Great Famine Year: Emptied the Enemy's Storehouses, then Fled the Disaster

A tsunami sent Li Ru transmigrating into a book. She arrived at a wedding, but the bride wasn't her?

Her husband was rushing to remarry before she was even dead?! And a great flood was co...

Chapter 21 It's not you who divorces me, but I who divorce you!

"Boss!" Little Li ran behind, only to be smacked on the head by Sun Ergou again. "If anything happens to my sister, you'll be in for a world of hurt!"

Leonardo DiCaprio: ...I'm innocent too!

The fourth leader had no intention of handing Li Ruo over to Song Zhijing; he only wanted to lure Song Zhijing's men away before taking Li Ruo back to General Mountain.

However, when they arrived at Shili Pavilion, Li Ruo asked to be let off because she had important business to attend to and needed to go into the city.

Therefore, when Xie Xiao arrived with his men, Li Ruo had already returned to the city with Song Zhijing's troops.

At this moment, dark clouds rolled in, obscuring the sun, just like Xie Xiao's eyes...

The terrifying sky, the howling wind whipping up fallen leaves, and the dust billowing in the streets finally drew the attention of the people.

"This wind is a bit strange, don't you guys think so?"

"What's so strange about it? After a strong wind comes heavy rain. It hasn't rained for days. Why would we be happy that we don't have to queue for water?"

Just then, a dark mass of things flew over from the horizon. "Holy crap, so many bats!"

"Oh no! Bats are attacking people!"

"Rats! How come there are so many rats on the road all of a sudden..."

More and more people felt this was inappropriate, and they ran around in the wind, discussing it amongst themselves. Some even went to the government office.

"My lord, something terrible has happened! The Ru River has suddenly swelled, the riverbank has breached, and a lot of farmland has been flooded!" The head of the Ministry of Works ran over to report.

Song Zhijing, who was on his way to meet Li Ruo at the city gate, was startled. "When did this happen?"

"It was at noon."

Song Zhijing had no choice but to return to the yamen. He glanced at Li Ruo and said to the centurion, "Keep a close eye on her. She can't leave the mansion even for a moment." He had many questions and wanted to consult her again when he returned.

Li Ru scoffed, "These few lackeys can trap me?"

Not long after returning to the Song residence, she used the excuse of needing to urinate to sneak out over the wall.

She had three things to do upon returning to the city.

First, I spent the 100,000 silver notes I had; 50,000 came from the Song family and 50,000 from the Prince of Runan's mansion.

Second, she had forgotten to give Liao Fusheng money for lamp oil, which was essentially food, when she was in such a hurry to go down the mountain! The flood was coming soon, wouldn't he starve to death? Considering that he was her sister-in-law's cousin and that they had built the house together, she couldn't break her promise.

Third, settle things with Song Zhijing, preferably by eliminating him once and for all.

On the streets, pedestrians and street vendors were in disarray as they tried to avoid the strong winds, but many shops were still open.

The end of the world is almost here, and even if Song Zhi knew she had taken things from his storeroom, there was nothing he could do.

Li Ruo went to the largest grain shop in the city and bought 50,000 taels of grain in one go.

Most of it was flour, with some millet and some rice, averaging one ounce to one shi, which is about 50,000 shi, or about 500,000 jin.

The shop owner didn't have that many, so he had to team up with several other big grain merchants to get enough. They even cleared out the old stock from their warehouses, which made them incredibly happy.

Twenty thousand taels were used to buy cloth.

The 10,000 taels of silver spent on charcoal nearly emptied the shops' inventory.

Twenty thousand taels were spent on various meats and foods. The largest market and restaurant in Yuzhou were busier than ever before.

Everyone was talking excitedly about who that "Sister Hao" wearing a veil was.

Spending 100,000 taels of silver in a day is no easy feat. After working tirelessly until the afternoon, Li Ruo rushed straight to Qingfeng Temple.

When asked, those so-called Taoist priests said that Liao Fusheng had already gone down the mountain.

Judging from their unhurried demeanor, they were probably not persuaded by Liao Fusheng.

"Where did he go?"

"Who knows?" the Taoist priest said irritably.

Li Ru sneered. No wonder Qingfeng Temple was flooded. Even Laozi didn't want these mean-spirited disciples.

Thinking to himself, given Liao Fusheng's kind-hearted nature, perhaps he told his family about the escape before he went back home.

Li Ruozhen didn't want to deal with him anymore, but for some inexplicable reason, she asked several Taoist priests for their addresses, but none of them knew them.

Liao Fusheng, look at them, they say they consider you a friend, but they don't even know where you live in your hometown.

"Let fate decide," Li Ruo thought, and quickly headed back down the mountain.

With a loud bang, lightning flashed and thunder roared.

The dark, swirling clouds in the sky seemed to conceal the mighty army of Yama, ready to claim the lives of all living things.

The streets were already flooded, with water reaching people's ankles.

That's too fast!

However, most people thought it was just an ordinary storm, and the shopkeepers started to close their shops, the vendors packed up their stalls and went home, and the strong wind left the surrounding area in a mess.

It was still drizzling, but the wind was strong.

Li Ruo knew that after the strong winds came torrential rain, and then the floods.

Thinking of all the good things that were swallowed up by the flood, Li Ruo felt a pang of pain in her heart. She had no choice but to work harder and collect as much as she could.

Jewelry shop, hairpins, bracelets, earrings—these are just burdens in the apocalypse, and I'll just throw them away anyway, so I'll collect them.

Antique shops, in the apocalypse these are just cesspools for fish at the bottom of the water, all confiscated.

Ink Treasure Studio, this is simply polluting the environment in this apocalyptic world; not a single drop of ink can remain.

Fabric shops and clothing stores will all rot in the water in the end times; even fish won't eat them, and not a single stitch can be left behind...

Before the shop owner and waiter could react, they found that only a few pillars and doors and windows remained around them.

Passing by Yonghe Money Shop, the original owner remembered that it belonged to the sons of the Prince of Runan, so he decisively took it over! He took everything, leaving not even the doors and windows, except for the shopkeeper's underpants, which shivered in the wind and rain.

In addition, Li Ruo also acquired two pawnshops, a jade shop, and a furniture shop, feeling incredibly satisfied.

We couldn't continue and had to leave quickly. Suddenly, a large group of people surrounded us from the front.

"Found him!" It was the same centurion from before.

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