In the famine, others ate Guanyin soil, but he had space to build a farm.

Lin Kunlun slowly walked to the entrance of the village, where there were already crowds of people. The villagers gathered in groups of three or five, talking and chatting, just like a lively market. The sun shone obliquely on them, and mottled light and shadows danced on their coarse clothes. The air was filled with the fresh scent of soil and weeds, which made people take a deep breath.

A middle-aged villager in the crowd was the first to break the silence. He frowned and clasped his hands together, as if thinking about the difficulties of making a living. "Did you pick any herbs today to exchange for food at Lin Sanwazi's house?" His voice was low and worried, revealing his concern for his livelihood.

An old man shook his head and sighed, the wrinkles on his face seemed to have deepened a little. He looked at the middle-aged villagers helplessly, "Alas, nowadays even wild vegetables are hard to find, let alone medicinal herbs." His voice was full of bitterness and helplessness, as if he had become accustomed to this difficult life.

However, at this moment, a young villager squeezed into the crowd with a happy face, holding a basket full of herbs in his hands, his eyes flashing with excitement. The basket of herbs exuded a faint fragrance, as if bringing a glimmer of vitality to this barren village.

"Let me tell you, I'm really lucky today. I picked a basket of herbs and exchanged them for half a pound of grain! It's fine sorghum flour! I haven't tasted such delicious food in a long time!" He showed off proudly, attracting envious glances from everyone.

A villager took over the conversation, his eyes revealing a hint of helplessness and bitterness, "That's right, ever since the drought last year, we have been living on wild vegetables every day." His voice was full of memories of the past and helplessness towards life.

"Speaking of which, Lin Sanwazi's transformation is really shocking. A while ago, I saw him using his own food rations to gamble, but now he is using food to buy these herbs. These herbs can't be eaten, it's really strange." A villager frowned and said puzzledly. There was a hint of doubt in his tone, as if he was puzzled by this sudden change.

An insider explained: "Didn't you hear what the old village chief said? Lin Kunlun found Doctor Zhou from Baicaotang, and Doctor Zhou agreed to let him send the herbs over. That's why he can accept the herbs so generously now." There was a hint of admiration in his voice, as if he admired Lin Kunlun's intelligence.

However, at this moment, a discordant voice suddenly sounded in the crowd. Zhou Da's eyes widened, and he said with disdain: "How can you be so stupid! Lin Kunlun can exchange grain for herbs, so he can definitely make more money and grain from it. Why don't we just send the herbs directly to Baicaotang in the town, and we will definitely make more money!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at him with surprised expressions on their faces. Some villagers began to whisper, as if discussing the feasibility of this proposal.

A villager retorted dissatisfiedly: "Zhou Da, what nonsense are you talking about here! Lin Kunlun did this so that those of us who have no source of income can have something to eat. How can you be so selfish!" There was anger and dissatisfaction in his voice.

Zhou Da retorted bluntly: "I'm not talking nonsense! How about this, you give me all the herbs you picked, and I will be responsible for delivering you to the town. I promise to give you more food!" He smiled smugly, as if he had already seen the scene of himself making a fortune.

"Yes, don't be fooled by Lin Kunlun!" Zhou Er's voice also rang out, "We two brothers will help you sell those herbs, and we guarantee that you will earn more!" There was a greedy light flashing in his eyes, and he was obviously moved by this idea.

In the past two years, the two brothers have had a hard time, sometimes hungry and sometimes full. In the past, they could barely survive by stealing, but now every household has no food, and they have no idea where to start. Now that they heard that Lin Kunlun could actually exchange herbs for food, they naturally wanted to get a piece of the pie. Since Lin Kunlun can do it, why can't they? Moreover, they don't have the patience to go up the mountain to find herbs themselves. So, they set their sights on these villagers. These villagers go up the mountain to find wild vegetables every day, and today many of them brought back herbs. They plan to sell these herbs and make a lot of money. Moreover, these villagers will continue to collect herbs. In the future, the two brothers don't have to do anything, just transport the herbs to the town to make a lot of money.

