Salt Xiao Fulang

Chapter 25

Song Xu followed quietly all the way to Mass Burial Au.

He watched helplessly as several attendants threw the dead man into the ditch like a sack.

The poor corpse was embedded in the snow, drowned by a few random shovels.

Gone.

When the attendant left, Song Xu asked Xiaochun to stay on top, and wanted to go down to have a look, but was stopped by Caixiu.

"Grandpa...don't go down."

She was shivering from the cold, but her eyes regained a little clarity.

"This is a mass grave, the bottom is dirty..."

Mass burial depression.

Song Xu's scalp was numb.

"So just throw people under there!? Not even bury them?"

Caixiu asked in a daze, "Why do you want to bury it? At most, it will be wrapped in a straw mat... There will be wild dogs and some meat-eating birds nearby, and those who throw it down will become bones in a short time."

Song Xu was speechless for a while, but Caixiu sighed and said leisurely: "Besides, I know this person."

It turned out that this skinny man was once a mason in the county.He is ordinary, married two sons, and gave birth to a daughter.

The only thing worth mentioning is that his husband's stomach is not up to par, and the daughter will have nothing to do after that.

Five years ago, my daughter was eighteen.Seeing that there was no hope of finding a husband, the family wanted to marry her off. After asking around, they fell in love with a farmer in a nearby village.

The family of the farmer was well-off, and the mason had only one daughter, and he tried his best to carry her dowry.

So this newlywed had a glorious wedding.

At that time, Qian Sangou had just gained a firm foothold in Chunyang County, and he didn't have time to do too many things that angered people.

He happened to be on the street that day, and he saw the beautiful figure of the bride at a glance.She smiled happily, and her rouge red makeup made this ordinary girl reveal her amazing beauty at that moment.

Qian Sangou thought about that.

So he abducted the bride in the street, and let his attendants beat the bridegroom until he was powerless to resist.

"Later, the farmer's family brought more than a dozen relatives to Qian's mansion. Unexpectedly, the people in Qian's mansion invited them in cunningly, closed the door and killed them all. The mason didn't get any news from left and right, and spent all day with his husband. Weeping at home, I couldn't wait for a month, so I stopped Qian Sangou on the street." Caixiu said.

"Qian Sangou said he didn't know, he was gone, he died and burned. The mason's husband couldn't bear the stimulation, and died of illness not long after, and the mason went crazy."

Xiaochun asked: "Didn't Qian Sangou send someone to kill the mason in all these years?"

Caixiu shook her head: "I don't know. The mason has disappeared since then, and I don't know where he hid it. I only recognized it just now."

After finishing speaking, she paused, and then said: "In fact, there are quite a few such things, but it's just that fewer people were killed later. For a few years, Qian Sangou did everything except not daring to kill people in the street."

The influence of killing people in the street is too bad, and the people are not allowed to beat him together.On the contrary, as long as they do things in secret, the country people have little knowledge, and many of them swallow their anger.

Song Xu probably understood the ins and outs, and felt angry for a moment, and felt a little bit sad.

At this moment, he suddenly figured out one thing - he couldn't escape.

He squeezed Xiaochun's hand tightly, Xiaochun felt pain, but didn't make a sound.

"Xiaochun."

"Ok?"

"Whether we have money or not, we can't sit still. I want to kill Qian Sangou."

Xiaochun opened his eyes wide in surprise.

He knew that her husband had always been a little afraid.

He is a good man, and the world he lived in didn't have these bloody disasters, so he didn't have that kind of bloodiness.

Xiaochun likes such a husband, it makes him feel safe.But he also likes to say that the husband who appeared in this sentence makes him feel brave.

"Damn Qian Sangou, someone has to kill him. I can't do much. If I have to pick up a knife to chop, I have nothing to say." Xiaochun said firmly.

Song Xu's heavy heart suddenly lightened.

"I talk about holding knives and knives all day long... you just need to give me a daughter."

Xiaochun blushed all of a sudden.

