Era: After foreseeing the future, I changed my fate using spatial abilities.

Chapter 50 Moving
Qin Guangzong went back to the oxcart to retrieve the scales, while Qin Dafeng circled the area, lost in thought, his eyes unfathomable.

After glancing at her, he quickly dismissed those thoughts and returned to normal.

He began to intentionally or unintentionally create artificial traces around the area, and even instructed his nephew to move the weight back and forth irregularly during weighing.

He didn't know what Su Ning was hiding, or who she was trading with or how these things were done. As long as it didn't harm the country or the people, what was wrong with him cleaning up the mess for her as her uncle?
The fiery clouds hanging diagonally on the horizon illuminated the entire Fengzhuling Ridge with a radiant glow.

A cool mountain breeze rustled through the bamboo leaves.

Sweat dripped down before they could be wiped away, soaking the front and back of the busy people.

Qin Dafeng and his two companions were indeed skilled workers, cooperating perfectly. One weighed the items, another repackaged them, and the last person carried them.

Su Ning, who was ordered to sit aside due to her 'injury', was restless and could only stare blankly. She clenched her hands and looked helpless.

She has a faster, more effective, and less tiring method, but she can't use it openly.

"What's wrong with Ningning? Did a nail grow on her butt?"

Out of the corner of his eye, Qin Dafeng caught sight of her, stood up, wiped his face, and chuckled as he made a joke.

"Don't worry, we'll finish this job in no time. Just sit back and relax, it won't delay the handover!"

Uncle, she's not worried about whether she'll make it in time.

Responding with a wry smile, Su Ning waved her hand, "Uncle Qin, I'm not worried!"

"Hahaha, that's the right thing to do not worry!"

I've already decided that any extras besides the tasks on the to-do list and what I promised Fu Jiaming will be a hidden perk for Uncle Qin and the other two helping out this time.

She estimated that there were at most two or three hundred catties of grain, and perhaps even less fruit, but these would be just right for giving as gifts.

"Hiss~ Crack~"

Ok?
There seemed to be strange noises coming from the other side of the hillside. Seeing Uncle Qin and the others busy at work, Su Ning stood up and slowly walked up the slope.

There was a child, about five or six years old, barefoot, scraping something at the bottom of a bamboo with a sharpened bamboo stick, and then carefully putting it into a bamboo tube with a wooden stopper next to him.

The child seemed startled by the noise and turned around, only breathing a sigh of relief when he saw that it was a beautiful older sister.

At this moment, Su Ning also saw clearly what was in the bamboo strip in her hand; it turned out to be brown insects.

Neither of them spoke. One tilted his head, looking at them with a puzzled expression, while the other continued to struggle with his hands, mumbling and scratching.

"Do you... want to eat some too?"

As if she was being stared at intently, the little guy finally felt uncomfortable and spoke first.

The voice lacked the clear, bright quality of a child's voice; instead, it was low and hoarse, like that of an old woman. She spoke haltingly, as if she didn't speak often, making it sound very difficult.

But... what did she say, eat?
Are they being caught not for medicine, but for food?

"I...shall share some...with you?"

"Thank you, but no need."

—If it's not for bamboo worms, then why are you here?
Understanding the gleaming meaning in those big eyes, Su Ning smiled, and the dimples at the corners of her mouth appeared faintly.

There are hardly any houses in Fengzhuling, so the sudden appearance of this child, who was supposedly catching insects to eat, did pique her curiosity.

However, since the little one didn't seem too welcoming and appeared quite afraid of being disturbed, she didn't ask any more questions and turned to leave.

The moment I left, the image of the 'helpful' old lady who had given me directions suddenly flashed through my mind.

Su Ning paused, turned her head and glanced back, then descended the slope with a somewhat strange expression.

"what happened?"

"Uncle Qin, do you eat insects here?"

"You mean the bamboo weevil that lives on bamboo, right? Those things are delicious roasted or fried and served as a snack with drinks~"

Qin Dafeng glanced behind her, but couldn't see anything due to the slope. "Did someone catch and eat bamboo worms?"

"Ningwa, if you want to try some, I'll have Gouwa and the others catch a whole basin of them tomorrow. Your auntie's fried bamboo worms are made from these!"

As he spoke, Qin Dacang smiled and gave a thumbs-up with one hand.

"No, no, I just saw a kid talking about catching and eating insects and I was a little curious!"

"Hahahaha~"

"Hehehe!"

