Of course, during Wang Shouxin’s forty-three years of life, the Wang Family did not have the power or status to host a "Celebration Banquet." Every time during the autumn and winter hunts, the Wang Family mostly went quietly and returned dejectedly. However, when Ancestor Zhou Xuan was alive and there was a bountiful harvest, a Celebration Banquet would be held. As soon as these words were spoken. Several older clan members exhibited a strong look of anticipation in their eyes. The Wang Family had been down for fifty years, and now that they had finally turned the tide, they also wanted to elevate the family’s sense of honor and increase their prestige in the territory. "Alright." Wang Shouzhe pondered for a moment and said, "I remember there are five or six ordinary wild oxen and wild boars left, so we’ll take one of each, and the rest will be preserved and stored. In addition, some of the stocked breeding meat in the family warehouse will also be used for the Celebration Banquet, while also clearing some space in the warehouse." "Oh, and set up a few porridge stalls to serve porridge on the side, since there might not be enough meat for everyone." "As for selling fierce beast meat at low prices, use that Tier-One Green Hoof Wild Ox. It’s at least three thousand pounds—more than enough. Warn those insignificant families that if they dare to sell low-priced spiritual flesh to traveling merchants, the Wang Family will not be lenient." The family’s food warehouse is not small, but the harvest this time was so astonishing that there might not be enough room in the icehouse warehouse. And given the amount, with just the Wang Family members, they could eat well for two years. "Alright." Wang Shouxin was ecstatic and led the crowd to carry out the plans as agreed. When the local people and some insignificant Black Tortoise Clans found out that the Wang Family was preparing to host a Celebration Banquet with an abundance of shocking ingredients, the place was immediately abuzz with excitement. In the past decades, the Liu and Zhao Clans had alternated hosting Celebration Banquets. However, their scale was very small, probably not even a tenth of this Wang Family banquet. It was just for show, to declare that they were the "top noble family" in Ping’an Town. Hosting a Celebration Banquet naturally didn’t require Wang Shouzhe, the clan leader, to make an appearance. It was enough for several elder brothers, along with family women, younger brothers, and sisters to manage it. At this time, Wang Shouzhe, along with Liua Ruolei and Liua Yuanrui, returned to the main residence, and the first thing they did was to visit Ancestor Zhi Sheng. Accompanying them, of course, were Ancestor Longyan and Ancestor Xiaohan. This was proper etiquette, as Ancestor Zhi Sheng had come to help defend the Wang Family’s main residence without hesitation after receiving the letter. This favor was invaluable. After mutual greetings and courtesy, Ancestor Zhi Sheng, having completed his duty, took his leave. Naturally, Wang Shouzhe would not let Ancestor Zhi Sheng work for nothing. Subsequently, a cartload of spiritual meat and spirit rice would be directly sent to the Shanyin Liu Family’s residence. After all matters were handled. Only then did Wang Shouzhe completely settle down and relax, as if he had suddenly laid down all burdens. Afterward, he enjoyed a nice long bath and instructed Wang Gui to refuse all visitors and not to think about anything, lying in bed for a whole day and night. During this period, dealing with the Liu and Zhao Clans had indeed been exhausting, most importantly mentally, without room for the slightest mistake. But now, finally, he could really relax. The Wang Family’s Celebration Banquet was held in a very lively manner, as if it had already become the most bustling celebration in all of Ping’an Town. Thıs content belongs to 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚~𝙣𝙚𝙩 Almost everyone was eagerly talking about it, and every conversation topic turned to the Ping’an Wang Family. Meanwhile, the other two noble families in Ping’an Town, the Ping’an Liu and Ping’an Zhao Clans, seemed to have been forgotten in the corner, no longer mentioned by anyone. It was as if, in the vast Ping’an Town, there was only one Black Tortoise Clan—Ping’an Wang Family. A carriage from the Daqian Government Office unobtrusively stopped at the entrance of the Wang Family’s main residence. The first to step down from the carriage was a middle-aged man in a Garrison Commander’s uniform, imposing and distinguished. This was naturally Garrison Commander Lei Yangqiu. Then, two elders in their seventies or eighties, trembling slightly, stepped out of the carriage. The plaza at the entrance of the Wang Family was still bustling. There were people lining up to drink porridge and eat meat, as well as local insignificant Black Tortoise Clans bringing accumulated Qian Gold to purchase low-priced spiritual meat. No sensible person would want to miss such an opportunity. Nonetheless, the Wang Family always conducted matters clearly. Each household had their number of people on record, how much was purchased; it was all allocated. And for the local residents partaking in the porridge and meat of the Celebration Banquet, they must present local residency proof and register, so they wouldn’t partake more than once. If anyone dared to act recklessly, the Wang Family’s methods would not be soft. But even with such strictness, there were still many people lining up after three days and nights. "Tsk tsk, the Wang Family indeed shows promising prospects." Garrison Commander Lei Yangqiu praised with a smile, then addressed Wang Luqiu, who was distributing meat, "Little sister Luqiu, do you remember me?" Wang Luqiu looked up at him, continued registering and quickly distributing meat and porridge, and said nonchalantly, "I remember; you were the one scolded to tears by my fourth brother, right? Something with the surname Lei..." Lei Yangqiu’s face turned a shade of embarrassment, suddenly feeling mentally drenched; when was he ever scolded to tears? But it wouldn’t be appropriate to argue with a little girl, so he forced a laugh, "Well, the past is best left unmentioned. By the way, is your fourth brother around? I wish to see him; Miss Luqiu, could you help pass the word?" "Can’t you see I’m busy?" Wang Luqiu replied impatiently, then beckoned to a servant, "Junyan, go inform Wang Gui to send a message to my fourth brother, someone with the surname Lei is looking for him. That’s right, it’s the Garrison Commander." "Yes, Miss Six." Ouyang Junyan shrank his neck and hurried off to carry out the task.