Tomb raiding: Intercepting Yin Xinyue and building a family of immortals

It was late autumn, but under the bright sunshine, it wasn't cold.

Looking at the refugees before him, Su Chen felt a mix of emotions.

He had no choice; the clan land in Sujia Village was limited, and he couldn't recruit that many people at the moment.

Moreover, hundreds of new refugees arrive around Sujia Village almost every day, and with winter fast approaching, the number of refugees will only increase.

Although Sujia Village had been distributing porridge, it couldn't keep up with the large number of displaced people.

Based on the current number of refugees, nearly 5,000 kilograms of rice need to be produced every day.

An ordinary plot of land can produce three to four hundred catties of rice, while the clan land in Sujia Village has a yield of 700%, producing two to three thousand catties of rice.

They eat almost the equivalent of the income from two acres of land every day.

Su Chen can do good deeds, but he won't use all of his assets for charity.

He's not a pushover; he only does what he's capable of.

The amount of porridge distributed twice a day will be set at 5,000 jin (2,500 kg) and will not be increased further.

There are too many people and not enough porridge; once the porridge is gone, it's gone.

If you miss it, just wait until the next day.

"Master Su!"

The refugees all knelt down and kowtowed to Su Chen.

“Master Su, winter is coming soon. We don’t even have enough firewood for the winter, let alone enough food. Please have mercy and take us in.”

The refugees, with tears streaming down their faces, begged Su Chen to take pity on them and help them get through the cold winter.

"Are you forcing me?"

Su Chen's face darkened.

It seems I was too easy to talk to.

As the clan leader, one must use both kindness and severity.

This applies not only to the Su family but also to these refugees.

Rice rises and rice grudges fight rice and hatred.

The old saying is true.

He treated these refugees too well, giving them porridge every day. If he didn't give them porridge one day, they would probably hold a grudge against Su Chen and think that Su Chen was rich but heartless.

As Su Chen finished speaking, the refugees were all taken aback.

In their minds, Su Chen had always been a kind-hearted person. The refugees spread the word that the new patriarch of the Su family liked to do good deeds the most.

That's why these people thought of asking Su Chen in person, hoping he could help them.

Unexpectedly, Su Chen had a gloomy face today.

The refugees all lowered their heads, not daring to speak again.

“There are only two thousand mu of land in Sujia Village, and that’s all the people we need,” Su Chen said slowly. “Many of you have able-bodied men working for Sujia.”

“If you still want to come in, I can fire all the farmhands I’ve hired before and recruit from among you.”

Those in the Su family who had no one working as long-term or short-term laborers for the family were overjoyed upon hearing the news.

Re-recruiting means they also have a chance.

But those family members who worked as long-term laborers for the Su family were filled with regret upon hearing the news.

Thus, the conflict between the Su family and the refugees instantly turned into a conflict among the refugees themselves.

To be precise, it has transformed into a contradiction between displaced people with stable livelihoods and those who are starving.

They will no longer be hostile to the Su family; they will only be hostile to those who receive wages every month.

Then, Su Chen stepped through the crowd.

Sixth Uncle Su Renxiu was supervising the work, leading two people as they walked back and forth between the ridges of the field.

"Xiao Chen! How's it going at the antique shop?"

Sixth Uncle came over and asked.

"The opening is scheduled for three days from now," Su Chen said. "Let's start making preparations now; there's still a lot to do."

"We're still short-staffed!"

Uncle Liu sighed, "There are still too few people in our Su Family Village."

The entire Sujia Village, including those not officially registered, has just over forty people.

There are just too many things going on inside and outside the family.

We simply can't keep up.

As for those refugees, they can be hired as farmhands, but for many important matters, they can only entrust them to people within the family to ensure their safety.

"The old clan chief has been searching for the lost clansmen for some time now, and it seems there should be some news," said Sixth Uncle Su Renxiu. "They seem to be on their way back."

Upon hearing this, Su Chen nodded.

Most of these clansmen were people who had gone out to make a living in the past two years. There was no other way; Sujia Village was extremely poor at the time. When Su Chen transmigrated here, the entire Sujia Village, including everything, only had three silver dollars.

This little bit of money is needed to support more than thirty people!

If Su Chen hadn't led his family members into the tomb, these thirty-odd people would probably have starved to death.

In times of turmoil, many people had no way to survive.

Like these displaced people in front of us, most of them are in this situation.

"Sixth Uncle, there's one more thing. We need to strengthen the control over these refugees!" Su Chen instructed. "There are too many refugees; they're bound to cause some trouble!"

How many people are in the guard team now?

“There are 12 people in our Su family, and we have also recruited about 50 people from those refugees.”

"However, we did not arm those refugees. One Su family member brought four refugees with him!"

"The refugees carrying knives also had some deterrent effect."

That's all we can do.

"Okay, let's do it this way for now!"

Su Chen nodded.

"Ta Tata..."

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps approached.

A young man of Su Chen's generation rushed over in a hurry.

"Brother Chen, Partridge Whistle and Red Girl are here, and they've brought a few strangers with them!"

He quickly said, "Judging from their appearance, they don't seem like ordinary people!"

"Brother Chen, you should go back and check on things!"

stranger?

Is it...

Su Chen had a guess in his mind.

So Su Chen hurried towards his villa, taking three steps at a time.

When the time came, Su Chen finally saw a familiar face—Chen Yulou, the leader of the Unloading Ridge Sect!

"President Chen, it's been a long time, how have you been?" Su Chen cupped his hands in greeting.

"Mr. Su, you flatter me. I am truly unworthy of the title of leader now!"

Chen Yulou gave a wry smile.

During this period, a great change occurred on Changsheng Mountain, as a plague swept across hundreds of miles.

The Xieling lineage is draped in white cloth every day, as brothers continue to lose their lives.

I've been to so many tombs, and I've never lost so many brothers!

Even Chen Yulou almost couldn't hold on any longer and was about to meet the King of Hell!

Just then, at the crucial moment, Red Girl and Partridge Whistle arrived, bringing with them a top-grade Deer-living Grass.

Thanks to the infusion of this top-grade deer-living grass, dozens of lives were saved.

However, the Xieling lineage was completely weakened!

Disheartened, Chen Yulou disbanded the remaining members of the Unloading Ridge Brothers.

He didn't want to stay in Changsheng Mountain anymore and planned to seek refuge with Su Chen.

Chen Yulou, who was once gentle and refined, now has a stubble beard and is not as confident as before.

He exuded a sense of dejection and listlessness.

If it weren't for Miss Hong's intervention, he probably would have committed suicide and gone to the underworld to join his brothers who lost their lives!