CHAPTER 125: CHAPTER 125: HE WILL MAKE THEM TASTE THE INJUSTICES SHE SUFFERED

Some people have even begun to put themselves in Pei Shu’er’s shoes.

Miss Pei gave them such a wonderful gift, shouldn’t they treat Miss Pei a little better?

For example, driving these people out, throwing their harvest directly at them, and making them leave quickly.

There are more than 90 people on their Deserted Mountain, including ten or so among these households.

Isn’t it easy for seventy people to handle a dozen?

So someone suggested, this is clearly arranged by Pei Shu’er.

"We now follow Miss Pei on the Deserted Mountain, these people are just a piece of rat dung trying to spoil our Deserted Mountain’s soup, let’s drive them away."

This statement, you could say it received unanimous support.

With Pei Shu’er’s people guiding the opinion among them, these people were immediately ostracized.

The land they held was merely five acres, pulling up their crops and throwing them back at them.

"Aren’t you loyal to Tang Qingrou? Then go find that rotten woman who sleeps with thousands, the soil in Yuhua Valley is much better than here."

"Go there, you might be able to grow even more crops."

Those families fumed, still wanting to argue.

But facing seventy fierce faces.

They didn’t dare speak, fearing a brutal beating from everyone.

In the end, their fate was still being tossed out.

No choice, they had provoked Pei Shu’er when they shouldn’t have.

Pei Shu’er may not care much, but her supporters see her as precious as gold.

They had thought they at least had crops in hand, and would just plant them again when they reached Yuhua Valley.

But at this time, Tang Zan stood beside Pei Shu’er, noble and aloof, surrounded by a cold aura.

"Wait, the seeds were exchanged by Pei Shu’er, these crops, we’ll pay for them ourselves."

Saying this, he threw twenty taels of silver to these people, ten times the market price, purchasing the crops.

When these words came out, those people staggered: "No, we won’t sell."

As soon as these words came out, they were cursed by the Deserted Mountain people one by one, their minds buzzing, and their faces covered in spit.

"You don’t sell? What right do you have not to sell? If Miss Pei hadn’t been generous, giving you such good seeds, where would you have the seeds."

"Exactly, and Miss Pei also said at the time, these crops must be used for planting on Deserted Mountain, if planted elsewhere, you need her permission."

Once these words came out, everyone immediately remembered, nodding one after another.

"That’s right, you’re now going to take them to Yuhua Valley to plant, why should we give them to you, in my view, the Young Master is still kind."

Tang Zan sneered, his eyes cold.

Kind.

Hah.

He never associated with the word kind.

He’s not interested in power struggles over the Deserted Mountain, but that doesn’t mean he’d tolerate these people bullying Pei Shu’er.

He only knew, even if these people had silver in hand, it doesn’t necessarily buy crops in this territory.

What Pei Shu’er gave them, any grievance she suffered, he’ll make them taste again.

With these things reclaimed, now it’s truly life in exile.

Cruel, isolated, and helpless.

These people, with eyes red, picked up the silver from the ground and headed for Yuhua Valley.

They had lived here for more than half a year, and had grown fond of Deserted Mountain.

Now expelled, their hearts are desolate, filled with regret, had they known earlier, they wouldn’t have conflicted with the three families.

Why were they incited by Tang Qingrou?

Now everything has returned to the toughest times.

No, it’s even harder than back then!

After these people left, those on Deserted Mountain felt contentment.

With them gone, the land of Deserted Mountain opened up.

Pei Shu’er immediately allowed everyone to draw lots to select land, whoever drew land is the land’s new owner.

Her method is very fair, everyone has the right to draw.

The households who drew could plant more crops.

If General Zhao agreed to use grain for reduced sentences, the excess could be handed over to the military camp, then everyone could also have reduced sentences.

The grain wouldn’t rot, and the government officers also have food.

This time, there was a bumper harvest, the officers collected a tax of 32,000 kilograms of potatoes, the carts made several trips.

Zhang Feng watched from the side with joy, nodding repeatedly.

Now, everyone has food.

The soldiers’ farm yield was really poor, relying on those crops would starve everyone.

Now, it resolved this urgent crisis.

Gulan Military Camp went from barely scraping by to having food to fill their bellies.

Although 32,000 kilograms of food wasn’t enough, they still had to tighten their belts.

But seeing the increasing number of potatoes, everyone felt hopeful.

And whether it was just everyone’s illusion, the cabbage already tasted good, continually eating cabbage didn’t result in the weakness they imagined.

When everyone ate potatoes, they felt more filled.

They discovered that perhaps the soldiers’ physical condition seemed to improve a bit.

Everyone thought it might be the quality of the food, even if unspoken, they felt gratitude toward Pei Shu’er.

If it weren’t for Pei Shu’er, they would all have starved.

After unloading the potatoes, the officers spoke to Zhang Feng.

"Commander Zhang, there are still many potatoes on Deserted Mountain, Pei Shu’er wants to propose reducing sentences by 3,000 kilograms per person per month, what do you think of this suggestion..."

Zhang Feng thought about it, 3,000 kilograms per person per month doesn’t seem like much.

After all, previously that would’ve been the yield of seven or eight acres, folks with little land wouldn’t see such amounts even after two or three years, how could they contribute.

Now with increased yield, even the convicts saw hope.

Three thousand kilograms of food is enough for 20,000 mouths in one sitting!

Feeding so many mouths and only reducing one month’s sentence for one person is actually quite reasonable.

It’s a win-win situation.

Zhang Feng immediately went to discuss this with General Zhao, and after pondering for a while, General Zhao nodded.

"After all, we don’t have silver coins, using this method to reduce sentences is viable, it gives the convicts hope and we gain food. They might farm more actively, easing our food supply issues."

"I think this shouldn’t be limited to Deserted Mountain, it could be implemented across the Gulan Mountain Range, improving everyone’s enthusiasm."

When these words came out, Zhang Feng’s eyes brightened.

Pei Shu’er, indeed, performed a great deed this time.

Bringing hope to many convicts.

Zhang Feng proclaimed General Zhao’s decree throughout the Gulan Mountain Range.

The convicts heard this from the officers, realizing it was a proposal from a girl named Pei Shu’er.

Though they hadn’t met her, they held a good impression of her.

In all their time here, they hadn’t seen hope for reduced sentences till this girl brought it.

She truly is a blessing!