Song Xu turned his head to look at the snow-covered mass grave, and said firmly, "Not only will Qian Sangou be killed, but we will also get out."

***

Qian Xiaoyu brought Mo Shi'an back to a small house he bought on the edge of the county.

Mo Shi'an saw that Qian Xiaoyu was petite and weak, so he unconsciously became a little protective, and protected her so well along the way.

Qian Xiaoyu secretly rejoiced, secretly thinking that it really didn't take much effort.

Mo Shi'an was a thread he casually put on, but who knew it would bear such a big fruit.Unexpected joy, joy on top of joy.

He rolled his eyes, and thought of several new ways to toss about on the road, and when he arrived at the house, he would serve water and cook for people, behaving extremely virtuously.

He is used to the work of servants, and it is only in the past few years that he has become a little more leisurely, so his skills are several grades higher than Song Xu's and others.

It's like Song Xu making dumplings. It's just a dumpling, but he can make a rabbit or a cat, and he can also carve an orchid out of a white radish to decorate the plate.

As soon as the sweet cakes and salty crisps are baked, you will know if they are skilled. Mo Shi'an has been on the road for a day and a night, and he is already hungry. At this moment, he doesn't care about anything, so he opens his mouth—"Hmm!"

Qian Xiaoyu propped her chin, sat beside the table, and smiled smugly: "How is it?"

Mo Shi'an has eaten a lot of good food from all over the world, but it has to be said that there is not much room for improvement in folk dim sum.

The sweet taste is soft and smooth, and the salty taste is crispy. He poured down a plate before he was half full. He said calmly, "It's delicious, but it's a bit lacking."

Qian Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing again.

"You idiot, won't you praise me more? Rather than asking for it directly, you might as well praise others. Both of us like to hear good things... After hearing good things, if you don't say what you want, I will serve you a few more dishes." Come up."

Mo Shi'an: "..."

Qian Xiaoyu reached out and touched Mo Shian's hair, but he didn't dare to touch Mo Shian's hair. When he met the other's calm eyes, his face suddenly flushed.

"Okay, okay, I'll make something to eat. Do you want noodles?"

Mo Shi'an smiled: "Okay."

Qian Xiaoyu cooked two bowls of noodles and came back, and ate them with Mo Shi'an.

Then he wiped his mouth and looked at the sky.

"Okay, I'm going back to work in the shop. Maybe I won't come back at night, so you don't have to avoid suspicion. Live here if you like it, if you don't like it... Huh, don't you like it?"

Mo Shi'an laughed and said, "I didn't say I didn't like living, why did I get mad at myself?"

Only then did Qian Xiaoyu let go of his pursed mouth, and he said cheerfully: "Okay! Then next time I come back, you will still be here!"

He didn't ask any more, just picked up his clothes like a little fool and went out the door with a smile.

Leading the horse, he didn't go to the shopkeeper of the horse, but turned around and came to the back door of Qian's mansion.

"My lord, you're back!" Bao Lin guarded the door all night. At this moment, his eyes were sleepy and he was extremely sleepy. Seeing Qian Xiaoyu was like seeing his own mother.

Qian Xiaoyu rolled his eyes: "If there's anything, please tell me."

Baolin helped him lead the horse, frowning.

"Master just came back, and got angry. I don't know who is not good-looking, holding a knife halfway to block the frame of the master, and yelling some unpleasant things... let our people get killed."

Qian Xiaoyu frowned: "Why did you kill again? When did you provoke another one, why didn't I know?"

"Hi, I heard that it was the one five years ago..."

Xiao Yu was startled: "The little lady's father? Finally found it?"

Then he smiled again: "That's good, if you kill him, you'll be done, and you won't have to look for it again. Let me settle one of my worries."

Baolin curled his lips: "But the master is not happy. That man scolded the master for god damn it, damn it, the master feels bad luck... just smashed ten bowls."

