Sister Han is good at farming

"Daya, you smile so cunningly!"

"Dad, how could you treat your daughter like this?" Ruan Qingqing glared at Ruan Wantie with dissatisfaction.

Ruan Wantie coughed twice, "What should we do with this person?"

"Lock him up first!"

As she spoke, Ruan Qingqing knocked him unconscious with a knife.

"Sister, are you okay?" Ruan Shiping rushed home in a hurry. "I heard that their boss ran away."

"We are fine! Big brother, let them all disperse and hand over the captured people to the village chief." Ruan Qingqing looked at the sky and said to Ruan Shiping.

"Okay, big sister!" Ruan Shiping ran out again to make arrangements.

"Dad, I'm going out for a while."

"Daya, you want to..." Ruan Wantie hesitated to speak.

"Dad, I'll go check it out! You woke us up and injured our villagers, so you should at least give them some compensation!"

Ruan Qingqing pursed her lips and looked towards the town.

"Daya, don't be impulsive!"

"Dad, don't worry, I know what to do! I promise to come back safe and sound. By the way, Dad, after daybreak, can you help me find out where the refugee group is now?"

"It's okay for you to ask for information, but we are worried about you going alone."

"I'll ask Uncle Deng to accompany me. Are you relieved now?"

In the second half of the night, only a few shops in the town still had lanterns on their doors, and Good Luck Casino was one of them.

Recently, due to drought and locust plague, the business in the casino has been much worse.

"What do you want to do?" Deng Wei asked Ruan Qingqing in a low voice.

Ruan Qingqing stared at the backyard of the gambling house without blinking, "I want to rob the thieves. Since they are stealing food from the village in the name of refugees, we will move the stolen food away in the name of refugees."

"What a vindictive little fellow!" Deng Wei chuckled.

"No, I can't suffer any loss, otherwise I won't be able to sleep!"

"Alright! I'll help you get your place back!"

Ruan Qingqing grabbed his sleeve and said, "Uncle Deng, let's go together!"

Deng Wei was stunned for a moment, "Okay! Let's go!"

As he said this, he picked up Ruan Qingqing and jumped in from the backyard of the gambling house. The two of them walked in holding their breath and crouching.

"Dongzi, how much food do you think Boss Han and his men can bring back this time?"

"If not thousands of shi, there must be hundreds of shi! After all, Zaoziling is a fertile land. Those methods of increasing production were first spread from Zaoziling. They have grain in their hands!"

Two people came out side by side in the darkness, ready to release the water.

Deng Wei and Ruan Qingqing nodded, and each of them knocked down the two men at the same time. Deng Wei searched them all and soon found a bunch of keys on one of them.

"go!"

They slowly groped their way in, using the light from the room.

There was nothing special in the kitchen except some rice, flour, meat and vegetables, so Ruan Qingqing continued to look elsewhere.

"Uncle Deng, there is a door here."

Deng Wei immediately stepped forward to unlock the door.

When the door was opened, there were two boxes and six stacks of rice bags inside.

There were two boxes, one containing silver of various sizes, and the other containing various gold and silver jewelry of different styles. There was not a single silver bill to be found.

"This gambling house is so poor!"

Ruan Qingqing closed the box without interest.

Then she walked around the room, "Uncle Deng, isn't the gambling house known as the most profitable business? Plus, they're stealing and robbing everywhere under the guise of refugees, how come they only have so little property?"

Deng Wei was silent for a moment. "Could it be that the bulk of the money has been transferred away? After all, the gambling houses are backed by big shots. They should also pay a little tribute to them."

"It makes sense!"

Ruan Qingqing went straight to pull the pile of rice bags closest to the corner.

"Forget it, let's move the food back first. No matter how poor they are, they are still much better off than us ordinary people!"

When she pulled down the pile of rice bags, under the light hanging high up, Ruan Qingqing vaguely saw that there seemed to be a door on the wall.

"Uncle Deng, look here!"

Deng Wei immediately ran over to take a look.

There is a door in the wall!

He also took down the pile of rice bags next to it and then groped around nearby.

Ruan Qingqing was so tired from pulling the bag that she leaned against the wall next to her. "The people in this gambling house really know how to play! Hiss! What is that?"

Her shoulder was hit by a bump.

Ruan Qingqing reached over and slammed him childishly, "Let you hit me!"

With a loud "boom", the door opened automatically.

There was also a light on inside.

This is not important. What is important is that there is a room full of rice bags and three stacks of wooden boxes.

"So much food!"

Ruan Qingqing's legs suddenly felt weak and she swallowed.

"Uncle Deng, have we uncovered a huge secret?"

Deng Wei walked over with a serious expression and stabbed one of the rice bags with the dagger he carried with him.

"Whoosh!"

At night, the sound of rice grains falling was clear and a little harsh.

Ruan Qingqing walked over and took one.

It’s real food!

Deng Wei opened the wooden boxes one by one, and found ten-liang silver ingots neatly stacked inside.

"Uncle Deng, there is a seal on this wooden box!"

"Well, these are government silver." Deng Wei said solemnly.

"Ah?" Ruan Qingqing's heart was beating rapidly.

She just wanted to teach the casino people a small lesson, but she didn't intend to touch upon such a shocking case!

She licked her cracked lips and said, "Uncle Deng, you said before that you wanted to redress the grievances of Lord Zhao Siming, the prefect of Jianghuai Prefecture. Is Lord Zhao's grievance related to the silver and grain here?"

"Well, they wrongly accused Lord Zhao of embezzling the relief silver and grain. But Lord Zhao has been honest all his life. When has he ever done such a dirty thing?" Deng Wei gritted his teeth and said, "These are most likely the relief grain and silver that Jianghuai Prefecture lost."

"Then what do we do now?"

"I'm going to report them?"

Ruan Qingqing pulled his sleeve and looked at him with dark eyes, "Uncle Deng, have you ever thought about it? Why did the relief grain and silver from Jianghuai Prefecture end up in a small gambling house in Qingshui County? It's not just a step or two away. We definitely have their people in Qingshui County. Believe it or not, you will be killed before you even leave Qingshui County!"

"But I can't bear to watch this batch of disaster relief money and grain fall into the pockets of those thieves! Why should we adults bear the blame?"

Deng Wei's bones were squeezed until they crackled.

"It is impossible to transfer or protect these things with our ability. I think it is better to make a big fuss and find a way to attract refugees here. The first batch of refugees should also be from Jianghuai Prefecture, so let them take back what belongs to them.

The matter has become a big deal, and the higher-ups will definitely pay more attention to it and investigate it. By then, it will be difficult for the people behind the scenes to cover it up. Even if they are not killed, they will suffer a miserable end!"

"Okay! Let's do this!"

They retreated cautiously again, erasing all traces of their presence.

The night passed quietly.

"Daya, the refugees from Jianghuai will arrive in our Qingping Town in two days."

"Dad, will you and a few villagers nearby escort us to Qingping Town?"