The ring connects the past and present, the exiled prince worships me as a god

"How is the situation over there?"

"What happened to the gods last night? Has it been solved?"

Words came out from both sides almost at the same time.

Qi Yu touched the jade token and recounted the whole story in detail, as well as what he was going to do next.

"Don't worry, God. Yu will be more careful. But I'm afraid you will have to trouble me in the future. We want to buy some seeds."

Now that we have water and farm tools, if we can grow some crops while building the temple, we won’t have to trouble the gods and spend money to buy food for them in the future.

"It's a small matter. I can arrange it tomorrow. I don't have anything to do here. It's just a misunderstanding."

Song Nian didn't intend to tell Li Lin about how she framed her.

Firstly, the ancient prince couldn't help, and secondly, she already had a plan.

"It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. Indeed, your idea is very good." He is worthy of being the prince. He is not greedy and is capable. She admires him very much.

"By this time tomorrow, I'll buy some vegetable seeds and send them over, along with instructions for greenhouse farming. Wait for me."

"Okay, Yu, wait for the gods."

Qi Yu put down the jade token and stopped talking.

The gods just showed their concern for him. For some reason, he felt a flutter in his heart, and some inexplicable emotions quietly grew in his heart.

No one had ever made him wait. In the past, some of the young ladies in the capital were interested in him and would secretly send him handkerchiefs to express their love, but he was not interested.

His father would sometimes remind him to have a few concubines, but he felt that people should enjoy their lives to the fullest instead of trying to possess others for the sake of so-called needs and wasting others' time.

But the gods gave him a different feeling.

As he thought about this, he suddenly shuddered and the hand holding the jade token unconsciously exerted force.

"Damn it! How could he covet the gods?"

Qi Yu quickly threw the jade token aside and went out to scoop up some cold water to wash his face.

Song Nian, who was checking the seed channels, suddenly saw a piece of paper popping up next to her. She thought that Qi Yu was short of some supplies again, and was shocked when she saw it.

Is this prince talking to himself and daydreaming again?

What does he covet from her?

Are you regretting giving her so much gold?

Could it be that he thought she gave him too little of the 2,000 kilograms of rice, oil, and over 400 kilograms of meat that she delivered to him in the morning?

That’s right, what’s the point of eating only meat with white rice? You need some vegetables.

Song Nian closed the page and placed a new order for vegetables. Delivery fees for takeout were based on weight, the same as for rice and oil. She contacted the merchant through the platform, selected a wholesale market, and placed an order for 500 kilograms of cabbage and 500 kilograms of potatoes. The market said the order was too large and delivery wouldn't take until the next morning.

Oops, I forgot to ask Qi Yu what the climate is like over there.

Song Nian hurriedly opened the document. "What season is it where you are? Is it cold? If I buy a lot of vegetables, can they be stored?"

For a long time, the font did not disappear.

Strange, could it be that the prince has encountered another difficult problem?

The feeling of only being able to communicate through a single line and randomly is very frustrating.

Song Nian frowned slightly, supported her chin with both hands and puffed out her cheeks, looking a little unhappy.

"Forget it, let's buy it first. At worst, she can just teleport it bit by bit."

God knows how exhausted she must have been after transporting that thing weighing over two thousand kilograms.

But she also found the secret. It turned out that the teleportation was not about throwing the food into the trash can, but that all objects would disappear as long as they touched her ancient ring and were thrown up.

Worried that fresh vegetables wouldn't be easy to store, she also ordered some pickled mustard greens and seasonings. Just as she was about to buy seeds, she suddenly remembered something and froze.

"Where does she keep all those things?"

She was just worried that the weather was too hot to store the goods on Qi Yu's side, but now she is about to deliver the goods and she doesn't even have a warehouse to store them.

Oh, the warehouse.

Vegetables and other things could not be kept in her villa, not to mention that there was not enough space. If Li Lin and Song Jin came and saw them, she would not be able to explain it clearly. She had no choice but to take the key and go out to the property office downstairs to rent a garage.

The monthly rent for a garage was three thousand yuan, and she rented it for a year. She had about one hundred and fifty thousand yuan in savings. Last time, she used fifty thousand yuan to buy out Song Lai's evidence. This time, she spent more than ninety-eight thousand yuan on buying food and renting a garage, and she was suddenly penniless.

"Crazy, I'm totally crazy!"

Song Nian looked at the empty garage, holding the key for a long time without coming back to his senses.

She saved the ancient prince who was exiled thousands of years ago by hoarding supplies. If you tell me this, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

Forget it, just do good things without worrying about the future.

Song Nian hurried back home and carefully put the teacup that Qi Yu gave her last night into the box. She also took a few gold ingots and planned to sell them for money.

She hadn't bought the seeds yet, and she still needed to look up some information on greenhouse planting techniques. She'd been so busy that she hadn't even had time for breakfast or lunch. Song Nian felt like she was almost punching the clock for work, but she didn't feel tired at all. Instead, she felt a sense of accomplishment.

"The exiled prince nearly died of starvation during the famine. He was resurrected by a beautiful girl from a thousand years later, who delivered supplies to him and helped feed nearly ten thousand people."

Look, how proud.

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"What a delicious meaty smell! That's meat!"

"I thought I would never taste meat again in my life. God, have mercy on me!"

The aroma of meat wafted into every corner of the exile area. Everyone gathered in a big circle, craning their necks to look at the steaming meat in the pot in the middle.

There was a big pot full of stewed pork and ribs, and the aroma of meat filled the air, arousing everyone's appetite.

"Don't worry, everyone will have a bowl of meat and a bowl of white rice today!"

Zhao Li led people to patrol the surrounding area to prevent people from looting without following the rules.

The refugees who had been waiting nearby had been sent to the vicinity of the county government office by Zhao Li. Those people didn't want to leave, after all, they had eaten two full meals here, but when they saw with their own eyes that large amounts of rice, flour and meat were being sent to the county government office, they all followed.

As the county magistrate, Sun Xian was greedy just by looking at his physique. Zhao Li was worried and asked someone to follow him and monitor him while he distributed food.

At this time, everyone in the city was queuing up to wait for food. The line was as long as a dragon and almost extended to the place of exile.

As the call of "Dinner is ready" rang out, the impatient prisoners could no longer control themselves and swarmed over, each holding a rice bowl and waiting for their own delicious meal.

"Don't grab it, big guy."

“Everyone has a share.”

Zhao Li stood on the mound, waving a whip, ready to whip anyone who dared to break the rules.

"It smells good! It has to be meat, it smells good!"

"Thank you, officer!"

The voices of gratitude rose one after another like a wave, and everyone looked at Zhao Li with gratitude, their eyes burning with passion, as if Zhao Li was a benefactor and savior.

Zhao Li smiled and shook his head, "Don't thank the wrong person, everyone. I don't have that much ability. These foods were obtained by Qi Yu. He is your living Bodhisattva."

When Qi Yu calmed down and walked out of the room, he heard Zhao Li say this.

His eyebrows were curved, and his whole face looked particularly soft under the setting sun. He did not notice the sharp eyes among the refugees in the distance.