The joy of a bountiful harvest filled everyone's hearts, and amidst this lively scene, a cold and aloof man, completely out of place among the crowd, quietly arrived.

The bountiful harvest these days has indeed caught the attention of many people, but it is extremely rare to see someone like this man so openly walking into the crowd and chatting with everyone.

A man with a somewhat honest face huddled together with this cold-looking man.

"Sir, you don't seem to be a local. Did you come here just to join in the fun?"

Hua Ruocheng nodded and said, "Weren't you harvesting grain before? Why does it look like a festival now?"

The man scratched his head and said, "Our village chief said that we can have a big banquet on the first day after the harvest every year, to celebrate the hard work of the year."

Hua Ruocheng became interested. Logically speaking, the harvest festival is fixed every year. Now that they mentioned it casually, could it be that they are going to celebrate a new festival?

Hua Ruocheng had just arrived today, but the information he gleaned from the crowd surprised him greatly.

Because it sounds too dreamlike. Yes, the word "dreamlike" is not an exaggeration, whether it's the total amount of grain Ning Ye harvested this time, Ning Ye's role, or Ning Ye's image in everyone's mind.

All of this was the work of a young boy from the mountains. That's right, in the Qin Dynasty, men were considered to have reached adulthood only after they turned eighteen.

Ning Ye, on the other hand, will only be considered to have come of age after the New Year.

"Brother, do you know what the name of the person who took you in back then was?"

"You've come to the right person. They may not know, but I do. After all, I've met that gentleman before. Ning Ye, Young Master Ning, is a truly good person."

Hua Ruocheng's eyes flickered slightly. He had initially been interested in the lively atmosphere, but now he was even more interested in Ning Ye.

Hua Ruocheng simply couldn't believe that someone who enjoyed such high popularity and was even mentioned and promoted by Wang Mingyuan was truly a useless pawn.

"Brother, do you know where that person in charge is right now? Would it be convenient for you to tell me?"

The honest-looking man casually pointed in a direction, "When I came over just now, Young Master Ning was leading a group of people to distribute grain over there. If you want to go, just follow this road."

The deeper Hua Ruocheng went, the more he realized he had underestimated the village. It was entirely made of earth and stone with a small amount of wood, yet it seemed so indestructible.

Once you handle it, you can feel its hard texture. What exactly is this grayish-white stuff? Why is it so hard?

Several open spaces were specially designed within Qingmei Village to provide these villagers with places to pass the time when they have nothing to do. Of course, some of the necessary amenities are not yet available.

Just over two months ago, they were still in a state of displacement and hardship, but now someone cares about whether they can settle down and live a peaceful life here, which is already very important.

Ning Ye naturally chose the largest square to distribute the grain. The total amount had already been calculated, and delivering the real grain to people's hands was a completely different experience.

Everyone came to the grain distribution point with their families and bags in tow, their eyes filled with anticipation as they watched the grain flowing from the huge wooden container, all of which had already been prepared.

Lin Qinshu and the others called out names in an orderly manner, and everyone was able to receive the full amount of food they were entitled to.

Ning Ye was naturally very at ease with his own people, but he was not so at ease with others. So he directly took Wang Wu on a tour. If any of these visiting elders had even the slightest idea of ​​lining their own pockets, Ning Ye would not be lenient with them.

Moreover, trying to steal something from your own territory is probably harder than climbing to heaven.

Those who have received their grain can take it home and wait for the festival to begin that evening. Of course, the place has already been decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, so it's not a bad idea to start enjoying it now, since Ningye just bought a lot of wine.

Today, anyone who comes can get a free bottle of drinks and have a good time.

People who already had skills will be allowed to open shops together, since a village cannot survive solely by growing food.

All the joy is contained within a single day, allowing them to remember this day more clearly and intensely. Other people's holidays ultimately belong to others, but now they have their own holidays.

When the food actually falls into their own hands, everyone's smile can be said to come from the bottom of their heart.

Ning Ye was also very happy because these people had really come back to life. They were no longer like walking corpses, but real, living people.

Soon, Hua Ruocheng also found the place. When he saw that Ning Ye was genuinely distributing food to these people, his eyes showed a hint of approval. After all, anyone can talk the talk, but how many people can actually walk the walk?

"You must be Young Master Ning. Would Young Master Ning be willing to have a few words with me?"

Ning Ye glanced at Hua Ruocheng and sized him up. Judging from his clothes and demeanor, this person was definitely not from here. However, he spoke politely, so he probably didn't come here to cause trouble.

"Sir, since you are a guest, I will naturally not refuse if you wish to have a chat. But I wonder where you would like to talk?"

Hua Ruocheng gestured for them to proceed and led them to a relatively secluded spot.

Wang Wu originally wanted to follow, but Ning Ye refused, after all, he was confident that if even Qingmei Village was not safe, then there was no safe place here.

Seeing that no one was around, Hua Ruocheng said, "Young Master Ning, although this is our first meeting, I have heard your name from acquaintances before. Meeting you today, I can see that you are no ordinary person."

Ning Ye suddenly had an old joke pop into his head: "Why am I not a mortal? Am I some kind of immortal?"

Hua Ruocheng frowned slightly. He didn't particularly like this person with some problems with his mouth, but he chose to tolerate it for now.

“Young Master Ning, I am not joking. I may be speaking to you today on behalf of an old friend. Do you really want to talk to me like this?”