Reborn to face famine, I brought a space full of supplies!

The matter was settled. No matter what opinion Xiao Yihao had, Jiang Chuyue, who had already gone up the mountain, could not see it.

Jiang Chuyue was lucky when she went up the mountain today. After a while, she found a hundred-year-old ginseng hidden deep in the bushes. She carefully tied a red rope on the ginseng.

He dug out the ginseng successfully. Looking at the hundred-year-old ginseng which was much smaller than the previous thousand-year-old ginseng, he appeared in the space without any hesitation in the next moment.

After finding an inconspicuous spot, he planted the ginseng and watered it with spiritual spring water. Watching the ginseng sprout and grow at a speed visible to the naked eye, Jiang Chuyue patted the soil on his hands with satisfaction.

In the blink of an eye, it was back to its original position.

He picked up the small hoe left on the ground, carried a medium-sized backpack, and continued to go deeper into the mountains.

Along the way, Jiang Chuyue was like a swarm of locusts that had invaded and swept away everything. No herbs were left wherever she went. Medicinal herbs that were of poor age and types that were not available in the space were all planted in the space. The remaining ones were also a considerable number.

"Rumble--"

After a burst of thunder, the sky quickly became gloomy. Jiang Chuyue looked at the not-so-good weather and without hesitation, turned around and went down the mountain. However, although she moved quickly, before she could get down the mountain, heavy rain began to fall down.

Within a few breaths, Jiang Chuyue was completely soaked by the rain. Looking up at the dark clouds, she hesitated for a moment, knowing that the rain would not stop in the short term.

If she remembered correctly, she had found a wooden house on the mountainside when she came here. It might be a place where hunters who went up the mountain to hunt stayed to rest.

Having made up her mind, Jiang Chuyue followed her memory. She had a good memory and found the wooden house without much detours.

Even from a distance, she could see the dim light in the wooden house. Jiang Chuyue struggled to pull her legs out from the soil, wondering: I wonder who is hiding from the rain?

It was not until I got closer that I realized there were actually a few familiar people in the wooden house: Zhang San and the few people who had wanted to bully Jiang Chuyue but were instead poisoned by Jiang Chuyue.

Ever since Zhang San and his companions were taught a lesson by Jiang Chuyue, they have been hiding in a wooden house on the mountain to recuperate. However, they did not expect to run into Jiang Chuyue again on the mountain.

He originally wanted to blackmail and rob the person who came to shelter from the rain, but he never thought that this person turned out to be Jiang Chuyue.

For a moment, the few people who were holding wooden sticks and dragging their bodies that had not yet recovered, looked at Jiang Chuyue's half-smile, grabbed the ground with their toes in embarrassment, and coughed nervously.

"Sister Jiang, you see, we are really destined to meet each other!" Zhang San forced a laugh that was uglier than crying. Jiang Chuyue said nothing, and glanced playfully at the weapons in their hands: wooden sticks and benches.

He walked past Zhang San and the others calmly, and saw that there was not a single bench in the room. He coughed, and then Zhang San, who had come to his senses, raised his hand and patted one of them on the back of the head.

"Sister Jiang wants to sit down, why don't you put the bench down quickly!"

A word woke people up from their dreams. Everyone who was frightened by Jiang Chuyue quickly put all the benches and sticks back in place, and then stood in a row in front of Jiang Chuyue obediently.

It’s not that they were too obedient, but they still remembered Jiang Chuyue’s methods clearly, especially the poison that Jiang Chuyue fed them.

They understood clearly: Jiang Chuyue held their lives in her hands, and they absolutely could not offend her again at this time.

Seeing that Jiang Chuyue sat down and did not speak for a long time, Zhang San took the initiative to explain the situation in a somewhat flattering manner: since they were taught a lesson by Jiang Chuyue, they have been staying in this wooden house on the mountainside to recuperate and have not gone anywhere else.

"What was this wooden house originally used for?" While Jiang Chuyue was listening to Zhang San chattering about their situation in the mountains, her eyes were not idle either, and she also looked around the structure of the wooden house.

The structure of the wooden house is simple, with only a bed, a wooden table and a few benches.

"This place used to be for hunters. If they got injured while hunting in the mountains, they could rest here. But now there are not many people hunting, so this wooden house is empty."

Seeing that Jiang Chuyue seemed to be interested in the wooden house, Zhang San wanted to pour out everything he knew about the wooden house's past like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.

Jiang Chuyue nodded and looked at the wooden house. She couldn't help but feel that this place was far away from human habitation and was indeed a good place. If there was any inconvenience in the mountains in the future, it could be used as a place to stay.

"How are your injuries recovering?"

The sudden concern disrupted the rhythm of Zhang San and others, and they hurriedly replied to the question.

"They are all minor injuries. They will heal in a few days."

Jiang Chuyue knew clearly that they said that because they were afraid of displeased her, she stood up, raised her hand and slapped Zhang San's bruised arm hard. Zhang San immediately grimaced, and before he could recover, he saw Jiang Chuyue's sinister smile.

"This is what happens when you dare to plot against me." She has never been a good person. Zhang San and the others came here to take her life. Jiang Chuyue was already very merciful by leaving them with their lives.

Zhang San, who had been so annoyed by Jiang Chuyue's repeated movements that he dared not even show any temper, tried hard to force out a smile. The lives of him and his brothers were now in Jiang Chuyue's hands. Even if he was dissatisfied, he could only endure it now.

They all understand that when you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

Seeing Zhang San's face twisted in pain yet still forced into a flattering smile, Jiang Chuyue knew that Zhang San was only forced to bow his head due to the situation.

He took out the antidote from the space and threw it in the direction of Zhang San, who subconsciously took the box.

"There is an antidote inside. You must take it when the seven-day period is up. Come back from me after seven days to get the next supply of antidote." Jiang Chuyue had a plan when she found Zhang San and the others.

Zhang San didn't expect Jiang Chuyue to give him the antidote so readily for the first time. He was flattered and didn't know how to react.

"But..." Jiang Chuyue changed the subject and smiled a little nervously.

"Sister Jiang, is there anything you want us to do?" Zhang San thought quickly and knew that there is no such thing as a free lunch, especially since Jiang Chuyue was not an easy person to deal with.

"If I remember correctly, the note you received at that time should have been sent by my second aunt He Hua?"

He Hua's method is straightforward but effective. If Jiang Chuyue really falls into the trap and loses her innocence, her only fate will be to sink into the pond.

Since she had no intention of leaving Jiang Chuyue alive, Jiang Chuyue would naturally not be merciful.