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

Lin Kunlun, Lin Da and others were walking on the familiar street in the town. When they arrived in front of the only grain store in the town, they were shocked by the scene in front of them. They saw that there were already crowds of people in front of the grain store, and the queue was like a long dragon, with at least a dozen people waiting anxiously.

Everyone's eyes were directed at the price tag hanging above the grain shop, and discussions rose and fell like a tide. A middle-aged man, with a bitter look on his face, shook his head and sighed, "Alas, the price of grain has risen so fast, I'm afraid that with my savings, I can only buy half a bag of broken rice." His voice was full of helplessness and worry.

A person next to him, also with a gloomy face, said, "Yeah, buy as much as you can now. The whole west is in a severe drought, where is there any extra food? I'll buy some broken rice and mix it with wild vegetables, at least I can fill my stomach. I've been eating wild vegetables for two months, and now I don't even have the strength to speak." His words revealed endless fatigue and bitterness.

When Lin Kunlun first bought grain, he knew that the so-called "broken rice" was a mixture of grain residue and wheat bran that fell from the granary during processing. In previous years, it was used to feed pigs. However, now, this broken rice has become a treasure in the eyes of every household, and many people can only rely on wild vegetables to survive. He looked up and saw that the price of those broken rice had risen to two cents per catty. Recalling the sorghum flour they bought some time ago, the price had doubled to eight cents per catty, and he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

He sighed softly and said with emotion: "The price of food has increased so fast, more than doubled from last time." He became more determined to grow food in the space. After all, in the future, even if he had money, he might not be able to buy food.

The clerk of the grain shop stood at the door, listening to everyone's discussion, and announced loudly: "There is not much grain left in the store, and it is not known whether we can get more. Therefore, once it is sold out, it will be gone. If you want to buy, please hurry up. The harvest this year is not good, and the current price is already a favorable price. The shopkeeper is taking out these stocks because we are all fellow villagers." There was a bit of helplessness and determination in his voice.

However, this statement aroused the dissatisfaction of some people. A middle-aged man, with an angry look on his face, complained: "Boss, you can't do this! This broken rice used to buy several kilograms for one penny, but now it has tripled! What should we do?" His voice was full of anger and dissatisfaction.

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper showed helplessness on his face and explained, "Everyone, the price of grain has risen sharply now. The entire west is short of grain, and my family doesn't have much grain in stock. I have sent people to the east to purchase. If the new grain is cheap, the price will naturally be lowered. But in the current situation, it is even a problem whether we can get the goods. So, please cherish the grain. If you don't want to buy it, you can give it to those in need." Although his voice was calm, it revealed a sense of heaviness and helplessness.

After hearing this, everyone quieted down. They knew the severity of the drought. The entire western region of the Great Kun Empire was affected, and grain production dropped sharply. Grain prices would probably continue to rise, and there was no place to buy grain in the west.

"It seems that there is really no food to sell. We can only buy as much as possible." Someone in the team whispered. Lin Kunlun had expected this. He brought Lin Er with him this time because he was worried that the grain store would limit purchases. One more person could buy more food and store as much as possible.

As time went by, people became more and more excited and rushed into the grain shop. The shopkeeper seemed to have been prepared for this. He did not remove all the wooden boards on the door, leaving only two gaps for people to enter and exit. After the customers selected the grain and paid, the waiter would hand the grain out through the gap in the door.

Lin Kunlun noticed that the most people bought broken rice. After all, even sorghum flour had risen to eight cents per pound. Although broken rice was not of the best quality, it could at least fill the stomach. He couldn't help but feel sad. When would the world return to its former peace and prosperity?

Soon it was their turn to buy food. Since the New Year buyers still had more than 40 taels of silver, they prepared to buy more food in case of emergency.

"Boss! Give me ten bags of sorghum flour! And two bags of soybeans!" Lin Kunlun looked at the few white flours in the grain store and made up his mind. Although sorghum flour is not as fine as white flour, it can at least fill the stomach. Soybeans are a good source of protein, which is undoubtedly a valuable source of nutrition for the impending famine.

