Thrown Into the Wolf’s Den! Zaizai Holds Space In His Hands To Survive the Disaster Year

The man with the mustache said excitedly: "That's right, my little boss, I didn't expect to see you here."

 Then he turned around and gave instructions to all the victims.

 “Put down your weapons!”

This man was probably the leader among the victims. As soon as he spoke, the victims really listened.

Seeing this, Shen Ningning also made an invitation: "Uncle, you have been so busy all the way, let's sit down and talk."

When passing by Ye Changyi, the little guy whispered: "Ask the servants to take all the sweet potatoes to the kitchen and make a big pot of porridge to serve them."

Ye Changyi’s eyes widened.

 Want to entertain these victims?

But seeing that Shen Ningning had already brought the man into the house, she had no choice but to follow the little guy's instructions and go down.

The victims were very happy when they heard that they would have hot meals to eat.

They all honestly found a sheltered position from the wind, rubbed their hands and sat down to wait.

Jiang Zhi followed Shen Ningning into the house and protected her.

The man with the mustache told the story of the bitterness along the way.

His surname is Zhang, and he is a well-known wealthy businessman in Nanzhou. Because his clan is a member of the Liu family, people call him Mr. Zhang Liu.

 At first, he and the wealthy businessmen who came to the capital returned to Nanzhou with the fruits sold by Shen Ningning.

 The fruit received a good response and sold very well.

 So just after the New Year, he wanted to come to the capital to buy fruits from Shen Ningning.

 But those wealthy businessmen all had families and were unwilling to set out immediately.

The man with the mustache had few relatives left in his family, so he set off with his merchant ship just after the sixth day of the Lunar New Year.

Unexpectedly, when I arrived near Gyeonggi just after spring, I encountered heavy snow unexpectedly.

 For two months, he was forced to wait in the inn.

All the money I brought with me was spent.

 Later, the inns were closed because they had no supplies.

He was forced to live on the streets and fought with wild dogs for a bite to eat.

 Finally, he headed towards the capital with a group of disaster victims. He wanted to find an opportunity to return to Nanzhou.

 But how is his current appearance different from that of a beggar?

 Zhang Liuye shook his head and sighed, holding the hot tea handed over by Shen Ningning in his hand.

“When I first started living with these disaster victims, they were very disorganized and I suffered a lot.”

“Later, I discovered that they were like a group of uncivilized savages who needed a leader.”

“So I used a little cleverness and became their temporarily trusted steward.”

“We all thought that it would be fine if we entered the capital, and the emperor would not leave us alone.”

“However, when we first arrived near the outskirts of Beijing and approached the Taiyu Mountains, we encountered a group of city guards. They refused to listen to our explanation and insisted on treating us as victims of trouble and killing us all.”

“We are all a group of defenseless people, without food or water, covered with diseases, and yet we still suffer such injustice.”

 Speaking of this, Mr. Zhang Liu slapped the table angrily.

He said: "We can only escape, but in this vast mountain, we can't go anywhere."

“I just arrived at the foot of the mountain and heard that there was a noble house up there, so I wanted to rush up to try my luck.”

“We no longer dare to think about going to Beijing. We just want to have a place where we can eat and not be cold.”

Shen Ningning pursed her pink lips, her face looking serious.

She told the truth: "Uncle Zhang, we are also on a temporary trip and come here to stay temporarily."

“Not only was there not much food, but there was also no extra clothing.”

“Moreover, the situation in the capital is not optimistic. Just like outside the city, people are freezing to death every day.”

“Even the aristocratic family is no exception. This cold disaster came too suddenly, and no one was prepared. So even if you can enter the city, I’m afraid you won’t get the care you deserve.”

Mr. Zhang Liu was a little startled: "It turns out that the imperial court is almost overwhelmed with care for itself."

When he said this, the hunger and cold along the way finally prompted the seven-foot-tall man to shed tears.

 “I can never go back to Nanzhou again.”

Without entering the city, he could not get the money, and without the money, he could not travel.

Shen Ningning reassured: "It's not so absolute."

"I can help Uncle Zhang enter the city, but it's easy to help you alone. How to deal with so many victims?" The little guy's words made Mr. Zhang Liu fall into silence.

Although he is a businessman, he should give up trouble when necessary.

 However, along the way, what happened to the victims was also his experience.

 When he suffers, all living beings suffer too.

 Zhang Liuye could not bear to leave them alone.

“Little boss, I see that you are also a capable person. You must have some skills. Can you give me some advice?”

Shen Ningning glanced outside.

Ye Changyi and his servants were eating sweet potato porridge with the group of victims in Zhangluo.

Several ladies also calmed down from their panic and helped distribute bowls and spoons.

This group of people suddenly stopped making trouble when they had enough to eat. Instead, they regained their sanity and knew how to express gratitude.

 Shen Ningning withdrew her gaze.

"I can help you, but I don't want you to go to Beijing together."

“I need you to take them out of here and back to Nanzhou.”

Mr. Zhang Liu’s eyebrows twitched: “But my little boss, do you know that although Nanzhou is located in the south of the Yangtze River, it has already been snowing heavily.”

“Although it’s not as serious as the capital city, it’s still littered with corpses and the snow is deep.”

“My business is not guaranteed. If I take them back, how can I be responsible for their livelihood?”

 Shen Ningning's face lit up with a bright light.

“Let me show you something.” She said and asked Jiang Zhi to bring her sweet potato vines.

Pointing to the small vine seedlings in the flowerpot, Shen Ningning said: "The vitality is here."

 Zhang Liuye traveled all over the country and never saw anything.

He looked at it and said with some surprise: "How can sweet potato seedlings survive in such a cold weather?"

Shen Ningning nodded: "This is raised from my sweet potato seedlings, so it is slightly more cold-resistant than ordinary ones."

"However, it is too cold in Beijing and they grow slowly. In comparison, Nanzhou is much better."

“I hope you will take this back to Nanzhou and train the victims to grow sweet potatoes.”

“Uncle Zhang, once this is done, you won’t have to worry about food.”

“This is a good thing that can benefit people all over the world with just one grit of teeth, but it requires time and hard work.”

 Zhang Liuye was silent for a long time.

 He nodded: "Looking to the imperial court for relief is never a long-term solution."

“I understand what Xiaodong means, which is to let me figure out my own way out.”

"It's just that this road is destined to be difficult. However, I have been doing business so far. What difficulties have I not experienced? As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will try."

 “But my young boss, aren’t you afraid that I won’t come back?”

Shen Ningning laughed: "If Uncle Zhang is really such a person, he will not be reluctant to leave those victims behind."

 Zhang Liuye secretly praised the intelligence of the little girl in front of him.

 The two of them immediately agreed.

Shen Ningning gave him a hundred sweet potato vines and asked him to take them back to Nanzhou to cultivate them.

They will also provide him with money and help him return from the capital to Nanzhou.

Moreover, I plan to ask for grace from the emperor to allow them to pass through customs along the way.

 And Zhang Liuye’s promise is that sweet potatoes will definitely be cultivated.

Furthermore, in the first three years, he will use these sweet potatoes to provide disaster relief and will never use them to obtain money.

 The two hit it off immediately.

At the end of the sentence, Mr. Zhang Liu said again: "I wonder, my little boss, have you ever heard of the rumors about the lucky girl Shen from the capital?"

“If you recognize her, can you recommend her?”

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