The villagers marveled at their bicycles loaded with so many fine goods, especially the pork on the rear seat, eyes wide with amazement.
"Changhai, you're back? Wow, you bought so many good things? All for tomorrow's birthday banquet, right?"
"Is that pork there in the back? Bought so much? You really don't mind spending, do you?"
"Yes, that's a lot of meat, must be dozens of pounds, right?"
Seeing Changhai buy so much meat, the villagers were extremely surprised; they didn't care if it was just trimmings, as long as it was pork, it was fine by them.
Thinking about tomorrow's birthday banquet, the villagers couldn't help but swallow their saliva, thinking how generous the Old Jiang Family really was, buying so much pork. It seemed like tomorrow they would eat to their heart's content.
"Yeah, it's all pork, bought over a hundred pounds. Tomorrow, you guys can just dive in and eat your fill; there'll be plenty," Changhai said with a pat on the rear pork, speaking boldly.
