Chapter 1973: Auspicious snow heralds a year of abundance, but it shouldn't be too auspicious!

In this world, could there be such an extravagant person?

The old farmer hunched his back, his withered face carved with shock and disbelief.

He stared at the scene before him, as if he weren't looking at burning firewood, but at his own lifeblood being burned!

But in a flash.

He understood the identities of these people.

It was the autumn harvest, and this Ping'an Manor was an estate of the Duke of Dingguo's residence.

To the noble young masters of the Duke of Dingguo's residence, what could this little bit of dry wood count for in their eyes?

The old farmer gave a self-deprecating smile and then stepped forward to leave, though a hint of unconcealable heartache still flashed in his eyes.

Just then.

Gao Yang noticed the old farmer's gaze. His heart stirred, and he said loudly: "Old man, it's freezing cold, why not come over to warm yourself by the fire and eat some fish?"

In an instant.

Swish, swish, swish.

Everyone's gaze was focused on the old farmer.

Shangguan Wan'er and Chu Qingluan looked surprised.

Hearing Gao Yang's voice, the old farmer looked flattered and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, noble person, I can't, I'm dirty..."

"It's fine, come over and sit."

Gao Yang's tone was gentle as he continued.

The old farmer hesitated again and again, but in the end, he couldn't resist the temptation of food and the warmth of the campfire.

This fish was too fragrant!

Just smelling it from far away was so fragrant; if he could eat a bite, wouldn't it be heavenly?

The old farmer cautiously put down the bundle of thin, withered branches he was carrying and moved to the edge of the fire to sit down.

Gao Yang handed him a fish roasted golden and crispy, smelling delicious.

"Old man, have a taste!"

The old farmer took it with trembling hands and took a cautious bite. The piping hot fish meat melted in his mouth instantly, and the extreme freshness and rich grease crazily assaulted his taste buds!

The old farmer's eyes lit up, and he didn't care about the heat, devouring it greedily, his mouth covered in grease, clearly starving. ===== CHAPTER 1975 =====