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Chapter 55: Chapter 55: Just That Confident

Gu Fei gave her a cold look. "Do I have to tell you where my silver came from?"

"I didn’t steal it, I didn’t rob anyone, and I haven’t broken any laws. Where I get my silver is none of your damn business!"

Boss Zhang suddenly chimed in, "That’s right. Who in their right mind would tell others how they get rich? Even a master holds a few tricks back from his apprentice. If Little Fei can make money, that’s her own skill. No one else needs to be jealous!"

The village chief also nodded quickly. "Little Fei is a promising girl! In the future, we villagers will be counting on you to lend a hand. Ms. Qian, you’d better stop spouting nonsense!"

Standing behind the crowd, Uncle Ma’s eyes glinted unceasingly.

Just then, Gu Zhang let out a heavy sigh.

"I was wrong."

"When I first got the news, I should have just left quietly with my own family. Then none of this would have happened."

"But I was thinking of our relatives and neighbors. I couldn’t just think of myself and watch everyone die. I shouldn’t have gone to the village chief!"

Gu Zhang pounded his head hard. After speaking, he turned away, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Gu Fei glanced at her father. ’What a performance. His timing is perfect.’

’He’s right, though,’ she thought. ’If it were just our family, I would’ve put everything in my space by now. We’d be sitting in a carriage, speeding away. We wouldn’t have to suffer like this at all.’

Mrs. Chen seized the opportunity to add fuel to the fire. She hit Gu Zhang a few times. "It’s all your fault for meddling! I told you we should have just left on our own! Why did you have to care about anyone else? Now look! Not only is our daughter being wronged, but this might even bring disaster upon us!"

Gu Zhang was truly starting to regret it. ’Yes, I should have thought this through more. My family is eating white flour every day. Who wouldn’t be green with envy?’

The village chief quickly said, "Zhang, you have a good heart, and we’re all grateful. If it weren’t for you, we’d all still be in the dark, completely unaware of how severe this drought is."

"The Gu Family can afford white flour, so there’s no need for anyone to be jealous. You can’t compare people like that. There are plenty of families in the city who eat white flour every day. The Lord Emperor eats the finest delicacies every day, too. Can you compare yourself to the Lord Emperor?"

"From now on, no one is to speak of this matter again!"

The village chief looked at Gu Zhong sternly. "Gu Laoda, get your wife under control. She can’t keep her mouth shut. If she attracts the attention of the authorities, none of us will be safe!"

Gu Zhong gave Ms. Qian a vicious tug. "You and your big mouth! From now on, you keep your mouth shut! You’re not allowed to speak!"

Ms. Qian had been slapped and was now being berated by the crowd. Utterly humiliated, she wrenched her arm from Gu Zhong’s grasp and ran off into the distance.

The village chief tried to smooth things over. "Alright, alright. Everyone, eat up. We need to get back on the road after this."

Uncle Ma lowered his gaze, silently pondering. ’What exactly was the news Gu Zhang received that made him decide to flee south?’

’And if the little girl’s silver didn’t come from the Marquis Mansion, then where did she get it?’

’But there’s no rush. The road ahead is long. He’d find out eventually.’

As the commotion died down, everyone began to wonder the same thing. Where did a teenage girl like Little Fei get that kind of silver, and just how much did she have?

It took two hundred silver to ransom one person. That was no small amount.

The girl probably had a lot more silver on hand.

Gu Fei knew that while her words had disconnected the source of her silver from the Marquis Mansion, they had inevitably raised new suspicions. There was nothing to be done about it.

’Who was to blame? Her space only had fine rice and white flour, no coarse grains. The journey was long, and someone was bound to see the white-flour cakes eventually.’

’She had considered trading her rice for coarse grains to avoid suspicion, but why should she? Why should she be the one to make herself suffer?’

’She believed that with her own abilities, she could eat rice and white-flour cakes for the rest of her life. She could even have braised pork belly and firewood-stewed chicken!’

’Damn right, she was that confident!’

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