Chaotic Frontier: I Picked Up a Peerless Little Wife at the Start

Lin Hui stood at the entrance of the courtyard.

He watched the direction the refugees had gone, his eyes showing no emotion.

In the distance, no trace of the refugees could be seen; only a hazy sky and desolate weeds remained.

The wind grew colder.

The blows stung his face. Lin Hui stared in the direction the refugees had left, not turning around for a long time, until Ling Ziyi's voice rang out, at which point he turned and went back into the house.

In the courtyard, the villagers continued working after finishing their meal.

At that moment, they felt fortunate to have a bowl of rice to eat and to be alive.

When Jia Hua saw Lin Hui come in, he went up to him and said, "Boss, you did the right thing."

Lin Hui showed no joy at driving away the refugees, and replied calmly, "Yes, it's only now that they've gone crazy from hunger. If they did, even a knife to their throats wouldn't help."

"If this continues, I'm afraid these refugees will be enough to make life unbearable for the people of the entire border prefecture and county."

Jia Hua shook his head helplessly: "Yes, the refugees are far more terrifying than anything else. With the borders falling one after another, we ordinary people will suffer sooner or later."

Lin Hui pulled Master Jia to sit down.

"Come on, Master Jia, let's have a chat today."

"Alright, boss, just tell me what you want to say."

Lin Hui got straight to the point: "It's like this, the border is unstable right now, and there are many refugees. I want to make a batch of weapons. I wonder if Master Jia knows any blacksmiths?"

"If there is such a connection, we would appreciate it if Master Jia could act as a go-between."

"arms?"

Jia Hua was quite shocked. If it were discovered that civilians were privately manufacturing weapons, they would be prosecuted for treason.

He stared at Lin Hui and asked, "You mean you want to train local militia and form a defense force?"

Lin Hui neither denied it nor said it outright: "Master Jia, this world is chaotic. If you don't have some means to protect yourself, you probably won't live long."

Jia Hua nodded: "You're right, having the ability to defend oneself is definitely a good thing."

"But if you forge weapons privately, it will be considered treason. I think if you really have this idea, you should go to the county government to find a way."

Lin Hui shook his head. "Don't worry, Master Jia. What time is it? Why care about these things? There are no rules in chaotic times."

Jia Hua was taken aback, then said, "I do know a blacksmith who is very skilled and can definitely meet your requirements, but this person..."

Lin Hui immediately stated, "As long as you're willing to come, money is not a problem."

Jia Hua chuckled and shook his head, saying, "Master, you don't know this. This person is indeed skilled, but his temper is such that he does things entirely based on his mood."

Lin Hui chuckled. Such people are often those with real skills.

"Master Jia, I'd appreciate it if you could put in a little effort."

Jia Hua said, "Boss, I can't guarantee anything. I can only say that I will do my best."

Lin Hui's mind raced, and he suddenly came up with a plan: "Here's what you'll do, Master Jia, when you go there, tell him that I definitely have a blacksmith's furnace that he's never seen before, and he'll regret it for the rest of his life if he doesn't come."

Jia Hua looked bewildered; he didn't see any blacksmith's furnace at Lin Hui's place.

If he gets scammed, given that stubborn old man's temper, he'll probably fight him to the death.

"Master, I will give it my best."

After agreeing, Jia Hua went back to work.

Ling Ziyi looked at Lin Hui with a mischievous grin: "If you do this, and the blacksmith really comes and finds nothing there, you're doomed."

"These skilled but eccentric masters are tough nuts to crack."

Lin Hui chuckled: "If I say it's there, it's absolutely there. I don't lie."

Ling Ziyi was taken aback: "Where is the furnace you're talking about?"

Lin Hui touched Ling Ziyi's cheek and laughed, "What's the rush? You'll see them when they arrive tomorrow."

Time flies, and before we knew it, it was afternoon. After seeing off the workers, Water Kite busied herself preparing dinner.

Because of the appointment with Fan Wujiu, Shui Feiyuan prepared an exceptionally lavish feast.

When everything was ready, the three sat together chatting, waiting for Fan Wujiu's arrival.

After it had completely darkened, there was a knock on the door.

Ling Ziyi went to open the door, carrying Fan Wujiu and Man Niu into the house. Lin Hui got up to greet them, saying with a smile, "Big brother, you've finally arrived. If you hadn't come, the food would have gotten cold."

