After evacuating the enemy's warehouse, carry supplies through the disaster year

Chapter 19 Kosher Salt
"Hello, Uncle Shuiwa!" Ziyu said as she went into the village.

Unexpectedly, it made Shui Wa red-eyed. All the old and young men in the village called Shui Wa directly, and no one ever called him uncle.

No wonder the young master in front of him is noble and knowledgeable, but he speaks differently.

From Shui Wa's conversation, Ziyu knew that tomorrow's morning tide was not in the middle of the day, and it was just right for her to come out from Shangdu Mansion.

"Uncle Shuiwa, I'll take my leave first. I'll be here on time before the tide goes out tomorrow. Fresh and dry goods will be collected together."

"Young master must come! We will definitely prepare the best goods."

Shui Wa suppressed the excitement in her heart, and the others looked at Ziyu expectantly.

Everyone wanted to leave him behind, for fear that he would never appear again once he left.

"Come, definitely come!"

The few people didn't look away until the mule cart disappeared, Xiao Hai muttered in a low voice.

"Mom, you were too fierce just now!
The young master originally wanted to stay in the village for a few days, but you were too frightened to go.

There is also a little brother, who is very good-looking, white and tender like a freshly peeled egg. "

Xiao Hainiang grabbed Xiao Hai's collar and stared at her already dark face, which turned even darker.

"You think my old lady is fierce! Who am I doing that for? Go home!"

The four of Shuiwa looked at each other, took the things they had brought, and went home to pack up the dry goods for sale, while the quick-minded Shuiwa prepared things for going to the sea tomorrow.

...

After learning about Ziyu in the ancient fishing village, she didn't go into other villages, but went directly back to Shangdu Mansion.

After smelling the fragrance, the two ate a large bowl of seafood noodles at a roadside stall, and wandered around the street to buy some local snacks.

Ziyu found that the local coarse salt is not limited in quantity, and it is cheaper than the towns she came all the way from the north.

Coarse salt that costs ten cents a catty is unprocessed large-grained salt, which contains some impurities that are susceptible to moisture and have a slightly bitter taste.

This is obviously different from the snowflake salt that Ziyu collected from An Guohou's grocery store.

The price difference is ten times, which shows how rich the profit is.

Ziyu bought [-] catties of coarse salt casually, and was relieved when she saw that she had not been questioned by the shopkeeper, because salt was a controlled commodity in other places.

It's not that you can buy as much as you want, and the price is twenty yuan a catty.

She also wanted to stock up on some salt here, maybe someday she would use it.

The cold gold and silver are not suitable for eating or drinking, and it is better to exchange them for useful materials.

...

Back at the inn, Ziyu carried Xiao Luo out, and she carried Xiao Luo into the space with the wooden barrel and salt in the carriage.

Living in an inn is too inconvenient, the best way is to rent a small courtyard to live in.

There are people coming and going in the inn, not to mention the noise, and it is easy to be targeted, after all, there is a two-year-old baby.

After Ziyu returned to the inn, she asked for two buckets of hot water to take a shower, then closed the door and put Xiao Luo on the bed to sleep.

The afterglow outside the window slanted on the ground, and the flying dust squeezed into the room unwilling to be lonely, showing flexible dancing postures to the guests in the room.

Ziyu leaned on the chair, listening to the noise from upstairs and downstairs, she didn't find it unpleasant in this small space.

This is the ordinary life she had longed for for many years!

The big hermit lives in the city, and the little hermit lives in the wild, but she still likes the little hermit in the wild. Of course, that is when the supplies are sufficient.

Ziyu had never thought about the life of primitive people, and had to create conditions if there were no conditions.

In this era when there is no night entertainment, Ziyu sits in the curtain and hugs the sleeping Ziluo and flashes into the space, and she gently puts the little guy on the carriage behind the wooden building.

For tomorrow's fresh goods, Ziyu drove a multi-functional agricultural machine to dig new fish ponds, and the two one-cent-wide ponds were completed in half an hour.

The emerging water was mixed with coarse salt to make light salt water. Ziyu poured the razor clams she bought into a basket and hung them in the pool to spit sand.

After finishing the preparations, Ziyu took a bath comfortably in the wooden building, sighing deeply that it is not easy to take a bath in this era.

...

Maybe it was because she was thinking about the Shashi Village, Ziyu went to bed early, and seeing Xiao Luo sleeping on her back, she was undoubtedly the same as Xiao Zhu.

Hugging the little lazy pig and flashing out of the space, Ziyu threw him on the bed unceremoniously, but he didn't wake him up.

The revived street was full of shouting and bargaining, and Ziyu stood by the window looking at the live market downstairs, exercising her muscles.

Moving around at will, a set of fierce killing moves was launched in this room of less than [-] square meters.

Every move is a must-kill technique, never a fancy style, and the people she has protected are all dignitaries and leaders.

There is no room for negligence, otherwise it will be a matter of losing your head.

"Clap clap clap!"

Xiao Luo, who didn't know when she woke up, was so excited that she clapped her little hands, drooling without realizing it.

"Brother, you are amazing! I want to learn too!"

Xiao Luo, who slid off the bed, unfurled her skirts, revealing her little belly with a little flesh growing inside, and leaped towards Ziyu.

"Have some vision, Xiao Luo!"

Ziyu, who closed when he heard the sound, caught Xiaotuanzi who rushed towards him, and threw him up.

"Ah...quack..."

Excited, Xiao Luo laughed and squawked, kicking her hands and feet, but she didn't feel scared at all.

Ziyu, who was pierced by the devil's voice, has long been used to this boy's stupid appearance, and has changed a lot since the two first met.

She caught the person and put it on the ground, and ordered.

"Go and get dressed, we're leaving!"

"Yes!"

The cute little guy dresses and shoes decently. Although it is not very tidy and beautiful, he can already solve the most basic food and clothes by himself.

During the few days when Ziyu was not at home, he slept and dressed alone, very sensible.

When the two packed up and left the inn, half an hour later, Ziyu led the mule cart to look for delicacies belonging to the city.

Cherries, black rice, fish balls, artemisia cakes, pancakes, etc., the authentic traditional delicacies are far from the long-awaited deliciousness of Ziyu.

Seafood is mainly light in taste. Although the original taste of the food is maintained, it makes Ziyu lose a lot of delicious food.

It seems that only by doing it yourself can you have enough food and clothing.

Only Xiao Luo was happy to eat, especially fond of sweet and sour cherries, grinning and drinking the wind from time to time.

Ziyu led the mule cart, went into two grocery stores, bought a hundred catties of coarse salt each, and drove the mule cart out of the city.

"Brother, eat fruit!"

"Don't eat, sour!"

Ziyu shook her head and refused. At this time, the cherry looked bright red, but in fact, her teeth were almost sore after eating a few, so she didn't want to suffer that.

"Ha~, little Luo's teeth have fallen out."

The villain with a sour face wrinkled into a ball opened his mouth crying, making Ziyu laugh out loud.

"Hahaha, who told you to be greedy, if you don't shut up, you will lose everything."

A certain child was so frightened that he tightly covered his mouth with both hands, and was looking for teeth in the mule cart with big eyes.

(End of this chapter)