"Okay, I've told you what you want to know, it's your turn."

Yang Zhen began to ask Chen Chu's origins again.

"My ancestors lived in the Central Plains for a long time. During the Huangchao Rebellion in the late Tang Dynasty, my family moved overseas and took refuge in the Aolai Kingdom of Dongsheng Shenzhou..."

Chen Chu had no choice but to repeat the same trick he did to deceive Zhao Maoer.

But Yang Zhen asked again: "How many countries are there in Dongsheng Divine Continent?"

Chen Chu knew that the other party was testing.

If what he said about Dongsheng Shenzhou was all fabricated, then the more detailed Yang Zhen asked, the more holes Chen Chu would have in his words.

Chen Chu cheered up and said: "Dongsheng Shenzhou also has many countries coexisting. In addition to the barbarian M78 star people who are accustomed to plundering, there is also a Rakshasa country in the snowy fields north of Aolai. The people of the country are white and hairy, and they often enjoy beating bears...

..

To the east of the ocean, there is another beautiful country..."

Yang Zhen couldn’t understand what was going on, what ‘financial hegemony’, what ‘offshore balance’, what ‘seventy-nine genders’...

So Yang Zhen asked from a different angle: "I don't think you look like a farmer, how can you understand farming?"

"Learned it from the teacher." Chen Chu said casually.

"Teacher? There is also a teacher who teaches farming?" Yang Zhen still didn't believe it.

"Of course, my mentor knows everything about astronomy, geography, and Av. There is nothing in this world that he doesn't know. I only learned a little bit..."

"What is Weiwei?" the eldest son with a simple and honest face said in a low voice.

Yang Zhen glared at his eldest son with disgust, feeling that the other person had missed the point of the question, so he asked himself: "Whose name is your respected master?"

"..." Chen Chu looked at Yang Zhen who was asking questions, sighed and made up on the spot: "My mentor has passed away, his surname is Sun Tao Wukong, his nickname is Great Sage, and his name is Walker...

..."

"Oh? Your respected teacher must be an expert?"

"That's pretty high!"

"How high?"

"As high as three or four stories!"

"In that case, can you tell me the origin of your respected master?"

"The background of my mentor? That's a child without a mother. It's a long story..."

"It's okay, let's talk about it." Yang Zhen pressed forward step by step.

"Okay." Chen Chu leaned on the big stone, pondered for a while and then slowly said: "It is said that Pangu opened up, the three emperors ruled the world, and the five emperors established their relationships. The world was divided into four major continents, called Dongsheng Shenzhou,

Xiniu Hezhou, Nanfanbuzhou, Beiju Luzhou..."

This lecture took half an hour until dusk.

Originally, there were only two audience members around Chen Chu, Yang Zhen and his eldest son, but now a bunch of children gathered around him.

These children, who normally would be so noisy, now became so quiet that they even breathed lightly.

Even the cat, who had been busy, sat on a wooden post outside the crowd at some point, holding the tiger's head and listening attentively.

By the time I finish talking about "The Great Sage of Random Peach Stealing Pills, Against the Gods of the Heavenly Palace to Capture Monsters", the sky has turned completely dark.

Chen Chu, who had a dry mouth, decided to call it a day.

"Brother Chu, let's talk again!" Yang Zhen refused.

The eldest son scratched his ears and cheeks with itching, as if he was possessed by a monkey, and said: "Yes, don't stop here!"

The children also followed suit.

By chance, Yang Youtian came out of his home and greeted him from a distance: "Brother Chu, come to my house for a drink."

Everyone then stopped talking.

In the Yang family courtyard, several pine branches as thick as forearms were burning, illuminating the courtyard brightly.

Moreover, there are not only Yang Youtian's family in the courtyard, but also more than ten men of different ages. It seems that all the villagers from the refugee village, which has only eight households, are here.

Yang Youtian's wife had already been given an explanation. After seeing the Zhao Maoer sisters, they pulled the two of them into the house with a smile.

The other women followed in.

The men surrounded Yang Youtian, calling him different names. Some called him "uncle" and some called him "eldest brother."

It seems that Old Man Yang is quite prestigious in the village.

