The queen of the end times is reborn and goes crazy, her whole family is burned to death

Seeing that he had no reaction, Yan Wanwan couldn't help but ask doubtfully, "Do you have anything else to do?"

The housekeeper's face was filled with disbelief, and he repeated his question: "County Lady, are you really going to buy as many as you can get?"

"Oh! Are you worried that you don't have enough money?"

As Yan Wanwan spoke, she took out a wooden plaque and handed it to the other party, "With this plaque, you can withdraw 10 million taels of silver, which is more than enough to purchase the grain this time."

The butler knew the origin of the token very well, so he didn't ask any more questions. He took the wooden sign and went straight to deal with the business. He had a lot of work to do next.

Yan Wanwan looked at the housekeeper's hurriedly leaving back and frowned slightly.

She knew in her heart that purchasing food on such a large scale was by no means an easy task. Even if there was sufficient money, collecting and transporting food would be extremely difficult in this chaotic world.

She glanced at the imprisoned zombies, and a meaningful arc appeared at the corner of her mouth. In an instant, she had made up her mind.

Inside the palace, Eunuch Wu could hardly contain his excitement. He trotted all the way to the main hall and said eagerly, "Your Majesty, great news! The Ministry of Revenue has sold all its unpolished rice, earning 10 million taels of silver."

Upon hearing this, the emperor was so excited that he stood up from his seat and walked down happily.

"All sold out?"

"Your Majesty, all of it has been sold. Although it is rough rice, it is all old rice. However, it is a blessing to have achieved such a good result."

"Well, the Ministry of Revenue did a good job this time."

As soon as the emperor finished speaking, his expression darkened, and he muttered to himself, "How on earth could Yan Wanwan come up with such a large amount of silver at once? A full ten million taels. Does she have another huge fortune?"

Upon seeing this, Eunuch Wu hurriedly lowered his head and dared not make any further comments on the matter.

The emperor paced back and forth in the palace, full of doubts in his mind.

Yan Wanwan was just a woman. Rumor had it that her adoptive mother was a village woman. He had already been suspicious when she received a hundred pieces of dowry that day, and now there was another ten million taels. Could there be something wrong with her identity?

"Eunuch Wu, please investigate the people Yan Wanwan associates with. Report all the details to me."

Upon hearing the emperor's question, Eunuch Wu hurried forward to respond, "Your Majesty is wise and has already sent people to investigate Yan Wanwan. Ever since Lord Lu brought her back to the Lu family, she has lived a secluded life, rarely interacting with outsiders. The people she interacts with the most are undoubtedly the Lu family and General Qin."

Eunuch Wu paused for a moment before continuing, "Lu Zhengping's family has a deep grudge against Yan Wanwan. Both his son and daughter suffered misfortunes because of her. The Lu family hates her to the core and would never give her such a huge sum of money."

The emperor nodded slightly, seemingly casually twisting his dragon whiskers, but he had already secretly concluded in his heart that Qin Yu was not innocent of the huge amount of silver this time.

Qin Yu, oh Qin Yu, now that I have confiscated your tiger talisman, why are you still refusing to behave yourself?

"Spread the news! I don't want things to go smoothly along the way."

He is the emperor and will not do such despicable things, but whether he can keep it depends on the ability of Qin Yu and his wife.

A few days later, the butler returned with a look of fatigue on his face, but more of relief.

"County Lady, the grain has been purchased, but we encountered a few small bandits during transportation. Fortunately, the guards were effective and no losses were suffered."

In fact, the butler was too embarrassed to speak out. When the thieves saw that it was just some coarse rice, they immediately lost interest and turned around and left. It was a pity that the guards' neat clothes were wasted, forcing them to travel at night, which delayed them for several days.

Yan Wanwan knew every detail of their journey clearly, and she suppressed a smile as she said, "Thank you for your hard work. You can go down and rest first. I will make arrangements for the subsequent distribution."