Qian Xiaoyu said indifferently: "Small it, our family is short of these ten bowls. Hmph, he said that God will kill him, and God killed him? He is not the one who died, our master has a long life."

While talking, the two arrived at the gate of Qian Sangou's courtyard.

Although the owner of the courtyard often stays away for ten days and a half months, the courtyard is still well-kept and tidy.

At this moment, beside a piece of green bamboo at the door of the room, there are broken pieces of porcelain on the ground.A roar came from the room: "Why is that old thing still alive!?"

Qian Xiaoyu took a deep breath, took off her cloak and let Baolin hold it, with a smile on her face, she stepped in.

"Where to live, isn't this dead?"

Qian Sangou is fat and fat, which makes Qian Xiaoyu weak and Liu Fufeng.

He walked in quickly, made a surprised expression, supported Qian Sangou and said, "Why is the master so angry? Kill that lunatic if he kills him, no matter what crazy words he says."

Qian Sangou Bai grew up to be such a big man, and his body was weak, and he felt flustered and short of breath when he got angry.Qian Xiaoyu's support won his heart deeply. He put his weight on Qian Xiaoyu's body, moved a few steps and sat down on the chair.

Boom.

Qian Xiaoyu was numb from the pressure, took a deep breath, put on a smile again and said: "Master is blessed, I can't bear the pressure."

Qian Sangou glanced at him: "You're used to saying good things, you have such a small mouth, you talk nonsense all day long."

"Then master doesn't like Xiao Yu's mouth?" Qian Xiaoyu pouted.

"Hey, that really likes it."

Qian Xiaoyu was white and tender, smart and cute, with almond eyes, but they shone like a fox.

Qian Sangou's best taste is not this one, but this does not prevent him from changing his taste occasionally.He leaned over distractedly, and reached out to touch Qian Xiaoyu's lower back.

The fat hand pinched and kneaded to the left, and after a while it was not satisfying, and wanted to reach into his clothes again.

Qian Xiaoyu giggled: "Master...you tickle me to death!"

"Where is it itching?" Qian Sangou's eyes became more obscene.

"Hmm..." Qian Xiaoyu looked up at the sky, "My heart itch."

Qian Sangou laughed loudly: "You little naughty ghost, you just refuse to serve my master well."

Qian Xiaoyu snorted and said, "Why is it my fault? It's all because of the cold weather. But the master is back, where is Aunt Ma?"

Qian Sangou's face changed in a second: "That bitch killed someone on the road, and she kept screaming in fright, as if she was insane. I got someone to lock her up."

"Madness? All right, I'll take a look for you later."

Qian Sangou said with satisfaction: "You still know how to do things, I can't bear to torment you..."

"Does the master want to or not..."

Before Qian Xiaoyu finished speaking, Baolin suddenly came in in a panic.

"Brother Xiaoyu, Madam is looking for you..."

Qian Sangou snorted coldly: "Okay, get out."

Qian Xiaoyu stood up, straightened her clothes, and said with a smug smile: "Madam must have something to do with me. The master spends money to have fun, which is the most important thing."

Only then did Qian Sangou calm down again: "Go, don't be beaten by that old hag."

The huge Qian Mansion, the courtyards of Mrs. Qian and Master Qian are on the left and right ends.

Qian Xiaoyu was tired all night, and had to deal with this and that with all her heart. At this moment, she just felt that the road was infinitely long, and she wished she could get a sedan chair to be carried.

But how can he be qualified to sit in a sedan chair?

No matter how favored he is, he is nothing more than a slave.

Madam Qian's yard is no different than Qian Sangou's, it is just as magnificent and extravagant.

Qian Xiaoyu walked in with soft feet, Madam Qian was drinking wine in the yard.

"Madam called me here in such a hurry, what happened?" He didn't try to be brave, he pulled a chair and sat down first, and then asked with a smile.

Madam Qian reproachfully nodded his forehead.

"You little thing, you didn't come home all night yesterday, and you still ask about me?"

