Eavesdropping on Fu Bao's inner thoughts, emptying the stored grain and fleeing the famine

Lian Rongrong had everyone move all the food rations originally intended for the villagers onto the cart, and then took out more than twenty buckets of instant noodles from the donkey cart.

Next came boiling water and waiting. Because the water in the vat had been drugged, Lian Rongrong had no choice but to have everyone fetch snow from outside the temple.

Wait for the snowmelt to melt, then boil it in an earthenware pot.

No one found boiling water strange, but no one knew what the twenty-odd buckets of instant noodles Rongrong brought back were.

However, this third young lady always did things in a strange and mysterious way, and the elders were too embarrassed to ask her questions, while the servants were even more embarrassed to ask more.

Only Chun Tao chattered away in front of Lian Rongrong, fiddling with this and pondering that.

"Miss, what are all these things?" Chun Tao asked curiously, holding a bucket of beef noodles.

"You'll find out soon enough," Lian Rongrong said mysteriously, a childlike smug smile on her face.

Qi Yuan, who had been sitting not far away, was somehow drawn to that pure and innocent smile.

In Qi Yuan's world, it seemed that no one had ever laughed so unrestrainedly before.

Zhao Yang often smiled, but her smiles were either sarcastic or domineering, far less pure and bright than the smile before her.

"Ouch, that hurts so much!" Just as Qi Yuan was staring at Lian Rongrong, Wang Yang, who had been knocked unconscious, woke up before the villagers.

Wang Yang rubbed his head and cursed, "Damn it, which bastard hit me?"

Lian Xiuyan, who had been staying by Wang Yang's side, finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that her son had woken up. "It's good that he's awake, it's good that he's awake."

"Mom, where's that bastard who hit me? I'll kill him!"

"Take a break for a bit and look over there." Lian Xiuyan pointed towards Lian Rongrong's side and gave Wang Yang a wink.

Judging by the time, the villagers should be waking up soon. The water in the earthenware pots has also boiled.

Lian Rongrong called over several maids and guards, and they all followed her example, opening the instant noodles and putting in the seasoning packets.

Then they poured buckets of hot water into the temple, and after a while, the whole dilapidated temple was filled with the aroma of instant noodles.

Everyone present, including Lian Jinghuai and the old lady, couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Third daughter, what is this? Why does it smell so good?" Mother Lian couldn't help but ask.

Lian Rongrong had already thought of a solution, so she replied, "This thing is called instant noodles. I saw it in a book before."

As Lian Rongrong spoke, she peeled the ham sausage and put it into the noodles.

"This is called 'instant noodle partner,' and I've heard it's the most delicious when eaten with instant noodles."

"It smells so good! It's even better than the delicacies at Qiongxianlou Restaurant in Shengdu. Hurry up, get me one to try." Wang Yang's mouth was practically watering.

Wang Yang had long forgotten about the headache and the bastard who hit him.

Right now, all he wants is to quickly get some noodles to eat.

"Wait, it's not ready yet. Besides, our good friends haven't woken up yet."

As soon as Lian Rongrong finished speaking, the villagers woke up one after another.

Ironically, the first thing everyone did upon waking was to sniff around with their noses instead of trying to break free of the ropes.

Seeing that everyone was awake, Lian Rongrong dragged a bowl of instant noodles to the villagers.

"Oh, everyone's awake?"

Lian Rongrong walked up to the middle-aged man, opened the instant noodle lid, stirred it a couple of times with a fork, and the aroma immediately wafted into the man's nose.

The man couldn't help but swallow hard, but he knew very well that what Lian Rongrong was doing was nothing more than humiliating them.

"Chuntao, the instant noodles are ready. Let's distribute them to everyone."

"Yes, ma'am."

Several maids eagerly distributed the instant noodles to everyone, and then each of them held a bucket, waiting expectantly for their mistress to give the order to eat.

Lian Rongrong waved to the maids and guards, and they came to her side carrying steaming hot instant noodles.

"It's so cold outside, everyone, don't be shy, let's eat."

Everyone had finally heard Lian Rongrong's words, and for a moment the entire dilapidated temple was filled with the sound of slurping noodles.

The key point is that these noodles are not ordinary noodles; they are the ultimate delicacy that no one in the entire Dasheng region has ever tasted.

Several young guards were eating noodles and making sounds of enjoyment, but for the villagers who were tied up at that moment, all this enjoyment was torture that was worse than death.

"Muramasa, you see? That bitch had ulterior motives. She took all these good things with her."

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said bitterly.

Lian Rongrong shook her head dismissively, then retorted calmly:

"Uncle, have you forgotten who refused to share these supplies with us?"

If you hadn't been so greedy, half of these things would have belonged to you.

Unfortunately, you missed out, and you can only blame your insatiable greed.

Oh, right, we took all the food from the bottom of the pit, and also…

Lian Rongrong suddenly walked up to a young man and said, "If I hear correctly, you are the one who suggested killing my son."

"You bastard, I just gave you twenty taels of silver!"

As Lian Rongrong spoke, she reached out and took the silver ingot from the man's arms. The man's hands and feet were bound, so he could only watch helplessly as Lian Rongrong took the silver away.

Enraged, the man yelled, "You shameless little bitch, how dare you grope a man like that! Bah!"

These words were extremely offensive, and even her family members' expressions changed upon hearing them. But Lian Rongrong didn't get angry; instead, she laughed.

She suddenly leaned down and said to the man, "This is nothing! There's more to come!"

With that, Lian Rongrong kicked the man in the groin. The man immediately turned pale with pain and curled up in pain.

His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to curse, but the pain was too much for him to utter a single word.

Everyone present, especially the men, couldn't help but swallow hard at the sight.

Even Qi Yuan, who had been watching the spectacle from the sidelines, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"You bastard who can even lay a hand on a child, you don't deserve to be a father. I'm doing this on behalf of Heaven to prevent you from ruining good families' daughters."

After dealing with one person, Lian Rongrong turned her attention to the others.

At that moment, the villagers saw this woman as nothing short of a demon from hell.

Everyone involuntarily lowered their heads, fearing they would become her next target.

When Lian Rongrong walked up to the other man, his body trembled violently.

"Miss, I never said I would kill your son."

Lian Rongrong snorted coldly, then took out the silver from the man's arms.

Lian Rongrong, holding two silver ingots, faced the villagers and said indignantly:

“I gave you supplies and bought your donkey carts at ten times the market price, but in the end, all I got in return was your murder for money.”

Heaven's justice is clear; it will never let the wicked succeed. From the moment you chose to do evil, you should have known that there is such a thing as retribution in this world.

"What a coincidence! I'm your karma!"