Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

After Xiong Bufan finished eating, he lay on the bed and had a good sleep, completely forgetting about the person in the tree.

In addition, this was the first time Xiong Bufan had ever eaten food here. He spent most of his conscious time squatting in the kitchen waiting for the cook to prepare food for him.

Here you can enjoy fragrant rice cakes and glutinous rice balls, as well as zongzi with unusual flavors.

Freshly made glutinous rice cakes don't have much flavor, but they become incredibly delicious when grilled over a fire.

The cooks had never seen anyone eat so much. The food reserves of ten people for a day were barely enough for one meal for her. The coarse rice that the servants and maids in the kitchen ate was taken out and steamed into rice.

The glutinous rice cakes crackled and popped on the charcoal fire. The cook's hands never stopped, constantly turning them over. Xiong Bufan ate one after another as soon as it was baked.

Kongkong, holding a glutinous rice cake and munching on it, said, "Bufan, the First Madam is dead."

Xiong Bufan said nonchalantly, "Everyone dies eventually. Sometimes life is just that fragile."

Fearing that Xiong Bufan might not know who it was, Kongkong added, "The one whose gun exploded, the clan chief's first wife, is now your first wife."

Xiong Bufan stuffed a glutinous rice cake into his mouth and said, "Who did this? I'm going to avenge her."

"He died from a fever and infection after not receiving timely medical treatment following his injury."

Xiong Bufan suddenly remembered something, put all the glutinous rice cakes that the cook had baked into his arms, and ran out like a whirlwind to the base of a tree.

The tree was covered with people, looking like enlarged ginseng fruits. The rain had just stopped, and they were still dripping water. Xiong Bufan said, "You poor things, let me put you down."

The concubines and maids, no longer wanting to argue about who had hung them up, said weakly, "Please put us down, thank you."

Xiong Bufan: "I'm just a good bear who's always happy to help others."

There were too many people hanging on the tree, and it would take forever to unload them one by one. Xiong Bufan had a good idea, so he rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the tree trunk.

Kongkong: "Bufan, what are you going to do?"

“Pull up the trees and put them all down. Aren’t I incredibly clever?”

"You can give it a try." She's never seen a brown bear uproot a tree before; she could observe it.

The two who fanned the flames were happy, but unfortunately, the person in the tree screamed in terror, "Ahhhhh, help!"

Even though I can't speak, I still have to try my best to shout.

Xiong Bufan found it noisy and used even more force, pulling the tree out of the ground. He then carried the tree and shook it vigorously, falling to the ground like a dumpling being dropped into a pot. The fall was low, so he was not injured.

After putting everyone down, Xiong Bufan stuck a tree in the ground and said, "Everyone, you better work hard. I'm not going to support freeloaders."

"Of course, if you want to run, I won't stop you."

Xiong Bufan felt he was becoming more and more like a great philanthropist, actually releasing his servants without them having to pay for their release.

Kongkong: Bufan, have you no shame?

Many of the male servants were long-term laborers hired by the household, and they immediately ran away, fearing that Xiong Bufan would regret it.

The maid on the ground looked around and decided to stay where she was. She was penniless now, and even if she went out, she would be drugged and sold, or she would have to find another job as a maid. It was better to stay here and see how things went, and at least take the stolen money before leaving.

The clan leader's two concubines exchanged a glance. Jiang Yue was the top courtesan he bought from a brothel. She was usually regarded as a thorn in the side by the first wife. If it weren't for her good looks and the fact that she was favored, she would have a worse life in the mansion than the maids.

Panpan was a respectable girl who was sent here. When the clan leader remembered her, she was a concubine; when he didn't, she was a maid in the mansion.

Panpan looked at Xiong Bufan and said timidly, "Master, I choose to stay."

Not to be outdone, Jiang Yue said, "Master, I'll stay too, I'll serve you." She then gave Xiong Bufan a flirtatious wink.

The two, who usually didn't get along, surprisingly chose to stay.

Xiong Bufan nodded and said, "As long as I have food to eat, you will have a bowl to wash."

Now get ready to get to work, don't slack off, I'm not going to let you freeload.

"Yes, sir."

Since being beaten, the people from the neighboring village have never dared to step into their village again, for fear of being beaten again.

After Jiang Yue returned to her own yard, took a shower, changed her clothes, and made a plate of snacks with ingredients from the small kitchen, she inquired about Xiong Bufan's location and then swayed her way to Xiong Bufan's room.

Eight- or nine-year-old girls are the easiest to fool, especially those who only have brute strength and look dull.

Xiong Bufan was lying on a chair listening to music, with a maid gently fanning him. Opposite him was an old man performing with his daughter. The old man was playing the pipa, and his daughter was singing a local folk song called "Crows Playing in the Water".

Jiang Yue thought to herself: This girl really knows how to enjoy herself. She's so young and already only knows how to have fun. I wonder who she learned that from.

Despite her thoughts, Jiang Yue still walked over gracefully. "Master, these are some new pastries I made. Please try them." As she spoke, she picked up a pastry and put it to Xiong Bufan's lips.

Xiong Bufan smelled it and took a bite. The fish cake was better than the fish cake Zhang Xuemei had given him before.

Seeing that Xiong Bufan did not refuse, Jiang Yue fed him another piece of pastry.

The plate of fish cakes was quickly finished. Xiong Bufan looked up at Jiang Yue and asked, "What do you want from me?"

Jiang Yue smiled gently, "No reason is needed to bring food to the master."

Xiong Bufan: "Okay, then make me ten more plates, no, twenty plates! Thank you!"

"Okay sir."

Jiang Yue left after she finished speaking, but her steps were a little heavy. One plate of fish cake requires two grass carp, and twenty plates of fish cake require forty fish. Where was she going to find so many fish?

Xiong Bufan continued listening to the music. Since he wanted to please her, he had to show sincerity. A small plate of pastries wouldn't even be enough to satisfy her.

For the next two or three days, Jiang Yue sent Xiong Bufan several plates of fish cakes every day. After three days, she finally made twenty plates. She never wanted to make fish cakes again in her life.

Panpan found some cloth in her room and made Xiong Bufan a new set of clothes. The original owner's family was poor, and his clothes were already patched. After he went to Liu Dabao's house, they didn't make him any new clothes either, so Xiong Bufan was still wearing tattered clothes.

Xiong Bufan twirled in front of the bronze mirror, wearing his new clothes. The new clothes looked really good, were comfortable to wear, and made him look energetic.

Panpan smiled gently. If her daughter hadn't drowned, she might be this big by now.