After traveling through time, I led the whole village to become rich!

Some villagers who had eaten early were outside enjoying the cool air. The aroma of meat from Old Zhang's house had already wafted outside, and some villagers murmured, "Is Old Zhang eating meat again?"

One villager said, "The Zhang family is not short of money now. They can make one or two taels of silver a day. They are very rich now."

Another villager chimed in, "Zhang Hulan has really changed. She used to be such a bad person, but now she's really nice to her parents."

But some villagers also said, "She spends money so lavishly that no amount of money will be enough. Zhang Hulan is just stupid. She doesn't know how to save the money. She also has three children. What will she do when the money runs out?"

The villagers had some good things to say about her, some bad, but Zhang Hulan couldn't hear them. Even if she did, she wouldn't bother paying attention. She'd rather go to the mountains and dig up some more kudzu roots.

Shanzi's grandmother and her husband were also eating.

In the morning, He ate one of the white flour buns that Shanzi left at home, and saved the rest for Shanzi to eat when he came back.

Shanzi said, "Grandma, just eat the steamed buns. You don't have to save any for me. In the next few days, we should have six steamed buns every day, and we can save food at home."

He said, "Then you better do your job well and don't embarrass your Aunt Lan."

Last night, Zhao Guoliang had said that it was Zhang Hulan who specifically asked Shanzi to go, specifically to help their family. After Shanzi returned, he recounted how the yamen runners had refused to let him go that morning, and it was Zhang Hulan who spoke on his behalf. Both the grandfather and grandson were deeply grateful to Zhang Hulan.

"Don't worry, grandma. I won't embarrass Aunt Lan."

……

The next day, Zhao Cheng and his companions went to each village individually, each accompanied by a yamen runner.

After Zhang Hulan and the others left, Zhao Guoliang gathered all the villagers and showed them the Jerusalem artichoke and lotus root. "Everyone, take a look. If you see these two in the mountains, dig them up and bring them back."

A villager asked, "Village head, is this something edible?"

Zhao Guoliang nodded. "They are all edible. Hu Lan found them on another mountain yesterday and brought them back for us to look for."

One villager said, "This Hu Lan is really capable. We are in trouble this time because of her. Otherwise, our life would be very difficult."

"Yes, otherwise we would probably all have to flee the famine."

Zhao Guoliang said, "Just remember this. We all owe Hu Lan a favor."

But sometimes there are always some discordant voices, "Tsk, what do you owe her? Didn't the county magistrate pay her wages? One tael of silver a day. Besides, didn't the county magistrate say that relief food will arrive in a few days, so everyone will not starve to death."

One villager said, "Luo Er's wife, you shouldn't say that. If Hu Lan hadn't helped find water, you wouldn't be anywhere right now. You might have already fled the famine. Now that Hu Lan has helped us find something to eat, it's a life-saving favor. We should all be grateful to Hu Lan."

Another villager said, "Others can earn one or two taels of silver a day, but that's their ability. If you have the ability, go and earn it too."

"That's right. As the old saying goes, when you drink water, you should remember the well-digger. But you're drinking the water someone else brought down, and you're still here talking bad about them. Aren't you afraid of choking to death while drinking the water?"

"That's right, if you have the guts, don't drink water, don't eat Pueraria root, just wait for the relief food from the court, and see if you starve to death."

"You..." Luo Er's wife was scolded by the villagers, and her face turned blue and red with anger.

Zhao Guoliang said, "Luo Er, you can't be ungrateful."

Luo Er glared at his wife, "You stinky bitch, if you dare to talk nonsense again, go back to your parents' home."

Luo Er's wife was scolded so much that she dared not say a word. Zhao Guoliang said, "Alright, let's all go up the mountain. Although the county magistrate said there would be relief food, who knows when it will arrive? And the county magistrate also said the day before yesterday that even if the relief food arrives, each person will only have a few pounds of food at most. How long can a few pounds of food last? So we have to find a way to find more food to save our lives."

The villagers began to go up the mountain. Most of them knew that they could not rely on relief food and it would be safer to rely on themselves.

Zhang Hujun still didn't go to the mountain. He wanted to set up the stove for Zhang Hubing today.

Around noon, Zhang Hubing and Xiang Chunhua came back.

As soon as he got to the house, he shouted, "Sister-in-law, our stove is not set up yet. Please cook more rice and we will eat with you at noon."

Li didn't say anything, and Wang started to scold her: "Does your sister-in-law owe you something? Can't you cook by yourself?"

"Mom, our stove isn't ready yet..."

"The stove isn't set up yet. Can't we use it? Wait until we've finished cooking, and then you can cook for yourselves. You still want to eat for free? No way."

Zhang Hubing muttered, "Cook it yourself, we're not incapable of doing it..."

Xiang Chunhua pulled Zhang Xiaobing over and asked, "Xiaobing, did you eat yesterday?"

Listen to what you're asking. How can you not feed your grandson when he's home?

Wang really wanted to scold Xiang Chunhua, but after thinking about it, she held back.

Zhang Xiaobing said, "Mom, I ate. I ate meat, two lumps of meat. They were as big as this."

Zhang Hubing's eyes widened. "Did you eat the meat? Did you leave any for me?"

Wang said, "I'll keep it."

Zhang Xiaobing looked up at Wang. "Didn't we finish all the meat from yesterday? Where's the leftover meat? Did Grandma secretly leave some for Dad?"

Zhang Hubing's eyes lit up. "Where's the meat? Mom, give it to me quickly."

Wang pointed to the toilet and said, "We've all defecated in there. Go and smell it, maybe there's still a greasy smell."

"yue..."

Li almost vomited. She didn't expect her mother-in-law to have this side of her.

Zhang Xiaobing thought of his father crawling in the toilet and smelling poop. Ugh... so disgusting...

Daya and the others all covered their mouths and laughed secretly. Grandma's words were so disgusting.

Wang ignored Zhang Hubing and his wife. Seeing Li retching, she said to Zhang Dahua, "Dahua, help your mother go inside and rest."

Wang was still muttering, "He was fine for the past few months, eating everything with no problem, why is he vomiting now?"

Li really wanted to say, "Isn't it you who caused this trouble?"

Xiang Chunhua went into the house and looked around. After finding that the food was not missing, she came out and asked Wang: "Mom, where is the food distributed yesterday?"

"What are you dividing? What are you dividing?" Wang was puzzled.

Xiang Chunhua asked, "Doesn't everyone in the village get a share of the kudzu root they dug? What about ours?"

"Everyone gets a share? That's because they did the work, so what did you do? Why should they give you a share?"

Xiang Chunhua said, "I heard that it was Xiaobing's aunt who told the village head about the kudzu root. Without Xiaobing's aunt, how would the villagers know that kudzu root is edible? Why didn't they give us some?"