Exile after Divorce? Empty the Scumbag Husband First!-Chapter 309 - 301: Food Is Not Hard to Solve

"Look, we still have some medicinal herbs with us."

Aunt weighed the bundles on the two of them, noticing Shaoxi busy reuniting with her friend, so Aunt didn’t disturb them.

Together with Ruan Mian, Ruan Qingsong brought the sick people in the Residence together.

They unified their efforts to diagnose and treat their ailments.

Aside from some individuals with existing disabilities, others weren’t seriously ill, merely suffering from malnutrition, leading to common illnesses.

As long as their diet improves and they have better conditions for warmth, these troubles can be overcome.

Of course, some medicine is also needed for supplementary treatment.

Solving the food issue isn’t difficult.

"Aunt, later come with me to Xinrong Health Care Center, I want to meet Nanny Lou and Miss Xu."

Aunt already guessed her intentions: "You want to regularly donate some food to the Residence through Nanny Lou and her team?"

Aunt really understood her: "You can’t trust people’s hearts, directly giving Silver Coin might lead to chaos as soon as we leave, wouldn’t it?"

"We receive dividends from the health preservation hall every month; that money will be used to help these people, it’s also a good deed."

Ruan Qingsong was evidently surprised by their righteousness.

"Miss, a monthly donation is no small amount of Silver Coin, wouldn’t that be difficult for you...?"

"This amount of Silver Coin is within my capability, but I can’t give much more than that."

"Brother, to truly solve this issue fundamentally, it has to start from the monarch."

"If the world is prosperous and peaceful, would the common people suffer? Certainly, every dynasty has its hierarchies, but comparatively, if the monarch is wise and the ministers unified, the people will live better overall."

"If the throne falls into the hands of someone incompetent and corrupt for personal gain, how can peace prevail? The people will just endure suffering, finding even self-help difficult."

At this point, Ruan Mian suddenly stopped talking.

"Discussing politics like this is disrespectful, fortunately it’s only close acquaintances here; let’s not let this spread."

She smiled, unknowingly changing how Ruan Qingsong looked at her considerably.

"Miss, if you were truly my sister, as your brother, I would be ashamed." Ruan Mian joked: "Brother may not remember anything now, but once he was from a merchant background, yet succeeded into officialdom by his own ability. If not for villains meddling, he wouldn’t be staying in distant Wuheng."

"Brother has grand ambitions, and I simply share his aspirations. Even though Brother has experienced trouble, I sincerely hope for him to rally again and not belittle himself!"

Ruan Qingsong felt encouraged and nodded firmly.

After spending the afternoon at the Residence, they got things settled there.

Leaving today would be too rushed, so they chose to return to the city and rest for a night, while Ruan Mian and Aunt made a visit to the health preservation hall to finalize donation arrangements for the Residence.

On the way to the health preservation hall, Aunt pulled out something new to show Ruan Mian.

"Mianmian, look at this!"

Ruan Mian looked over and saw a firearm made of processed iron and bronze on the carriage.

Comparatively more portable than the simple firearms they made before.

Ruan Mian was slightly curious: "Where did this come from? This era hasn’t developed to the point of having such firearms yet, has it?"

"Among the military supplies I’ve confiscated before, there was never such a delicate firearm. At that time, I wanted to improve them, but due to limited time and resources, I couldn’t focus on it."

Aunt quickly explained: "This is my first time seeing this, it’s something I got from a servant at that black market shop."

"I suspect they only had this one; after I took it, they had no chance to fire. Do you think those heartless people having this might imply that Wen Qiang, who colludes with them, knows something too?"

"Should we follow the clues further, is it possible the rebels already have advanced weapons?"

Aunt’s words reminded Ruan Mian.

Her suspicion could be valid.

Looking at the firearm, it was evidently more portable and delicate than the ones from the weaponry, yet a bit heavy.

If indeed crafted by King Yan’s faction, they’d hold a natural advantage during rebellion, attacking Capital City.

Da Jing lacks much in terms of hot weapons; the earlier firearms were heavy, long, and quite rough in construction, not ideal for warfare.

Their range wasn’t satisfactory either.

Reflecting on this, Ruan Mian took the firearm to have a closer look.

Aunt quickly cautioned: "Be careful, don’t let it fire accidentally!"

Ruan Mian smiled: "This item is not well-made and has much room for improvement, it won’t fire easily."

Upon hearing that, Aunt became interested: "Mianmian, can you, by any chance, improve firearms?"

Ruan Mian glanced around and noticed the lack of pen and ink, so she simply described it verbally.

"In the era I once lived, seeking a livelihood wasn’t easy. Mastering multiple skills to avoid danger was essential; crafting weapons was no exception."

"When we reach the health preservation hall, I’ll draw a blueprint; it can be improved by tonight."

"If I remember correctly, there’s a blacksmith shop on the street behind the health preservation hall? Let them craft some key components, then I’ll assemble and integrate them. The firing mechanism should be flintlock, connecting the trigger to the wheel lock. Once the trigger is pulled, the wheel spins against the flint above, instantly igniting fierce flames."

"However, this firearm’s range is short, with strong firepower and significant recoil, making it prone to accidental discharge compared to now."

"But strong firepower is enough! Although I didn’t quite understand the principles you mentioned, I think impressive is enough; you just need to make it!"

"With such advanced weaponry, won’t we be invincible?"

"Hey! Can we sell arms? Oh my! Wealth beyond imagination awaits!"

At that moment, Aunt seemed to fantasize about being buried under piles of Silver Coin.

Her mind was full of gold ingots.

Regardless of when, arms trading would undoubtedly bring significant profit.

Ruan Mian wasn’t thinking that far ahead; truly embarking on such trade involves much more.

She already possessed ample gold, silver, jewels in her space, and the treasure in Longchang Mountain, along with the ability to generate wealth within her realm, meeting her needs.

Currently, she focused on developing Wuheng well, aiding Xie Huai’an, and suppressing rebels.

Becoming the richest would naturally follow through other business endeavors too.

Yet, Aunt’s words had a strong agreement: "Indeed, with this thing, we’d be unstoppable."