Qian Xiaoyu lowered her head shyly: "I went to the house I bought outside and offered a memorial tablet to my parents."

Madam Qian's hand paused, and she sighed: "After saying this, more than ten years have passed in a blink of an eye... Don't be too sad, people will always go. Look at me, I can always pull out a few white stalks every morning. Fat, maybe I won’t have a good life for a few years..."

"What nonsense!" Qian Xiaoyu grabbed Madam Qian's hand with tears in her eyes: "Madam is still very young, your skin is smooth and fat, and there is no trace of dark marks on your face, how can you compare with the old women on the street? "

Madam Qian chuckled: "I'm kidding you, my little boy, I'm making you anxious. Come on, sit here."

Qian Xiaoyu sat down obediently, and his wife put her head on his shoulder.

"Yesterday I heard that you didn't come back, so I was very worried... In the future, don't go out at night. Those account books are just some books. Let people bring them back and read them comfortably, isn't it good?"

"Ma'am, if business hadn't been worse than before, I wouldn't go out every day..."

Madam Qian was startled: "What? What's going on?"

"It's nothing serious. It's probably because we haven't bought a shop for a long time, and there are always some thugs trying to grab business from us. I'll go out recently to have a look, to see what's going on, and to discuss a regulation."

Madam Qian said harshly: "Threats and lures, there is always a way. If it doesn't work, take someone to snatch it, what can those lowly people do to me!?"

Qian Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Madam, don't worry, I know it well."

After all this, he was finally able to return to his hut.

Qian Xiaoyu was so tired that she fell down and covered herself in the quilt.

He was exhausted physically and mentally, he could no longer express any expression on his face, and his heart ached, wondering if there was something wrong with the freezing yesterday.

This money mansion is beautiful on the outside, but unbearable on the inside.

Master Qian spends most of the year sleeping in flowers and sleeping in willows, wandering in the brothel street.

Madam Qian doesn't know how to make money but likes to count money, eating, drinking and having fun all day long.

One of the two young masters is in the capital and the other is in the south of the Yangtze River. The only daughter married to the Yuan Mansion.

The daily operation depends entirely on a "housekeeper".

Qian Xiaoyu is the steward of the Qian Mansion.

It sounds like a prestigious position under one person, but in reality it is nothing more than a slave who has signed a bond of prostitution.

Masters give birth to masters, and slaves give birth to slaves.

Qian Xiaoyu's parents were former slaves of Yuan Maolin's family, surnamed Zhou, and gave birth to a son, who was the son of Yuan's family.

On the day of giving birth, it was raining outside, so he named it Zhou Xiaoyu casually.

One day, Master Yuan suddenly gave him a surname, so he followed his parents and changed his name to Yuan Xiaoyu.

The fate of slaves is cheap, Master Yuan just came to Chunyang County not long ago, this pair of slaves did not know what happened, they were beaten to death and thrown into a mass burial pit.

Yuan Xiaoyu became a little slave without parents.

He endured hunger and hunger since he was a child, living at the bottom of the slave pile, until he was a little older and showed some human qualities.

He was reused by Yuan Maolin.

Yuan Maolin taught him how to read and gave him delicious food, but after a long time, the novelty disappeared, so he was given to Qian Sangou.

He also changed his name to Qian Xiaoyu.

Look, the servant's last name is like a joke.

Qian Xiaoyu fell asleep, and Mo Shi'an appeared in his dream.

Mo Xiaoyu, it sounds good too.He smashed his mouth and thought.

***

"The first Song Family Congress begins now!"

Song Xu was impassioned, Xiaochunjiang Tiantian and Tian Xiaoqing clapped their hands.

Tian Xiaoqing: "My surname is Tian, ​​who is with your Song family."

"Okay, if you enter my shop, you are my family." Song Xu moved out the rogue logic, and when he was done, he knocked on the stones that were temporarily used as whiteboards.

"Skip the unimportant things. Today I want to discuss with you guys the idea of ​​killing Qian Sangou."

