Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 369. 368. Unkempt
It can be seen that the Waking of Insects has passed.

But the weather didn't seem to change much, it was still as cold when it was supposed to be cold.

As a result, the progress of the dredging project was extremely slow.

The icy cold water of the river was so bitter that one could not even stay below for a hundred breaths. If one had dug half a basket of mud, one had to hurry up to the surface, otherwise one would be in danger of drowning.

The construction time also changed from Chenshi (7 to 9 am) to Sishi half past (10 am) and ended at Shenweizhijiao (3 pm).

There is only so much effort in a day.

Because after this time, the broken ice will slowly freeze, and people will be in danger of not being able to get up.

And the reason for this change is also because Master Shuiguan is kind-hearted and sympathetic to the suffering of the people.

Otherwise... If the previous time is still followed, God knows how many people will be frozen to death.

……

Mao Shi.

It was just dawn.

After Xuan Suning opened his eyes, he frowned.

Although she has followed the dredging team for more than ten days, after so many days, she found that she was still not used to it.

I can't tell where I'm not used to it.

According to the truth, ascetics are calm and do nothing, and they are at peace with the situation, no matter where they are, they are all geniuses.

However, she always felt that there was something out of place.

The water in the morning had frozen and was bitingly cold.

Wait for the ice water to melt before cleansing.

Although the cold water can wake up the spirit, it can't brush your teeth, and there are no willow branches, although poplar branches can also be used, but the bitterness in the mouth makes the mouth astringent and very uncomfortable.Although she only needs to turn back time to return the ice to its previous liquid state, but after all... it is uncomfortable.

Not to mention... the food here... is rough.

Although the meals of officials are good, they are all greasy.After a few bites, you will get bored.

Occasionally, I saw wild vegetables sprouting against the cold wind, and after I came back to blanch...they were all the same and topped with clear sauce, but they were not crispy in the mouth, but bitter and sticky to the teeth.

The combination of these conditions makes Xuan Suning always have the idea of ​​"not as good as Jingzhen Palace".

But every time this kind of thought rises, she can instantly notice it.

My own inner demons have come out to cause trouble again.

It's just... a little weird.

Obviously, like a golden saddle and a horse, it is heavy and proud.Hou Feng Wanhu, envoy Jingzhu.The Miguimo with a door full of bruises and a bed full of boots and wats had already been broken a few years ago.

Why is the demon in my heart still related to these?

Things outside the body should not confuse people's minds long ago.

While reciting the Sutra of Purifying the Heart, she walked out of the temporary residence specially built for the water officials to supervise the work.

Then there was a smell of mutton.

In the shanty in the corner, a cook specially assigned for the officials was boiling a sheep that he got from nowhere.

The fishy smell came from the pot.

The large piece of mutton just taken out was steaming with steaming water vapor in the cold wind.

And her appearance, others seem to be unaware of it at all.

Even if two officials passed her by with bowls, they didn't notice her.

Of course, I didn't notice the brows that the female Taoist frowned because of the fishy smell.

"This mutton should not be cooked in this way. Instead, when cooking, it should be mixed with pine wood to dissolve the oil. At the same time, the blood foam residue that has been boiled to dryness on the edge of the pot should be removed. Salt should not be added too early .Otherwise, the mutton looks delicious, but it actually makes the meat aging, and you can’t eat the dense and delicate taste... Good guy, isn’t this a waste of food.”

In a daze, she seemed to recall the words spoken by a disciple who was gnawing on a leg of lamb during the first month of the lunar year.

My disciple...

Thinking of this, Xuan Suning couldn't help but looked up at the sky.

It has been more than half a month.

There should be... nothing wrong, right?

……

"Shopkeeper, here's two catties of mutton! One can of bitter vegetables! First ten... twenty pancakes! Soup! Soup... two pots!...Don't be dazed! Hurry up!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

Early in the morning.

The owner of the mutton stall guarding the city gate of Shang County felt a little stupid when he heard what the foreigner dressed as a Taoist said.

These two people rode three horses in total.

The coat color of the three horses should be black, but now they are covered with yellow mud and lumps, and the original coat color has lost its shape.

The black and yellow knots are hanging on the horse, and at first glance, it looks like it was rubbed with shit somewhere...

It looked like a good horse, but it was so dirty that no one could figure out how much it was worth.

Not to mention these two lords, they were covered in dirt, on their faces and hair, and they didn't know if it was bad luck or offended some land lord.

Did it fall into the mud?
The house is so dirty... you can take a shower before going out to eat, okay?
and also……

What kind of appetite do these two people have?
Forget about two catties of meat, ordinary martial arts practitioners can eat it all at once.

But what's the matter with your twenty pancakes and two pots of soup?
Is it for people to eat or for pigs?

The sporadic tables of guests were in a daze, when they saw the beggar dressed as a Taoist take it out of his arms...

"Snapped!"

A silver ingot hit the table.

The Taoist priest's eyes seemed to be green, staring at the boss, as if he would eat people if he didn't take the meat:
"Hurry up! A lot of your money! Bring the cake first!"

