Mu Wanning and her elder stepsister were reborn.
In their previous life, she married into a fallen marquis' household with paltry dowry.
Her stepsister married the King of Pingxi wi...
This time it wasn't as bad as the last time, but Mu Wanting still has some skill.
But she knew they couldn't withstand hunger. If they couldn't resist eating, they would soon be targeted by the refugees and robbed. In her previous life, twenty or thirty convicts had been trampled to death by these refugees, not to mention those who were injured.
Murong Rong summoned Cui Liu and asked her to spread the word among the refugees that Mu Wanting had food.
Mu Wanting was on her way when she saw that a large number of refugees had gathered around her, and she couldn't help but frown.
Looking at Murong Rong, who was leisurely waiting to watch the show, he had a rough guess in his mind.
She hit Murong Rong in the knee with a pebble, and as Murong Rong fell to the ground, several pieces of osmanthus cake fell out.
Murong Rong immediately bent down and picked it up, and when the refugees saw this, their eyes lit up and they all moved closer to Murong Rong.
Murong Rong already had a leg injury, and this time, being pushed and shoved by those refugees aggravated her injury.
In the end, she had no choice but to give all the food she had on her to the refugees, which finally calmed the riot.
Murong Rong was so angry that her eyes turned red. It should have been Mu Wanting who was being snatched away, so why did it become her?
Mu Wanting, on the other hand, was quite content. Now that Murong Rong was no longer causing trouble, she felt much more comfortable.
Soon, they came across an uninhabited mansion and immediately went inside.
The refugees followed them inside.
Two thousand refugees, plus more than two hundred convicts, were crammed into a house, with no place for anyone to even lie down.
The prisoners were starving, and even Chen's mother fainted from hunger.
When Mu Wanting saw that this wouldn't work, she immediately called Shen Xinglan over and discussed her ideas with him.
Shen Xinglan said, "This is a good idea."
Mu Wanting stood up, her eyes fixed firmly on the exiled prisoners.
"Gentlemen, I have a way to get food. But the condition is that everyone must take the food in an orderly manner and not push or shove. Otherwise, I will stop distributing food until everyone throws out the person who disrupts the order before I continue distributing food."
The starving and dizzy refugees thought they had misheard and looked at Mu Wanting in disbelief.
Mu Wanting continued speaking.
"Please believe me, if you disagree, please stand up and leave this house."
At this moment, no one objected to having food, and everyone looked at Mu Wanting as if she were their savior.
Mu Wanting said, "I am familiar with this house. I need a few strong refugees to help me go in and get food. Of course, if there is any unusual activity, I will not hesitate to take action."
Ma Dazhuang agreed and sent Su Yu as his representative.
Upon hearing that they could access food, the refugees immediately stood up. Mu Wanting selected a few who looked strong and honest, and then led Shen Xinglan into the house.
After that, they found the secret passage with practiced ease and continued downwards.
The refugees kept muttering behind them, unable to believe that there could be food in such a place.
Once they reached the outside of a secret room, Mu Wanting said, "There will be a trap next. I will go in and disable it before everyone goes in."
The group of refugees looked at each other, bewildered: "How do we know if you're trying to escape?"
Mu Wanting chuckled, and the refugee blushed, realizing that what he had said was quite funny.
Mu Wanting doesn't owe them anything. She's free; if she wanted to run away, she would have already done so. Even if she runs away now, he can't say anything.
So everyone waited outside, while Mu Wanting went in, turned off the mechanism, and then entered the empty secret room to take out several days' worth of food from her spatial storage.
Only then did Mu Wanting let the group in.
Upon seeing so much food, a refugee's eyes lit up, and he rushed towards the grain.
Mu Wanting slapped him to the ground.
"Do you remember what I said before?"
Not only that refugee, but all the other refugees were stunned.
Before Mu Wanting made her move, they hadn't expected her to have such skills.
Only then did they believe it, but they dared not cause any trouble.
They all nodded in agreement.
Afterwards, Mu Wanting arranged for everyone to carry the food and place it in the outer hall of the house. When the refugees tried to scramble for it, Mu Wanting held a torch in her hand.
"Since I dare to take it out, I will share it with you. If you try to rob it, I will burn all the grain and no one will get any."
Those refugees were disobedient and wanted to go further.
Mu Wanting threw the torch directly onto the grain.
The refugees cried out and tried to come forward.
Mu Wanting lashed out with her whip at the front of the refugees, her eyes sharp and fierce.
"I'll say it one last time: if you listen to me, everyone will get some; if you don't listen, nobody will get any."
The convicts rarely saw Mu Wanting so assertive; she not only intimidated the refugees but also the convicts.
Ma Dazhuang was stunned for a moment.
Mu Wanting said, "Bring water to put out the fire."
Mu Wanting knew exactly what was going on. The fire had only burned a small amount of grain, about two or three kilograms, but it was enough to deter the refugees, so it was worth it.
Mu Wanting then looked at several more female refugees.
"There's a kitchen here, come with me to make some porridge."
Then he called a few stronger refugees down into the secret passage to move grain.
"The rest of the refugees, retreat to the courtyard."
Murong Rong laughed mockingly.
Why should I listen to you?
Mu Wanting took out the house deed and land deed.
"Why should I? Because this house and this land belong to me."
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