She picked up the young prime minister while fleeing famine

Not to mention that the young master is highly talented and his advice is practical and excellent, just look at Banxia by his side, she is a master at finding food!

Since they joined the team, everyone has found more food and prey, and their complexions have improved a lot.

"Uncle Village Head, you don't have to do everything I say. It depends on the specific situation of each family in the village. In short, do whatever is appropriate."

"In that case, I shall take my leave." Lian Chengmo said, then stood up, gave Yao Lizheng a slight bow, and left on his own.

He always knew when to advance and when to retreat. Although his advice was good, he didn't want Yao Lizheng to feel that he was ordering him around. At the moment, they were equals.

"Alright, alright, then take care, young master. I have a lot of things to attend to, so I won't see you off." Subconsciously, Yao Lizheng began to observe proper etiquette with Lian Chengmo and said politely.

After watching Lian Chengmo walk away, Yao Lizheng instructed his two sons to go door to door to inform each family to send one person to gather after dinner.

Fortunately, we ate dinner early tonight, and it was still light when everyone arrived.

In addition, given Yao Lizheng's prestige in the village, no one had any objections to the arrangement of personnel, and the decision was made quickly.

Tomorrow morning, ten men will go with Banxia to gather vines, and twenty women will be responsible for weaving fishing nets, ten nets as Lianchengmo instructed.

Then, about twenty teenagers, around seventeen or eighteen years old, followed Banxia to learn how to cast nets to catch fish. Finally, five women were assigned to process the catch and wait for it to be distributed.

In this way, it can basically take care of seventy or eighty households in the village.

Although Yaoli Village has more than 300 people, every family has members to support. Some families that do not separate can have more than a dozen members. When the time comes, the village head will only need to distribute the labor according to how much each household contributes.

With such unity in Yaoli Village, and the fact that the chosen people were all honest and capable, coupled with the fairness and impartiality of Village Chief Yao, everyone naturally had no objections.

In less than fifteen minutes, the selection of the candidates was finalized, and everyone went back to rest.

After Banxia finished eating and drinking, she took the little ones for a stroll to digest their food. When Lian Chengmo returned, he taught them their lessons for a while.

Listening to the little ones reciting the Three Character Classic, Banxia drifted off to sleep in a daze.

Seeing the little girl fall asleep from exhaustion, Lian Chengmo frowned slightly.

He would also push the little girl to study on weekdays. Although she was very smart and could learn anything quickly, her handwriting was either crooked or incomplete.

However, considering that the little girl had been busy making food all day, Lian Chengmo resisted the urge to make her write, and only let a few of the younger ones write on the ground with twigs for a while.

As soon as it got dark, Lian Chengmo told the children to go to sleep.

The next morning, Banxia woke up on time. She had only stretched halfway when she stopped, not because she saw Lian Chengmo cooking porridge.

The aroma in the air suggests it's already cooked.

In late May, the weather gradually warmed up, and they no longer kept fires burning all night.

Lian Chengmo had to start a fire again to cook the porridge, and the fact that the porridge was almost done meant that he had been up for a long time.

Lian Chengmo noticed the commotion at Banxia's place and kept an eye on it.

"You're awake? Go wash up first, the porridge will be ready soon." Lian Chengmo pointed to a bucket of warm water he had prepared and said to Banxia.

"Received, I'll be right back," Banxia replied with a blink.

After saying that, she got up briskly and went in the direction Lian Chengmo pointed. She poured some water into a basin and Banxia washed her hands and face comfortably.

Since setting up camp by the river, Banxia has borrowed extra wooden buckets and basins from people she knows.

Those were extra water that the villagers of Yaojia Village brought specifically to carry with them.

Later, when they arrived in Vietnam, water became even scarcer, so it was even less likely that they would throw away the wooden buckets and basins. Once a water source was found, everyone would fill the buckets to the brim and put them on a cart or wheelbarrow, pushing it along, afraid of spilling even a little bit.

In fact, even if there's no shortage of water, no one would throw it away. After all, these wooden buckets were bought with money, and no one was willing to part with them.

Water is not scarce now, and although she was reluctant to throw these things away, they took up space and were heavy, so Banxia borrowed them without much trouble.

Banxia tidied herself up and started preparing breakfast. She rinsed the bowls and chopsticks and handed them to Lian Chengmo, asking him to divide the porridge into individual bowls and let it cool.

Banxia woke up the younger children one by one and helped them wash up.

Although the children are young, they have become more sensible after this escape from famine. They know how to wash their own faces, and then everyone sits together happily to eat breakfast.

After breakfast, Lian Chengmo set off with ten strong men from Yaoli Village in an oxcart, including Yao Lizheng's eldest son, Yao Dahe.

Indeed, for such an important matter, Yao Lizheng's family would definitely have to send someone, and Yao Lizheng also wanted to know the details of what had happened.

Therefore, it was most appropriate to send one's own son, so apart from Lian Chengmo, Yao Dahe became the leader.

Along the way, Lian Chengmo didn't say much or give any unsolicited instructions. Yao Dahe basically led everyone towards Qingyang County based on the information his father had gathered.

As previously estimated, they didn't arrive at Qingyang County until dark, but the situation at the city gate was not as good as everyone had expected.

Meanwhile, Banxia waited until everyone had finished breakfast, and after instructing Lianchengyu and Qi Changshan to take good care of their younger siblings, she led the villagers to the place where she had been tending the vines the day before.

Tell them which type is most suitable, and after working together for about fifteen minutes, Banxia and the two uncles transported a batch of vines to the camp.

Banxia then stayed behind and continued to lead the women in learning how to weave fishing nets. The men would occasionally bring over a bundle of neatly arranged vines, which they could then attach to.

With many hands make light work, and after an hour and a half, ten large fishing nets, each three meters by three meters, were woven.

Previously, Banxia didn't have enough manpower, and her strength in pulling the net alone was limited. Lian Chengmo also had to watch the fishing net from the opposite bank to prevent the vines from breaking suddenly, so they wove a two-meter-long net.

Now that conditions allow, we should naturally weave larger nets; similarly, we can choose wider places to cast fishing nets.

The fishing net was woven, and Banxia led the boys across to the other side from where they had been the day before, leaving half of them behind.

They would set up fishing nets at the widest part of the river, one net every fifty meters. Banxia would then teach them how to sink the nets to the bottom and how to sprinkle cornmeal to lure the fish.

Although the boys felt sorry for Banxia as she sprinkled handfuls of cornstarch, they kept their mouths shut as they thought about the fish that were about to be caught.

Yesterday, Banxia caught so many fish that everyone could see, so naturally everyone was looking forward to it.

This is the benefit of taking the boys fishing; they are all full of energy. Although they feel bad about wasting the cornmeal, they want to eat meat even more, and they work very hard for it.

Unlike middle-aged people who are so restrained.