Almighty Blessing Pack: Traveling through troubled times with a microscope

Chapter 15 Aunt Huang's Strange Disease
Brother Jin took out a shrunken money bag from the small cloth pocket sewn inside his clothes, and smiled innocently. The two dimples at the corners of his mouth seemed to be two little suns, and he wiped away the streaks on his forehead that had fallen from the sun all year round. Wrinkles that do not match the age, at the age of 21, the appearance of a sunny boy, even at this time is shining, trying to cover his younger siblings.

"Fortunately, I brought some money with me before I went out today, just because I was afraid that something might happen, I will take you two to eat delicious food later! The three of us will have a meal too!"

Brother Tong touched Yinbao's little head, threw away the trampled thin vegetables and the broken pot, and comforted him softly, "That's right, we can't sell today, so we can come back tomorrow There are still officers and soldiers in such a big rice farm, could it be that he is the only one in the family?"

Yin Bao sniffled, and Brother Jin carefully wiped away the tears hanging from the two pink cheeks. The two brothers hid their exhaustion and loneliness behind them, remembering that they had been preparing for Shou Shou Cai for so long just for this day. But it was stirred up like this.

Go to the street where you can buy small goods and walk three streets forward, and you will find the famous snack alley in Mizhuang. Yinbao is standing at the wide street corner, looking at the crowd as dense as ants, with watery eyes Diliuyuan, grilled fish, meat buns, pot stickers, spicy paste
The rich and mixed aroma rushed towards him, Yin Bao just took a deep breath, but he couldn't walk, and couldn't shed tears.

Recalling that in order to lose weight, she used to have dinner at Haihai Road BBQ City, but she never went there, she wanted to eat but endured it.

I really want to crush myself at that time
On the chaotic stall, there was an old wooden table with a taste of the times, and long miscellaneous wooden stools. Yinbao and his two brothers sat by the table, grunting hungry, and anxiously waiting for the hot chaos in the pot. .

Brother Jin originally wanted to take his two younger brothers and sisters to have a good meal, but the food on this street was a little bit meaty, and they all cost a tael of silver, so there was really no money to eat.

Just now when I walked to the mutton skewers stall, Yinbao was so greedy that he couldn't walk. Brother Jin wanted to endure it and buy a small skewer for Yinbao, but Yinbao wiped the corner of his mouth and held him down. hand.

The three of them decided to eat something casually at the chaotic stall opposite the mutton kebab stand, and then smell the aroma of mutton skewers. Brother Jin remembered what Yinbao said about this, "Wang Mei to quench thirst", "painting cakes to satisfy hunger", although he I think it should be useful, after all, it smells like meat, but for some reason his stomach is getting more and more hungry
"Three bowls of chaos, please use it slowly——"

Xiaoer brought up the hot chaos, a small bowl with a few pieces of chaos in it, isn't that too little?The two brothers looked at each other, who said it was cheap, a bowl of copper coins.

The two brothers picked up the chopsticks, and unanimously pulled some of the chaos in their own bowls into Yinbao's bowl, no matter how much Yinbao resisted, they drank some soup by themselves.

The three of them were eating their fill, when two dandy-looking people came by and ordered two large portions of dumplings stuffed with pork and cabbage, and they also carried skewers bought from a mutton skewer stand.

The aroma penetrates the nostrils and moistens the seven orifices. It is clearly an invisible thing in the air that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, but it seems to be claws, scratching the heart, as if swallowing saliva. It's the supreme aroma that emanates from the wonderful collision of oil and meat, it's killing people
If it wasn't for the mutton skewers, Yin Bao would not have noticed the two people sitting behind him, but they were humming, as if they were talking about topics that Yin Bao might be interested in.

"I heard that the aunt of King Langya has been visiting Huangyu Villa for a few days. A powerful letter came yesterday. Two days later, the aunt will play in Mizhuang for a day. Those villa owners who have people in the palace , have already started to prepare all kinds of high-quality goods, do you want to take out those few pieces of high-quality silk in your store to dry? The old ancestor never talked about the price when buying things, as long as she likes them, she will be happy , That's a good profit hundreds of times!"

Yin Bao's originally dim eyes lit up, and his clever little ears trembled. The two brothers heard it too. Seeing the young girl's caring appearance, they all stopped talking and listened. .

"Oh, I think so too, but how many years have my ancestors been in the palace, what good things haven't been seen before, can they look at me like this?"

"Hey, you don't know this, I heard that the ancestor got a strange disease! Even the imperial doctor can't cure it!"

Strange disease?Aunt Huang?Yinbao always felt that there was relevant information stored in his mind, but he couldn't remember it.Seeing the bag of sweet potatoes in the hand of the person beside her, the kraft paper-like packaging made her tremble violently. Is it the imperial list on the city gate?

When I entered the city this morning, there was indeed such a message posted on the city gate. What kind of serious illness is it?Still able to play.
"Are you farting, the imperial doctor in the palace, that wrist, that technique, and what else can't be cured?"

"You know what a fool! The old ancestor ate those sweet snacks all day long. I don't know what happened recently. He is getting fatter every day. Even if he doesn't eat, he gets fat even if he drinks water! The imperial physicians in the palace have nothing to do Well, the imperial list posted on the city gate, do you think it's just a joke?"

Getting fatter every day?Now that Yin Bao heard the word "fat" from someone, he became very excited.As long as there are fat people who need to lose weight, there will be a market for their thin vegetables!

The two behind them chattered for a while, then left after eating.Yinbao and his two elder brothers bought seven-day rations, a new big pot, and bought a second-hand seasoning box for the second brother Tong, which made him happy for a long time.
Including the money to hire a carriage, Brother Jin still has [-] Wen on him. He was thinking about going out to buy some food for the children and the elderly, but the ones on the street were either too spicy or too expensive, so he hesitated. After a long time, it was dark in sight.

"Come on, let's take a look, today's cake and rice exchange is on sale!"

As soon as the three of them turned around, there was a branch of Gaolianghui at the end of the snack street. Every day in the evening, they would sell the pastries that were not made well during the day and sold relatively poorly. And the quality is not bad.

The sale is also much cheaper than during the day, and many people rush to grab it at this time. Brother Jin went up and sold 25 yuan of pastries, and only three small pieces were pitiful. empty.
It was gradually getting dark, and the three of them were sitting on the bare carriage. The rough plank hand slipped and there was a bloodstain. The two brothers took off their shirts, and put one under Yin Bao's body for her to sit on. The piece is covered by Yinbao.

A tiring day seems to be swallowed up by the night. Although there are no fireworks on the way, you are not alone, because there are desperate people fleeing famine and refugees everywhere, dragging their families and children, crying and making noises. The day is as usual, and the night is as usual.

Yinbao leaned on the thin arm of the second brother Tong, watching the people hurrying to and fro, with fear and sadness in their eyes. The war caused them to lose their homes, and the barren land left them nowhere to go.

　Daily wishes from the author - 20220420
　　I hope to see the little cuties here are happy, can talk to the people they love every day, and be accompanied by people who love them all the time, as warm and warm as a little daisy, and like a white swan Just as beautiful.

　　Get off work, take a hot bath, and continue to welcome tomorrow!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)