Are women a burden on the road to escape famine? Give them all to me

Lu Wei glanced at those ragged, pale-faced and thin people, and pondered for a moment.

To be honest, he felt bad watching the hardships of these refugees these days.

Those who have not seen such scenes with their own eyes will never understand how shocking and heart-shaking they are.

Lu Wei once witnessed a family of three, where the husband traded his starving child without telling his wife.

When the wife found out, she ran over and saw her son being killed and cooked.

The despair made the wife unable to bear the blow, and she collapsed on the spot and committed suicide by hitting a rock.

In the end, the man saw that his child and wife were dead, and he had no desire to live, so he also committed suicide.

There were also parents who bled and cut their own flesh for their children to survive, and finally froze to death in the snow.

There were all kinds of shocking dramas, which shocked Lu Wei, a modern soul.

He even imagined that he would unify the world so that all the people would never have to endure such a tragic scene again.

But he knew very well how capable he was.

Let alone unifying the world, it was a blessing not to starve to death.

Looking at those faces full of expectation and pleading eyes not far away, Lu Wei thought about it and felt that there was a way to try.

He might not be a good person, but he was a human being.

"You wait here." After leaving this sentence, Lu Wei turned back to the carriage.

After hearing this sentence, the eyes of those who stayed there suddenly brightened.

Lu Wei's words were their hope to survive.

The most fearful thing about the road of escaping from famine is that there is no hope. As long as there is hope, you can persist.

Chen Zhong was also relieved. It seems that this time he made the right bet.

However, even if Lu Wei did not help them, Chen Zhong did not think of dealing with Lu Wei with Wu Laoer.

He was not stupid. Lu Wei was the apprentice of a warrior and would definitely be a warrior in the future.

What was Wu Laoer? At most, he was a gangster. Even a fool would know how to choose.

Moreover, even if we put aside his strength and potential, Lu Wei's character is not comparable to that of Wu Laoer, the rogue.

Even if they really robbed Lu Wei and got food, whether they could eat it alive is another matter.

Lu Wei returned to the carriage, took out a bottle, and handed it directly to Liu Ruyan.

"This is for you."

Liu Ruyan was stunned, not knowing why Lu Wei wanted to give her a bottle.

However, she still subconsciously refused: "Master, I can't..."

Before she finished her words, she was interrupted by Lu Wei: "In the future, I give you anything, you must accept it without hesitation, and you are not allowed to refuse.

If you can't do it, go back and follow Wu Laoer, understand?"

Lu Wei said very seriously, and would not tolerate any refusal.

When Liu Ruyan heard that she was going to be driven away, she immediately knelt on the ground and begged:

"Master, please don't drive me away. I will eat less and work more in the future. I can still warm the bed. Please don't drive me away."

However, Liu Ruyan's pleading did not win Lu Wei's sympathy, but only a colder question.

"I ask you, can you do what I just said?"

Liu Ruyan cried and nodded: "Yes, yes, I can do it."

"Okay, as long as you remember, you must accept anything you are given as soon as possible, and I won't drive you away."

"Yes, yes, I will definitely accept it." Although Liu Ruyan felt that Lu Wei's request was a bit strange, even a little perverted, she didn't dare to ask more.

Seeing that Liu Ruyan remembered what he said, Lu Wei stopped making things difficult for her.

He turned around and took out another half a catty of millet and poured it into the earthenware jar, then took the bottle from Liu Ruyan's hand and poured some of the liquid in it.

Just now he wanted to try whether the 1 jin of separated soul-loving grass juice could be returned, but it turned out that he couldn't return it.

There was no way, Lu Wei could only take it back and use it to soak rice.

This jin of soul-loving grass juice only needs about one or two to soak one jin of rice.

After stirring evenly, Lu Wei got off the carriage with the earthenware jar and walked towards the crowd.

Looking at Lu Wei's back, Liu Ruyan breathed a sigh of relief. She was scared just now and thought that Lu Wei really wanted to drive her away.

At this time, Lu Xiaoxiao suddenly said beside her: "My brother has a quirk, that is, he gives things to others and then asks for them back. You just get used to it.

If he gives it to you, you keep it, and if he wants to take it back, give it to him, understand?"

When Liu Ruyan heard Lu Xiaoxiao say this, she suddenly realized that it was like this. She didn't expect that there would be such a quirk.

"Yes, I obey your order."

Lu Xiaoxiao nodded with satisfaction. This feeling of commanding others is really cool, and she can't help but get a little addicted.

"Little girl, next time we play rock-paper-scissors, you can only play rock, understand?"

"I understand."

The refugees looked at Lu Wei holding a clay pot, and their bright eyes were slightly disappointed.

There was only one clay pot, even if it was filled with rice, it was only enough for these people to have a meal of porridge, which was not useful at all.

However, it was good to have a meal, which was better than being hungry.

Lu Wei came to Chen Zhong and handed him the clay pot in his hand.

Then he said: "Here are some medicinal rice, not for eating, but for hunting. As long as the prey eats this rice, it will be stunned, and the monsters can't resist it.

You can distribute the legitimate medicinal rice, or arrange people to make some traps for hunting.

I want 3 prey when I catch them.

I don't care how you distribute the rest, I can't give you less, if less, I won't give you medicinal rice.

If you can hand in 3 prey, I will continue to give you medicinal rice tomorrow, understand? "

Chen Zhong is not stupid, he quickly reached out to take the pottery jar, he knew the importance of the medicinal rice, and he also knew that it is better to teach people how to fish than to give them fish.

So, he held the pottery jar and knelt down directly: "Thank you for giving everyone a way to survive, I kowtow to you on behalf of the remaining 36 people in the village."

Chen Zhong said and kowtowed heavily on the ground.

Lu Wei didn't stop him, and waited until he finished kowtowing before saying: "Okay, get up, whether you can survive depends on yourselves, this is all I can help. "

Chen Zhong nodded with tears in his eyes: "I can't thank you for your great kindness, this kindness, the 46 people in Niujia Village will never forget it forever. "

"Okay, you go, don't delay the journey. "

After everyone left, Lu Wei also returned to the carriage and continued on his way.

This was the only way he could think of to save the villagers without making any losses.

He could even make a small profit. Not only did he not have to set traps every day to delay his practice, but he could also have meat to eat, and by the way, he also solved the livelihood problems of the villagers.

As for whether they could catch prey, it depended on their luck.

Even if they couldn't catch any, they could take the millet back and set traps in another place tomorrow.

All he could do was to provide this medicinal rice. The only thing missing might be the juice of the soul-loving grass. I don't know if the caravan has it. I can ask the master when the time comes.

Before the carriage set off again, Lu Wei glanced at a snow pile in the distance with a sneer on his face.

'If you weren't still useful, I would let you lie there forever.'

When Lu Wei drove the carriage away, the man in the snow pile climbed up and looked at Lu Wei's carriage with a gloomy face.

"Damn, you coward, I thought you were so awesome, but in the end you just handed over the rice obediently. "

He couldn't see clearly what happened in the distance, he could only see Lu Wei gave the village chief a jar of something, and he subconsciously thought that the village chief had succeeded in blackmailing.

Since the first plan didn't work, the second plan would have to work.

Thinking of this, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in Wu Laoer's eyes.

(Many people say that helping the villagers is a saintly thing. I think win-win cooperation is good. The protagonist saves time and effort, can use the time for hunting to practice, and can also save some people. Isn't this good?)