Disasters cannot happen every year, and everything will slowly return to normal.

During times of famine, the prices of various supplies related to food and drink soar, but other daily necessities may not rise. On the contrary, some may drop in price.

Because the people worked hard and spent all their money on buying rice.

Food is the most important thing. If you don't have enough to eat, you will starve to death. What else can you talk about?

Therefore, people like Yang Zhenbang took advantage of the famine years to fish in troubled waters and make a fortune. By then, he would have tens of thousands of taels of silver in his hands, which he would not be able to spend all in three lifetimes.

"You really can't take this dirty money. Eating imported rice is not like other things. It will poison people!"

Yang Huazhong looked serious and said in a deep voice.

"As Li Zheng of Changping Village, I will take people to the threshing floor at the south end of the village to dismantle the rice selling platform. We can't let him sell the rice anymore," the man said.

"Third uncle, I'll go with you!" Yang Yongxian also said indignantly.

"good!"

The uncle and nephew stood up together and were about to leave, but Old Yangtou called out to them.

"Wait a minute, don't be reckless!" the old man said.

The uncle and nephew looked at Old Yangtou in surprise. Could it be that he was about to change his mind at this moment?

This... Yang Huazhong can't do this, it goes against his principles as a human being!

Knowing his son is more like his father, Old Yangtou naturally saw what Yang Huazhong was thinking. The old man waved his hands and said: "Don't worry, I won't tolerate this kind of thing. However, it is not appropriate to go directly and smash the table. After all, Zhenbang is

Your brother-in-law’s sons also have the same surname as ours, both of them are named Yang.”

"We're going to use this weapon to avoid hurting your uncle," he said.

Yang Huazhong hesitated for a moment, with a troubled look on his face, and his questioning eyes couldn't help but turn to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing sat there, holding the teacup in her hand and taking a slow sip, her eyes full of thoughts.

Feeling her father's gaze, Yang Ruoqing put down her tea bowl, raised her head, and said to Yang Huazhong: "What I said makes sense. The bad things Uncle Zhenbang did that were unconscionable have nothing to do with little grandpa."

"On the contrary, when I saw Uncle Zhenbang bringing so many benefits to the villagers this time, my little grandpa was so happy that he couldn't help but help."

"When I meet some folks who are unable to open the pot and come to buy rice, my little grandpa will take care of them when they are weighing the pounds. He will grab two handfuls of rice and give it to them, or he will grab two handfuls of rice and put it in the pockets of their children."

"In this matter, I personally suggest that you invite the little grandpa over first and inform him. When the time comes, let the little grandpa decide whether to smash it or something."

"Little grandpa won't protect Uncle Zhenbang, right?" Yang Yongxian asked worriedly.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, "Not to mention that the little grandpa's character does not allow him to do that kind of thing, even if he really makes an exception to protect it, by then, if we make these things public or report them to the official, we can still stop these bad things.

The poisonous rice flowed into the pots of thousands of households."

If Yang Zhenbang can purchase these moldy rice, then there must be other unscrupulous merchants who also purchase moldy rice through this channel.

I destroyed Yang Zhenbang, and many others.

Therefore, those who pick up bargains and think they have bought cheap rice will regret it later.

Soon, Yang Huazhong invited little old Yang Tou over.

Little old Yangtou's waist was extra straight today, with his hands behind his back and a confident and proud smile on his face.

Ever since his son Yang Zhenbang was caught hooking up with Fengzhi by his daughter-in-law Lin, little old Yang couldn't hold his head up in front of the whole village.

Especially when Fengzhi died unexpectedly due to this incident, little old Yangtou felt even more ashamed and guilty, disappointed and helpless towards Yang Zhenbang.

Unexpectedly, Yang Zhenbang would now do good things to benefit the people. Young old Yangtou felt that this was really a manifestation of his ancestors.

The third nephew went over to invite him earlier and said that the eldest brother wanted to talk to him about something. Little old Yangtou put down the weight in his hand and came.

When passing through the village, the villagers rushed to say hello to him and called him "old man"...

"Brother, my third nephew said you wanted to talk to me about something. I put down the weight and came right away. What's the matter, brother?"

Little old Yangtou sat down with a red face and asked old Yangtou with a smile.

Old Yang blew out a smoke ring and glanced at his cheerful younger brother in front of him.

To be honest, Lao Yangtou hasn't seen his brother so happy for a long time, and he really can't bear to say it out loud to cheer him up.

But there are some things that just can’t be said.

"Brother, how are the rice and grain sales over there?" Old Yangtou asked.

When he mentioned this, little old Yangtou laughed even more happily.

"Hey, the sales are going very well. I went over to help early in the morning. There was a long queue at the counter early in the morning. Villagers from ten miles and eight villages heard the news and rushed over."

"In the past two days, a total of three hundred kilograms of rice have been sold. This is great. Every household can have porridge and rice!" said little old Yangtou with a face full of joy.

Old Yangtou smiled and said nothing.

Seeing Old Yangtou smiling and saying nothing, Little Old Yangtou knew that Old Yangtou had something to say, "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely tell Zhenbang later that I will give our nephews 50 yuan for each room."

Kilograms of rice!”

Old Yang waved his hand: "No need, our family can still eat right now."

What Lao Yangtou told the truth is that Lao Yang's family is indeed not hungry.

Even Yang Yongqing and Yu Jingui, who had just returned, received relief from Yang Yongxian and Yang Yongjin during the great famine.

"Brother, why did you come to me?" little old Yangtou asked again.

Lao Yangtou said: "Wait a minute, it will be ready soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yang Ruoqing coming from the backyard, smiling and holding a bowl with a bowl of yellow rice in his hand.

She put the rice bowl in front of little old Yangtou and said: "Little grandpa, my grandpa invited you over because he wants you to take a bite of this rice."

Little old Yangtou was confused, and his questioning eyes turned to old Yangtou again.

Old Yangtou said: "You take a few bites first, and then we can talk about things after you finish eating."

Little old Yangtou had no choice but to pick up his chopsticks, put a handful of rice into his mouth, and started eating.

Little old Yangtou just took his first bite and seemed to feel nothing.

When he took the second bite, he frowned, as if he felt something was wrong.

As soon as he swallowed the third mouthful, a sour and bitter taste rose up. He thought about it and tried to swallow it.

Suddenly there was a turmoil in his stomach. He dropped his chopsticks and leaned down, spitting out the two mouthfuls of rice he had eaten earlier.

There was an unspeakable bitterness filling the entire mouth.

"Little grandpa, drink tea."

Yang Ruoqing brought the tea she had prepared for mouthwash to little old Yangtou.

Little old Yangtou drank several sips of tea in one breath before he could barely suppress the feeling.

But seeing the food in front of him, he began to feel uncomfortable in his stomach again.
Chapter completed!