Fleeing from famine? Not a chance; the divine healer's wife made her fortune.

Good intentions may just begin to sprout, but obstacles will soon follow.

As Su Yunlan watched the approaching group, an ominous premonition welled up in her heart.

She turned to Xiao Yuhan and whispered, "It seems our good days are coming to an end." Xiao Yuhan frowned, pulled her into his arms, and comforted her silently.

After the official approached and read out the imperial edict, Su Yunlan realized that the court did not want to take back their business, but rather to urge them to move on and not stay there any longer.

After seeing the officials off, Su Yunlan gathered the exiled group together, having already made up his mind.

"Fellow villagers," she called out, her clear voice echoing through the crowd, "the imperial court is urging us to set off as soon as possible. The road ahead is long and arduous. I have an idea that might improve your lives..."

She looked at the crowd expectantly, hoping to get their support.

She described using existing trade routes to sell goods to the next town, earning more silver to buy better food, clothing, and medicine, so that people would suffer less during their exile.

She spoke enthusiastically about her bright future, her eyes sparkling with hope.

However, many people in the team looked doubtful and hesitant, and an atmosphere of skepticism began to spread.

Some elderly people, leaning on their canes, stood up shakily. They firmly believed that they should follow tradition and work with their own hands, and refused to accept Su Yunlan's "opportunistic" commercial assistance.

“Madam Su, we appreciate your kindness,” an old man said solemnly, “but our ancestors have made a living by farming. We believe that as long as we are hardworking, we can survive anywhere!”

“Yes, Madam Su,” another old woman chimed in, “we can’t forget our roots, and we can’t always be thinking about taking shortcuts. We don’t understand these trade routes, and we don’t want to understand them!”

Su Yunlan tried her best to explain the benefits of the trade route and that she had no ill intentions, only wanting everyone to have a better life.

But they were stubborn and wouldn't listen to reason, leading to a stalemate and a tense atmosphere.

Su Yunlan felt a deep sense of helplessness. She hadn't expected that her good intentions would be met with such strong resistance.

"I..." Su Yunlan wanted to try again, but Xiao Yuhan gently pulled her back.

He shook his head, signaling her to calm down.

Looking at the determined eyes of everyone, Su Yunlan felt helpless but did not give up.

She turned to look at Xiao Yuhan and said softly, "Give it a try, maybe they'll listen to you." Xiao Yuhan nodded, stepped forward, and said in a steady and powerful voice:

"Fellow villagers," he looked around, a hint of determination in his eyes beneath his silver helmet, "I understand your concerns, but Madam Su's idea is not without merit. She doesn't want us to abandon our ancestral crafts, but rather hopes to improve our lives through trade routes. We can work while earning more money through trade—isn't that a win-win situation?"

Despite Xiao Yuhan's sincere tone, the elderly remained unmoved.

An old man frowned, his voice full of doubt: "Fourth Master Xiao, how long can we have peace on our journey of exile? This trade route is not something we can easily get involved in. If things go wrong and we lose our meager savings, we might not even have a way to go home."

Xiao Yuhan's expression darkened slightly. He knew that the old people's concerns were not unfounded, but their stubborn attitude made him feel a little annoyed.

He turned to look at Su Yunlan, his eyes filled with helplessness and worry.

Su Yunlan gently patted his hand, signaling him to calm down.

“I understand everyone’s concerns,” Su Yunlan said again, her voice calm but firm. “But we can’t just sit here and wait to die. I’ll figure out a way to solve the funding problem. Please don’t rush, give me some time, and I will find a solution.”

Upon hearing this, Young Master Xiao said,

Su Yunlan smiled slightly and shook her head gently: "Third Young Master, I appreciate your kindness. But I will solve the funding problem myself. However, if you are willing to help me, you can provide me with some information about business routes, which would be very useful to me."

Young Master Xiao nodded enthusiastically: "Of course, I'll go and organize some information and bring it to you right away."

Seeing Young Master Xiao's attitude, some people began to waver. Although they still had doubts, they were beginning to be willing to listen to Su Yunlan's opinion.

Su Yunlan was secretly delighted, but she didn't show it. She knew this was just the beginning, and the real test was yet to come.

As night fell, Su Yunlan sat in a simple tent, holding the documents sent by Young Master Xiao, her gaze resolute.

She knew that the funding issue was only the first step; the real challenge was yet to come.

On this uncertain night, a spark of hope ignited in her heart.

Just then, a light knocking sound came from outside the tent.

