However, He Shanchuan's request was not too much.
Chen Liang had already settled the only difficult matter. Next, he could start building the road.
The next day, Chen Liang banged on the gong and drum, gathering everyone in the village to the grain-sunning field.
He stood on the steps and faced the curious and confused gazes of the villagers. He coughed lightly and said, "I've gathered everyone here today to announce something."
"What's the matter? It's so early in the morning. I'm freezing to death."
Chen Liang glared at that person and said, "Of course it's a good thing. If you're unwilling, go back and warm yourself up."
"I was just joking. Uncle, don't mind me." That person quickly changed his face. When he heard that it was a good thing, he immediately became excited and did not feel cold anymore. He urged him, "What good thing? Uncle, quickly tell me."
