Famine and exile: I brought the Spirit Spring to save the entire Marquis's mansion.

The eldest sister-in-law brought clothes, and after Xie Yurou changed into them, Sang Ning carried her out of the house.

Huo Jingya looked dejected and, with a sullen face, told Sang Ning as if reporting a report: "I only found a jar of salt and a bunch of dark, dried mushrooms."

She glared at Du Shan with hidden resentment.

Du Shan, on the other hand, was beaming with joy. He had made a good harvest and was carrying a small bag of grain and three wilted white radishes. He was still looking around.

"I was the one who found the radish first..." Huo Jingya muttered unwillingly.

Sang Ning's eyes lit up when he saw what Huo Jingya was holding.

That silly girl, she really doesn't know what's good for her!

"These aren't mushrooms, they're wood ear mushrooms, which are much more precious than radishes. And there's salt too, all of them are useful and good things."

I was just worried about not having enough seasonings to stew the fish!

Is it a good thing?

Huo Jingya wasn't so upset anymore, but she still felt cheated because there was so little of this stuff; a small handful wouldn't be enough for anyone.

As soon as the group stepped out of the hospital, Sang Ning froze.

"What's wrong?" Xie Yurou asked anxiously.

"nothing."

Sang Ning looked around, puzzled.

Just now I heard a very childish voice, like the babbling of a newborn baby.

It says, "There is a century-old ginseng hidden on the kitchen beam."

Although the voice was soft, Sang Ning heard it very clearly, as if she were hearing herself speak.

When faced with this strange situation, her first thought was of her own space.

Could it be that space is alive?

However, after the consciousness inquired, the space did not respond.

Sang Ning shook her head, deciding not to think about it anymore.

As they approached their lodgings, Li Chang and Hu Si returned carrying what they had found.

Sang Ning noticed with her sharp eyes that there was some blood on them, their water bags were full, and they also had food and eggs.

I was suddenly startled.

Then I felt relieved.

If they found the old woman, how could they not take the big black fish?

It appears to have been looted from elsewhere.

"Humph!"

Having found food, Li Chang paid no attention to them, gave them a cold look, and went to cook something to eat.

"Third Sister-in-law, I'm so glad you're alright... Waaah..."

Yun Shuixian stepped forward, weeping, to help Xie Yurou.

"Go away!"

Xie Yurou let out a low, disgusted shout.

I never liked this cousin before. But since we're family, I just didn't talk to her much because I didn't care. I just kept up appearances.

But today, they only had one villain who initially discovered them. Jingya had learned some martial arts from her brothers, and with her and Yun Shuixian, they could easily subdue them.

But Yun Shuixian was so frightened that she hid to the side, only able to scream and shout.

As a result, they attracted two other thugs.

Seeing that things were not going well, Jingya told them to run away quickly, while she alone wielded a stick to stop the three thugs.

Yun Shuixian ran away without the slightest hesitation!

Thanks to Jingya for protecting her since she was a child!

And whether Yun Shuixian did it on purpose or not, she tripped Yun Shuixian as she was running away.

Xie Yurou is showing no respect whatsoever, her disgust clearly evident in her expression.

"Third sister-in-law... I'm sorry, I'm useless. I could only run back to find someone to save you. Are you blaming me for not running fast enough?" She covered her swollen face and cried with guilt.

Xie Yurou ignored her and, with the help of Sang Ning and Li Yuzhi, lay down on the prepared hay.

“Xiaoya…” Yun Shuixian turned to Huo Jingya again.

Huo Jingya was already too weak to support herself, but the sensible Jintang brought her a broken ceramic bowl and gave her the water that Sang Ning had brought back.

After drinking the water, she felt much better, except for being extremely hungry.

"Oh, Narcissus, I'm fine, don't worry."

There wasn't much water in the bowl, so Huo Jingya didn't dare drink too much and asked Jintang to give it to someone else.

Xiao Jintang quickly stuffed something into her mouth.

Huo Jingya: "..."

"Xiaoya, it's all my fault. I'm so slow even when I'm running."

Huo Jingya didn't speak, but her mouth moved slightly.