Seeing her waving her hands and shaking her head in resistance, yet also looking extremely nervous that Qin Dacang was really going to feed her the bugs, Qin Dafeng and the other two were amused and couldn't help but laugh.

People who haven't eaten it before might feel disgusted and scared looking at the dark, fried insects.

But in the village, during those years of natural disasters, people would eat anything, let alone insects. Delicious things like bamboo worms and cicadas were unthinkable back then. "Ningning, don't be afraid. Bamboo worms, especially the larvae and pupae, are really delicious!"

As he spoke, he slurped his saliva and cheerfully promised, "After the autumn harvest is over, I'll go into the bamboo forest to catch one for you!"

Su Ning, who seemed unable to escape this insect feast despite remaining silent, said: Well, thank you, okay?

"Hahaha, we'll talk about the pupae and stuff next time. Ningning, come and see these goods."

"As you said, grain is in bags of 100 jin each, and fruit is in baskets of 100 jin each. After deducting the total amount you mentioned, there are still 320 jin of rice and 100 jin of mixed fruit left."

It was roughly in line with her budget, and Su Ning told them to put the extras aside and remember to put them back on the oxcart later.

Qin Dafeng and the others didn't think much of it and readily agreed, saying that if they had forgotten anything, they wouldn't forget the grain.

"Uncle Qin, you should rest for a bit. The truck won't arrive for a little while."

After glancing at his watch, Su Ning took the military green cloth bag that he had been using to conceal his identity from behind his back and brought it to the front, then reached out and pulled out several buns the size of an adult's fist.

Before coming, I rushed through a few bites of food, but after working for two hours, I was really hungry.

Qin Dafeng and the other two genuinely treated her like family, so they didn't stand on ceremony and readily accepted the steamed buns, squatting down to eat them heartily.

She only remembered to prepare some food but forgot about water. Seeing that Qin Guangzong was eating so fast that he choked and stretched his neck, she could only feel annoyed.

After all, the bag is only so big. With several large buns already stuffed in, how could it possibly fit such a large army green water bottle?

"Even if this big meat bun smells delicious, you have to eat it slowly, or you'll choke to death, you brat!"

He glared at him irritably, then Qin Dafeng stretched out his large, fan-like hand and slapped him repeatedly on the back.

Qin Guangzong, who was nearly choked to death but almost beaten to death by his own uncle, cried out: "Dear uncle, please have mercy!"

The biological father, Qin Dacang, chuckled and didn't think anything was wrong. If he hadn't been so slow, he would have helped out too.

Hearing the noise, Qin Dafeng quickly finished the steamed bun in his hand. "Ningning's car is here!"

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Su Ning stood up and walked to the side of the road, where he indeed saw a large truck slowly pulling up in his direction.

"Officer Su?"

"Master Hao, it's me!"

After answering loudly, Su Ning turned around and nodded to Qin Dafeng beside him.

The three who understood immediately began loading the goods onto the truck.

……

It was past 10 p.m. by the time everything was loaded onto the truck.

"Master Hao, please wait a moment."

"Hey, it's no big deal, Officer Su, I'll get in the car and wait for you!"

After he got into the car, Su Ning followed closely behind Qin Dafeng to the pit. "Uncle Qin, Uncle Qin, Brother Guangzong, I have to go back with the car. I'll come to Yong County to see you again next time."

"Be careful on your way back, and drive slowly!"

"The child is still young, yet you worry about him constantly."

Patting her shoulder, Qin Dafeng smiled and nodded in agreement, "Don't worry, your Uncle Qin is driving steadily. Just be careful not to reopen the wound on your back. If you don't have time after the autumn harvest, I'll come to the ancient city to see you!"

"it is good."

After exchanging a few words, Su Ning took out the money they had agreed on earlier and stuffed it into his hand. She then said goodbye to Qin Dacang and his son, and turned to leave under the watchful eyes of the others.

……

Hearing the truck start and drive away, Qin Guangzong realized something was wrong and slapped his forehead hard.

"Uncle, Dad, what should we do with the extra grain and fruit?"

"What do you mean, 'what to do'? Didn't Ningwazi say we should move the oxcart back... Heh~"

Realizing what was happening, Qin Dacang suddenly looked at his older brother, "This?"

"This little fox!"

No wonder he was injured, yet he still ran so fast!
Qin Dafeng shook his head and smiled, then followed their gaze to the bags of grain and fruit baskets on the ground.

"Let's go back first. I'll exchange these three bags of rice for new grain after the autumn harvest and distribution, so she can have some to try."

(End of this chapter)