Dragon King Temple
Editor: Atlas Studios
Many of the villagers knew woodworking and ate the fish banquet in satisfaction. With their stomachs full, they could continue to work endlessly.
Other than bamboo, there were also many dense trees around. Everyone worked together to cut down more than dozens of trees one after another and began to carve wood to make wooden boxes for the pickled fish.
On the other side, the women of Zhao farmyard were also slaughtering fish in full swing, scraping their scales and applying sauce.
The little children held the dried fish that had been fried with fish oil and ate happily while helping the adults do some chores.
Zhao Pengfei, Lin Yue, Qingfeng, and the others went to open the path. He could easily carry the huge rocks that needed a few people to carry. With him around, he could easily deal with some rocks that were difficult to move.
Bai Wutong originally wanted to help, but they rejected her, saying that someone needed to take care of the Young Master.