The True Thousand Gold Possessions of the Myriad Realms Trading System

Two days later, Comrade Liu drove a mule cart to pick up Ruan Mianmian and Zhang Ying.

I don't know what they said to the refugees in the city, but most of them followed them north.

As they left the city, Ruan Mianmian looked back at the tall and majestic city wall and suddenly remembered something. She said to Zhang Ying, "Sister Ying, please go back and tell Comrade Li that if possible, when the city is rebuilt, try to preserve the ancient buildings, especially this kind of city wall. We really like it, but many of them have been demolished."

Zhang Ying also looked back at the city wall, nodding as she looked: "Okay, I'll remember."

After leaving the city, Ruan Mianmian looked at the endless line of refugees and felt a little embarrassed to sit in the mule cart, so she asked to get off and let the woman holding the child take the child and sit in the cart.

Zhang Ying stopped her: "You're not used to walking, sit down."

Ruan Mianmian shook her head: "Everyone is walking slowly, I can keep up. I walked all the way here with you before, and I made it through, didn't I?" She couldn't bear to watch the refugees carrying children walk while she herself sat in the car.

After being bullied and finding no one to turn to for help, she thought her heart had hardened considerably. However, upon arriving in this era, her heart softened beyond recognition, becoming like that of a saint.

Perhaps it's because this era is so unique.

Most people living in this era have given their all, even their lives, for the prosperity and glory of their time.

She has the capacity to help, and she cannot stand idly by while all living beings suffer.

Comrade Liu said to Zhang Ying, "Comrade Ruan is a respectable person."

Zhang Ying looked at Ruan Mianmian, who was walking slowly with the refugees, and her eyes softened with tenderness: "She's doing well." She then turned to Comrade Liu, "Do these refugees have any food? Can they walk with us to the Yangtze River?"

"Sure!" Comrade Liu replied confidently. "Comrade Ruan gave us some grain, and the golden pig she brought out, because of its unprecedented craftsmanship, was also exchanged for a lot of grain. If everyone eats sparingly, we can make it to the riverbank."

Comrade Ruan went to such lengths for the sake of strangers and refugees. Even if it means his death, he will ensure Comrade Ruan's safe arrival at the riverbank!

Because of the large number of refugees, the bandits who robbed people along the way dared not approach. Moreover, since most of the refugees were old, weak, sick, or disabled, the warlords were too lazy to conscript men from such people. In addition, the food was enough to sustain them, so the large group of people arrived safely at the Yangtze River.

Upon reaching the riverbank, all the refugees looked around and asked where they could receive disaster relief.

Comrade Liu let Ruan Mianmian speak: "Don't be afraid. Everyone knows that it was you who provided the food that brought them all the way here, so they won't do anything to you. Even if there is no food for a while, they won't blame you."

Ruan Mianmian stood on a rock and said loudly, "Don't worry, everyone, there will be food tomorrow."

Everyone knew that they had survived thanks to Ruan Mianmian's help, so upon hearing her words, they all nodded and did not cause a scene.

Occasionally a few people would make sarcastic remarks, but before they could finish speaking, they were scolded by other refugees, so overall it was relatively peaceful.

After the refugees dispersed and people gathered around to prepare food, Comrade Liu looked at Ruan Mianmian and asked, "Comrade Ruan, is there really any food?"

Ruan Mianmian nodded: "Yes. However, you need to buy or exchange things. I am the shopkeeper, and I will announce it later. One coin can buy 100 catties of rice. If you don't have money, you can exchange it with miscellaneous grains. One catty of miscellaneous grains can be exchanged for two catties of rice."

Comrade Liu was shocked: "One tael for one hundred jin of rice? Really?"

“If I say it’s true, then it’s true,” Ruan Mianmian said earnestly.

Zhang Ying pondered for a moment and said, "Mianmian, the transportation here is quite convenient. Government officials, warlords, and big merchants can easily get here. If we buy it at such a low price, I'm afraid the rice will be bought up by these people first. They may even have blocked the roads on the outskirts to prevent the poor from buying food."

Ruan Mianmian thought for a moment and said, "In that case, let's limit the purchase. Each person is limited to 100 catties of rice, and the rest are limited to half a catty."

Comrade Liu was puzzled when he saw that Zhang Ying completely trusted Ruan Mianmian's claim that there would be grain here, and that it was so cheap that one hundred catties could be bought for one large coin. After Ruan Mianmian wandered around and selected a location, he asked Zhang Ying for the truth.

Zhang Ying said, "You'll see tomorrow. It's true, you don't need to worry about it anymore." She paused, then added...

"What you need to do is to raise some money, because those people can't afford a single penny, so they'll need your help in the early stages. Also, try to spread the word that there's grain here, so that more poor people can come and buy it. Finally, you need to send people to keep watch along the way, so that those politicians, warlords, and big merchants don't block the road or let bandits rob along the way."

Comrade Liu asked in a deep voice, "How much of this is true?" Most of the comrades from the Western faction have already withdrawn. If we really want to do as Zhang Ying said, we would have to mobilize almost all the comrades who stayed behind.

If it's true, mobilizing most of our comrades wouldn't be a problem.

But if it's fake, then it's not worth the loss.

Zhang Ying said, "It's 100% authentic."

Comrade Liu nodded: "In that case, we'll get on it right away!"

Although the refugees were calmed down, it was getting dark and they didn't see any movement around them, so they started talking quietly with people they knew.

Those who complained began to incite the obedient ones to go and demand an explanation from Ruan Mianmian. They threatened to tie her up and release her when the food arrived.

Even so, I still got scolded.

Several upright people pointed at these men and cursed, "Have some shame! If it weren't for Miss Ruan, you would have starved to death long ago. How could you stand here repaying kindness with enmity? Miss Ruan saved you, and instead of repaying her kindness, you want to harm her. Come on, I'm standing right here. You can kill me before you go see Miss Ruan, and see if I kill you first!"

The others, upon hearing this, chimed in with their agreement.

Seeing that they had angered the crowd, the ringleaders slunk away, muttering filthy curses: "If there's no food tomorrow and we go hungry, then you'll know what's good for you."

Before he could finish speaking, several old women threw mud at his face.

Then, mud rained down on the men, causing them to beg for mercy.

After giving the men a severe beating, the group worked together to tie them up and bring them to Ruan Mianmian.

Ruan Mianmian gave away her share of meat, leaving none for herself. After eating vegetables for several days, she craved meat but couldn't get any, so she made a fried rice with eggs, adding a lot of oil, which she ate with great satisfaction.

She was startled to see a group of older women bringing several men and women over with their arms tied up. When she learned what had happened, she immediately frowned and said unhappily, "In that case, you won't get any of the grain that comes from here. And you won't be allowed to enter my shop either."