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper frowned and said, "Since there is not much stock now, each person can buy at most one bag. How about this, I'll give you a bag of sorghum flour and a bag of soybeans." His words revealed a bit of helplessness and determination.

Lin Kunlun nodded to show his understanding. He knew that the grain store's stock was very limited under the current circumstances. Being able to buy some was already very good.

"Also, I wonder if the shopkeeper has any other crop seeds here?" Lin Kunlun suddenly remembered something and asked again.

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, then he pulled out a cloth bag from under the counter, which contained various seeds. He handed it to Lin Kunlun and said, "Although these seeds are not as precious as food, they have become a rare commodity in this famine year. There are some seeds of wheat, sorghum, millet, and some rice from South Vietnam."

Lin Kunlun took the cloth bag and carefully examined the seeds inside. These seeds may be the hope for their future life. In the year of severe drought, the crops in the fields were almost completely destroyed. If they had these seeds, they might be able to sow hope in the spring of next year and look forward to a good harvest in the autumn.

"Boss, I want all these seeds. Also give me five bags of broken rice." Lin Kunlun had already made up his mind and decided to buy more broken rice for emergency while also remembering to stock up some seeds for emergency use.

The shopkeeper nodded and began to prepare the goods for Lin Kunlun. After a while, Lin Kunlun walked out of the grain store with a full load of goods. He glanced at the cloth bag and broken rice in his hand and felt a sense of security.

Similarly, Lin Da and Lin Er also bought similar things as Lin Kunlun. They knew that these grains and seeds would be their most important supplies for the next period of time.

Several people tied two packages full of grain and seeds to the wheelbarrow and each of them prepared some more before starting to walk back.

"Dad, why are we buying so many broken rice? These sorghum rice are enough for us to eat for a while!" Lin Shui asked, frowning and looking at the broken rice.

Lin Kunlun stopped and turned around to look at Lin Shui and explained: "These broken rice are prepared for the villagers. You have also seen the current price of sorghum flour. If the villagers use herbs and the like to exchange, we can only reduce the amount of sorghum flour. But if the villagers want broken rice, we can give them more. I think many people will still choose broken rice."

Lin Shui nodded his head to show his understanding. He knew that in this famine year, every grain of food was hard to come by, and being able to exchange broken rice for herbs and other supplies was already very good.

"Also, we need to pay attention to the purchase restrictions on sorghum rice this time. We can't take all the food back. After all, there is enough food for the family during this period. We can hide some sorghum flour in the mountains." Lin Kunlun continued, his words revealing some deep thought and determination.

Lin Da and Lin Er also nodded in agreement. They knew that in this special period, they needed to handle everything more carefully and wisely.

As they walked away, those who were queuing to buy food showed envious eyes. Not far away on the street, two people were watching them furtively.

"This Lin Kunlun is in collusion with that drugstore! Otherwise, how did they get so much silver! This much food, if given to the two of us, is enough for us to eat for half a year! And with this food, it won't be difficult to find those widows when the time comes!" Zhou Er said with some envy when he saw it.

"Let's go, let's go to the small road ahead and wait for them! We're going to make a fortune this time!" Zhou Da's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he couldn't help but pull Zhou Er and run out of the town. The two of them didn't bring anything with them, so they were naturally much more relaxed than Lin Kunlun and the others.

"Third brother! I feel like those people are looking at us!" Lin Da said while pushing the wheelbarrow.

"This is inevitable! Food is the most precious thing now! It's normal to attract their attention!" Lin Kunlun was also paying attention to the situation around him. You know, they have so much food, it will definitely attract everyone's attention, as for whether anyone has any bad ideas, it's hard to say.

When we reached the outskirts of the town, Lin Kun took the sickle he had prepared long ago from the wheelbarrow. He also cut a few sticks nearby. The few people who didn't push the wheelbarrow each held one in their hands. This way they could also be used as crutches when walking. If they encountered any danger, these sticks would be weapons.