I was exiled and I took away my supplies and ran away with my whole family.

The villagers didn't know it, but Shen Xingmian knew it very well. Not to mention Hu Zi Niang's petty thoughts, she had also seen a lot of people with more thoughtful minds.

It's just that those who rely on their status generally care about face and don't do anything too obvious.

There are really few people who behave so directly like Hu Zi Niang.

Er Ya Niang stood aside with her daughter, looking at such enthusiastic Hu Zi Niang, she felt a little overwhelmed.

She felt that she should also learn a little and invite people home, as if this was what a sensible mother who would pave the way for her children should do.

But her mouth felt like it had been sewn shut, and she couldn't open it at all.

Shen Xingmian was not someone who would refute someone's face in public, but looking at the situation, it was really impossible not to refuse sternly.

She has done what she should do, and if she delays any longer, it will get dark.

Seeing the children looking at her enthusiastically, Shen Xingmian felt soft. She took out a handful of candies from her pocket and gave five pieces to each of them.

She didn't make it by herself. She was too busy before. Even if there were tutorials on how to make various sugars, she didn't have time to study them.

These candies were just bought casually on the street. In her opinion, they were not very tasty. They were just ordinary sweets, but to the children, they were very precious.

All the children were jumping up and down happily, saying thank you over and over again, and laughing so hard that their teeth were almost invisible.

Children are really easy to coax. When they grow up, if they want to be so happy, a big happy event will have to happen.

For example, the tiger girl in front of me was willing to entertain her with chickens raised at home. If she didn't leave anything behind when she left, she would probably be scolded.

In fact, judging from what happened just now, she is not a malicious person. She will help people when she sees them really in trouble.

Even when there is nothing serious, this rare shining point in human nature will be buried so deeply that no one can see any trace.

This kind of person is easy to talk to when in trouble, but people who are rude and talkative in daily interactions will probably be pissed to death by her.

Look at Erya Niang, she is probably the unlucky one.

She must have been crowded around a lot in normal times. She didn't dare to come forward when something happened, let alone answer Hu Zi Niang's words. It was pitiful.

Seeing that Shen Xingmian wanted to leave, the village chief quickly said:

"Hey, you women, please stop arguing. The benefactor who made the argument has a big head. Don't argue with anyone. Today, the benefactor healed the old man's leg, so my family should be the one to entertain him."

After hearing what the village chief said, Hu Ziniang didn't dare to say anything anymore, but she looked somewhat unhappy.

The surroundings finally became quiet. Only then did Shen Xingmian remember his original plan and asked:

"Uncle Village Chief, you are a mountaineer here. Do you have any dried mushrooms, dried fungus, etc. at home? Other mountain products are also fine, I can accept them."

When the village chief heard this, his eyes immediately lit up, he nodded repeatedly and said:

"Yes! Our village is too far away from the town. Unless a family picks a lot of mountain products, they will not sell them in the town.

Come on, everyone, go and look around at home, bring all the mountain goods to my house, and weigh them together.

Watch carefully, don't let any bugs or broken ones fool me, my benefactor! "

After hearing this, the villagers didn't care to see whose house the little girl on horseback would go to for dinner, and hurriedly ran home to hunt for goods.

They are close to the mountains, and they have eaten enough mushrooms and other things throughout the winter. It would be great if they could exchange some money and go to the market to buy some rice.

How lucky that such a little Bodhisattva came to their village on his own!

Everyone rushed to tell each other and knocked on the doors of all the people with whom they had a good relationship, for fear that no one would be left behind.

When the village chief saw that all the villagers had disappeared, he asked worriedly: "My benefactor, this... they all went back to get it. Isn't there too much stuff?"

Shen Xingmian shook his head: "No, I'll pay the bill first and leave the things at your house first. My people will pick them up later."

When the village chief heard this, he was extremely happy.

No matter what they sell, everyone has to carry it to the town on their own, and the people in the town have to pick and choose it and drive down the price.

Not to mention you won't be able to sell it for much money, but you might also get angry.

Now he doesn't have to run far away, it's sold right at his doorstep, how can he not be happy!

"By the way, benefactor, there are a lot of bamboo forests near us. There are spring bamboo shoots at this time. Do you need it? If you need it, I will let everyone dig it in a while. That thing is not worth a lot of money, just think of it as a supplement. Sent to you."

Shen Xingmian was very happy when she heard that there were bamboo shoots in spring. She didn't plant bamboo in her space and completely forgot about bamboo shoots as an ingredient.

Now when I heard it, I was very interested. I waved my hand and said, "No need to give it away. I'll buy it and let them dig it. I want as much as I can dig up by tonight."

Afraid that some people would be worried about money, Shen Xingmian dug out a money bag, which was full of scattered silver, which was suitable for such a large number of small transactions.

Putting the money bag into the village chief's hand, Shen Xingmian said directly: "Uncle village chief, these silver coins should be enough, right?"

Although it was a question, Shen Xingmian knew very well that the price of agricultural products has always been low, no matter what era.

This money must be enough.

Her move was just to tell the village chief that she did not deceive them, but really wanted to do this deal.

The village chief quickly stuffed the money bag back to Shen Xingmian and refused in a panic:

"There is so much silver, benefactor, you should keep it yourself. There is no need to take it out in advance. We can just weigh it and settle the accounts later."

After all, the village chief has seen the world. After weighing it, he knew that the money in the bag was definitely enough, and he felt more at ease.

Before, he had some villainous thoughts. If so many people went back and invited more people to come over, they would definitely bring back a lot of goods. How could a little girl, the benefactor, really have so much money in her hands.

If it's not enough, he can reluctantly help make up for it. After all, his benefactor healed his leg quickly and thoroughly. He can't be that careless person.

But if the difference is too big, even if he has the intention, he will not be able to do it. After all, he had never left the village in his life and didn't have much savings.

Now, he finally doesn't have to worry about it.

The villagers came back quickly carrying baskets, running and jumping, and even lined up in the order they came.

It seems that the village chief's usual management is quite good.

The village chief told them about the spring bamboo shoots, but everyone was a little worried about what they brought, fearing it would be messed up.

As soon as the village chief said that he would put the money in the basket and they would just find their own basket when they came back, these people immediately put down their things, turned around and ran away.