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

At night, Sang Ning spoke with Huo Chang'an.

"Aren't you being too strict with Jintang? She's only seven years old. She's been practicing for an hour and a half. She won't be able to walk tomorrow."

"Seven years old is not young. My older brother started practicing when he was three."

“But Jintang doesn’t seem to be suited for martial arts. I think Jinxiu is better than him.”

“Jinxiu did indeed take after her second brother.”

A natural talent for martial arts.

“However, Jintang is a boy, and many eyes will be on him in the future. Even if he is not suited for martial arts, he must learn how to protect himself.”

This is true.

The more hardship you endure now, the more resources you'll have to protect yourself in the future.

She cannot be a loving mother.

In the darkness, Huo Chang'an slipped something into her hand.

"I've finished polishing the amber. Now you can tell me how to make a pendant."

I really don't know what's wrong with that kid, liking a big fly! Maybe this fly ate shit before.

Sanning: "..."

At first, I thought Huo Chang'an had a heart full of fatherly love, but later I was disgusted.

This guy just can't say anything nice!

This fly is a perfect work of art, isn't it? He's never seen anything like mating frozen in resin.

"Jintang knows how to appreciate the beauty of nature, unlike you, who's like a cow chewing on a peony!"

After he finished speaking, something else was stuffed into his hand.

"what?"

It looks like a curved piece of wood with something carved on it.

"All of Huo's daughters-in-law have them, but they were all confiscated during the confiscation of their property. I carved a wooden one for you to keep for now, and I'll replace it with a jade one later," Huo Chang'an said casually.

"No, that's really not necessary."

However, Huo Chang'an did not speak again.

Sang Ning sighed inwardly, got out of bed, turned on the lamp, and took a closer look at what he was carving.

The piece of wood is crescent-shaped.

Anyone who watches TV knows that there should be a other half.

Make a circle.

One side is inscribed with the words "Chang'an," and the other side is peony flowers.

The peony carvings are more lifelike this time, and the wood is polished smooth; it's quite beautiful.

Sang Ning looked back and saw that Huo Chang'an was covered tightly with the quilt, his brows relaxed, as if he were asleep.

She stared blankly for a while.

Then he took out a box from his spatial storage and put the wooden pendant and the wooden hairpin together.

I turned off the light and went to bed.

I accidentally bumped into the arm of the person next to me.

Ok?

Touch it, and touch it again.

When are you going to take off all your clothes?

"What are the conditions for learning to sleep naked?"

"This bed isn't yours, put it on!"

"Huo Chang'an? Huo Chang'an!"

That brat! She's so angry!

He's so strong for his age.

She fed him too well.

One, two... six-pack abs.

"Um... how should we eat this?"

"One piece braised, one piece steamed, one piece grilled, one piece fried, one piece stuffed with meatballs, one piece stir-fried with pork—every dish is perfect with rice, and you can enjoy a different one every time."

"Hey……"

The final sigh was filled with sorrow.

In reality, you can only crave it but can't actually eat it.

Sang Ning patted his abs twice with regret, as if saying a reluctant goodbye.

Then he fell fast asleep.

The boy released the breath he had been holding for so long, and quietly reached out his arm to loosely wrap it around his waist.

One more simple and direct way to eat it is missing:

Eat raw.

……

The climate in Liangzhou has a large temperature difference between day and night.

At midday, the sun might be so strong it feels like your skin is on fire, but in the morning it's so cold you need to wear a down jacket.

It's true what they say: "Wear a fur coat in the morning and a gauze dress in the afternoon, and eat watermelon around the stove."

The Huo family only had a few clothes: a thin linen garment and a cotton-padded coat that their second sister-in-law had given them when they left.

Sang Ning and Huo Jingya each wore one and went to the street market early in the morning.

They're here today to buy potatoes.

The potatoes here are called "sweet potatoes" by the locals, and quite a few people grow them. However, in years of drought, they don't grow very well.

