Surviving the famine: I made my fortune by helping others

"time to eat!"

The shouts of girls and women could be heard outside the donkey cart, and soon the valley became lively.

"Let's go, let's go eat."

Ye Chuyi picked up Yaya and walked out of the donkey cart, leaving Baizai standing there with his mouth wide open.

Why did the host change his expression so quickly? Weren’t we discussing the mission just now?

If Ye Chuyi knew what it was thinking, she would definitely despise it. She didn't want to make things difficult for herself.

I didn't notice it before, but now it's time to eat, I was surprised to find that there are really a lot of people, it's crowded.

"You can't eat from the pot, use a bowl."

"Those who have served their rice should stand aside. If anyone spills the rice again, we won't give them any more."

"I'm talking to you, Du Ergou. You're such a grown-up and you're still trying to snatch something from a child. I'm going to beat you up later."

"Second Aunt, calm down. You know you are wrong. You know you are wrong. Stop hitting me!"

Du Ergou rushed out from the crowd while shouting, with a mixed flour pancake tightly in his mouth, which made the children around him praise him.

"Miss Ye, why don't you go eat? How about I go grab a bowl for you? I'm quite skilled."

Du Ergou came up to Ye Chuyi in a servile manner, trying to please him, but he didn't stop drinking porridge at all.

"Do you know martial arts?"

Ye Chuyi looked him up and down curiously. He really hadn't expected such a thin dog-like figure.

"Hehe, that's not true, but I've never lost a fight with anyone in my tribe, so I can definitely serve you a bowl of rice."

It was a good opportunity for him to take this opportunity to scrape out another bowl. He hadn’t eaten such a good meal in several days. It was really refreshing.

Before Ye Chuyi could speak, a woman started scolding Du Ergou.

"You are such a good-for-nothing. You have deceived others and now you have deceived your benefactor. I will let my seventh uncle beat you up."

After the woman finished speaking, she walked up to Ye Chuyi and handed him two white steamed buns. "My benefactor, don't listen to Ergou's nonsense. He is just good at talking and wants to borrow your help to beg for food."

"Second aunt, please give me some face. How can I find a wife in the future if you are like this?"

Du Ergou didn't feel embarrassed at all and continued to follow the two men with a grin on his face.

"He's quite interesting." Ye Chuyi really couldn't think of any words to praise him, but he could see that Du Ergou was indeed not a bad guy, and the people in Dujiawazi seemed to be quite cultured.

"My benefactor, please stop praising him, or he will get ahead of you."

As the woman spoke, she drove Du Ergou away and continued to talk to Ye Chuyi in a very familiar manner.

"You don't recognize me, benefactor. I am Wen Zhu's second aunt. People in the village call me Second Aunt. Thanks to you for saving our Wen Zhu, and now you have saved everyone in our village. We are all grateful to you."

Ye Chuyi listened intermittently, occasionally replying with a word, while breaking a steamed bun in his hand and stuffing it into his mouth.

The steamed buns made from pure natural and pollution-free white flour have a light sweetness and are not choking at all. Even nowadays, we are used to eating steamed buns and vegetables together, so we may not be able to react to it for a while.

"Does the benefactor find it unpalatable?"

Aunt Du scratched her head a little embarrassedly. She even specially asked the woman who was best at making steamed buns in the village to make them, but she didn't expect that her benefactor still didn't like them.

"Ah, no, no, it's delicious."

Seeing her expression, Ye Chuyi quickly waved his hand, "Aunt Du, don't call me benefactor. Just call me by my name."

"As long as the benefactor likes it."

Aunt Du still didn't change her mind, so Ye Chuyi just went along with her.

Yaya took small bites of the steamed bun. When she saw that the two people had stopped talking, she timidly tugged at her aunt's sleeve.

"Yaya, drink some water."

"Oh, I forgot. The little girl must have choked. I'll go get the porridge."

Aunt Du ran out while speaking, so fast as if she had done it countless times.

By the time they were almost done eating, the crowd had slowly dispersed and found comfortable spots to lie down or sit.

The fire burning in the middle made people feel warm, and even the cold mountain wind could not be felt.

In an open space outside Dujiawazi, near Xiaoqingdao Mountain, hundreds of people were crowded together, smelling the aroma of food coming from not far away, their stomachs rumbling.

"This girl is so cruel. She actually didn't give me anything at all." Niu Hezhu gritted his teeth in anger as he looked towards the fire.

Their family was better off than others and they still had some food, but they could only eat a few bites secretly behind others' backs. It was not as comfortable as eating a hot meal from afar.

"If it really doesn't work, we can just put aside our old pride and ask for some help. We are all under her jurisdiction, and she really can ignore us."

Zhu Zhengshan's heart was beating fast. Although he was the oldest among the three, Niu and Zhu only pretended to be nice but actually didn't listen to him at all.

It’s better not to say anything about Wang Chengde. He is too honest and simple-minded to have any prospects. He also has a father behind him, so he can’t say anything.

As expected, as soon as he finished speaking, Niu Hezhu's eyes widened, "Brother Zhu, you better think carefully. You can't let yourself be controlled by a girl who hasn't even grown all her hair yet."

Wang Chengde pouted secretly, turned around and poked his father, "Dad, what do you think we should do? We can't just follow them and mess around, right?"

He felt that these two old men were being disrespectful and fooling around. If he followed them obediently, they might do something special like Dujiawazi and make him unable to do anything.

It would be nice if I could sneak past it quietly at night.

Wang Yongshou saw what his stupid son was thinking at a glance, and slapped him in the face to warn him, "You stay here and don't go anywhere."

"Oh." Wang Chengde unhappily turned his back to his father and shrank like a quail.

Ye Chuyi, who was watching the fun in the dark, just wanted to laugh. Although he couldn't see his expression clearly, the way Wang Chengde tried so hard to shrink was really funny.

Around the hour of Chou, Ye Chuyi, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened by the noise outside the donkey cart as expected.

"Mr. County Governor, are you here?"

Wang Chengde lowered his voice and shouted into the car, then immediately looked back guiltily, fearing that his father would suddenly appear and give him a beating.

"Is something wrong?"

Ye Chuyi didn't go out directly. She talked to Wang Chengde through the oilcloth. She really didn't expect that this man was so honest. Which good person would come to your house in the middle of the night?

"Mr. County Governor, I just want to ask if you need any work. I have plenty of strength and can do anything. All I need is some food."

Just by listening to the voice, Ye Chuyi could imagine the cautious expression on the face of this tall and straight man at this moment.

Sure enough, as soon as she lifted the oilcloth, she saw Wang Chengde standing properly beside the donkey cart, with his head lowered like a primary school student who had made a mistake.

"Mr. County Magistrate, I really only need a little bit." Wang Chengde smiled in a slightly flattering manner, his fists clenched tightly because of nervousness.

"What if I don't agree?"