Su Yunlan put down the documents in her hand and said softly, "Come in." The tent flap was slowly lifted, and a figure quietly walked in, carrying a mysterious aura.

The tent flap was lifted, revealing a thin face—it was Ding the peddler who had remained silent in the crowd during the day.

He glanced around furtively, and only after making sure no one was watching did he slip in and whisper, "Madam Su, what I heard you say during the day, is it true?"

Su Yunlan smiled slightly and gestured for him to sit down: "Peddler Ding, I never lie. Do you have some good news?"

The peddler rubbed his hands together, but...

They were unfamiliar with the area and afraid of being ostracized by the local chamber of commerce, so they never dared to come here to sell their goods.

"

Su Yunlan's heart skipped a beat; this was exactly what she needed!

"Peddler Ding, if you can help me contact these merchants, I will reward you handsomely."

Upon hearing this, the peddler perked up immediately and quickly gave Su Yunlan the contact information of several merchants.

Su Yunlan wrote them down one by one, and a spark of hope ignited in her heart.

Over the next few days, Su Yunlan tirelessly contacted these businessmen. With her business knowledge and keen insight accumulated in modern times, she quickly reached cooperation agreements with several of them.

These businessmen were impressed by Su Yunlan's business acumen and saw her enormous potential. They all expressed their willingness to supply goods at low prices and cooperate with her in the long term.

Su Yunlan shared the good news with Xiao Yuhan, her excitement overflowing: "Yuhan, it's done! We have a source of goods!"

Xiao Yuhan looked at her ecstatic expression, his eyes also filled with smiles.

He held her hand tightly, conveying strength and support.

Su Yunlan felt the warmth of his palm, and a warm current surged in her heart.

"Yunlan, you're amazing." He exclaimed sincerely.

A bright smile spread across Su Yunlan's face, her eyes sparkling with confidence: "This is just the first step. The real challenge is yet to come."

In the stillness of the night, Su Yunlan had arranged everything and was filled with anticipation.

She gently pushed open the tent flap, gazed at the twinkling stars in the distance, and murmured to herself, "Everything will be alright."

Suddenly, the sound of rapid hoofbeats shattered the stillness of the night, approaching their camp from afar...

The rapid sound of hooves grew closer and closer, finally stopping outside Su Yunlan's tent.

A panting messenger dismounted and handed over an urgent letter.

In the letter, the cooperating businessman spoke anxiously, informing Su Yunlan that the local chamber of commerce president, Chairman Luo, along with other businessmen, had significantly increased the price of raw materials, making it impossible to fulfill the previously agreed-upon low-price supply agreement.

Su Yunlan's expression changed drastically after reading the letter.

She clenched the letter tightly, her knuckles turning white, the letter making a "crunching" sound in her hand.

A surge of anger rose from the depths of her heart, almost consuming her.

She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the anger in her heart. The candlelight inside the tent flickered, illuminating her ever-changing face.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yuhan noticed her unusual behavior and asked with concern.

Su Yunlan handed him the letter, her tone icy: "President Luo is up to no good, raising prices."

After reading the letter, Xiao Yuhan frowned deeply. "It seems someone doesn't want us to have an easy time." His voice was low and tinged with suppressed anger.

Silence fell over the tent, broken only by the crackling of the candlelight.

Su Yunlan paced back and forth, her thoughts racing.

Chairman Luo's move undoubtedly strangled them.

If they accept the price increase, all their previous efforts will be in vain, and they may even suffer heavy losses; if they do not accept it, they will lose their supply of goods, and the entire plan will come to an abrupt halt.

"No, I have to think of a way." Su Yunlan stopped in her tracks, her eyes flashing with determination.

She couldn't give up; she had to find new sources of supply and break Chairman Luo's blockade.

"Yunlan, I'll go with you." Xiao Yuhan held her hand, offering her silent support.

Su Yunlan gave him a grateful look and nodded.

She put on a cloak and stepped out of the tent.

The night wind was biting, brushing against her face and making her even more awake.

In the distance, twinkling stars seemed to be guiding the way.

Su Yunlan looked up at the starry sky and took a deep breath.

She wanted to find new sources of goods, to improve the lives of the exiled troops, and to make Chairman Luo pay the price for his actions.

"Let's go," Su Yunlan said to Xiao Yuhan, her tone firm and resolute.

The two mounted their horses and disappeared into the vast night.

The sound of hooves faded into the distance, leaving only the empty campsite and flickering candlelight, silently awaiting the arrival of dawn...

"Giddy up!" Su Yunlan flicked his whip, and the steed galloped away in an unknown direction.

What awaits her ahead?