The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Chapter 1792: How Miserable!

Chapter 1792: Chapter 1792: How Miserable!

"Tsk."

Lin Caisang lightly clicked her tongue.

"Brother Molian, shall we depart for Mao City immediately?"

She looked toward Sui Zimo and asked.

"Make arrangements."

Sui Zimo merely looked at Zhe Jue and instructed.

"Yes."

Zhe Jue complied and then left the room.

Meanwhile, the man swallowed hard, watching Lin Caisang with immense nervousness.

"Miss, I... I’ve told the truth, that antidote..."

He had been forced to ingest so much poison; without the antidote, there was only death in store — he didn’t want to die so soon; he still had family.

Lin Caisang simply ignored him and directly ordered Uncle San to drag the man away.

This man still had his uses, so he was kept at the Wanling Agency. As for the poison she administered... well, it wouldn’t kill him right away; she decided to let things take their course for now.

Once she found her father in Mao City, she would consider sparing the man’s life.

...

Mao City.

It was two days later when the group arrived.

However, despite Sui Zimo having told her that Mao City was one of the calmest places within the Man Kingdom, stepping into the city proved it was not the case at all.

"Is this... has there been a disaster?"

She covered her nose, looking at the displaced people everywhere, and asked.

"Yes, Miss Lin, Mao City just suffered a catastrophic flood, a rarity in a century; all the crops were submerged, and many houses collapsed. This area is relatively better off; the north side is even worse."

Zhe Jue responded.

"How terrible!"

Lin Caisang couldn’t help shaking her head.

If only Man Kingdom were like Liang Kingdom, support in the form of silver and grain would be provided in the event of a disaster. But unfortunately, here, each city was independent, ruled by individual lords.

She guessed other city lords would not extend a helping hand in Mao City’s disaster; on the contrary, many would kick them while they were down.

"Zhe Jue, send some men to help Uncle San buy batches of food from other nearby cities. Set up some porridge stations around Mao City — saving lives even for a day means a lot; take these silver bills."

She took out the silver bills and handed them to Zhe Jue.

"Miss Lin, there’s no need for the silver bills, they are useless in Man Kingdom," Zhe Jue said as he looked at the silver bills.

silver bills from Liang Kingdom were completely useless in Man Kingdom; no one in this precarious state would deposit their silver in banks, only tangible silver was used.

So, to buy food, he had to come up with his own silver.

"Take it."

That said, his king merely swept him a cold glance and said.

"Uh."

Zhe Jue choked and touched his nose, about to take the silver bills from Lin Caisang’s hand.

But Lin Caisang had already put the bills away, and he saw her directly move a chest into their carriage with a blinding shine.

"Here are three thousand taels of gold; use it as you see fit," she said.

Zhe Jue: "..."

The people of Mao City must have accrued great merit in their past lives to receive such care from his lady.

"Yes, Miss Lin, I will handle it immediately,"

he replied and drove the carriage away with Uncle San.

"Shouldn’t you give him a message?" Sui Zimo asked.

Sending Zhe Jue to distribute porridge without the people knowing to whom they owed their gratitude.

"No need, the merit value will sort itself out; I just needed to provide the silver," Lin Caisang shook her head and said.