Wang Hongjie jumped down from under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village. Just as he was thinking about going to the broadcasting room to notify the villagers to distribute supplies, he saw a large crowd of people running towards him.

When Wang Hongjie saw this situation, he became anxious and quickly stood in front of everyone and shouted loudly.

"Don't run away, be careful not to scare the donkey."

There were supplies all over there. If they were wasted, he would drive all of them out of the village.

When everyone heard this, they braked.

The people behind didn't hear what Wang Hongjie said for a while, and they all rushed forward.

Several people were knocked to the ground.

"What are you doing? Can you be more steady?" Wang Hongjie frowned when he saw this scene.

Shan Yazi, who was standing nearby, looked at their village chief who had regained his prestige and laughed secretly.

If he had not witnessed the embarrassing side of their village chief during this trip, he would have been frightened to the point of being speechless.

But he naturally wouldn't expose Wang Hongjie.

"Dad, we are very anxious. Have you sold all the herbs? How much did you sell them for?" Wang Qingshan couldn't help but ask first.

"Useless thing, you still want to take over my job?" Wang Hongjie glared at Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan scratched his head embarrassedly.

Wang Hongjie turned his gaze to the villagers in front of him again, a rare gentle smile appeared on his face, and he moved to the side.

At this moment, all the villagers saw the donkey cart filled with supplies.

Everyone's eyes widened.

"Dad, then..." Wang Qingshan was speechless as he looked at the pile of supplies.

"We earned a total of two hundred yuan on this trip to the city, but our bus tickets and accommodation to the city cost us five yuan, so in total we earned one hundred and ninety-five yuan." Wang Hongjie's voice was loud and clear, and these words reached almost everyone's ears.

"What? Two hundred yuan? We actually earned so much money?" The villagers couldn't believe it.

"Village chief, you are not lying to us, are you? Are the bags on the donkey cart filled with stones and weeds?"

Maybe happiness came too suddenly, so everyone started to doubt themselves at this time.

After all, they have had this beautiful dream too many times and are too afraid that it will all be in vain.

Wang Hongjie also knew what everyone was thinking and did not blame them. He just continued.

"I know everyone is in financial difficulty right now, so I decided to have the county exchange all the remaining money for supplies. Now all of you line up in small groups. The group leaders come here to receive the supplies for your group and then go back to divide them up."

"Are these really supplies? The village chief didn't lie to us?" When everyone heard that they could receive supplies on the spot, they knew that this was not an illusion.

"Why are we still standing there? Team leader, hurry up and line up!" someone exclaimed.

The first person to react was already in the first place, and the others followed immediately.

"Where is the scorer? Bring me the scorebooks for this period." Wang Hongjie shouted again.

During this month, each group will be scored based on how well they complete their tasks.

The supplies must also be distributed according to this ratio.

The scorer immediately took out the scorebook and handed it to Wang Hongjie.

In front of all the villagers, Wang Hongjie started to calculate all the supplies with the scorer.

Wang Hongjie went there with the idea of giving everyone something to eat, so everything he bought was enough to fill their stomachs.

More than half of a donkey cart is filled with brown rice. After all, brown rice is cheap and can help you stay full.

We also bought some meat, but the amount was only enough for each household to taste a little bit of the oiliness.

But with a man as careful with his budgeting as Wang Hongjie, every household can get a lot.

If you save a little and eat only one meal a day, you will be able to get through this winter.

On that day, Wang Hongjie distributed supplies with the villagers until late at night.

None of the villagers complained of being sleepy or tired; everyone had a very happy look on their face.

It is simply more joyful than the distribution of food every once in a while.