The whole village is starving, but I have a full warehouse of meat in the mall

Chapter 34 But today, he always wanted to hear Jiang Wan’s opinion.

The best piece of land in the village belongs to the head of the village. How could Jiang Wan steal other people's things? Moreover, in ancient times when food was the most important thing, the land was equivalent to their life.

She said, "I just want that piece of wasteland at the foot of the mountain. This piece of wasteland happens to be where the water flows down. It will definitely become fertile farmland in the future."

The village head immediately agreed: "I'll give it to you based on the price of wasteland, half a dollar per mu, how many mu do you want?"

Jiang Wan smiled and said, "Uncle head of the village, please calculate how much there is. I want 70%." She had to leave some for other villagers to prevent those jealous villains from coming to take over her land.

On the way back, I happened to see the wasteland.

This piece of land is at the foot of the mountain and is covered with dry weeds. Wasteland is the most difficult to cultivate, so the villagers naturally look down on it.

"Mom, there are about 40 mu..." Ye Erhai counted the money, muttering, "One mu of land is half a silver coin, two mu of land is one silver coin..."

Jiang Wan's ears were almost calloused. She held her forehead and said, "Don't calculate. Forty acres is twenty taels."

Ye Erhai was overwhelmed. He squatted down and drew a horizontal line on the ground. Finally, he counted them carefully and said happily, "Mom, it's true!"

Jiang Wan: "..."

Jiang Wan didn't want to see him looking so silly, so she said, "Twenty taels of silver, that's not a small amount."

Ye Erhai also fell silent. His family had only a dozen cents at most and could not even afford half an acre of land, yet he dared to dream of forty acres.

He said, "In fact, our family has enough land. My eldest brother Sanshu and I can farm together and handle it..."

"I didn't buy this land to grow rice." Jiang Wan said, "I'll talk about my plans when I have money to buy land. Let's go home first."

The mother and son walked across the ridge of the field to the main road. At this time, many people in the village gathered under the big locust tree.

"There's no water in the well. What did the headman say?"

"What can the headman say? He can't turn a well into something else."

"Today is over, what will we do if we don't have water to drink tomorrow?"

"The nearest one is Zhangjia Village. It takes an hour to go back and forth. I don't know if the people in Zhangjia Village are willing to lend us water."

"A little further away is Huaihua Village. There are six wells in Huaihua Village, but it is said that only one of them has no water. We can go there and have a look..." The villagers gave each other suggestions.

Although there is a place to fetch water, it is too far away. It takes almost two hours to go back and forth, and only two buckets of water are obtained, which is not enough for daily use.

When Jiang Wan returned home, there was not a drop of water in the bucket. Fortunately, there was half a pot of boiled water on the table, so he would not be without water all night.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the family gradually fell asleep.

Before going to bed, Jiang Wan spent a few cents to buy two eggs in the mall and secretly placed them in the chicken coop, then he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

There is no water in Lotus Village.

Before daybreak, someone had already gone to Zhangjia Village and returned with two buckets of water.

"The people in Zhangjia Village are such bastards! One pound of corn or cornmeal can only be exchanged for one bucket of water. They are trying to drive people to death!"

"Zhangjia Village is at least better than Huaihua Village. Huaihua Village has announced that it takes two kilograms of corn to exchange for one bucket of water."

"You can still move without food for a day, but in such a hot day, if you don't drink water for a day, you will die..."

"The head of the village is here. Let's see what he says..." The head of the village came over with a serious face. He stood on the high ground, cleared his throat and said, "Everyone, be quiet."

Everyone looked at the head of the village with hope. He was the backbone of their Lotus Village and they believed that the head of the village would be able to come up with a set of rules.

"One pound of corn and a basket of wild vegetables is a family's daily ration. If we send it to Zhangjia Village, the people of Zhangjia Village will survive, but the people of Hehua Village will starve to death one after another..."

After hearing what the head of the village said, many people began to panic.

Now that there is no water, in addition to people dying of starvation, more people will die of thirst.

The Lotus Village where our ancestors have lived for generations will soon be filled with starving people...

An old man in the audience started crying: "The people of Lotus Village have never done anything bad. Why does God punish us like this? Wuuwuwu..."

"Be quiet!" the village head raised his voice, "God is not so heartless. He will always give us a way to survive."

The village head had already thought it through last night. The trees, wild vegetables and mushrooms on the mountain can survive, and some pheasants and rabbits are also alive and well, which means there must be a water source on the mountain. What Dahe Niang said is well-founded. Now Lotus Village can only hold to this hope.

"You will feel uncomfortable if you don't drink water for a day, but you won't die. Just do what you need to do." The head of the village said slowly, "I will give you an explanation before the sun sets."

The fact that there is water on the mountain has not been confirmed, so we cannot reveal too much for the time being.

Without waiting for anyone to ask more questions, the village head walked away with his hands behind his back.

Having served as the village head for thirty years, he had great prestige in the village. After he said this, the villagers gradually recovered from their panic.

Jiang Wan and a few children met Li Zheng at the foot of the mountain.

Behind the head of the village were his two sons, Ye Xing and Ye An, and his eldest grandson, Ye Shitou.

Ye Shitou is a little older than Ye Sishan, and the three boys hang out together.

After more than half an hour, the group arrived at the valley.

As you walk over, cool water vapor is blown over by the wind, making you feel refreshed.

Ye Xing strode over, and when he saw water seeping out from the stone wall drop by drop, he was extremely excited: "There really is water! There has always been water here, why has no one ever discovered it! Oh my God, Lotus Village is saved!"

The head of the village trembled all over: "Because there was no shortage of water in the past, no one wanted to come here to look for water. If it weren't for Dahe Niang, I'm afraid at least half of the people in Hehua Village would have died this year."

Ye Anhe walked forward with a shovel and started digging without saying a word. After he dug a small hole, a stream of clear spring gushed out from the ground, and the group drank it heartily.

Ye Xing was very ashamed: "Sister-in-law Ye, I thought you were deliberately deceiving my father. I apologize to you here."

"We are all family, it's too formal to say that." Jiang Wan didn't care about being misunderstood. She changed the subject and said, "If we can divert the water down the mountain, the rice will be saved."

The village head counted on his fingers. According to the normal season, it should be the filling and ripening period now. However, due to the long drought, most of the rice in the village is still in the heading and flowering stage, which requires a large amount of fertilizer and water. It is better to divert water down the mountain as soon as possible.

With a plan in mind, the village head felt relieved.

He stood on a high rock, looking at the winding mountain road, and said, "Mother Dahe, which road do you think is better for digging the ditch?"

Normally, when encountering such a situation, the head of the village would discuss it with the village’s old farmers, but today, he wanted to hear Jiang Wan’s opinion.

(End of this chapter)