After everyone was seated, Ling Ziyi introduced them: "Eldest brother, this is Sister Feiyuan, the first wife of my husband."

Fan Wujiu laughed heartily: "Little sister, you call me 'husband' so smoothly!"

Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter, creating a joyful atmosphere. However, Ling Ziyi looked at Fan Wujiu with a slightly resentful gaze.

Fan Wujiu introduced himself with a smile: "Feiyuan, I am Fan Wujiu, and this guy's nickname is Barbarian Donkey, and his real name is Dong Dashan."

Shui Feiyuan said earnestly, "Big brother, Brother Dong, from now on you are my brothers."

Fan Wujiu and Dong Dashan were taken aback, not knowing what "water kite" meant.

Ling Ziyi explained, "Sister Feiyuan was also a criminal, exiled here, and she has no family left."

Upon hearing this, Fan Wujiu fell silent.

What kind of world is this?

Then, with a gentle expression, he said to Shui Feiyuan, "Feiyuan, you and Ziyi are the same. As long as I, Fan Wujiu, am alive, you are my own sisters. If Lin Hui bullies you, just tell me, and I'll deal with him."

Lin Hui took out a jar of wine, and everyone filled it up, including Shui Feiyuan.

The first time the water kite drank alcohol, it was so spicy that she stuck out her tongue.

After several rounds of drinks and dishes, Lin Hui and Fan Wujiu began to discuss serious matters.

"Brother, Ziyi should have told you everything. Do you think this is feasible?"

Fan Wujiu put down his wine cup, took a deep breath, and slowly said, "White Tiger Mountain has a special terrain. I went there once when Cangying Ridge was at its peak. At that time, I thought about merging with them, but Bai Shirui disagreed."

"Right now, we are outnumbered and outgunned, and it would be difficult and not good to launch a direct attack."

Lin Hui said, "My idea is that you could try to get in and find out what Cheng Wuyou has hidden in White Tiger Mountain."

Fan Wujiu nodded: "Alright, in that case, let's put aside the brothers' trip to the restaurant for now, and I'll find a way to get in and find out the truth."

Lin Hui knew that Fan Wujiu was fine.

"Brother, how's the food on the mountain?"

Fan Wujiu sighed, "Alas, what else can we do? We'll eat whatever we find, since we don't have a single grain of food."

Dong Dashan chimed in, saying, "Brother Lin, could you think of a way to get us two bags of rice? We haven't tasted rice for half a month."

Lin Hui laughed heartily: "What's so difficult about that?"

"Feiyuan, take Brother Dashan to the granary. As long as he can carry it, he can carry as much as he wants."

Fan Wujiu was somewhat surprised: "Brother, with the border war going on, food is in short supply. Don't be arrogant just because you've hoarded some food. These days, food is more useful than silver."

Ling Ziyi chuckled and said, "Big brother, do you know how much grain he's hoarded?"

"How many?"

Ling Ziyi proudly stated, "Enough to feed an army of 20,000 for three years."

"ah?

Fan Wujiu was completely dumbfounded.

To put this into perspective, even the entire Linjiang County probably doesn't have that much stock.

Fan Wujiu chuckled and said to Dong Dashan, "Luzi, go with Feiyuan. You'd better live up to her spirit and not say you're weak."

Everyone burst into laughter again.

Fan Wujiu suddenly became serious and asked, "Given the current situation, what are your plans?"

"Brother, to be honest, I want to build my own power. I have already sent someone to invite a blacksmith to forge weapons and armor. The borders have fallen one after another. If we want to survive, we have to rely on ourselves."

"Alright, with Ziyi helping you, you'll be fine. Just say the word when you need the brothers, and I'll bring them all to serve you."

Lin Hui nodded: "Brother, you need to hurry up with the White Tiger Mountain matter. Cheng Wuyou and I will have to fight each other sooner or later."

Fan Wujiu nodded, and Dong Dashan came out carrying two sacks of grain.

After Fan Wujiu and the others left, Lin Hui did not choose to enjoy the rain with the two ladies, but instead picked up paper and pen to draw blueprints.

I didn't sleep a wink all night, but I finally finished the design.

He believed that once the blacksmith arrived and saw the blueprints, he would be willing to stay.