contrast, Zhao Xiaoxin... because she was starving, had dry, yellow hair, sunken cheeks, and was very thin and small. Her clothes were also covered with patches, making her seem like a completely different species from the women in the city.

If possible, Zhao Xiaoliang also hoped that his younger sister could be like the women from wealthy families in the county town, wearing beautiful clothes, having no worries about food and drink, and being as exquisite as a little princess.

The most important thing to do to achieve this is to become a formal worker in Chenjia Village.

If he could become a formal worker in Chenjia Village, he could receive a monthly salary of 800 coins. 800 coins might not make his family rich, but at least it would allow his younger siblings to have enough to eat and not be as emaciated as they are now.

"Great!"

Zhao Xiaoxin cheered and happily hugged Zhao Xiaoliang's arm, saying, "Big Brother, you must become a formal worker in Chenjia Village. Xiaoxin wants to eat meat."

"I want to eat it too!"

Zhao Shu echoed this sentiment.

“No problem, once my brother becomes a full-time worker, you will all be able to eat meat.”

The small house was filled with the cheerful laughter of Zhao Xiaoliang's family.

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the next day.

As dawn broke, Zhao Xiaoliang, after eating breakfast prepared by his parents, left home and met up with Zhao Wan and Zhao Shitou at the village entrance before embarking on the road to Chenjia Village.

"Xiao Liang, did your arms feel sore when you woke up today?"

Walking down the street, Zhao Wan rubbed his sore arms and said.

When exercise intensity is too high, the body will use anaerobic exercise for energy, producing lactic acid.

When lactic acid accumulates excessively in the body, it can stimulate nerve endings and cause soreness.

Zhao Wan was in this state at the moment. He had been swinging an axe all day yesterday, and the intensity of his labor was extremely high. As a result, when he woke up today, lactic acid inevitably accumulated in Zhao Wan's arms and waist, causing soreness.

“I do feel that way.”

Zhao Xiaoliang nodded. If it were some bookish people who didn't do physical labor, they would probably think they were sick if their arms ached.

However, Zhao Xiaoliang, who has extensive work experience, knows very well that this is a normal physical phenomenon after high-intensity labor, and it is not a sign of illness.

"This might affect our work."

Zhao Wan frowned and said that although the soreness in his arms and waist was not particularly uncomfortable, it would inevitably affect his strength and also affect their work today.

This is something Zhao Wan cannot accept.

Not only Zhao Xiaoliang wanted to become a formal worker in Chenjia Village, but Zhao Wan also longed to become a formal worker in Chenjia Village. Therefore, he had to perform well and absolutely could not miss the opportunity to become a formal worker because of laziness or poor performance.

"What's this!"

Zhao Shitou, standing to the side, said dismissively, "Brother Wan, you're just too delicate. It's just a little soreness; it won't affect our work at all."

"That's right!"

Zhao Xiaoliang nodded vigorously. Even if his arm was broken, it wouldn't affect his determination to work hard.