Yang Youtian introduced Chen Chu to everyone, which naturally required a while of persuading him to drink.

The dishes at the banquet are not rich, including a bowl of green sunflower soup, a plate of salted vegetables, a bowl of dried hare stewed with wild vegetables, and a pot of multi-grain steamed buns.

After resting their stomachs for a while, the conversation unconsciously turned to farming.

"It's not difficult to sell peaches at a high price. Just turn fresh peaches into fairy peaches."

After hearing everyone's complaints that the peaches could not be sold at a high price, Chen Chu, who had a full stomach, responded.

"Brother Chu, please elaborate."

"If the peel of a peach has the word 'Longevity' or auspicious words such as 'Fu, Lu, Xi' or other auspicious words, how much can such a peach be sold for?"

"How can there be words for fruit!" Yao Sanbian, the father of the eldest son, retorted.

He has been doing farm work for half his life and has never heard of such a strange thing.

"When the fruit is colored, it must be exposed to sunlight. If you use opaque cloth..." Chen Chu explained for a long time.

But everyone was still confused, just like today when Yang Youtian and his son heard about the ‘Nie Jie’.

Although everyone was doubtful about Chen Chu's statement, it did not prevent them from listening at all...

After all, if these methods are true, the refugee villages will no longer have to worry about starvation.

Just imagine if you could grow a fairy peach with the word "longevity" in it, who wouldn't buy one for good luck if there is an old person in the family celebrating their birthday?

If 'evil connection' can be described as a secret skill, then the words left on the fruit can be called a 'magic skill'.

Yang Youtian's eyes were bright and he thought to himself, Brother Chu is really a treasure that fell from the sky!

......

The strange phenomenon in the hospital attracted the cat's attention.

Looking sideways, I saw Chen Chu sitting on the wooden pier and whispering something. There was a circle of old men around him, squatting or standing, as if they were afraid that they would not be able to hear what he was saying...

..

‘In just a short while, I became like a distinguished guest in the refugee village...’

When the banquet started, Mao'er already felt something strange because Aunt Yang was so enthusiastic.

You know, the roe rabbits hunted by the fugitives during their leisure time are also used to exchange for money to buy oil and salt. But tonight's banquet not only includes wine and meat, but Aunt Yang also gave her and the tiger head half of the dried rabbit meat in the bowl.

......

Unable to figure it out, Mao'er blinked her peach blossom eyes and stared at Chen Chu through the gap in the slightly opened door.

Until a big hand waved in front of his face, blocking his vision.

Cat suddenly came to his senses, only to find that the house full of women and children were staring at him.

Aunt Yang, who was sitting next to her, withdrew her hand that was waving in front of Mao'er's face and said with a hearty smile: "Haha, the young couple couldn't bear to be separated for such a while. Mrs. Chen's eyes were straight..."

"Hahaha."

As the women laughed, Cat's face turned red.

The two of them had discussed the matter of treating each other as husband and wife.

This will help them be accepted into the refugee village. A man who can take care of his family always makes others feel more at ease.

Anyway, that’s what Chen Chu said to Mao’er.

"Yes, Mrs. Chen and Brother Chu are not very old. They must have just gotten married. It is the time when the honey is mixed with oil. They don't want to be separated for a moment." A woman smiled meaningfully.

Another tall woman rolled up her sleeves, drank a bowl of wine with Aunt Yang, raised her hand to wipe away the wine stains on her lips, and said in a rough voice: "That's natural. When I first got married to my eldest son's father, that fool

The guy wants to toss me to pieces every night! Now... Tsk, tsk, tsk, you can’t even lift me up, it’s useless!”

"Hahaha."

Amid the roar of laughter, Aunt Yang gave the stout woman a nudge and spat: "Bah, you can't cover your mouth. There are a room full of children talking nonsense..."

The cat lowered his eyebrows and drooped his eyes, pretending he didn't understand the joke between the women.

......

It's three quarters to eight o'clock, about eight o'clock late.

The eldest son used the steamed bun to scrape away the last bit of oil on the bottom of the bowl, then reluctantly stuffed it into his mouth.

After declining Yang Youtian's offer to stay, Chen Chu took the Maoer sisters back to the semi-finished shack.
To be continued...