An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

Chu Chunxi first entered the armory. This thing was more useful than silver on the road of exile. It was a life-saving thing. Otherwise, even if you had martial arts skills, ten punches would not be able to defeat a big sword.

"Mine, mine, all mine."

Chu Chunxi muttered to himself as he collected all the fine weapons, leaving behind the broken and rusty swords, the bows and arrows that had not been used for too long and were no longer elastic and needed to be repaired, and a number of scattered arrows that were rotten and about to break.

These kinds of confiscated items were confiscated based on quantity, not quality. They didn't even have a chance of reaching the royal storehouses. If they weren't taken to the barracks, they'd at most be taken to the ironworks shop. The fewer items, the less likely they were to rebel. Even if that scoundrel the Fourth Prince came, he wouldn't even look at anything unless it was real money.

Keep at least a few items from the sewing room. Except for unfinished products and a few pieces of cloth that are not very useful, everything else is collected. Cotton-padded clothes and quilts are rare items, and they will definitely be needed along the way. They will be used to withstand the rain, snow, wind and frost on the way to Lingnan. They will need to be replaced when they get wet, worn and worn, so the more the better. Fortunately, the embroiderers in the mansion have already started to prepare a lot of spring and winter clothes. The fabrics given to the servants are all cotton or cheap silk, just right for exile. When passing through small towns, remember to buy some more outerwear for the common people.

As for the extra fabrics, they will not deteriorate if kept in the space and can be used at will in the south.

But there are still too few shoes, and they all look good but are not practical. The soles of the shoes cannot withstand long journeys. The road of exile is the most demanding on shoes. It is best to add some warm and moisture-proof cotton boots and leather boots in winter. Fortunately, it is still time to go out and buy some now. Otherwise, I will have to buy more along the way.

After leaving the warehouse, she went to the kitchen. Frosting followed her the whole time, carrying an axe and grunting. She broke the locks and split the doors when she was told to. After breaking the locks, she stood outside obediently like a harmless door god, without any hesitation.

The young lady is so lucky. Not only can she walk around freely when she returns to her parents' home, but even if she breaks down the door and unlocks it, the servants will think she is at her parents' home. Unlike her sister-in-law, she will be beaten three times if she eats one more bite of black flour steamed bun. Fortunately, she has nothing to do with them now.

When the young lady entered the room, Tang Shuang stared outside without looking away, muttering silently, "Master, I'm here, don't worry, I won't let even a fly in."

She completely forgot about asking her to change her address to "Miss". She only remembered that Miss was her master and she only had to protect her and obey her orders.

Fortunately, it was daybreak at this time, and there was no one guarding the warehouse door. There were not many servants in the yard, otherwise there would definitely be a lot of talk, and people would think that the cousin brought her maid back to play with breaking the jar. In any case, no one thought she was a thief.

The two of them squatted at the kitchen door for a long time, until Tang Shuang's stomach growled a few times, and Chu Chunxi moved. Even if someone forced their way in, they wouldn't be able to collect the things.

Tang Shuang thought the young lady was angry, and quickly covered her stomach: "I'm not hungry, it's my stomach that's disobedient." She lied seriously, but kept swallowing her saliva and looking into the kitchen. Even she believed what she said.

Fortunately, not long after, the servants had already started bringing breakfast to each room, and the cooks had gone to rest, so Chu Chunxi hurried into the kitchen.

There was still quite a bit of food on the stove, probably food for the servants. He didn't put it away immediately after entering. He grabbed two large meat buns and stuffed them into Tang Shuang's hands, who continued to act as the gatekeeper. "Eat it. If it's not enough, there's more. Keep it safe."

"My servant, don't let even a fly in—not even a stray cat." Then she sat on the low threshold, munching on a meat bun. "Why are these buns so sweet?" she asked. "They're much better than the coarse flour buns at the Marquis of Pingyang's mansion." "My young lady's in-laws are so kind. They're so honest with their servants, and we can even have meat buns, and we even get one extra per meal."

Looking at the way she swallowed the food whole, and then looking at her big body, considering that she usually did hard work, I'm afraid she never had enough to eat with the food in the mansion.

Chu Chunxi collected all the extra food that had been cooked on the stove, not caring that the servants would be hungry later. They didn't have to go into exile, so it didn't matter if they missed a meal. These were life-saving foods on the road to exile, so he could only apologize to them for now.

All the uncooked chicken, duck, fish, meat and vegetables were collected, even a bag or half a bag of potatoes, sweet potatoes and taro were not left out. Things grown in the wild can also be used as concealment during the exile.

All the pots and pans were also stuffed into the space. These were things that would be needed during the exile, and they would also be useful in Lingnan. All the firewood and charcoal were collected. Although the weather gets warmer as you go south, it is still quite cold along the way as winter has just begun. It is hard to say whether we will not encounter storms or even snow. Also, I heard that there will be wet rainy weather in the south in March and April, and the weather will be very wet and cold. My grandparents are old, and my grandfather has a lot of injuries. They cannot withstand the cold without charcoal, and no amount of charcoal will be enough.

There was a well in the house and a stream outside, so drinking water should be enough for the journey. But she also packed in a few large water jars, two buckets, and a shoulder pole. Basins, pots, and bamboo baskets were all needed for washing vegetables and rice along the way, and even in Lingnan, they were essential. So she packed everything.

The house was going to be raided anyway, and all the servants, except for the loyal servants who were sent out in advance, would definitely be redeemed or sold. That's why no one would pay attention to anything unusual here. Even if they did find anything, they would at most curse and scold the officers and soldiers who were raiding the house, saying that they were too cruel and didn't even let go of a little food.

As for those who confiscated the property, they were mostly interested in gold and silver treasures, so why would they pay attention to whether there was anything in the kitchen? Besides, wealthy families don't just have a kitchen. If there are no cooking utensils, then it's not used.

When he came out, he found a lot of blue bricks and tiles neatly stacked beside the wall. They must be the spare parts of the mansion. This is a good thing. It can be used to build walls, courtyards and houses. Chu Chunxi took it without thinking.

Fortunately, the space was big enough, otherwise she would have suspected that she was too greedy. She was standing in front of the icing light to see what was happening in front, and was also paying attention to the two meat buns given by the lady in her hand. She didn't notice these things that disappeared out of thin air at all, and was still thankful: It's great, I can eat with the master, and I can eat the amount of four meals in one meal. I will never leave the master again.

On her way out, Tang Shuang was startled by a black cat that suddenly darted out. Seeing it blocking her path with its fierce gaze, she quickly stuffed the remaining buns into her mouth. She felt the black cat was eyeing the buns in her hand! Otherwise, why would it bother her so much? Its big, round, black eyes, like glass balls, stared at her as if it had seen dried fish, its eyeballs unable to move.

Silly Girl waved her empty hands, faced the black cat provocatively, and used her tall body to block her master.

While whispering to the black cat in a flattering manner, he explained, "No more! No more!"

Afraid that the black cat wouldn't believe him, he clapped his hands in front of his face! Although he was a big man, his movements were like those of a child, very naive.

The waving black hand scared the cat away.