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

Zhou Da and Zhou Er, the two brothers who used to be the tyrants in Qinghe Village, are now like dogs that have lost their homes, in a miserable state. They wander around the entrance of the village, spying on the movements in the village from time to time, fearing that Lin Kunlun is guarding the village and will arrest them and send them to the authorities at any time. They know in their hearts that if they are caught, they will face exile, and the war in the north is raging, which will be a life-or-death situation, and their lives are like grass and may disappear at any time.

Zhou Er touched the purple wounds on his body, grimacing in pain, with a look of doubt in his eyes. He whispered, "Brother, how come Lin Kunlun suddenly became so powerful? When have we ever lost to him?" There was a hint of reluctance and fear in his voice, and he was obviously shocked by Lin Kunlun's strength.

Zhou Da rubbed the wound on his face, a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes, but more of it was helplessness and fear. He said in a deep voice: "This Lin Kunlun seems to have learned some skills outside. He can always react to his actions before we make a move. Now we can only stay out of the limelight and find a place to hide."

Zhou Er heard this, and a sly look flashed in his eyes. He suggested, "Brother, you said that Lin Kunlun has stored a lot of food at home recently, right? Nowadays, food is more valuable than gold. Can we find a way to get other people to get the food out?"

Zhou Da's eyes flashed with hesitation, but it was soon replaced by greed. He whispered, "You are right. Food is in short supply now. But we must be careful and not let the villagers know that it was us who ordered this."

After discussing it, the two decided to ask Sun Lao Da, the gang leader who was doing well in the county town, for help. Zhou Er confidently suggested: "Brother, let's go find Sun Lao Da! You know, in Xishan County, Sun Lao Da is the real boss. He even has connections with people in the county government!"

Zhou Da was a little hesitant: "I'm afraid Boss Sun won't go out. After all, he has such a big business, he probably doesn't care about this little food."

Zhou Er, however, didn't care: "How can we care so much now! We are almost starving to death! As far as I know, Boss Sun's business in the county town is not very good. After all, everyone has no food now. They can't even eat enough, so how can they have money to gamble! As long as we say that someone here has stored a large amount of food, Boss Sun will definitely be tempted!"

Zhou Da frowned: "But if that happens, the villagers will definitely be implicated. After all, we grew up in Qinghe Village."

Zhou Er's eyes flashed with ruthlessness: "How about this, we go find Boss Sun and borrow a few skilled men. Then we can just share some food."

Zhou Da finally made up his mind. After all, he was almost starving to death, so how could he care about the villagers? Moreover, when the villagers saw the two brothers, they would speak harshly to them and no one looked up to them.

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At this time, Lin Kunlun knew nothing about the two Zhou brothers' plan. When he returned home, he saw that the yard was full of people, and the villagers were gathered there talking about it. The bags of broken rice and a bag of sorghum flour were placed in a prominent position, becoming the focus of everyone's attention.

A villager asked curiously: "Lin Da, you bought so much food this time!"

Lin Da stood there and explained: "These are broken rice. As everyone knows, there is drought everywhere now, and even the rice shops in town are out of food. These broken rice were bought with a lot of money." At the same time, he observed the villagers vigilantly, their eyes revealing their desire for food.

Suddenly, a villager suggested loudly: "Old village chief, everyone is hungry now. The Lin family has so much food that they can't finish it. Can you ask them to lend us some food?"

Lin Kunlun stood behind the crowd and heard everything clearly. He knew in his heart that these people just wanted to seize their food. Although he understood that these people were hungry for food, his food was not obtained in vain. Moreover, a large part of the food was obtained from the prey obtained by Asong from hunting. He couldn't help but feel angry, but he knew that he couldn't act impulsively now and had to think of a way to deal with these greedy villagers.

The old village chief frowned, looked at the villager who spoke and said, "They bought their food with money! If you want to share the food, you can also give money to buy it!" When the villager heard what the old village chief said, he was suddenly speechless, shrank back into the crowd and dared not speak again.

"Kunlun, you're back. It's a good time for you to talk to everyone about this!" said the old village chief when he saw Lin Kunlun standing outside the crowd.

Lin Kunlun was glad that he had hidden the other two bags of sorghum flour, otherwise he would not be able to deal with these greedy villagers this time. He took a deep breath, stepped forward, looked at everyone firmly and said, "As you all know, we exchanged two bags of grain yesterday. Although there are several bags of grain here, it is definitely not enough to share them equally. And I bought all this grain with real money. Now if you want to buy some, I can give you some. But please remember that this grain is hard to come by, and we should cherish every grain."

At this time, all the villagers fell silent. If they had money, they would have gone to buy food long ago.

"Kunlun! You know the current situation. No one had much harvest last year! There is no extra money at home! Can you lend some to everyone first and we will pay you back when there is a harvest next year!" At this time, an older villager proposed.

Lin Kunlun According to the original owner's memory, this person seemed to be an elder of the Lin family in the village.

"Uncle! It's not that I don't want to help the villagers! In fact, you know the current situation. Even broken rice like this is more valuable than gold! And now the political grain store has already said that they have no more food. We don't know whether we can transport food in! And the price of food outside changes every day. If we buy it from here for two cents today, I'm afraid we may not be able to buy it tomorrow even if we go there for at least three cents!" Lin Kunlun said with a wry smile.

"This...what should we do?" said the third uncle with a frown.

Lin Kunlun sighed and turned to face everyone: "Everyone knows that the food this time is very expensive! These foods can save lives! Can you think of a way to get some food for everyone first to save this life. As for next year, if we can get the food, we will slowly return it to you then."

"My fellow villagers, you know that I have exchanged some food for you since yesterday! Today's food was bought by me with real money! Of course, I can't give it to you for free! How about this, you still go to the mountain to collect some herbs tomorrow! I need them here too! But I received news that Doctor Zhou of Baicaotang in the town is also moving away! So this is the last few days of chance! These herbs are still of some value! Those who want to store food, hurry up, after these three or four days, those herbs will be useless to us just like you!" Lin Kunlun made this request loudly.

"This is a good idea! Don't think of getting something for nothing! These grains were bought with great difficulty by Sanwazi!" The old village chief nodded in support. The other villagers didn't know what to say.

Lin Kunlun watched the villagers leave. He couldn't help but shake his head. This is not a long-term solution. With me here, the villagers of Qinghe Village can barely hold on for a while. What about the people in other villages and even other cities in a larger area? If the court does not take measures to provide disaster relief, I'm afraid there will be chaos.