Tian Xiaoqing had heard about the ins and outs a long time ago, and he would not have gotten involved with Song Xu's affairs in the past.But after being together for so many days, he has gained both benefits and feelings, saying that regardless of Song Xu's life or death, he must not be ruthless.

So the shop closed in the afternoon, and he obediently moved a stool and sat down.

"First, we need to find out the nature of the enemy." Song Xu took a burnt dead branch and wrote two characters on the stone.

Tian Xiaoqing raised his hand: "Brother Xu, why do you suddenly know how to read?"

He had confirmed this with Xiaochun before, and it was true at this time: "Didn't we go to school together when we were young?"

Tian Xiaoqing was dumbfounded: "I, I seem to have been in school for a year, but I still don't recognize it."

It's a good thing you don't recognize it.Song Xu stared at his simplified characters and slandered, ignoring Tian Xiaoqing by the way.

"What we have to deal with is Qian Sangou, not County Magistrate Yuan. People don't fight with officials, but fighting a local gentry is much less resistance than fighting officials. Although Qian Sangou and Yuan County Magistrate are in-laws, in-laws No matter how close we are, we can’t really be as close as a family!”

"Hahahaha..." Tian Xiaoqing was amused, Xiaochun picked up a wooden stick and slapped it on the side of the stool: "Silence!"

Tian Xiaoqing closed his mouth.

Song Xu was very satisfied with his class representative and continued to speak.

"Fighting gentry is divided into open fighting and secret fighting. Open fighting will definitely provoke the county magistrate, but in secret fighting, the county magistrate may not intervene. This gives us the possibility of success."

He took a deep breath, and his expression was slightly serious: "This morning, Xiaochun and I witnessed a murder case. According to the information provided by the insider Caixiu, it was a person whose family was ruined by Qian Sangou. Because of hatred, a A man with a knife went to fight a convoy of [-] people - the end was tragic."

Xiaochun was glanced at by Song Xu, subconsciously sat up straight, and then heard someone say forcefully: "So! Please don't just chop with a knife! There will be no good results!"

Xiaochun: "..."

"But it also provided me with a way of thinking. Before, I always felt that the Qian family was huge, and Xiaochun and I were only two people. How could we possibly beat them? But with the feat of this martyr, I understand that this county, Even in the nearby villages, there are many good people who are oppressed! They, like me, can only hide at home because they are soft-spoken, and dare not stand up against... against money." Song Xu cleared his throat: "So, we must unite ! One person is dead, ten people are dead, one hundred and one thousand people go together, is there any way for Qian Sangou to survive!?"

"Good!" Tian Xiaoqing stood up and applauded excitedly.

Song Xu took the opportunity to snatch his stool and sat down: "Thank you."

Tian Xiaoqing: "..."

There were only three stools in the whole shop, so Tian Xiaoqing could only stand humiliatingly.

"Then the first item of the plan is to contact the people who have a grudge against Qian Sangou. I have already explained this to Aunt Caixiu. She has been in Chunyang County for the longest time and knows the most people. I have already let her She went to inquire about the news."

Song Xu wrote another two on the slate: "The second, the way to fight him. How to kill a person requires brainstorming, which is one of the reasons why I got you all together for a meeting. I have a few ideas, next Poisoning, setting fire, throwing into the river... these are all good ways to disguise accidents."

Tian Xiaoqing: "Didn't you finish talking? Then how can you die?"

Jiang Tiantian interjected contemptuously: "Then you are too stupid. You fell and fell to your death when you were walking, you were struck to death by lightning, and your horse was stunned and trampled to death. There are many other ways to die."

Song Xu suddenly felt his spine go numb.

Xiaochun said: "He can have countless ways to die, but it is very difficult to achieve, because he will always be surrounded by a group of people."

The three of them were silent, and Xiaochun continued: "Whenever he goes out, he is very grand. Except yesterday to worship the ancestors, he doesn't seem to go out of the county very much. He usually lives in Liuxiang, Huajie, which is his territory."

