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

Hearing Chen Mo's words, Sun Dazhu fell silent.

He knew Zhou Hu's character very well, of course.

Now that this hidden danger has been eliminated by Chen Mo, it is definitely a good thing.

"Big Pillar".

Chen Mo looked up at him, her tone softening slightly.

"In this chaotic world, being merciful to the enemy is being cruel to yourself. If you want to survive, you can't be too indecisive."

In his past life, he experienced the destruction of his family and the loss of his loved ones, and he already knew the wickedness of people's hearts.

As Sun Dazhu looked directly into Chen Mo's determined eyes, his inner fear gradually lessened.

"Brother Mo, I understand. From now on, I'll do whatever you say without hesitation!"

Sun Dazhu's respect for Chen Mo grew even stronger.

"Let's go, let's go down the mountain first."

Chen Mo picked up the potatoes from the ground and walked towards Black Wind Ridge.

After finishing everything, it was already dusk when we descended the mountain.

Chen Mo pushed open the door and saw his father sitting at the table.

"Dad, have you had dinner?"

Chen Mo asked casually.

Chen Dashan nodded slightly, without replying, and simply looked at Chen Mo quietly.

The room was dimly lit by candlelight.

"Zhou Hu...what are you going to do with him?"

Chen Dashan spoke in a low voice.

He was extremely worried.

My son seems to have undergone a drastic personality change since he divorced his wife.

At least, there's a newfound ruthlessness in him.

Chen Dashan had noticed murderous intent in his son's eyes when he confronted Zhou Hu in the yard.

After all, Chen Mo is the pillar of the family. If Chen Mo really impulsively kills someone, his whole family will suffer.

Chen Mo did not answer immediately. Instead, he walked to the water vat, washed his face, and then drew the short knife from his waist to continue wiping it clean.

Seeing his son's expression and actions, Chen Dashan immediately understood.

He opened his mouth, hesitated, and finally sighed softly.

In this chaotic world, to survive, one really needs to be ruthless.

The Chen family had always been honest and upright, yet they still ended up almost losing everything.

It was Chen Mo's decisiveness and ruthlessness that improved their family's situation.

Chen Dashan slowly got up, walked to Chen Mo's side, and patted him on the back.

"Remember to clean it up thoroughly and don't leave any hidden dangers. Dad believes in you."

His tone was full of trust.

Chen Mo paused, his heart filled with emotion, and nodded: "Don't worry, Father."

"Get some rest."

Chen Dashan turned and went back into the house.

Late at night.

It was already midnight the following day.

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Chen Mo was feeling drowsy when the system notifications started ringing in his mind again.

【One: Five miles west of Black Wind Ridge, in a valley, there is a patch of uncultivated wasteland, about thirty acres in size (excellent concealment, but far from water sources, making cultivation difficult)】

[Second: Wild boars are spotted in Huangshi Mountain, ten miles north of the village (medium risk)]

[Three: Outside Pipa Town, eight miles away, there is an abandoned brick kiln with a small number of remaining blue bricks (approximately one hundred, low risk)]

Upon seeing these three messages, Chen Mo instantly lost all sleepiness and sat up abruptly.

Whether it's the thirty acres of land, the wild boar meat, or the blue bricks used to reinforce the storage facility, they are all extremely important resources.

However, for Chen Mo right now, these thirty acres of wasteland are more practical.

Meat isn't in short supply right now, so farming is a more practical approach.

In this era of land scarcity, every inch of arable land had an owner, and many villagers had already sold their land cheaply to local gentry like the Wang family in order to survive.

Once successfully cultivated, these thirty acres of unclaimed land will become a continuous source of food.

"Choose option one."

Early the next morning, Chen Mo got up and went to find Sun Dazhu.

"Brother Mo, where are you going again?"

Sun Dazhu didn't sleep well last night and looked exhausted.

He was still shaken when he recalled what happened yesterday.

However, now that he has chosen to trust Chen Mo, he will not have any other thoughts.

"Follow me."

Chen Mo carried his bow and arrows and walked up the mountain.

"hunt?"

Sun Dazhu asked, also curious about where Chen Mo had gotten so many connections.

However, he also knew that he shouldn't ask questions he shouldn't ask, so when Chen Mo didn't answer, he silently followed behind him.

After walking for an hour, Chen Mo finally stopped.

He opened the system map in his mind and followed the instructions, bypassing a large area of ​​jungle and grass. After a long time, he finally arrived at an open area.

A valley suddenly appeared before us, with patches of flat land intermittently scattered along the mountainside.

This kind of environment is indeed unsuitable for growing other grains.

No wonder no one has cultivated it; it takes a lot of time just to get there.

But Chen Mo now has many resources that allow him to convert the vacant land in front of him into grain planting land.

This kind of place is perfect for growing potatoes.

"Brother Chen Mo, what's wrong?"

Sun Dazhu was puzzled when he saw Chen Mo standing there in a daze.

Chen Mo snapped out of his daze, turned around and said, "Let's pick some mushrooms to take back."

Hearing this, Sun Dazhu became even more puzzled, finding Chen Mo rather strange.

After all, they usually hunt and fish, so how could they be trekking over mountains and valleys just to pick mushrooms?

Sun Dazhu didn't ask any more questions and followed closely behind Chen Mo.

When we came down the mountain, it was lunchtime.

Chen Ling'er had prepared a simple meal for her family, consisting of a few potatoes, some fish, meat, and wild vegetables.

They certainly have more potatoes than they can eat right now. Although they might get tired of eating them every day, it's good enough to have something to eat during a famine.

But looking at the potatoes in his hand, Chen Mo had another thought in his mind.

"What's wrong, bro? Don't you have an appetite?"

Chen Ling'er asked with concern.

Chen Mo shook his head and asked, "How many potatoes are left at home?"

"The ones I've hidden at home will last me another month, but some of them are sprouting and rotting every day."

Chen Ling'er was munching on a potato.

"I need to think of a way to make these potatoes something that can be stored for a long time."

Chen Mo murmured.

"Just grind these potatoes into powder and dry them in the sun."

Chen Dashan suggested.

"That's right, but before that, I need to make some of the potatoes into vermicelli."

Chen Mo said.

"Vermicelli?"

The elderly father, Chen Dashan, was also somewhat curious.

In recent years, there has been famine, and people have no grain reserves, let alone the ability to process their grain into refined grain.

Now, Chen Mo's family has the means to do so.

With that in mind, Chen Mo quickly finished his lunch and immediately took out a small portion of potatoes to test it out.

Although he had never made this kind of thing before, he had eaten vermicelli in his previous life and roughly knew how to make it.

After peeling and grinding the potatoes into powder, boil the powder, let it cool, and then pour it into a homemade basket, letting it flow into a pot to make it into noodle-like strands.

Chen Ling'er was also very sensible and took the initiative to help.

Soon, the first batch was barely produced and could be considered a success.

However, the most crucial step is to dry these vermicelli noodles.

If you show it off at home, it's too ostentatious, and it might even get stolen.

Chen Mo had other ideas in mind.

Since it's going to work, why not buy another iron pot and go to the secret base in the mountains to make vermicelli from most of the remaining potatoes and preserve them?

Just then, they suddenly heard the sound of gongs coming from outside the door.