Traveling through ancient times to get rid of poverty, the whole network sends me express delivery

The carriage wobbled and headed out of the city.

Lin Jingyou lifted the cloth on the bamboo basket, revealing half a basket of buckwheat buns inside.

"Hey, why did Third Brother buy so many buckwheat buns?" Shen Wanning looked at the buns curiously.

"Hey, if we encounter refugees who steal our things on the road, these can hold us back for a while. I hope I am overthinking it and these steamed buns will not be used!" Lin Jingyou sighed and broke each steamed bun into four small pieces.

Although she didn't know what Lin Jingyou meant, Shen Wanning also helped to break the buns.

Not long after leaving the city, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Shen Wanning opened the curtains and looked outside.

This sight made her gasp.

In front of their carriage, there was another carriage surrounded by refugees, which had already turned over. The refugees surrounded the carriage and bent over to pick up something on the ground.

Through the gaps in the crowd, Shen Wanning vaguely saw several people in rich clothes lying on the ground.

"Hurry up, let's rush over from the side!" Shen Wanning shouted softly to the outside.

As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. This group of refugees has completely lost their minds.

The guards at the city gate must have seen this, but they ignored it as if it were commonplace. This showed that this had happened so many times, so often that they couldn't control it.

Lin Jingyou looked at Shen Wanning's serious expression and realized that something might be wrong, so he moved faster.

The driver outside lashed the horse with a whip, and the carriage suddenly rushed forward. Due to inertia, Shen Wanning fell backwards, and Lin Jingyou quickly reached out to protect her.

"What's going on outside?" Lin Jingyou asked with a frown.

"There are refugees ahead who are suddenly attacking and injuring people, blocking the road. We have to rush over quickly, otherwise we will end up with the same fate as the carriage in front!" Shen Wanning said in a serious tone.

The couple across the street lifted the curtain and took a look. The woman muttered softly, "They're quite pitiful. How about giving them this remaining half basket of wild fruits? That way they won't steal our things!"

Shen Wanning was shocked, "No! This will only make them more violent!"

"The refugees hurt people because they have nothing to eat. If they had food, they wouldn't hurt people, right?" The woman looked puzzled, obviously having never been subjected to the harsh treatment of society.

The carriage gradually stopped, and the driver shouted anxiously, "The refugees are blocking the road ahead. I'm afraid we can't get through!"

When the woman heard this, she took out half a basket of wild fruits. Shen Wanning and the others had no time to stop her and felt very heavy-hearted.

When the refugees saw the woman coming out with wild fruits, they rushed over and snatched the fruits away, not even leaving her with the basket.

Not only that, taking advantage of the chaos, an unknown refugee came forward and pulled out the woman's hairpin. The woman was grabbed by the refugee's hair, and she screamed in fear.

Seeing that the refugee was about to drag the woman away, Shen Wanning made a quick decision, took out a fruit knife from the express station, and stabbed the refugee's hand. The refugee immediately withdrew his hand in pain.

Seeing that there was food on board, more and more refugees gathered around their carriage. The driver was so anxious that beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. "What should we do now? There are more and more refugees!"

The woman hurriedly got into the carriage, her face pale with fear, sobbing softly. Her man hugged her and comforted her, his face blank.

Lin Jingyou opened the carriage door, picked up the bamboo basket, and threw it hard to the back of the carriage. "Hurry up and leave while we have time!"

When the refugees saw the steamed buns behind the carriage, they all ran to the back and scrambled for them.

Some people also glanced at the refugees behind the carriage and continued to surround the carriage. Some refugees even tried hard to climb onto the carriage.

Shen Wanning threw a fruit knife to Lin Jingyou. At this moment, he didn't care about being exposed. Safety was the most important thing. "Protect yourself!"

At the same time, she took out another fruit knife and placed it in front of her. If any refugee came forward, she would stab them with all her strength!

Facing this group of refugees who had long lost their sense of law, she didn't need to be too cautious. If she had been a little soft-hearted, she would have ended up like the people in the carriage in front of her.

The carriage could only move forward a few steps slowly, and soon it was surrounded by refugees.

Shen Wanning thought of Lin Jingyou's actions and quickly thought of an idea. She quickly grabbed a handful of copper coins from the express station and threw them hard behind the carriage.

When the refugees saw the money, they quickly ran back and scrambled for the copper coins, and the carriage barely moved forward a few steps.

Shen Wanning continued to throw back a handful of copper coins, and the number of refugees blocking the way was reduced by half.

"Hurry up, rush out!" Shen Wanning shouted in a low voice, but her hands did not stop moving, and she threw back another handful of copper coins.

Only after throwing six handfuls of copper coins did the carriage finally leave all the refugees behind. There were still a few refugees following, but seeing that there were fewer people, they did not dare to follow the carriage and stopped.

Besides, I didn’t eat much and didn’t have much energy in my body. Now that I can pick up money, it’s much better than before.

Shen Wanning saw the coachman driving steadily forward and the refugees were no longer visible, so she slumped back into the carriage.

When I sat down, I realized that I was covered in cold sweat.

"Wipe your sweat." Lin Jingyou handed her a handkerchief, not the one he'd used to wipe his hands this morning. He was quite tidy and always had more than one handkerchief with him.

Shen Wanning wiped the sweat from her face, her face paling. She was genuinely frightened by the sight of so many refugees, scrambling like crazy to grab supplies. She had never found it so terrifying in TV dramas before.

"Thank you, Third Brother. If you hadn't thrown those buns, I really wouldn't know what to do!"

Lin Jingyou shook his head. "I didn't help much. I thought these steamed buns would be enough to lure the refugees away, but I didn't expect there would be so many of them!"

The woman beside him was still nestled in the man's arms, crying softly, "The hairpin you gave me was snatched away by them!"

Shen Wanning was a little annoyed by her crying and scolded her in a low voice, "Stop crying! You can earn money again if you lose it, but if you lose your life, you lose everything! If you weren't so soft-hearted, how could so many refugees rush over to us!"

The woman was so scolded that she dared not speak and sobbed softly. They knew they were in the wrong, and the men did not dare to say anything either.

Lin Jingyou returned the fruit knife to Shen Wanning. Shen Wanning was a little embarrassed. She didn't know how to explain the origin of the knife.

After all, the handle is still made of plastic, which has never appeared in this era.

"This is your dagger. Keep it safe and be careful not to hurt yourself."

From the moment he got the knife, he knew Shen Wanning probably had a lot of secrets. Later, when she produced a handful of copper coins from nowhere, he was even more certain of this idea.

But maybe he was not a completely trustworthy person to her now, so he could understand why Shen Wanning hid it from him.

Shen Wanning took the dagger, threw it into the backpack, and laughed awkwardly twice, "I will definitely give Third Brother a better dagger in the future for self-defense."