Song Xu answered, "Even if we gather a thousand people, we can't just rush in and kill people on the street. Then the whole county will see us, and no one will be able to escape the crime."

The four of them looked at each other, and Song Xu concluded, "The top priority is to collect information and make money. We'll wait for Aunt Caixiu to find out the information before we come back. What we can do now is... make dumplings."

"Money is not everything. Without money, everything is impossible. In my hometown, this saying is very popular."

In the evening, Song Xu sat on the bed and soaked his feet, Xiaochun packed up his things and closed the door, then sat over and began to take off his socks.

"Yeah." He replied, putting his foot on Song Xu's.

He has been working for many years, and the soles of his feet have a thick layer of calluses, rough, which makes Song Xu itchy.

Even though it was a pair of feet that were not compatible with Bai Nen, Song Xu still felt very excited, tilted his head and kissed Xiaochun.

After parting, Xiaochun licked his lips and said, "Counting today, we have already saved 15 taels, which is worth half of the store. But you gave Aunt Caixiu [-] taels during the day, and now we have no money. We can't even buy land." .”

Song Xu was also worried: "I don't want to go back to the shop for the time being, and I still have to buy the land. Caixiu needs money to inquire about the news, and this money has to be spent... It's a lot of expenses. Only Sangou without money, we Only then can we open a store openly and earn more money."

Xiao Chun stirred the water: "Then can our girl wait?"

Song Xu froze for a moment, then suddenly developed towards the beast.

"Why is it coming soon? Let me touch..."

The two of them didn't bother to wipe their feet, and quickly fell on the bed.

Xiaochun whispered: "It's not your bad idea, it's more than two months."

"Then we have to hurry up, otherwise when the birth is born, people will see it, why did it happen so late, could it be a Nezha..."

……

The two were messing around, covered in sweat and wrapped in the quilt.Song Xu got up and went to blow out the oil lamp, the air-conditioning came in, and Xiaochun shivered.

He listened to the "Fengshen Yanyi" all over his head, and he was dizzy and tightened his legs.

He is not like Song Xu, who is full of ideas, but what he should do, he will definitely want to do his best.

Like having a baby.

He used to have no idea about the child, but after Song Xu came, he gradually stopped rejecting it.

Accompanied by their lies, they are reminded again and again by people around them.Song Xu is always beaming when he hears other people's congratulations, as if there is really such a little life in his stomach.

It doesn't matter if one is a son, a daughter, or a twin, they will be with them for the rest of their lives in the future.

Xiaochun gradually began to care about this matter, and the bathtub was also an opportunity.

He wanted to truly unite with Song Xu and turn the lies into truth.

...But he didn't want to give birth to Nezha.

Song Xu blew on the lamp, and he was not too sleepy. He hugged him in his arms and thought wildly, "Oh, it's not easy to make money. It doesn't matter if you are a Nezha, you can help Dad go up the mountain to hunt wild boars."

Xiaochun rolled her eyes vigorously: "There are no wild boars in our back mountain."

"What about ginseng, do you have it?"

"nor."

The more Song Xu thought about it, the more useless he became: "I have read several time-travel novels in my hometown before, and none of the protagonists is like me. Either there is an ancestral jade pendant, which can gushe out spiritual springs, drink all diseases and cure all diseases, and water vegetables can Plant fairy grass; or go to the mountains to hunt wild boars, dig ginseng, get 500 taels a day, and go to the capital to be an official in a month."

Xiaochun: "..."

"And me, what am I doing? Peasant uprising!"

Xiaochun was suddenly amused, and laughed while lying in Song Xu's arms.Song Xu also laughed out loud, and after a while he said slowly: "Actually, it's pretty good, I have you enough, let's take it slowly. But the shop can serve some new food, I thought about it today, I want to make something sweet."

Just by listening, Xiaochun seemed to taste the sweetness.

He closed his eyes and thought for a while, then said, "Sugar is still too expensive, and ordinary people can't afford sweet snacks here."

