Furthermore, some of the guards were originally from the surrounding villages.
Zhou Kunshan could just hide the goods, pretend he was visiting relatives or on some business, and as long as he gave a heads-up, he'd be let through.
"This... I shouldn't accept this, right?" Lin Dadao's eyes turned green at the sight of the meat sent by Zhou Kunshan.
Back when the village had strong laborers, they were able to get some meat every now and then to improve their meals.
Now just surviving is extremely difficult. Thinking of eating meat is even more out of reach.
"I haven't contacted the salt seller yet. It might still take a few days. Perhaps..." Lin Dadao hesitated for a long time but didn't suggest Zhou Kunshan take the meat back.
Zhou Kunshan laughed and said, "Uncle Lin, you watched me grow up, no need to be so formal with me."
