Others are fleeing famine, but I am a salted fish

Ergou, who had just arrived home, started working immediately.

He first settled down the people of Linjiazhuang and the villagers they hired from the villages below.

They also arranged for guards to clean up the Linjiazhuang, which was blasted to pieces and covered in blood, and quickly contacted nearby construction teams to arrange for reconstruction.

Lin Dahua had to travel between Wanbao Town and Linjiazhuang every day to take care of Dabao, who was being initiated in Wanbao Town. She avoided the night attack on Linjiazhuang, but she fell ill because she could not bear the sad news that Linjiazhuang was razed to the ground overnight. When Ergou learned about the situation, he hurriedly sent someone to find a doctor and also left two guards to take care of her.

They also thanked all the people who came to support them in the middle of the night. At the same time, they tied up the detained people alive and escorted them to the border.

It took more than ten days to deal with this round of matters.

Originally, they wanted to take the people to Gucheng Pass and hand them over to Lin Xiaoyue for punishment, but when they arrived at Shuanglong Pass, they met the guards who were out shopping. After the two met and exchanged information, they learned that Lin Xiaoyue was now in Shuanglong Pass. Ergou simply asked the guards who came with them and the soldiers sent by the military settlement to assist in the escort, and sent more than a thousand living enemy soldiers who were like dead dogs to the camp to be handed over to the Seventh Uncle for punishment. He then took the guards to the inn to report the situation to Lin Xiaoyue.

After a long chat, Lin Xiaoyue and the others also understood what had happened at home recently.

Xiao Cao and Chun Xing interrupted and asked, "Where is that traitor Qian Hui? Did you catch him?"

Ergou looked very unhappy. He pursed his lips into a straight line and shook his head without answering.

"Why are you so stupid? With so many people, can't you chase after him? How could you let the culprit get away? What if that damned traitor Qian Hui finds another opportunity to sneak into the manor and kidnaps someone to threaten Sister San Ya?"

Xiaocao was so angry that she spoke without thinking, and Ergou was also in a gloomy mood during the whole journey.

Even if Xiaocao didn't say it, he was also worried that the rebel Qian Hui would take the opportunity to retaliate after the failed sneak attack. By then, he would be afraid that if he didn't kill the snake, there would be endless troubles.

But all the guards in Xianyu Villa, the runners in the county government, and the soldiers in the military camp outside Wanbao Town all went out to search nearby. But Qian Hui was like a pangolin, and they dug three feet into the ground but still couldn't dig the man out.

Lin Xiaoyue rubbed her temples, feeling a headache. But she knew that she couldn't blame everyone for this. The mountains stretched for tens of thousands of miles. If someone wanted to hide, they could just go into the mountains. Without modern high-tech positioning and searching, it would be impossible to dig them out.

Ergou and his guards had looked for him before.

We spent several days searching in the mountains and in the town, but we couldn't dig the person out.

Seeing that Lin Xiaoyue looked unhappy, everyone was worried that she would blame them, and they couldn't help but breathe lighter. They looked at each other, feeling a little restless.

Lin Xiaoyue was still immersed in her thoughts and didn’t notice that everyone around her was looking at her cautiously. When she came to her senses and found that the atmosphere was not right, she curiously asked everyone why they were acting so cautiously? ? ?

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Lin Xiaoyue asked everyone to get a few more rooms in the inn, and even to pick the better rooms for the soldiers in the military settlement who were helping to escort the enemy here. It would be bad if others who came to help didn't even have a place to stay.

The guard who came with Ergou carefully reminded him that the soldiers from the military settlement were here on official business and that the camp would arrange their food and accommodation, so it was not their turn to worry about it.

After hearing what he said with certainty, Lin Xiaoyue stopped worrying and asked Ergou to arrange guards for her. She then asked Xiaocao to buy some livestock from the surrounding area and send them to the military camp as a snack for everyone, as a way of thanking them for their help.

Xiaocao nodded, took Chunxing and several guards outside, and drove to a nearby village to buy livestock.

Lin Xiaoyue asked Ergou and a few guards who came with him about the situation of everyone in Linjiazhuang.

Ergou only reported what happened in the manor a few days after he returned, while the guards who had stayed in the manor previously told Lin Xiaoyue some other information.

For example, Grandpa Lin’s youngest son, Lin Baodi, who had lived in the town before the famine but did not escape with the people, was found.

As luck would have it, Grandpa Lin and his companions met him when they went to a village below Yongzhou City to look for former villagers to help with their work.

I heard that when he was found, he was living in a very poor state, with a disfigured face and a broken leg. He lived alone in a thatched hut at the end of the village. But because he was a stranger, he had no one around to help him, and was always bullied by the villagers.

Grandpa Lin felt sorry for his youngest son's experience, so he took him back to Linjiazhuang, and later he worked with everyone. But at present, he was just doing miscellaneous tasks that did not involve the core, just like the villagers who were hired to the village and were familiar with him.

It seems that Grandpa Lin wants to wait for Lin Xiaoyue to return and get her consent first. If she agrees, he will add his name to the confidentiality and profit-sharing agreement and let him do the core work.

Lin Xiaoyue had no objection to Grandpa Lin's behavior.

Grandpa Lin was a clear-headed person, otherwise he would not have called everyone to the county government to sign an official deed with her as soon as they settled in Wanbao Town. Besides, Grandpa Lin always felt that he had taken advantage of her, so even though he had finally found his lost little son, he did not rush to let him get involved in the core work immediately.

This was also the suggestion Lin Xiaoyue made when Grandpa was recruiting people. Although they didn't know how many years the secret recipe could be kept secret, they wanted to expand production. In addition to hiring trustworthy and available people, they could also separate the processes. Some unimportant and tedious matters could be handed over to the people they hired, while the core processes had to be firmly in their own hands.

In this way, the secret recipe is in the hands of one's own people, and as long as it is not leaked out, it can be regarded as an exclusive secret recipe.

Of course, there is no impenetrable wall. Sooner or later, the secret will be leaked or someone will figure out the trick. They have the key in their hands, but they just try to prolong the time they can eat the exclusive secret recipe.

Lin Xiaoyue searched her memory and didn't have a deep impression of Grandpa Lin's youngest son, Lin Baodi, but she had some impression of him.

In my impression, that person is just like Uncle Baotian, both of them are honest and simple.

When the original owner had a hard time, Lin Baodi helped him many times and gave them money from time to time. But later, because the deceased wife of the head of the village, Chen, kept torturing the pregnant daughter-in-law, which led to the daughter-in-law's miscarriage and hemorrhage, Lin Baodi was filled with hatred and refused to go home from then on, living alone in the town.

Later, when they were fleeing famine, they were only concerned with escaping death and therefore did not meet again. It was not until today that Grandpa Lin and his family were reunited.