Disaster: Elopement at the Beginning, Backhand Food Critical Attack

When he opened his eyes, he was transformed into a poor scholar in the year of disaster. His fiancée took away the last food and ran away with the rich family's son. Are there two thugs left who want to kill me? Oh, I used my backhand to awaken the unlimited storage space, and also activated the face-slapping critical strike system. Slap the evil slave away, and the system prompts: [Successfully slapped in the face, rewarded with braised pork set x10]. I smiled as I watched the thick oily red sauce appear out of thin air. This famine seems to suddenly become interesting~