Ling Yuezi smiled and said, "This five thousand jin of grain, let's eat sparingly, and it will last us a month."
But some people didn't believe Li Xingsheng's words, and asked skeptically, "Mr. Li, who would send ten carts of grain?"
Li Xingsheng said, "I have a friend who encountered some trouble and wants our village people to help. He said he would send five thousand jin of grain as a reward after the matter is done."
Everyone looked at each other.
How could Mr. Li, this bookworm, have a friend who sends grain?
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The warehouse fire that burned the grain was just for show to outsiders. In fact, when the second master was preparing to burn the grain, Ling Yuezi secretly arranged for people to transfer the grain quietly.
The second master's people only burned some chaff.
At night, she quietly took it out again.
But she didn't say it was hidden away; she just said she found the grain outside.
With more grain, the originally anxious village became much more stable.
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