Chapter 11 Ginger Wan's mind was racing with strategies

ome snacks in the space, Jiang Wan headed straight for the grain store."Shopkeeper, I bought up all the stock in your shop!"Jiang Wan waved her hand, she hadn't forgotten the hoarding task assigned by...The boxes were neatly arranged in front of him. Ginger was excitedly running around the boxes, "Little Sprite, do these things have owners"

Even if she was owned, she felt her paws were about to lose control.

"Master, rest assured, this treasure belongs to the former rebel army. It is ownerless."

The little fairy's words completely reassured Ginger, she waved her hand and threw these things into the space, then she heard an excited electronic sound.

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"Congratulations to the master, 70% of the hoarding task is complete…"

It's clear that this little sprite is also a lover of wealth, a kindred spirit. Ginger Wan's lips curled up slightly, satisfied to see the space brimming with riches.

Then, he repeated the process, plunging into the water tank and climbing back out of it to the cave. He quickly slipped into his secret space, changed his clothes, wiped his hair clean, and then quietly approached Song Jiubian's side.

As soon as she sat down, she met Song Jiubian's deep eyes, causing Jiang Wan to stiffen and her heart to race.

"I...I just went to the bathroom."

My goodness, when will this fellow wake up He probably didn't see her sneaking over here. After all, he can't even move a muscle right now.

Ginger's mind raced, frantically devising a countermeasure.

"Get some rest."

Song Jiu's voice was still slightly hoarse. He put away the complexity and suspicion in his eyes, closed his eyelids, and began to rest.

He obviously didn't care where Ginger went or what she did.

Ginger then let out a breath of relief, it seemed this fellow had just woken up and hadn't noticed anything. But she would still need to be more careful in the future.

Thinking this way, Jiang Wan didn't sleep either. She sat by the fire, taking advantage of everyone's slumber to break open the blisters on her feet and then took out a tube of ointment from her space to apply it.

Then she closed her eyes and rested peacefully. The next day, she was woken up by the officials.

"Let's go, let's go! Get up everyone, no slacking!"

These people were all pampered and used to the good life before. They can't handle this change, and they're still dazed and want to take a break.

Ren Bang held a whip and lashed it against the stone wall, "Whoever dares to waste my time, don't blame me for being impolite!"

The sound of the whip striking the stone wall startled everyone who was still asleep. They all shuddered and sat up straight, afraid to fall back asleep again.

Even Song Jiuci jumped up abruptly, only then feeling his body aching as if it had been crushed. In fact, not just him, everyone present was in excruciating pain.

Song Jiuli cried and rubbed her eyes, "Mother, my whole body hurts."

The young miss was so distressed, she had never suffered like this before. Yet, Madam Song could do nothing but soothe her softly.

As for Song Jiubian, he was clearly the one who was hurt the worst, yet he was the strongest. He never said a word from beginning to end. To be honest, Jiang Wan admired such a strong person from the bottom of her heart.

For breakfast, each person had a single, dark and dense steamed bun. It was so dry it hurt their throats, but after yesterday’s experience, no one dared complain anymore. They just silently continued eating.

But those who still had some money in their hands disliked and refused to eat it. For example, Shen Qian, she didn't eat the steamed buns at all, but instead took out the dry food her mother had prepared for her from her package.

The results had just been taken out and distributed to Song Chen and the people of the second house when they were pressed by the old lady to be given to the third house.

There wasn't much dry food to begin with, and with so many people eating, there wasn't much left in the end, which made Shen Qian very angry.

On the other hand, the eldest daughter-in-law's family is still eating coarse steamed bread. Even though there are delicious food in the space, Ginger doesn't mind.

After all, before her abilities manifested in her past life, she had endured every hardship imaginable.

As they continued their journey, Jiang Wan clearly felt the presence of those watching eyes disappear. She guessed that the Emperor's men had withdrawn first.

Still, it was Song Jiuci carrying Song Jiubian on his back. It was clear that the frail youth was struggling to hold on.

It was probably yesterday's incident of the family splitting that made Song Ji-che understand. Now, in their family, besides the eldest brother, there's only him as a man. Who else could he back but himself

As Ginger was walking, she noticed some wild herbs by the roadside. She hurriedly bent down and picked some, and also secretly slipped some into her spatial pouch. If she could grow them later, her space would be even more useful.

Seeing her walk and pick flowers, Song Jiuli reproachfully said:

"How come you pick everything, aren't you going to eat this wild grass"

She held a grudge against Ginger. If it weren't for her, the eldest room might not have been split yesterday.

It's possible she could get some provisions from Shen Qian today as well.

At this, Song Ji-chi also glanced at her, his eyes filled with disgust. He didn't want to help anyone and was actually picking wild vegetables

"Don't talk nonsense. Your sister-in-law must have her reasons for doing this."

After a day, Lady Song's impression of Ginger Wan changed, and her attitude towards Ginger Wan naturally changed quite a bit.

This made Jiang Wan feel relieved, so she smiled and explained to the madam: "This thing is called thistle grass. It usually has effects of stopping bleeding, dispersing blood stasis or removing boils."

"I think my husband needs these, so I picked some."

After finishing, Ginger Wan still smiled enigmatically at Song Jiu Li and said: "Actually, there's something Little Sister didn't say wrong."

This thing is actually edible, you can stir-fry it or eat it cold. It's at least better than black mòmò."

This remark was obviously sarcastic. Song Jiuli, a pampered young lady who never did any housework, naturally didn't know this and her face turned pale with embarrassment when she was mocked by Jiang Wan.

"Humph, who knows if you're telling the truth or not."

She turned her face away from Jiang Wan, the disdain in her eyes undisguised.

"Whether it's true or not, you don't have to worry about that, just eat."

Ginger thought to herself, "She's not going to get away with treating me this way. We're all exiles here, who's more noble than whom"

Song Daniu listened to Jiang Wan's explanation and immediately exclaimed excitedly, "Wanwan, can this really be used for Yuan'er How do we use it"

She seemed to trust Jiang Wan quite a bit, which made Song Jiuxiao frown and call out involuntarily.

"Mother!"

Who knows what this woman is thinking, he doesn't believe her!

But it was Song Jiu-yuan who fixed his gaze on Jiang Wan, a faint curiosity in his eyes. Jiang Wan, however, seemed oblivious to the thoughts of the three siblings and patiently replied to Song's mistress:

"If it's just for stopping bleeding, you can simply crush it and apply it to the wound. Of course, if you want to take it internally, you can boil it in water before drinking."

"Then when you have a break, please let Yuan'er use it."

Song Dalian's eyes were full of hope. She wasn't afraid of hardship, she was afraid that Yuan'er's wound would worsen.

"Mother, she's not a doctor. Why do you trust her so much What if she harms my older brother"

Song Jiuli felt a surge of repulsion towards Jiang Wan's entire being. She screamed, her voice sharp and piercing, instantly drawing the attention of Shen Qian and the others ahead of her.

"Lily, what's going on"

Shen Qian put on a knowing older sister act, naturally aiming to watch Jiang Wan's jokes. So Song Jiu Li told Shen Qian everything that had just happened.

After hearing this, Shen Qian said disapprovingly to Song Da-niang: "Aunt, I used to be familiar with Jiang Wan as well, but I didn't know she had medical skills."

The two of them were sworn enemies before, no one knew each other better.

But she didn't know that at this time, Ginger Wan was no longer the Ginger Wan of old.. Although it was still raining, it had become a gentle drizzle.Song Jiuli was full of hope, "Judging by this trend, the rain should be stopping soon."Maybe.Ginger was not so optimistic, not because t...