Chapter 276: Can’t Rely on Others, only Self-Help

The man with the mustache said excitedly: "It's me, little master. I didn't expect to see you here again."

Then, he turned around and ordered all the victims.

"Put down your weapons!"

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

Seeing this, Shen Ningning also made a gesture to invite: "Uncle, you have been traveling all the way, let's sit down and talk."

When passing by Ye Shangyi, the little guy whispered: "You ask the servants to take all the sweet potatoes to the kitchen and cook a big pot of porridge to entertain them."

Ye Shangyi's eyes widened.

To entertain this group of victims?

But seeing that Shen Ningning had already brought the man into the house, she had to follow the little guy's instructions and give orders.

When the victims heard that there would be hot meals later, they were immediately happy.

They also honestly found a place to shelter 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 bitterness of the journey.

His surname is Zhang. He is a well-known wealthy businessman in Nanzhou. Because he is the sixth in the family, people call him Zhang Liuye.

At first, he and the wealthy merchants who came to Beijing with him brought the fruits sold by Shen Ningning back to Nanzhou.

The fruits were well received and sold very well.

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

But those wealthy merchants had families and were unwilling to leave immediately.

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

But unexpectedly, just after spring, when he arrived near the capital, he encountered heavy snow unexpectedly.

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

The money he brought with him was also spent.

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

He was forced to wander the streets and compete with wild dogs for a bite of food.

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

But what is the difference between his current appearance and that of a beggar?

Master Zhang Liu shook his head and sighed, holding the hot tea handed over by Shen Ningning.

"When I first lived with these disaster victims, they had no rules and I suffered a lot."

"Later, I found that they were like a group of uncivilized barbarians who needed a leader."

"So I used a little cleverness and became their temporarily trusted manager."

"We all thought that once we entered the capital, the emperor would not ignore us."

"However, when we just arrived near the outskirts of Beijing and approached the Taiyu Mountains, we encountered a group of city guards who refused to listen to our explanations and insisted on treating us as disaster victims who were causing trouble and arresting us in one fell swoop."

"We are all a group of unarmed people, without food or water, sick all over, and we have to suffer such injustice."

At this point, Master Zhang Liu slammed the table angrily.

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

"Just now I got to the foot of the mountain and heard that there are houses of the rich and powerful here, so I wanted to rush up to try my luck."

"We no longer dare to hope to go to Beijing. We just want a place where we can eat and not be cold."

Shen Ningning pursed her pink lips, her face serious.

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

"Not only is there not much food, but there are no extra clothes."

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

"Even the noble families are 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."

Master Zhang Liu was a little stunned: "It turns out that the court is almost unable to take care of itself."

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

"I can never go back to Nanzhou again."

If he can't enter the city, he can't get the silver, and without silver, he can't travel.

Shen Ningning comforted: "It's not that absolute."

"I can help Uncle Zhang enter the city, but it's easy to help you alone, but how to deal with so many disaster victims?"

The little guy's words made Zhang Liuye fall into silence.

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

However, along the way, the experience of the disaster victims is also his experience.

He suffers, and all living beings suffer.

On the contrary, Zhang Liuye couldn't bear to abandon them.

"Little master, I see that you are also a capable person, and you must have some skills. Can you give me some advice?"

Shen Ningning glanced outside.

Ye Shangyi brought the servants and was preparing the group of disaster victims to eat sweet potato porridge.

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

This group of people had something to eat, and suddenly they stopped making trouble. Instead, they regained their rationality and knew to be grateful and thank.

Shen Ningning retracted his gaze.

"I can help you, but I won't let you go to Beijing together."

"I need you to take them away from here and return to Nanzhou."

Master Zhang's eyebrows jumped: "But young master, you know, although Nanzhou is located in the south of the Yangtze River, it has been snowing for a long time."

"Although it is not as serious as the capital, there are corpses everywhere and the snow is deep."

"My business is not safe, how can I be responsible for their livelihood if I take them back?"

Shen Ningning's little face was bright.

"I'll show you something." She said, asking Jiang Zhi to bring her sweet potato vines.

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

Mr. Zhang Liu 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: "These are grown from my sweet potato seedlings, so they are slightly more cold-resistant than ordinary ones."

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

"I hope you will take this back to Nanzhou and train those 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 bite. However, it requires time and hard work."

Mr. Zhang Liu was silent for a long time.

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

"I understand what the little boss means, let me find my own way out."

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

"But my little 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."

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

The two 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.

He even planned to ask for grace from the emperor to clear customs for their group of people along the way.

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

Moreover, in the first three years, he would use these sweet potatoes to provide disaster relief and would 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, little boss, have you ever heard of the rumors about the lucky girl in the capital, the Shen family?"

"If you recognize her, can you recommend her?"

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