flee from famine!After being forced to sell to a rough man, I counterattacked

In addition to the original things in her space.

He ate fifteen catties of puffball mushrooms, twenty catties of giant python meat, a snake heart the size of a palm, and a piece of ginger as long as a finger.

One cubic meter of rare keel and dozens of common herbs are used as medicine.

Other bits and pieces include Fu Minglai's ancestral jade pendant, Uncle Liang's ancestral medical book, a large pot of snake oil, a piece of snake skin, and an unknown white package.

When she and Fu Minglai encountered a giant python in the mountains before, Fu Minglai gave her this package when she was running away.

She casually put it and ginger into the space.

As a result, he was busy with the giant python, so he forgot about the package.

Qin Min picked up the package and went to the thatched cottage next door.

The people in the room were sitting on the bed against the wall, holding an embroidery needle, mending the sackcloth with a calm expression.

The sackcloth was not the one for fighting the python.

The one that fought with the giant python was too torn, so Fu Ming asked someone to pick it up, disassembled it and used it as silk threads and pieces of cloth, and used it to mend the damaged clothes.

Fu Minglai heard the voice, turned his head to look at Qin Min, saw the package in her hand, and couldn't help but pause.

Qin Min glanced at the embroidery needle that he was holding between his fingers. The thin embroidery needle seemed to have shrunk in size in his big and generous hands.

It's just that, contrary to the apparent clumsiness, he does needlework very well, and the stitches are very smooth in the stitched place.

Qin Min walked to the bed and handed him the package, "You asked me to protect this package before, I forgot."

There should be very important things in this package, otherwise Fu Minglai would not have entrusted things to her in such an emergency.

Fu Minglai didn't take the package, but continued to mend the gaps in his clothes, and said softly, "This is for you, don't return it to me, you can open it and have a look."

A little surprise appeared on Qin Min's face.

She opened the package, and there were many paper packets in the package.

Qin Min opened one of the paper bags, which contained about twenty shriveled red... peppercorns?
She froze for a moment, then opened another paper bag, which contained star anise.

Then the remaining paper packets...

A look of joy flashed across Qin Min's face, "Are these the condiments I asked for earlier?"

She just said that, but she didn't expect him to get it.

With the condiments, can braised pork and stewed meat be far behind?

Fu Minglai hummed.

Qin Min's eyes sparkled, "Where did you get all these seasonings? I haven't even noticed that you have left the thatched cottage."

Fu Minglai said with a calm expression, "I raised a bird, and it brought it in for me."

It's just that the bird hadn't done this kind of work very much and was not proficient in the business, so it was delayed for several days to deliver it to him.

Qin Min was envious, "That's really convenient."

I don't know what kind of bird it is, and I can help deliver the express.

Fu Minglai looked at the small package and couldn't help but shook his head, "That's the only thing I can ship."

Qin Min got so many seasonings, he was so happy from the bottom of his heart, he was about to re-wrap the package and go back to the room, but his hands couldn't help but freeze.

There was a bloodstain the size of a palm in the folds of the wrapped white cloth, which was not exposed until it was folded together.

Qin Min's back was inexplicably cool.

She didn't think too much about it before, so it seems that this package might not come easily at all.

In the world today, people can be sold for a catty of rice.

And among these condiments, there are still some very precious ones, and it is likely that they only got into her hands after a fierce fight.

Fu Minglai followed her line of sight, saw the bloodstain, and said softly, "This is cinnabar."

Qin Min, "..."

Does this person really think that she can't tell the difference between cinnabar and blood?

Fu Minglai said without blushing, "Someone must have knocked over the cinnabar and accidentally stained it on the cloth."

Qin Min saw that he had added some remarks, and felt a little annoyed and amused.

She was silent for a while, but still cooperated and said: "...So it's cinnabar, it looks weird."

Whether it's cinnabar or blood stains, she can't control them. If she manages well, she will be fine with a piece of snow in front of the court.

Qin Min carried the package, went back to his room, and opened all the paper bags in the package.

Dozens of small paper packets, more than a dozen kinds of condiments, even more complete than the condiments she mentioned before.

She plucked those prickly ash and star anise, and they were all very dry. I don't know if they can be planted.

She still doesn't plan to use these seasonings to cook. She will use them to farm first, and then she will be able to realize the freedom of seasoning when they are planted.

Anyway, she didn't dare to say that she wanted these seasonings anymore, who knew what others paid for these seasonings.

the next day.

Qin Min is doing acupuncture for Fu Ming.

Liang Dawei walked into the room with a face full of embarrassment, "Boss, the salt is almost used up."

Qin Min, "..."

They're finally running out of salt.

When salting meat and rabbit meat before, they took out salt blocks from time to time, and she used them whatever she wanted, as if they could never use them up.

She couldn't be more surprised.

Qin Min looked at Liang Dawei and frowned, "Are you going to buy salt now? The salt outside should be very expensive."

The people outside the mountains are struggling to make a living, and the price of salt is likely to be very high.

According to the old saying "three tans of rice and a catty of salt" and the modern ordinary rice price of two yuan per catty, three tans of rice is 600 yuan, and 600 yuan per catty of salt.

Although such comparisons do not stand up to scrutiny, there is no doubt that salt is expensive, and sometimes it can even be used as currency.

Liang Dawei shook his head, "The salt outside is too expensive, we can't afford it, so we have to cook it ourselves."

Qin Min heard them say that he cooks by himself, he was stunned for a while, his mind turned, and he said in surprise: "You don't still have salt wells, do you?"

Ancient salt wells were not easy to build. Unlike water wells, which were only about ten meters deep, they were generally hundreds of meters deep.

Manpower can't dig so deep with bare hands. It takes decades to dig through a device similar to a drilling rig.

Liang Dawei shook his head.

"There are no salt wells, only salt mountains."

Qin Min, "..."

Have been dazzled.

This seems to be no different from saying that you have a golden mountain.

Liang Dawei looked at Qin Min, "Do you want to visit Yanshan, little lady?"

Of course Qin Min wanted to go, how could she not be eager to dig gold mines, but she was worried that she would not be able to keep up physically.

She hesitated, "Will the Salt Mountain be far away?"

Liang Dawei thought for a while, "I have to go for a day or two."

Qin Min was startled when he heard the words, "Then why don't you come out of this deep mountain?"

When they took her into this deep mountain, she fell asleep. I don't know the exact time of the journey, but it must have been less than a day.

It takes a day or two to go to the salt mine, isn't it just out of this deep mountain?

Liang Dawei shook his head.

"It's in the opposite direction, and you can't get out of this deep mountain."

Liang Dawei added: "Actually, it was okay when I went, but when I come back, I have to carry a pile of salt blocks on my back, and it will take two or three days."

Qin Min nodded, he was so tired from carrying a pile of heavy salt blocks, so his pace would naturally slow down.