"A low-level false god?" Staring intently at the old man behind the Lin family villagers, he indeed saw a faint black aura emanating from the old man's brow.

"Yes, but this old man has only made initial contact with the followers of that false god. If he continues to make contact and does what that follower says, things will get really bad."

After all, false gods don't have the ability to absorb faith; they can only compensate in other ways.

For example, the national advisor of that neighboring country would take a part of the believer's body.

Yu Luo guessed, "Is it a deity related to granting children?"

Speaking of this, she suddenly thought of the book where Lin Anniang was, where the female protagonist gave birth to eight babies, all of them boys. Could it be related to this low-level false god?

"Should I be more careful?"

The system voice praised, "You are very perceptive and are indeed a god in this field, but this is only a low-level false god. Why be careful?"

"If you want to solve it, wait until you are promoted to a trainee god, then have your followers go with you and directly extract his power."

"These low-level false gods are usually disorganized and easily defeated, and are unlikely to achieve anything great."

The system's voice gradually became sluggish.

Yu Luo: "..."

The system had been giving her lots of reminders, so she thought it was a cautious system, but it turns out the most careful and vigilant one was herself.

She decisively extracted a tiny bit of power, instantly marking the old woman, and then used the megaphone to remind Lin Anniang and Old Lady Gongsun.

The procession from Linjia Village suddenly stopped.

"Ancestor, what's going on?" a villager from Linjia Village asked.

Grandma Gongsun glanced behind her without making a sound, then shook her head: "It's nothing, but you should pay more attention to Dahe Village next door in the future."

A group of people nodded in agreement.

None of them noticed that Madam An had disappeared from the crowd.

Meanwhile, Xiuxiu and Zhuzhu ran over to Ning Xiangqiao and teased the child in her arms.

Having received instructions from the gods, Lin Anniang secretly concealed herself and followed them to Dahe Village.

Her movements were so light that even if someone noticed her, she would quickly jump up a tree and easily follow the old woman to the side of a courtyard.

The old woman's son went straight in, and a woman's weak voice could be heard from inside.

The old woman outside didn't go over; instead, she quietly went to another courtyard.

Not long after, the two old women came out together. They called over a few other women from the village and went to the riverbank in Dahe Village to wait for the ferryman to come.

Lin Anniang realized that this was the road to the county town, and decisively got on the ferry after the ferryman had seen the group off.

However, after they arrived in the county town, the group got separated and became difficult to track down.

Lin Anniang followed the familiar old woman to the vicinity of a courtyard, and then there was no further movement.

She waited for a long time but no one came out. She didn't go to the roof to check, but secretly memorized the address and quickly left.

Having arrived here, the mission was complete. Since the Mountain Goddess hadn't said what to do next, she naturally wouldn't act rashly.

Lin Anniang didn't rush back. She wandered around the county town, carefully checking the situation, and then went to the grain shop.

"Boss, how much is a bushel of coarse grains?"

Since she was going to stock up on food soon anyway, she took the opportunity to ask about the price of grain.

"Thirty-five coins a bushel." The shopkeeper gestured.

"Why is it so expensive? It's gone up by five coins again? If it's gone up by five coins per dou, then a shi of grain will cost fifty coins more?"

Lin Anniang had just bought it not long ago, and she remembered it vividly. How could the price have suddenly gone up?

The shopkeeper waved his hand: "If you're not buying, then move aside. This winter is so cold, who knows what will happen next year? Anyway, this grain is always easy to sell."

Lin Anniang frowned, then went to look around and found that most grain shops had the same price.

Could it be that news of a potential disaster has spread? But no one could tell from their faces; on the contrary, the grain merchants were very assertive.

"Alas, you don't know, every year around this time they collectively raise prices. The biggest grain merchants in the county are all in cahoots, and we can only suffer in silence!" An old woman, hunched over, spat at one of the grain shops.

Lin Erluo was the one who usually went to buy rice. Lin Anniang really didn't know about all the intricacies involved. After thinking about it, she decided to go back first.

"Madam An, have you found out anything?" After returning home, Old Madam Gongsun also came to see her.

Lin Anniang shook her head. Her hearing had improved a lot after being blessed by the Mountain Goddess, but she still couldn't hear any sound from the courtyard.

The Mountain Goddess instructed her not to alert the enemy, so this was the extent of her investigation.

This wasn't the first time Old Lady Gongsun had encountered people who pressured their daughters-in-law to compete for grandchildren. If it weren't for the Mountain Goddess's reminder, she really wouldn't have paid special attention to such matters.

Because this is the norm in the world, if you try to help, you might just incur resentment.

“When the young men in the village go to buy grain, I tell them to always remember to carry the sachets given to them by the Mountain Goddess.”

Grandma Gongsun's voice was also full of emotion. She never expected that there were so many miraculous beings in the world. If she hadn't worshipped the Mountain Goddess and become her believer, how could she have discovered these things?

After Lin Anniang finished speaking, she brought up the price of grain.

Grandma Gongsun frowned for a moment, then quickly relaxed.

“I have already contacted the grain merchant in Chongzhou, the traveling merchant I told you about before. Chongzhou is rich in land, and the grain is cheaper there than here. He will bring the grain over, and we can buy it together.”

The old lady at the company was determined to secure that batch of grain; if the village couldn't raise enough money, she planned to contribute some of it herself.

"I just hope the price of grain in the county doesn't keep rising, otherwise ordinary people won't be able to afford it and will starve to death," Lin Anniang sighed.

She knew all too well what it felt like to be starving.

"Mom, Mom, you're back!" Lin Xiu ran over, pulling her younger sister along.

Behind her was Ning Xiangqiao, who was holding her daughter and leading her son.

"Mom, let me tell you, when we went up the mountain yesterday, Uncle came back with my cousin Lian. They left with two big bags of grain and went around telling people that we were just talking nonsense!"

Lin Xiuqi's cheeks were chubby.

She had just seen an aunt from the next village, but that woman cursed her, calling her a liar and a troublemaker!

If her sister hadn't held her back, she would have kicked down the other party's door!