An older man stood up angrily, his voice trembling, as if he was enraged by the brothers' greed, "You two brothers! We can't trust you!" His eyes revealed a firm and unquestionable determination, as if he wanted to protect the peace and unity of the village.

Lin Kunlun stood quietly aside, listening to the discussion and quarrels of the crowd. His eyes swept across everyone's faces, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. There was sympathy and understanding for the villagers, but also anger and disappointment towards Zhou Dazhou and his brother. He knew that the future of this village was still long, and he and the villagers needed to work together to get out of this predicament.

"Kunlun is here!" Some sharp-eyed villagers saw Lin Kunlun and shouted happily.

Lin Kunlun walked into the crowd with a smile, his eyes were gentle and firm, as if he had a power to soothe people. "Uncles, why are you all here at the entrance of the village!" He asked with a smile, not paying any attention to the presence of Zhou Dazhou and Zhou Er.

The villagers came forward and surrounded Lin Kunlun, with expressions of gratitude and respect on their faces. "Kunlun, you are finally back!" they said one after another, their voices full of joy and anticipation.

Lin Kunlun smiled and nodded. His eyes swept across everyone's faces, and then he slowly said, "Did you exchange food today? Sorghum flour is now five cents a pound! And the price changes every day. I guess the price in town will not be the same tomorrow! So everyone should try to exchange more while these herbs can still be used to make some food! If you want to put them in town yourself, you can! But those herbs that are broken and unusable still need to be dealt with! After all, Baicaotang can't give you silver for nothing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the villagers nodded in agreement. They knew that Lin Kunlun was right. It was already good to be able to exchange herbs for food. Moreover, Lin Kunlun also reminded them to deal with the unusable herbs, which also made them feel very grateful.

"It's so troublesome! We might as well exchange it with you!" said some villagers. They felt more at ease exchanging food with Lin Kunlun.

Lin Kunlun smiled slightly. In Lin Kunlun's eyes, his family was the most important thing. As for the villagers, they would help them if they could. After all, in ancient society, especially in times of disaster, bandits and robbers would probably appear. When the time comes, everyone can take care of each other.

"Brother Kunlun! Now that you have such a good opportunity, why don't you take us two brothers with you! Don't you remember the friendship between you and us in the past?" Zhou Da said to Lin Kunlun with a smile.

"I haven't settled accounts with you two yet! Now you'd better not mess with me!" Lin Kunlun said viciously while looking at them both.

"Lin Kunlun, you think you are so great just because you can sell some herbs! Let me tell you, we will also go to the town to sell herbs and see how you can make a profit in the future!" Zhou Er said angrily. He felt very ashamed that Lin Kunlun, who was bullied by the two of them before, dared to talk to them like this.

"Zhou Da, Zhou Er, you two should stop making trouble!" The village chief said to them with an embarrassed look on his face, "This method was discussed by Kunlun and I! Let me tell you, if you two brothers want to live well, you should be diligent and go to the mountains to pick some herbs to sell to Kunlun! With the situation this year, we won't care if you starve to death!"

"Village chief..." Zhou Da was a little unconvinced and wanted to persuade him again. But the village chief waved his hand to stop him, and then looked at Lin Kunlun, "Kunlun! You are a good boy! Don't get involved with them again!"

"Village chief, if Lin Kunlun can collect herbs to sell, so can we!" Zhou Da said anxiously, "and we can also provide more food for the villagers."

Zhou Da and Zhou Er finally found a way to get money and food without doing it themselves. Naturally, they didn't want to give up.

"Okay! As long as the villagers are willing to give you the herbs they picked, I, an old man, will not interfere in your affairs! Besides, Kunlun actually uses food to exchange with the villagers. Do you two have any food at home?" The old village chief looked at him, and the two brothers couldn't help but sighed. Zhou Da and Zhou Er were also raised by him. If everyone had more food, they would just take a little. But now a little food may affect a life. Which family's food is not precious? So there is no extra for them.