The peanut was crushed, releasing a nutty aroma. Knowing what it was, she swallowed it in one gulp.

My mouth was numb from eating so much cornbread all the way, and I never knew that raw peanuts, which I had never eaten before, could be so delicious.

However, this made my stomach growl even louder.

She had no interest in listening to anything else; all she wanted to do was eat!

Looking at Sang Ning, who was picking wild vegetables, I saw her carrying a dried-out wood ear mushroom as she walked over.

Yun Shuixian was somewhat surprised, her eyes showing hurt.

Even Jingya didn't see her swollen face...

She was just scared, why did Sang Ning'er hit her!

There was only a little bit of fried noodles left, and the old lady poured it all into a bowl and stirred it.

"Fourth brother, have a few bites, and I'll take the rest to Madam Sang."

Huo Chang'an abruptly withdrew his gaze and shook his head.

"Mom, I'm not hungry, give it all to her."

The old lady's face hardened. "How could I not be hungry? You must eat!"

Helpless, Huo Chang'an could only pick up the wooden spoon holding the fried noodles and eat three bites, but he refused to eat any more.

"Mrs. Sang...it's strange, we still can't trust her completely," the old lady said in a low voice.

When Yuzhi returned, she told him what had happened: a frail woman who had almost been beaten to death the day before yesterday had killed three men.

This sounds utterly absurd.

Unless she was originally skilled in martial arts and was just faking it.

But why would she expose herself at this time? It doesn't make sense.

The old lady couldn't understand it.

Could she be sent by that old scoundrel Sang to spy on the secrets of the Marquis's mansion?

"Mom, I understand."

The old lady picked up her bowl and went to Sang Ning's side, and Huo Chang'an's gaze followed her.

Sang Ning declined a few times, but the old lady insisted, so she picked up the wooden spoon, ate a few bites quickly, and then waved her hand.

Huo Chang'an: "..."

Why didn't Mom change to a wooden spoon?

There are definitely two!

This meal consisted of wild vegetables mixed with garlic, along with hard, gritty black cornbread.

The two little girls' mouths watered as they smelled the aroma of rice wafting from the yamen runners across the street.

It was the middle of the night and everything was quiet.

Sang Ning quietly got up.

The sound of snoring came from the tent opposite.

Sang Ning bent over, holding onto the iron chain on her foot to avoid making a sound, and slowly moved to a safe distance before heading towards the second-floor restaurant.

The houses in the darkness were like the gaping maws of wild beasts, eerie and deathly silent.

Besides, three people have just died here.

But Sang Ning wasn't afraid. She used to roam the wilderness and had stayed in many legendary haunted houses, so she had long since developed a lot of courage.

I climbed up the kitchen beam in the dark, and there was a groove carved into it, with a box inside.

With a thought, she entered the space.

The space has only daytime, no nighttime.

The box was covered in a layer of dirt. The lock was broken open with a stone, and inside was a withered old ginseng root about twenty centimeters long. In addition to this, there was a row of silver coins and a gleaming kitchen knife! And a few other miscellaneous items.

These are probably things that the owner considers important.

This is exactly what I needed!

The cleaver was thicker and heavier than ordinary ones, and four characters were engraved on it: "Chen Family Heritage".

It must be the family heirloom kitchen knife of this restaurant.

"I'm sorry, I'll pay you back later."

Sang Ning took the ginseng and the kitchen knife, and put the silver back.

I also wrote a recipe book of famous dishes from ancient times to the present and included it.

Then she started working on the space.

We caught two big blackfish; we grilled one and stewed the other.

The big blackfish were all plump and boneless. Even with just salt and no other seasonings, they were incredibly delicious.

No wonder it was nurtured by the sacred spring!

She also planted the corn kernels that the mouse had snatched from its mouth and the remaining peanuts in the ground.

Then I fed the silkworms that I threw in some fish meat, hoping that they would be more effective when they grew bigger.

I boiled five more eggs, and then dug a small hole in the ground and put the remaining five inside. Maybe they'll hatch into chicks!

"Danger! Danger! Huo Silang is in danger!"