At this time, Lin Feng walked to Lao Huang and got close to the horse to observe. He found that the horse's skin was broken where it was tied to the frame. Whenever the horse walked, the straps would rub against the wound.

Lin Feng adjusted the position of the straps and said to Lao Huang, "Try to make it walk again!"

Old Huang waved the whip, and the horse moved!

The group traveled for another half an hour and finally arrived at the ruined temple when it was completely dark.

After they parked the carriage, Lao Gou and Lao Huang busied themselves feeding and giving water to the animals that had been pulling the carriage all day.

Lin Feng took out a candle from his luggage, lit it and handed it to Li Yan: "Take it and don't walk around. I'll go outside to pick up some firewood." After that, he led the two of them out.

Upon hearing this, Dayong and Zhou Xun followed Lin Feng to help.

Several people began to look for branches that could be burned nearby in the moonlight.

Li Yan used the candlelight in her hand to run to the carriage and find the bag that Lin had packed for her.

At noon, everyone just had some dry food. Now that they were resting, Li Yan planned to use the fire to cook some millet porridge to warm everyone's stomach.

Li Yan used the prepared ceramic pot to scoop out the millet and simply rinsed it with the water in the water bag.

After all the preparations were completed, Dayong and Zhou Xunxian returned to the dilapidated temple with firewood.

After lighting the firewood, Li Yan used two branches to make a simple support and hung the pottery jar over the fire.

The dilapidated temple was quiet at night, and the crackling sound of firewood burning in the fire could be heard.

Soon, several people who had gone out to collect firewood walked into the dilapidated temple with firewood in their arms. Lin Feng put down the firewood in his hand and asked Li Yan, "Where are the Yang brothers?"

Li Yan: "They said to look around. When you went out, you followed them. Didn't you see them?"

Just as Li Yan finished speaking, the Yang brothers came back with two wild pheasants in their hands.

Yang Dalang shook the pheasant in his hand and said, "The fire is ready. We can have a snack tonight!"

Lao Huang and Lao Gou had also finished feeding the animals and were sitting around the fire. "Where's the boss? Why can't I see him?"

After Lin Feng left, Boss Lu also took Wang Er out to collect firewood!

Wang Er leaned over to his cousin and whispered, "Brother, did you see all those herbs that Lin Feng brought in? It looked like quite a lot! Did he tell you how to split the profits?"

Looking at his silent cousin, Wang Er continued to exaggerate, "Brother, I think that kid no longer cares about you as his boss. He doesn't even consider who led him into this business in the first place."

Boss Lu stopped and said, "Alright! Stop wasting time and get to work!"

Wang Er curled his lips and said, "You're just protecting him. Look at the two men under him. They only have eyes for him! If you continue to indulge him like this, we won't know whose surname this caravan will take!"

Boss Lu actually had some ideas in his mind. Lin Feng was capable, righteous, and never dragged his feet in doing things. He gradually gained prestige in this small team.

Wang Er looked at his cousin who was frowning and thinking, and the corner of his mouth curled up. He just couldn't stand Lin Feng. When he was around, he always had to lean back. He had long wanted to drive Lin Feng away and take the second seat in the caravan, but he had never found an opportunity.

Now Lin Feng has a group of family members with him. If he does anything that is detrimental to the interests of the caravan, and Wang Er continues to fan the flames, it will only be a matter of time before Lin Feng is driven away. Thinking of this, Wang Er couldn't help but feel very good.

When Boss Lu led Wang Er back to the dilapidated temple with firewood, Li Yan's millet porridge was already cooked.