Apart from maltose, the sugar here is brown sugar. Song Xu probably knows that it is made from sugar cane or beets.

Because there are basically sauces and sauces, he has never thought of making a fuss about this - after all, there are tofu, soy sauce and vinegar. His little "vegetables are grown in supermarkets" type of agricultural experience Is it of any use?

"There's no rush. We'll ask Brother Mo when he comes back in a few days. As long as the food is delicious, we don't have to worry about selling it if we split it up a bit."

***

Song Xu's shop is going to have a new restaurant!

The happiest thing is Tian Xiaoqing.

Helping workers here not only earns a lot of money, but also eats a lot of oil and water every day.

But now, brother Xu wants to create a new food, and it's still sweets! ?

"What's produced nearby?" Tian Xiaoqing asked strangely, "Why do you ask this? Sweet ones, aren't they just desserts?"

"Stop talking nonsense, I ask you to answer."

Well, you are the boss and you have the final say.Tian Xiaoqing used his little brain and moved his mouth while helping to make dumplings.

"The most basic thing is rice and wheat. Everyone has to grow it, and everyone has to eat it. Besides these, there are quite a few villages near Jiangyin Mountain that grow big sweet potatoes. Apart from the fact that big sweet potatoes are not as good as rice noodles to preserve, there are other things too. That’s right, didn’t someone come to sell dried potatoes in previous years? There are also some people who grow soybeans and mung beans, and many other things just grow up on the mountain, and everyone digs at will... Oh, by the way, there are also people who specialize in peanuts. .”

Song Xu hummed twice, urging him to continue.

"Hey, you're still not satisfied. It's nothing else. Who will plant things that are not enough to fill you up? Do you think the whole family will starve to death... Well, I think, I think. Ah, there are bracken in the mountains, Poor people dig bracken roots, just like big sweet potatoes, they can be made into powder. In addition to fern root powder, there are arrowroot powder, lotus root powder..."

"Lotus root powder!" Song Xu's eyes lit up, "There are lotus roots around here?"

"Yes," Tian Xiaoqing said, "Not far from here, ten miles to the east of our village, there is a shallow pond. It may be a land shared by several families, where lotus roots are planted every year, and they are dug in autumn. It can be sold until the spring of the next year. There is usually a stall during the big market, and it is not very expensive."

Xiaochun passed by and asked, "Sweet lotus root slices? It should be good."

More than good, glutinous rice candied lotus root, that is a snack that has been passed down for thousands of years.The fragrance of lotus root blends with glutinous rice, and the pink soup is boiled until slightly viscous. Take it out and cut it into slices. The holes are filled with crystal rice grains. It is so sweet and soft that you can swallow your tongue.

Song Xu likes to eat this, but has never made it, and buys it outside.

But according to his idea, it is nothing more than stuffing glutinous rice in it and cooking it in a pot.

The next day was Daji, Tian Xiaoqing and Jiang Tiantian were asked to watch the store, Song Xu took Xiaochun into the street, looking for lotus root sellers.

Because the two of them were always selling things in every big market, and they had a rare chance to go shopping, so they bought a lot of messy things.

When I found the lotus root, it was almost noon again.

There were only three plump white lotus root segments left in the lotus seller's stall. Song Xu looked happy, and after buying all of them, he invited people to sit in the shop and talk about big business.

The lotus root seller has a sad face... It's not that he has a sad expression, but a cold face that seems to be worried.

"Oh, my home is far away... Hurry up if you want to say something..."

He muttered all the way until Song Xu brought him into the store and stuffed him with a big pancake.

"It's so good here that I can stay forever." Creak creak creak.

Everyone: "..."

Tian Xiaoqing and Jiang Tiantian were still busy in front, Song Xu had just brought a stool for people to sit on, when Aunt Caixiu suddenly broke in from the outside.

Her withered and yellow face was full of joy: "Grandfather! There is someone, I have found someone!"