With a warehouse full of supplies, I stood alone as king in this chaotic world, gun in hand.

The villagers were overjoyed and excited to see such a large ship, loaded with all sorts of goods.

They were all just ordinary people, the lowly people in the eyes of an eighth-rank official, and often cursed as ants by the Liang family.

But now! The dignified Prince Zhenyuan and the renowned Princess Runing, whose status is so noble, personally came to deliver food to them. What merit do they have?

"Long live the Crown Prince! Long live the Princess!"

The three villagers they had seen earlier led the entire village to kneel down and shout "Long live the Emperor!" three times.

"No need for formalities!" Nangong Xiao raised his hand slightly. "The goods have been delivered; come down and help carry them!"

"yes!"

Some young and middle-aged men busied themselves moving things.

Today, Nangong Wu prepared supplies for these villagers including rice, millet, refined flour, soybean oil, and refined salt from her previous life, as well as fifty military quilts from her previous life and fifty ordinary mosquito nets.

There was also some cured meat, several hundred kilograms of potatoes, radishes, and cabbage. These vegetables looked just like they had been bought.

Aiqi and Erin tore open the packaging of all these items, and poured the soybean oil and salt into the jar as well.

After a third of the items were moved down, Nangong Wucai instructed the villager A: "Use this grain to cook rice in a large pot. Do not hoard or embezzle it."

As for the blankets and mosquito nets, please distribute them reasonably. Give each household one blanket first. If that's not enough, or if you need anything else, please let us know.

There were many clothes in the space, but they all belonged to the world of my previous life.

There were quite a few expensive fabrics, such as shimmering brocade, moon-shine brocade, and smoke-like gauze, which were tribute fabrics that were taken from those people's warehouses. Each piece of fabric was worth a thousand gold pieces, so they definitely couldn't be given to them.

"That's enough, that's enough!" Villager A was extremely grateful and overwhelmed with gratitude. "Your Highness, thank you so much! You are the saviors of our entire village!"

Nangong Wu nodded slightly. "I won't say thank you. I hope you can work together to overcome this difficulty."

Nangong Xiao also said, "This grain is enough for you to eat for a month. We will send more after a month."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" the villagers said again.

"Let's go! We'll go to the next village." Nangong Wu walked back to the front cabin.

The large ship slowly sailed away, and the villagers waved goodbye to them.

Once the large ship had sailed away, the villagers opened the package to take a look. They were astonished to see the pure white rice, with each grain distinct, as well as fine flour and millet without a single pebble.

An old man held up a handful of rice, tears streaming down his face. "Look at this rice! Even the pebbles have been picked out clean; there's not a single impurity. This is the finest rice that only royalty could afford!"

A woman also picked up a handful of flour, saying, "Look at this white flour, how white it is, how finely ground it is. I'm an old woman who's almost in my grave, and I've never eaten such good rice and flour before..."

"And the fabric of this quilt is so soft; it must be made of the finest cotton."

"Your Highnesses! We will never forget your immense kindness!"

The villagers knelt down again and kowtowed heavily as the large ship departed.

**** **** ****

When the large ship arrived at the second stop, there were already people waiting there.

Cao Bin stood in the forward cabin of the large ship, watching how Li Zhan and Su Siyan piloted the oil tanker.

Seeing that the ship had docked, he turned around and went out of the cabin to look for relief supplies.

Upon exiting, they were stunned to see another large ship laden with cargo.

His Highness has already said that the cargo on the ship was divided into three parts. More than 30% of the cargo has already been unloaded at the front, leaving a large empty section at the back. How come it's full again after such a short time?

"Captain Cao, what are you daydreaming about?" Ji Hongfei called out to him.

Cao Bin walked to the back of the boat and asked the question that had been bothering him, "Didn't we already unload quite a bit of cargo? How come it's full again?"

"Haha!" Ji Hongfei couldn't help but laugh twice, but he wouldn't tell him the truth, "Of course, it was taken out from under the hull of the ship."

"I see!" Cao Bin exclaimed, slapping his forehead as he realized that large ships usually have cargo holds below the deck.

Ji Hongfei smiled and shook his head, "Let's get to work."

On this trip, they delivered supplies to more than 20 companies, but the goods never stopped flowing until all the goods were delivered and the ship was empty.

Cao Bin was very curious and really wanted to go down and see just how big the cargo hold was.

The next day, the dark clouds finally dispersed, revealing the sun.

The people in the cave came out and went everywhere looking for a place to build houses.

We needed to stay there for at least a year and get through the winter, so we had to make sure it was properly protected from the cold. First, we leveled the foundation, then we started cutting down timber. Everyone got busy.

With plenty of manpower, Nangong Wu and Nangong Xiao built a large three-room house in just two days to serve as their temporary office.

Several days passed, and the people on the mountain were building houses with wood. Since there was no flat land on this mountain, they went to another mountain to look for it.

With many people and quick hands, the houses were completed, and the families moved in happily, no longer having to live in poorly ventilated caves.

Everyone was busy, and Nangong Wu and Nangong Xiao were not idle either. They went out every day to check the terrain in order to plan future construction.

Then we need to find limestone, clay, and other materials to mine and make cement later.

The rain stopped, and the water level gradually receded, leaving many fish stranded in some ditches.

Nangong Wu provided them with some fishing nets so that the villagers could go to the shallows to catch fish when they had nothing to do. This way, they could have something to do and also eat delicious fish.

Twenty days have passed, and the water level of the Mao'er River is still very high, making it difficult to dam the river.

Seeing that Nangong Wu was constantly looking at the map, Nangong Xiao couldn't help but advise, "Sister, there's no rush. It's already autumn, so there's less rain. Let's wait and see!"

"Okay, then let's wait a little longer." Nangong Wu also knew that she couldn't rush things.

"Your Highness, a message has arrived by carrier pigeon! It's from the capital." Li Zhan entered carrying a carrier pigeon.

Nangong Xiao said, "Quickly, let me see it."

They had been here for almost two months, and this was the first letter they had received from Kyoto during the torrential rain.

Li Zhan gave him a small bamboo tube.

Nangong Wu was also worried about the affairs of the Prince's Mansion, so she came over to take a look.

Nangong Xiao opened the small scroll and saw that it was his father's handwriting. There were words written on both sides. One side told them that everything was fine in the palace and that the two people in the palace had not made a move against them for the time being, so they could rest assured.

The other side describes events in the imperial court, where floods occurred in the south, and the local government's rescue efforts were inadequate, with insufficient food supplies for disaster relief, resulting in many deaths.

Both Nangong Wu and Nangong Xiao's faces darkened.

"Sister Wang, is there news from the capital?" The rarely seen Seventh Prince walked in.

His health was already poor after he was poisoned, and with the death of Consort Shu, he became increasingly sickly.

"Things aren't looking good." Nangong Xiao showed him the note.

After reading the note, the seventh prince remained silent, his eyes filled with sarcasm.