She Rebuilt Her Fallen Country With Storage Space-Chapter 222: Others Freeze, I Eat Meat

These cartoon characters have built even more houses on the original foundation of Sha City.

The territory of Sha City has expanded by more than twice.

They used the resources Xiang Ying invested in construction and development, thereby attracting an endless stream of people from all directions to reside here.

Now the city has clearly defined divisions of labor and is living an organized and orderly life.

Xiang Ying saw that they had added government offices, schools, and various shops on the streets.

The three people she initially helped have become the leaders of Sha City.

They are responsible for the rational allocation and use of resources, and they recruited soldiers and horses, focusing Sha City on military strength.

Children as young as three years old were already getting their hands on knives, guns, and clubs.

This place was no longer just Sha City; with further development, it could become Sha Country...

Xiang Ying was quite moved to see their vibrant and flourishing vitality.

Discovering that these cartoon characters preferred horses and the iron for forging weapons, she didn’t hesitate at all and turned around to open the bartering system.

According to the system rules, the more resources she provided to the characters, the cheaper the exchange prices on the system.

Now, a Warm Baby only cost ten grains of rice.

That’s right, not ten jin, not ten bags, but ten grains.

Xiang Ying couldn’t believe the price herself.

The price for a young horse was a bit higher, costing ten jin of rice per horse.

Without hesitation, Xiang Ying exchanged fifty young horses, along with live hens, goats, and bulls— a total of one hundred animals.

All were given to the cartoon characters.

She also exchanged many iron tools; this was slightly more expensive, requiring fifty jin of rice for one jin of iron.

Xiang Ying didn’t give too much, because weapons were also useful to her to stockpile.

She casually gave fifty jin of iron.

Then she threw in some fresh cured meat and sweet, juicy fruits harvested from the plantations.

After giving these, she looked back at the screen and saw the cartoon characters so excited that they were almost knocking their heads against the ground.

Xiang Ying smiled.

Over at General Wei Yong’s side, the citizens of the city had already raised a tumultuous roar because of these gifts from the sky.

He quickly waved his hand, "Quick! While God Wang Ying is still here, bring out the newly cast statue!"

Xiang Ying outside the screen was about to leave, but then she saw the cartoon characters, with great effort, pulling something out.

On four wooden carts joined together, there was something tall covered with a red cloth, which was not very clear from the outside.

It wasn’t until they reached out and unveiled it that Xiang Ying leaned in closer and her Phoenix Eyes widened.

"Is this... a statue?"

More accurately, it’s a deity statue.

Originally, these cartoon characters had built one, but it was in the likeness of a male, which Xiang Ying had destroyed.

Now this newly molded one, with flowing robes wearing a seven-colored skirt, had an ethereal and gentle elegance.

Xiang Ying suddenly realized.

These cartoon characters revered her like a deity, so they had created another deity statue for her.

She leaned in close to the screen and carefully examined it from top to bottom, clicking her tongue in awe.

"Such a large statue, it must have taken them quite a while to build."

Touched, Xiang Ying immediately moved over boxes of treasures she had previously collected—gold and silver jewelry—and threw them into the screen without thinking about the cost.

General Wei Yong was originally kneeling on the ground with the citizens inside the city, feeling very anxious as they looked up at the sky.

Wondering if God Wang Ying would like it this time.

When a Pearl Necklace fell with a smack onto his forehead, he was stunned.

Following that, various precious pieces of jewelry rained down like a downpour.

"It seems like God Wang Ying is pleased with the deity statue we cast this time."

General Zhongyong shouted, "Kneel and give thanks! Thank the Goddess!"

Up until today, they had finally ascertained that the deity aiding them, God Wang Ying, was a kind-hearted and generous fairy.

*

For some reason, the weather where Xiang Ying was had cooled down overnight.

Initially, it was just the heat combined with famine that people could bear.

Now, gusts of cold wind swept through, and the exiled criminals could barely endure it after walking for a while.

Fortunately, Xiang Ying was seated inside a carriage with the children, completely shielded from the cold wind.

The two carriages, besides carrying supplies, also provided shelter from the wind.

She arranged for Xiang Li, Lin Lingxiang, and the Seventh Princess to sit in the carriage behind her.

She also brought along two older scholars from the Imperial College, Mr. Chu and Elder Mr. Lin.

The howling wind rushed past like surging tidal waves.

Inside the carriage, Elder Mr. Lin held a cup of hot tea provided by Xiang Ying and peered out through the flaps.

He sighed, "A couple of days ago, I saw a comet with a fiery tail, signifying a sudden weather change. There’s an old saying: Heaven’s countenance changes too swiftly, and that is not a good thing for us..."

Jie Chen and the rest of the soldiers put on cotton-padded jackets that they had used to keep warm on Bogui Mountain.

Skinny Monkey was rubbing his hands together, constantly cursing under his breath.

"This damn weather, so strange, one moment it’s so hot that you sweat sticky sweat, and now it’s as cold as if winter is coming, do they still let people live?"

Acid Scholar sneezed beside him and teased, "It’s October, it should be cold by now."

The wind was getting stronger, nearly blinding one’s eyes.

Jie Chen then ordered the group to find a wind-sheltered slope to regroup on the spot.

It was just the right time for lunch, and time to prepare food.

Xiang Qianqian stepped down from the carriage, shivering and rubbing her arms.

The silks she wore now were bought in Mei City and were not the thick, soft clothes she needed.

The Sixth Prince, having wrapped himself in a cloak early on, felt sorry for her as her hands and feet were freezing.

Xiang Qianqian had intended to go to the cookfire to warm herself.

However, she saw the cooks were making a soup again with cabbage stalks.

She was so angry that she almost rolled her eyes.

"Again with this cabbage stalk soup? We’ve been eating it for three or four days straight; when will it end? You said before that we must save the food because the Vice General hadn’t returned, but now the Vice General is back, so why are we still eating this? Where’s the meat?"

The cook glanced at her and said discontentedly, "The meat has long been eaten; there are so many mouths to feed, and we didn’t get much in the way of supplies in Mei City."

"If you want meat, wait for it. We’re also longing for it! We’ll talk about it when we get to Bai City."

Xiang Qianqian was about to argue but suddenly smelled a fragrant scent of meat.

She turned to look.

Over by where Xiang Ying was, a fire had been built, and she was roasting pork belly.

It was unclear how she had managed it, but strips of pork belly were cut into a floral pattern and placed on the grill in strings, sprinkled with cumin and salt – the smell was drifting over from there.

Unable to help herself, Xiang Qianqian walked over and felt blissful with just a couple of inhalations of the scent.

But that wasn’t all, Tao Xue by Xiang Ying’s side had set up three large pots for simmering old duck soup.

Three plump ducks were stewing until they turned golden, with plenty of mushrooms and fresh fungi added in.

Xiang Qianqian’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

She turned and accused the cooks, "Didn’t you say there was no meat? If there is none, where did my elder sister get her food from?"

The cook glanced at her as if looking at an idiot.

"That is what Xiang Ying confiscated from bandits herself; the Deputy General said that her stuff is hers to manage. Are you envious? If you are so envious, you can also go and catch bandits!"

Grinding her teeth, Xiang Qianqian’s pride did not allow her to ask Xiang Ying for food.

Yet, the thought of them enjoying such delicious fare made her envious.

At that moment, she looked up and saw the Sixth Prince poking his head out from the carriage, as if also searching for the source of the aroma.

Seeing an opportunity, Xiang Qianqian quickly covered her face and approached, complaining in a hurt tone, "Your Highness, you must do something about this..."