A daily intelligence report; in chaotic times and famine years, grain is plentiful.

"Hey, Chen Mo! How much longer do we have to walk?"

On the rugged mountain road, Zhou Hu turned around impatiently and shouted at Chen Mo, "Chen Mo, let me tell you, if I find out you've lied to me, you know what the consequences will be."

"Shut up, keep your voice down."

Chen Mo's face was indifferent.

After about an incense stick's time, the three of them finally arrived at the top of the mountain.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhou Hu was very dissatisfied.

Chen Mo still didn't want to pay attention to it. He went straight to a tree, moved the stone slab underneath, and took something out of it.

"Take it."

He handed the bag to Zhou Hu.

Zhou Hu reached out and took it, opened it, and saw that it was full of potatoes. He immediately smiled and said, "Not bad."

This bag of potatoes weighs at least twenty pounds, enough for one person to eat for a while.

In this famine year, it was a lifesaver.

"Brother Chen Mo, this..."

Sun Dazhu was quite puzzled. He and Chen Mo went up the mountain together almost every day to search for food, and he didn't know that Chen Mo had hidden supplies in such a place.

"Chen Mo, at least you have some sincerity. Let's cooperate well from now on."

Zhou Hu's lips curled up in a smile.

Sun Dazhu, his face grim, approached Chen Mo.

"Brother Mo, these potatoes are something we worked so hard to save up, how can we just give them to him like that?"

Sun Dazhu was extremely unwilling.

After all, these potatoes were their reserve food, stored on the mountain for emergencies. It was incomprehensible that they would give them away to this scoundrel for nothing.

Chen Mo ignored Sun Dazhu's complaints and turned to look at Zhou Hu.

Are you satisfied now?

He asked casually.

"It's alright, but..."

Zhou Hu carried the potatoes, a broad smile on his face.

"Since you were able to hide so many potatoes, you must also be hiding a lot of meat, right? Share some meat with me, I'm not greedy, anything from wild boar to dried fish..."

His eyes were filled with greed.

"That's enough! Don't push your luck!"

Sun Dazhu was furious.

He had long known that Zhou Hu was a scoundrel who was insatiably greedy.

What does "taking an inch and wanting a mile" mean?

Zhou Hu chuckled.

"You think you can fob me off with just a little potato? We're in the same boat now. I'm the one who's desperate and has no other choice but to rely on the Wang family. You know the consequences. What's wrong with giving me a little meat now?"

He spoke with great conviction, certain that Chen Mo would compromise.

"You're shameless! Working with someone like you will only get me killed sooner or later!"

Sun Dazhu gritted his teeth, his face flushed red.

For a time, the two were arguing fiercely.

"Stop arguing."

Chen Mo interrupted them.

"How much more meat do you want?"

His tone was very calm.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Hu and Sun Dazhu were both stunned.

A moment later, Zhou Hu's face showed surprise; he hadn't expected Chen Mo to agree so readily.

No wonder, this good-for-nothing can even give up his wife, he must be a pushover.

Thinking of this, Zhou Hu felt a surge of disdain.

"Brother Mo, don't agree to his request. This scoundrel is insatiable. If you give him a little something, he'll probably ask for even more next time..."

Sun Dazhu sounded anxious, as if he was afraid that Chen Mo would agree.

"It doesn't matter."

Chen Mo waved his hand again.

"Alright, since you're so generous, I won't be too greedy. Give me three catties of meat first. If you ever find any good opportunities in the future, remember to call me. I only want 30%, and I promise to keep it a secret."

Zhou Hu's smile widened.

He knew in his heart that since Chen Mo was so easy to talk to now, he might as well take the opportunity to ask for more. Anyway, this kid was so weak that he definitely wouldn't dare to really break off relations.

"Enough! Three pounds of meat? Do you know how hard it is to find meat? Why should I just hand it over to you like that?"

Sun Dazhu had reached his limit.

"Just because I know your secret, and besides, we'll be searching for things together later, and I'll definitely put in more effort. What's wrong with getting a little more now?"

Zhou Hu still looked smug, completely disregarding Sun Dazhu.

He's going to keep this secret from them for a while.

"Chen Mo, you must be a smart man. Hand over the meat, and I promise to follow you from now on."

Zhou Hu turned his head and said.

His words were utterly devoid of any politeness.

Chen Mo remained calm, unlike Sun Dazhu.

"How about I give you some more money?"

"Of course you can. Looks like you've been hiding quite a few things."

Zhou Hu was even more excited.

Chen Mo didn't say anything more, but slowly placed his hand on his waist and gripped the short knife.

"What do you mean by this? Are you trying to scare me with a knife?"

Seeing Chen Mo's actions, Zhou Hu was not afraid at all; instead, he laughed even more triumphantly.

He was certain that Chen Mo was bluffing. How could someone who was usually so weak dare to kill someone to silence them?

But in an instant, the smile on Zhou Hu's face froze.

At some point, Chen Mo drew a short knife from his waist and plunged it fiercely into Zhou Hu's heart.

"you……"

Zhou Hu was stunned and froze.

He looked down at the blood streaming down his chest.

"Chen Mo...you, how dare you..."

Zhou Hu trembled all over, his eyes filled with terror.

He never imagined that this person, who had always been weak and easily bullied, would actually dare to kill him.

Sun Dazhu was also stunned by this sudden scene and didn't know what to do.

Although he knew Chen Mo was decisive, he never imagined he would actually kill someone.

Chen Mo remained expressionless as he drew his short sword.

Zhou Hu staggered back two steps, wanting to open his mouth to curse, but he had no strength at all.

Chen Mo wiped the blood off his knife, put it away, and then kicked Zhou Hu's corpse toward the cliff.

As the corpse plunged into the abyss, Chen Mo silently turned around and looked at Sun Dazhu, who was standing there in a daze.

Sun Dazhu looked pale and fearful as he stared at Chen Mo.

"Brother Mo, if people find out about this, it's a capital offense..."

He was extremely panicked; he would never have dared to think about killing someone under normal circumstances.

Although we are in a chaotic and famine-stricken era, murderers still have to pay with their lives.

"Don't worry, no one but you and me will know about this."

Chen Mo's eyes remained calm.

"Zhou Hu has no relatives or friends, and he's a scoundrel in the village. He doesn't have any connections with anyone, so no one will care if he disappears, and they certainly won't suspect us."

Before doing this, Chen Mo had already made all the necessary preparations.

Looking at Chen Mo's calm face, Sun Dazhu felt a strange sense of fear.

The Chen Mo he knew before seemed completely different from the person in front of him; at least he was more ruthless and calmer.

"But after all, he still killed someone..."

Sun Dazhu remained very uneasy.

"It would be a real problem if we didn't kill him."

Chen Mo looked down at the bloodstains on the ground.

"This selfish and greedy person might betray us all one day for some benefit."

The best way to deal with a scoundrel like Zhou Hu is to eliminate him completely and prevent future troubles.