Reborn in ancient times: I will make my family rich

"Qingying Qingtao, here are five taels of silver. You two should hurry up and leave!" Jiang Nan saw the two people coming out and took out the silver that he had prepared long ago, and said to them.

"Girl, please don't chase me away. We are the only two sisters left at home."

When Qingying heard Jiang Nan say this, she fell to her knees and begged Jiang Nan not to drive them away.

Qingtao, who was standing nearby, saw the silver in Jiang Nan's hand and a hint of greed flashed in her eyes.

But when he saw Qingying kneeling on the ground and giving up the five taels of silver, he turned to look at Qingying, and the greed in his eyes turned into resentment.

But it didn't show on his face.

Without saying anything, he knelt down.

She knew that the silver was for Qingying, not her.

"You get up first. If you want to follow, let's go together!"

Jiang Nan originally thought that he would seek refuge with his relatives when he had a hard time, so he took the initiative to set Qingying free so that she could have a choice.

Now that I think about it, Qingying had already sold herself to bury her father, so how could she have any reliable relatives?

It's good to follow along like this, as there are more people so we can look after each other.

"Dad, go push the cart over here so we can load the food from the kitchen, and bring the pots too."

Because Jiang's father needed to purchase supplies for his restaurant, he bought a large cart that could accommodate an adult lying down on it.

A few people first loaded the flour onto the car. The white flour and corn flour together weighed at least more than 100 kilograms, as well as lard, other seasonings, and some leftover pancakes.

The pots were stuck to the stove and couldn't be removed.

Fortunately, there were still the two pots that Jiang Nan had used before, which saved a lot of time.

"Qingying, go find a bed sheet and cover the food with it."

"Qingtao, wrap up the quilt and take it out to see if it can be packed together."

The food, pots, bowls and utensils took up half of the space on the cart, with quite a bit left over.

A few people's spare clothes don't take up much space.

If you have time, bring two more quilts.

The weather here is not like that of modern times. As the Spring Festival approaches, Jiang Nan estimates that the temperature is minus five or six degrees Celsius every day.

The temperature difference is greater at night.

Soon Qingying and Qingtao came trotting over, holding bed sheets and quilts.

Jiang Nan covered all the food with a bed sheet so that no one could see what was inside.

According to the original body's memory, it was not uncommon for hungry refugees to bully the weak and steal things on the road.

There were six quilts in total among them, but the cart had limited space and couldn't hold them all.

Jiang Nan only packed four quilts and two sheets.

Father Jiang found a rope and tied the quilt tightly.

"Now that we've packed up, let's go!" Jiang Nan said to everyone.

The uneasiness in my heart grew deeper and deeper.

Jiang Nan had only been in this world for less than half a year, and he had just settled down, but now he was about to start a life of wandering again.

Before leaving, Jiang Nan glanced at Jiang's Soup Restaurant reluctantly.

There is a rope on the cart, which is put on the shoulder to drive the cart.

When the few of them arrived at the street, many people on the street were already rushing towards the county gate with their families.

Everyone was in a hurry along the way, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a while.

Seeing this, Jiang Nan put the two children on the cart.

So as to avoid getting lost.

In this way, Jiang's father pulled the cart in front, and Jiang Nan and his group helped Jiang's father push the cart from behind to make it easier for him.

The cold wind on winter nights is biting, causing a stinging pain on the face.

It was dark at night and we didn't walk very fast.

"Ah, hurry up, the people of Apocalypse are attacking."

People heard the noise behind them and looked back.

I saw that the people of Tianqi had already attacked from behind, holding torches in their hands, and killing anyone they saw just as the rumors said.

Unarmed civilians fell one after another, causing waves of panic and screams.

The people fled in all directions, running desperately towards the county gate.

"Hurry up," Jiang Nan yelled, and everyone quickened their pace.

"You two sit still and hold on to the ropes."

Jiang Nan felt a chill down his spine as he listened to the screams behind him.

At once, they all rushed towards the county gate.

Jiang Nan was getting anxious as he watched the Apocalypse army behind him getting closer and closer.

This technique is all wrong.

"Stop pushing. If you push any further you will be trampled to death by your own people before you are killed by the Apocalypse army." Jiang Nan shouted with all his might.

The Tianqi Army was still there chasing the nearest civilians, and it would take some time before they could reach the county gate.

Jiang Nan's voice seemed to have magic, and the crowded people stopped for a moment.

"It seems to be Doctor Jiang."

At that time, at least half of the people in the county were infected, so many people were familiar with Jiang Nan's voice.

Even in such chaos, someone could still recognize Jiang Nan's voice.

"We lined up to speed up, but with this squeeze, none of us can get through."

Jiang Nan took advantage of the moment when everyone paused and continued speaking.

"We listened to Doctor Jiang. We were already at the gate, but it hasn't passed in such a long time."

Many people in the crowd spoke up in agreement.

"The people at the front go first, and the people behind you get in line, hurry up."

As Jiang Nan spoke, he observed the Apocalypse Army behind him.

After listening to Jiang Nan's words, everyone moved much faster.

Jiang Nan was relatively close to the county gate, and finally managed to leave the city smoothly before the Tianqi Army arrived.

Even after leaving the city gate, Jiang Nan did not dare to relax.

It was dark and he couldn't tell the direction, so Jiang Nan could only follow the fleeing army.

It’s definitely better to run first.

Everything will be settled when it's safe in the morning.

On the other side, Song Qingyu had just settled the boy and the child, and took Han Yue back home to pack up.

Suddenly, there was a "bang bang bang" sound of kicking the door outside.

Song Qingyu and Han Yue looked at each other.

"I'll go take a look, you wait here," Song Qingyu instructed Han Yue.

"I'll go with you," Han Yue pulled Song Qingyu's sleeve.

"Then follow me closely."

Song Qingyu took out a dagger from the room and put it into Han Yue's hand.

"If anything happens later, I'll leave behind you."

Song Qingyu had heard the crying and shouting on the street, and he had already prepared for the worst.

Song Qingyu gave the only dagger to Han Yue, and when he went out, he found a water-carrying pole in the yard to use for self-defense.

"Bang, bang, bang," the door was already shaking due to the violent impact.

Song Qingyu knew that it would be the same whether to open it or not, so it would be better to take the initiative.

Song Qingyu and Han Yue walked lightly, stood behind the gate, and listened to what was happening outside.

Listening carefully to the voices and footsteps outside, Song Qingyu concluded that there were no more than four people.

When he was a child, he was sent away by his old man to learn some Kung Fu.

So I should be able to handle it.

"Stand back. I'll open the door," Song Qingyu said silently while turning his head to look at Han Yue behind him, so that she could be mentally prepared.