Lingquan space: resentful couples are forced to take their cubs to farm

Chapter 112 Anti-Tracking

Early the next morning, Lin Qingruo and Li Xiaoyuan came to the market, looking for a fish picker, and happened to meet Zhao Chunshui who was traveling with Cai Dong.

"You couple, what is the purpose of coming here?"

Lin Qingruo told Zhao Chunshui without hesitation.

"Life is tough, and we want to learn some skills from a fish picker."

Zhao Chunshui laughed out loud, although life is difficult now, with Lin Qingruo and Li Xiaoyuan's abilities, let alone salted fish, even fresh fish will be delivered to your door.

"The poor family is farming every day. It is strange that you and your wife learn some strange crafts every day."

Lin Qingruo looked at the expressions of Cai Dong and Zhao Chunshui, they should be sweet.

"What's so strange about this? You don't overwhelm yourself with a lot of art! Be prepared for danger in times of peace. If it reaches a certain level, maybe this craft is still my guy to eat!"

Zhao Chunshui felt that what Lin Qingruo said made sense, and introduced it to him.

"Well, for the sake of your couple's sincerity, there is a fish picker in our house. If you don't mind, you can reply to me. You can learn from him."

Zhao Chunshui joked with a smile. Since meeting Cai Dong, his personality has become a lot more cheerful, and he can occasionally joke with Li Xiaoyuan and Lin Qingruo.

"So good."

Lin Qingruo was very happy. She lived in Zhao's Mansion for a while, and the food in Zhao's Mansion tasted very good, presumably the skill of the fish picker was not to mention.

Not only did he save money this time, but he even got his daily meals.

Lin Qingruo and Li Xiaoyuan readily agreed, and happily followed Zhao Chunshui to the Zhao residence.

After arriving at the Zhao Mansion, the master taught Lin Qingruo to dry the fish with salt.

Lin Qingruo had never touched salted fish before, and she was very curious when she saw how the master did it in one go.

Turn around and ask Li Xiaoyuan.

"When the skills are mastered in the future, maybe we can also open a salt fish shop, and then we don't need to learn this knowledge everywhere!"

Lin Qingruo waited for a long time without waiting for Li Xiaoyuan's answer, but when she looked back, she saw Li Xiaoyuan in a daze.

Feeling a little annoyed in his heart, he hurriedly walked behind Li Xiaoyuan and squeezed his waist hard.

The sudden pain brought Li Xiaoyuan back to his senses immediately.

The steps of pickling fish are very simple, and Lin Qingruo quickly mastered the technique.

Li Xiaoyuan took a closer look and frowned?

"What are these salts used for?"

"Nature is used to pickle fish, and these fish are salted in these."

After hearing this, Li Xiaoyuan frowned even tighter, looked at Lin Qingruo's proud eyes, the salted fish in his hand, and the salt tank in the master's hand.

"Salting smoked fish requires a lot of salt and time. We have promised Xie Xiefei, where can we get so much salt? Even if there is, how can we have time to make it?"

Lin Qingruo woke up suddenly, the salt was indeed a headache, the fish had been broken, if it was not salted, it would definitely go bad, not to mention reaching the state capital, even the road would stink.

"Have we been busy for so long?"

The master smiled slightly upon hearing this.

"If you don't have a lot of salt, you can also make smoked fish and bake it over a fire."

While talking, the master built a fire around the stove, and hung a fresh fish in his hand on the smoker.

"Fresh fish can also be stored for a long time after drying, and the taste is not inferior to salted fish."

Lin Qingruo was overjoyed when she heard the words, and immediately followed the master to learn how to smoke fish.

In just half a day, Lin Qingruo figured out the secret of smoked fish.

Li Xiaoyuan was happy to see that Lin Qingruo was confident, not only solved a big problem, but also solved the problem of overstorage during the famine.

"Thank you master."

The pickled fish master had long heard that Lin Qingruo had excellent medical skills, and seeing his happy face, he didn't hide it.

"I have worked in the Zhao Mansion all my life, and I have taught many apprentices. You two are the most special ones. You learned the skills of smoking and pickling fish in half a day."

Listening to the master's praise, Lin Qingruo did not forget to flatter her.

"It's all well taught by the master. If you teach me everything, I will naturally learn quickly."

Li Xiaoyuan and the others chatted happily with the salted fish master.

Seeing that the atmosphere was just right, the salted fish master also asked for his request.

"I have been in the kitchen for more than two years, and I have suffered from severe old cold legs. I have been to the pharmacy and have never recovered. I have heard from the lady and the master that you have excellent medical skills. Even if you are dying, you can do it. Today I beg you You prescribe a secondary medicine for me and save me."

Lin Qingruo saw that the salted fish master was honest and a good person, so he immediately moved a stool to give him a pulse, and then raised his old cold legs.

The salted fish master has been working with water for many years, and his right leg has been slightly deformed. It should be caused by gently kneading it with his hands when he was suffering from cold legs.

"This is a small problem. I will give you a few injections right away, and finally I will give you a few prescriptions. You take the prescriptions and go to the pharmacy to get the medicine. This prescription is mild in nature. You take it first. No, you can contact me later." I."

After finishing speaking, Lin Qingruo took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the bag she was carrying, and wrote a prescription for the salted fish master on the spot.

Thank you very much for changing to the salted fish master this time.

After bidding farewell to the salted fish master, Lin Qingruo and Li Xiaoyuan hurried back.

"God of making salted fish just now, why are you distracted?"

Li Xiaoyuan didn't evade Lin Qingluo's question, and answered directly.

"For some reason, I always feel that someone is following us, and I can't explain why."

Li Xiaoyuan's voice was so small that only Lin Qingruo could hear it.

Lin Qingruo didn't believe it. He didn't find anything wrong along the way. Could it be that he caused trouble again?
"Are you sure? This is no joke."

"Because I'm not sure, I don't dare to startle the snake."

Lin Qingruo looked around after hearing the words, but couldn't find the reason.

"There's a lot going on these days, it wouldn't be you..."

"Absolutely not. Martial arts practitioners have their own sensitivity. Although I have cultivated it the day after tomorrow, I don't know why this feeling is especially strong today. We should be more careful."

Lin Qingruo glanced slightly, Li Xiaoyuan has always been a talkative person, never joked, there must be a basis for such an important matter.

"Now we are on the cusp of the storm and cannot tolerate failure, let alone being followed. Whether it is true or not, you can tell by trying it."

Li Xiaoyuan very much agrees with Lin Qingruo's approach, if you are not sure, why not find a place to stop and observe carefully.

"Let's find a stall to eat a bowl of hot food first."

There are so many people, it is difficult to find a follower here, the only way is to stop your footsteps, disrupt the enemy's plan, and force him to show up.

Lin Qingruo looked around and found a wonton stand.

"There's a wonton stand over there, just guard there."

Lin Qingruo and Li Xiaoyuan looked at each other and smiled. This wonton stall can not only clearly see the people coming at the intersection in front of them, but also the alley behind them. It is undoubtedly the best position for anti-stalking.

(End of this chapter)