And the scholar-like beggar opposite him didn't say a word, just sat on the chair regardless of his image and began to shake his legs.

It looks like it's either urgent to urinate, or planning to convulse and have epilepsy...

When the stall owner saw the money, he was sure that he would be able to afford the money, and immediately moved quickly.

As soon as the linen curtain was lifted, seven or eight pancakes were put into the pottery bowl with a slap... Finally, I looked at the frame and found that there were exactly twenty pancakes, so I simply carried the basket over.

A basket of cakes and a jar of pickles have just been placed on the table.

Under the watchful eyes of a group of diners, the two starving ghosts started to get started.

There is soil on hand.

But no one cares.

Grab the pie and start stuffing it into your mouth.

Hey, hey...the food doesn't look like a person anymore.

While the Taoist was eating, he sprayed the cake crumbs and yelled:
"Hurry up, soup! Soup!"

The crumbs of the cake were all sprayed on the face of the opposite scholar.

But the scholar didn't seem to care at all, and continued to gnaw on the cake with his head down.

The stall owner doesn't have a big pot.

Only use bowls.

The two bowls were served first, and just as they were about to cut the meat, they watched the two beggars throw the cakes in the box into the soup bowl.

Three cakes were thrown into a bowl of soup, and the soup was gone in an instant.

Then the chopsticks picked up a large amount of bitter vegetable stalks, put it into the soup bowl, and started digging into the bowl.

The shopkeeper took a look, and he didn't cut the meat anymore, so he quickly filled two more bowls...

In the end, five bowls of soup per person went up, and two catties of meat could be cut, and they watched helplessly after the two of them ate to the bottom.

Then I heard the Taoist say:
"are you full?"

The scholar said:
"almost!"

"Let's go, buy some dry food, and eat on the way!"

"Ok!"

After paying the bill and paying the money, the two beggars got on their horses and walked towards the stall selling dry food.

Under the attention of everyone, after wrapping up all the pastry that the stall owner had just baked, he turned his horse's head and went straight out of the city.

"...????"

The diners who woke up early in the morning and didn't know anything looked at a loss.

This……

What are these two people doing?
Just wondering, suddenly a few children ran over from nowhere, shouting as they ran:

"The gods have appeared! The gods have appeared!!!"

……

"Only finished running Hongnong on the [-]th, it seems that I thought the situation was simple before..."

Immediately, the unkempt Du Ruhui heard Li Zhen's words and shook his head:

"That's wrong, Daoist, but it's not true. Don't forget that Hongnong's terrain is flat, and the land is close to the Yellow River. It's easy to cultivate the land. Don't say it's too long. The last time I read the county annals was Daye for eight years, but this It’s only been two or three years. If you go through the county annals now, you’ll find at least [-]% more fertile land. It took you and me [-] days to run the whole Hongnong, and the loss is due to these three oolongs.”

While talking, he patted the mount under his crotch with some love:
"Three Schools of Pegasus... When it comes to raising horses, they are really the best in this world!"

After following for three days, his horse was already exhausted, and even if he was trotting, his mouth had already started to foam.

If you continue running like this without getting a rest, then the horse will be useless.

Therefore, when the two were in Strider Pond, Du Ruhui entrusted it to the Wu Family Firm.

That's right, it was Wu Zetian's father's firm.

When he learned from Du Ruhui that Wu's firm was almost equivalent to a gold-lettered signboard in Hongnong County, he asked a lot:
"Who is this boss? So rich?"

In the end, when he learned the name "Samurai Xun", he kicked Chase Lei out of breath.

Barely suppressing the speechlessness in my heart, and following Du Ruhui's description, knowing that this "samurai 彟" is really Wu Zetian's father, God knows how much he wants to play...Wu Zetian's mother, Yang Shi, was in the house when she gave birth. Outside the door, there was a stalk of "this woman has the appearance of the emperor"...

But just think about it.

Anyway, after the Wu's firm, which started out as a wood seller, agreed to take over the job of transporting Du Ruhui's horse back to Duling, the two sides also formed some fate.

And Du Ruhui is also a guy who loves the new and dislikes the old.

The first hour of riding Oolong Zou, I was still moaning and sighing, for fear that others would not take good care of my horse.

As a result, in the second hour, they rode their horses and began to have fun...

Today, Li Zhen and Li Zhen have already run through Hongnong's big and small villages and towns, officially ending Hongnong's "spring plowing", and are about to go to Shangluo.

But the time has been delayed by five days.

Li Zhen was worrying, and Du Ruhui said after he had finished praising the oolong, whose name he didn't know his name:
"On Mount Luodo, there is very little arable land. The Taoist leader is reassuring. I think when we get there, it should end much faster than Hongnong. Then we..."

He paused suddenly.

He and Li Zhen frowned at the same time and looked back.

"A military report! It's urgent! Get out of the way! Get out of the way!!"

A soldier with a command arrow in his back shouted with two horses, and chased them quickly...

　On the first day of the month, ask for a monthly pass! ! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)