She reached the makeshift granary, and before she even pushed the door open, a pungent, musty smell hit her nose. The housekeeper was completely unaware that the thieves weren't looking down on the brown rice; they were dismissing it because it was stale and moldy. In reality, the brown rice he'd purchased had already been secretly swapped.

She knew exactly who was the person who could do these things under the housekeeper's nose. Did that person think that he could make her suffer in silence by doing those little tricks?

She was wrong. She had never intended to let him succeed since the Ministry of Revenue deliberately raised the price of grain. This time, he made her realize that no matter who you are, don't mess with a woman, especially a woman with a strong sense of revenge.

That night, a green light flickered faintly in the warehouse, and bags of rice seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand. They disappeared in an instant and then reappeared in the same place.

By the time all the rice was replaced, Yan Wanwan was sweating profusely. This busy work had exhausted her. If it weren't for the abundant spiritual energy in ancient times, she probably wouldn't be able to use her supernatural powers to replace all the food in one night.

She struggled to get up, walked forward and opened a bag of rice, and saw that the bag was filled with white jade-like rice with plump grains.

"That's right! The aroma of rice here is the real aroma of rice. In modern society, this kind of high-quality rice is hard to find, and in the end times, forget it."

She took a deep breath, a smile spreading across her face as she slowly said, "I really want to see the expressions on those people's faces when they discover that all the refined rice in the granary has turned into moldy, stale brown rice. For some reason, I'm actually looking forward to it."

She had just used her special powers to secretly swap the brown rice she brought back with the polished rice in the Ministry of Revenue's granary.

In order to make that person believe that he had suffered a great loss, she specially sent people to transport rice back from Jingzhao. Otherwise, she would have replaced all the rice as early as the day she left Jingzhao.

At the beginning, she specifically asked for the same amount of brown rice as the refined rice from the Ministry of Revenue just for the purpose of substituting one thing for another. Since she was spending the money for refined rice, she naturally would not want the brown rice.

As for the extra rice, just consider it as compensation for their inferior products. According to modern customs, ten times the compensation for fake ones is not too much, right?

Yan Wanwan walked out of the granary proudly, the moonlight shining on her, as if covering her with a layer of silver gauze.

She had no idea that the situation in Jingzhao had suddenly changed that night.

The Ministry of Revenue was in chaos. Officials discovered that the refined rice in the granary had turned into moldy brown rice. They were all stunned and looked at each other in bewilderment.

The Minister of Revenue rushed to the capital overnight and reported the matter to the emperor.

Upon hearing the news, the emperor was furious and smashed three inkstones in succession. The sound was like thunder, which frightened all the palace servants. They even dared not make any sound when walking. The whole palace was shrouded in deathly silence.

"Have you figured it out? Who did it?" The emperor's voice, filled with suppressed anger, echoed in the empty palace.

The Minister of Revenue knelt on the ground, trembling, "No...I don't know."

The emperor's face turned ashen, and he laughed in anger, "You don't know? How dare you tell me you don't know? You personally selected that batch of goods, you personally watched the rice being loaded onto the truck, and you also inspected the granary. And now, you're telling me you know nothing?"

The Minister of Revenue desperately banged his head on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly and begged for mercy, "Your Majesty, please spare my life. I did check carefully at the time and did not find anything wrong."

The emperor cursed angrily: "Could it be that so much food disappeared out of thin air?"

The Minister of Revenue, sweating profusely, said in panic, "Your Majesty, the silver given by the county lady is indeed real."

"Humph! Just a mere ten million taels of silver?"

The emperor sneered, full of sarcasm, "Have you calculated how much you've lost this time? A full ten million taels. Even if I sold your entire family, it wouldn't even cover a fraction of this loss."

That night, the Minister of Revenue was thrown into prison. The news was like thunder out of the blue, and all the officials in the Ministry of Revenue were in a state of panic all day long.

Immediately afterwards, a severe storm of accountability swept in, and no one was spared, from the minister to the director. The entire Ministry of Revenue experienced a thrilling purge.

When Yan Wanwan heard about the chaos in the Ministry of Revenue, she secretly laughed.