Infinite Doomsday: I rely on space to stock up and bully the scum

Come again, come again.

Jiang Jiang put down his chopsticks helplessly, Sun Qiaoqiao rolled her eyes without leaving a trace, Li Cuicui lowered her head embarrassedly, and Huang Ying didn't react at all. She put a piece of braised pork in each child's bowl and watched the situation develop quietly.

Ever since Li Yaya escaped the crisis of being sold by her father, she would go to Jiang Jiang's house to punch in at mealtime as usual. She knew that they would cook delicious food every night and have meat every now and then.

A child was waiting at her door just to smell the delicious food and get a free meal. She couldn't just chase the child away. If she did that once, rumors would spread in the village the next day that her family was heartless.

Jiang Jiang finally understood that the villagers were afraid that others would have a hard life, and they were even more afraid that others would live a better life than themselves.

So she would sell meat once every few days, and even so, some jealous families in the village would complain.

Li Yaya waited in front of Jiang Jiang's door like a hyena for half a month, and was lucky enough to get a few meals. She couldn't help but recall the silky taste of the piece of meat as thin as a cicada's wing when it entered her mouth.

The more she thought about it, the more greedy she became. She tried to sniff the fragrance in the air and asked:

"Aunt Jiang, are you eating meat?"

"Business in town hasn't been good recently, and we don't have money to buy meat." Even though the person opposite was a child, Jiang Jiang didn't dare to show off his wealth after earning a huge sum of 800 taels today.

Li Yaya was a little bit unconvinced. She could smell it, it was clearly the smell of meat.

Jiang Jiang pointed to the basin full of braised food on the table and said, "Look, I bought some pig offal today. Your sister-in-law Huang Ying and sister-in-law Qiao Qiao spent a long time preparing it. The offal has a strong smell, so we can only cover up the original smell by braising it."

Li Xu and Li Sheng: It was clearly us who cleaned up the mess, so how come the credit became my wife's?

Li Cuicui also nodded: "Business in the town has not been very good recently, and my family is craving for meat, so mother can only buy some offal to satisfy our cravings."

Li Yaya felt somewhat happy and somewhat regretful.

The good thing is that Li Cuicui's family business is not good, and she will soon have to go back to the village and become like her. Unfortunately, today is probably another day when she won't be able to get a meal.

"Sister Jiang Jiang! Sister Jiang Jiang!"

Before I even entered the house, I heard Li Shuming's loud voice shouting.

Jiang Jiang pushed Li Xu who was sitting next to him.

"Hurry, your Uncle Li is here, go greet him."

"Hey? Yaya, why are you here?" Li Shuming, who had just walked into the yard, saw Li Yaya standing at someone's door and greeted her.

"Ah, village chief, I'm here to play with Cuicui." Li Yaya stood aside a little stiffly. It was obvious that she was a little afraid of Li Shuming, who usually had a serious face.

"Okay, I'll go in first." Li Shuming didn't think much about it. He had something important to discuss with Jiang Jiang today.

"Uncle Li, you are here. Have you eaten? Come and have something to eat." Li Shuming waved his hand. How could he go to someone else's house to eat for free? Even if the child doesn't know, how could he, who is so old, not know it?

Li Shuming went straight to the point.

"Sister Jiang Jiang, the weather has been getting colder recently. The old farmers in the village looked at the sky and said it would rain soon. The villagers decided to sell their grain reserves while the grain prices are high. Will your family sell it?"

Li Shuming was in high spirits. The drought some time ago almost killed the spring seedlings. Fortunately, everyone carried buckets of water to the fields day and night, so they managed to survive.

However, Jiang Jiang's fields were not watered enough, so the number of surviving seedlings was much less than that of other families. It was estimated that the harvest this year would not be high. Some narrow-minded people were gloating over their misfortune.

Thinking of this, Li Shuming sighed.

What? The village wants to sell grain?

Jiang Jiang searched hard in his mind and seemed to have found this memory.

The village had a good harvest last year, so even if there was a severe drought this year, so many villagers would not have starved to death on the way to escape the famine. It turned out that the sale of grain this time had drained out all the food stored by the entire village.

Just when everyone thought that everything would get better after the cooler weather and heavy rain, the temperature rose sharply, countless seedlings were sun-dried to death, the land dried up and cracked, and a once-in-a-century drought arrived.

No, she had to get involved.

Jiang Jiang's brain was working so fast that she came up with a good idea.

"Village chief, to be honest, we sold the grain after the harvest last year. The price of grain changes every day, and we can hardly eat enough."

The implication was that they didn't have much food to sell.

Li Shuming nodded. Other people in the village had the same situation, so he was not surprised.

Seeing the village chief turning around and preparing to leave, Jiang Jiang immediately called him and pretended to ask unintentionally.

"Village chief, what's the price if we sell the grain to the grain store now?"

This is not a secret, Li Shuming said it directly.

Because their rice was in the husk and could be preserved longer, the people who collected the grain only gave them four cents per pound. If the husk was removed, they would give them five cents per pound.

When the end of the world comes, five hundred coins cannot buy a pound of rice.

Instead of selling it to other grain merchants to drive up prices, it is better to sell it to herself. When she has the chance to escape the famine, she can sell it back to the villagers at a "low price". After all, the wool comes from the sheep.

Jiang Jiang let out an "ah" and began to speak.

"Didn't they say that the price of grain has risen sharply recently? I heard from my relative that he has to pay seven cents per pound for rice."

Li Shuming's eyes lit up, and he asked anxiously, "Does your relative still collect grain?"

Jiang Jiang nodded, "He's a businessman, he sells whatever makes money. It's said that there's an even greater shortage of grain in the north, and the price has risen to more than ten coins per pound. He buys grain from us and sells it over there, so he makes double the profit."

Li Shuming clicked his tongue twice, feeling a little envious. However, traveling all over the country for business carries a lot of risks. One might encounter an accident one day and end up dead in the wilderness.

"Then can you help me ask if your relative still buys grain? There are several thousand dan of grain in our village. Even if it's one cent more per jin, it's not a small amount." Li Shuming took the initiative to speak as Jiang Jiang expected.

There was no reason for Jiang Jiang to refuse to accept the food that was delivered to his doorstep, so he immediately patted his chest and promised that he would go and ask early tomorrow morning, and if things went well, he would bring people back to collect the food at noon.

"By the way, village chief, please take some braised offal back to satisfy the kids' cravings. It's not meat and isn't worth much." Jiang Jiang directed Li Xu to fill a large bowl of braised offal for Li Shuming. People have always taken good care of them, and it would be good for the villagers to have interactions with each other.

Unable to refuse the kindness, Li Shuming had no choice but to take the bowl of braised pork back home, thinking about how good Jiang Jiang was and how open-minded and generous she was.

He walked to the door and saw Li Yaya still standing there, staring at her bowl motionlessly.

Seeing how skinny she was, Li Shuming softened his heart and handed the bowl to her.

"Yaya, come and have some stewed vegetables."

Li Yaya was waiting for these words. She immediately picked up a few of the largest pieces of offal from the bowl and stuffed them into her mouth. She took the rest in her hand and ran away without even saying thank you.

Li Shuming felt heartbroken when he saw that there was only a small empty corner of the bowl. Even if it was just offal, it was not something that ordinary people could eat every meal.

No wonder Jiang Jiang, such an open-minded girl, no longer lets Li Yaya eat for free. Isn't this her own fault?

The next day at noon, Jiang Jiang brought someone back to the village from the town and went straight to Li Shuming's house.

"Everyone! Everyone! Gather at the village gate! The grain collectors are here!"