In years of famine, even these foods that could fill one's stomach were not taken out and were hidden in one's own cellar.

However, eating too much of this can easily cause bloating, so people take it out and try to exchange it for rice, flour, or other different kinds of food.

Half a bag of potatoes can't even be exchanged for a liter of rice.

Sang Ning traded half a bag of crushed corn kernels for three liters of potatoes, which made the potato seller extremely happy.

At this point, quantity is key; who would want to eat refined rice?

Three liters of crushed corn can be ground into one liter of fine flour and two liters of coarse flour, enough to last a long time!

A crowd gathered around.

She only accepted two bags of potatoes, saying she would come back to collect more next time.

The people were making a ruckus and didn't want to leave.

Then an untimely loud voice came over.

"Oh my, who is this? To me, she looks like that brat who boasted that the Huo family could find water?"

"Why aren't you going to get water? Why are you here to harvest sweet potatoes again?"

Sang Ning looked toward the source of the sound and saw a fat man in his thirties with a small mustache, wearing a big gold crown and a brand-new satin cotton coat, leisurely eating noodles at a noodle stall with his legs crossed!

As soon as he spoke, the people surrounding Sang Ning spontaneously made way for him, not daring to block the fat man's view.

"It's that fatso again!" Huo Jingya cursed angrily.

"Fourth Sister-in-law, it was him! Yesterday, he and a bunch of others threatened us, saying that if we couldn't find water, he would tear our house down!"

it is good.

it is good.

What a fatso!

It's obvious there's oil to be extracted from it!

These days, anyone who can maintain this figure is practically a god of wealth!

It's true that the rich never lack food and drink.

Sang Ning immediately walked over with a smile.

"Hey, Fatty, what are you eating?"

The fat man was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage, "You dare to call me fat? No one in Liangzhou City is this bold! Woman, you've crossed me!"

"No way? How did I insult you? I said Fatty, not Fatty. Haven't you heard of Fatty Rice Noodles?"

What kind of rice? What kind of cable?

Sang Ning sat down opposite him and sincerely tried to deceive him: "Fatty Rice Noodles is the most delicious food. Its logo is a round and cute fat God of Wealth image, just like you."

When I first saw you, I thought the chubby God of Wealth had stepped out of the picture.

"Fat God of Wealth": "..."

This was a novel way of praising someone, and he found it rather pleasing to the ear.

The God of Wealth, isn't he?

No one in Liangzhou City is as rich as him.

The fat man clearly had a smug look on his face, but he still pretended to be serious.

"Stop flattering me. Who are you in the Huo family? I heard from this girl that there's a guy surnamed Sang who boasted he could find water." He glanced at Huo Jingya sideways.

Huo Jingya was so angry that her eyes were practically blazing.

You fat piglet!

"Excuse me, my surname is Sang." Sang Ning wasn't angry.

"I see that the chubby old man looks radiant, with a head full of wealth, and doesn't seem to lack water at all?"

"Of course, I'm indispensable! I'll arrange for ten strong young men to fetch water from the mountain every day. Each trip takes three days, and they can bring back a vat of water!"

Those who lack water are the poor.

Sang Ning suddenly realized.

Puzzled, he asked, "Then why are you so concerned about my finding water? Even if I can't find water, it won't harm your interests, will it?"

"You're wrong! I may have water to drink, but what about all the people in the city? You dare to spout such nonsense and give the people hope, so you have to deliver on your promises. If you can't, I'll teach you a lesson for lying on behalf of the people!" The fat boy transformed into a righteous man, speaking shamelessly.

"So it turns out that Mr. Fatty is actually a righteous man who cares deeply about the people! I admire him! I admire him! Good!"

Sang Ning slammed her hand on the table, startling the chubby boy.

"In that case, I, Sang Ning, hereby swear that if I cannot find water within three days, I will personally kneel at the city gate and apologize to the people!"

"If I find water, I will save the people from suffering. How will you, Fatty, thank me on behalf of the people as a great hero?"