Plane Mall: I became a group favorite by hoarding goods

Chapter 207 207. Please be yourself
At the end of March, the temperature slowly rises. When the ice and snow completely melt, the wheat seedlings will freeze to death due to the temperature difference. At that time, the best time for sowing rice has already been missed, so there will be no harvest.

So which god did this world offend, so that it was punished to death?
There are so many slots that there are no mouths, and Cheng Xi's expression is dull.

"The farming you mentioned is to save the land in Shenjia Village?"

"Madame is smart."

Shenjia Village is no longer the original Shenjia Village.

After nearly half a year of continuous running-in, the unity among the villagers has never been seen before. If a family develops well, it will be a great help. This is also the reason why the family was valued in ancient times.

Now that the snow disaster is about to pass, a lot of waste is waiting to be done. If Shenjia Village can seize this opportunity, it will be able to go to a higher level.

——Although the current Shenjia Village has already stood out within a hundred miles.

But who would despise their own good enough?

"Is it time for you to go to Uncle Six to discuss things again?"

"Well, let's go after lunch."

"I advise you tomorrow."

"Why?"

"We just sent the bandits away and beat up the mob all night. Uncle Mandun is probably still in high spirits. If you want to run over to deliver the prophecy again, who can bear it?"

Please be human.

Shen Xingluo: "."

The refugee riot at the gate of Lin'an Prefecture caused an uproar.

That night, the people in the city trembled when they heard the shouts of killing outside, and no one dared to sleep.It wasn't until early in the morning that the news that the Fifth Prince led troops to quell the riot came, that everyone came back to life.

For a while, Fu Chenglan's reputation spread far and wide, and he was almost exaggerated.

As soon as the sky dawned, the common people walked out of their homes and looked in the direction of the city gate, trying to see what the fifth prince looked like, but they didn't know that their magistrate had already been captured.

Fu Chenglan rode on horseback, holding a long halberd to open the way at the forefront, followed by groups of soldiers in armor, with a mighty aura.

There were several low-key carriages in the middle of the team. The north wind blew the curtains, and an old man with gray hair could be vaguely seen sitting inside.

Of course, this is not worth mentioning to the people in the city.

They looked at the heroic figure of the fifth prince with admiration.

"Hiss—is this the Holy Majesty's Fifth Prince?"

"My God, so handsome!"

"So imposing!"

"The eyes are so sharp!"

"This is what a prince should look like, God bless me, Yan!"

When the procession stopped at the Yamen, only a few petty officials greeted them trembling their legs, and no one from the Zhou family showed up. Only then did the common people discover the clue.

"Hey, where's the prefect of Zhou?"

"Where's that handsome and refined young master of the Zhou family, why doesn't he see anyone?"

"It makes no sense not to show up on such a big occasion!"

"Could it be that you overslept?"

"What are you thinking, who can sleep last night! I'm afraid I was hurt by the mob!"

The people are simple and single-minded, even if the speculation of "oversleeping" appeared, no one would guess that Zhou Zhifu has wolf ambitions.

Fu Chenglan sneered invisibly, sighing secretly that Zhou Lesong did a good job of saving face.

If it wasn't for those evidences and the teacher came out to testify in person, he probably wouldn't have believed it.

What a Zhou Lesong, what a Prime Minister Zhou!

"General, the prefect of Zhou asks to see you."

"See what I'm doing?"

"He said he was wronged."

"Right and wrong, this general has his own conclusions."

"He said that even if you are a prince, you have no right to interrogate a state capital."

"The general not only wants to try him, but also to sentence him. Tell Zhou Lesong to stay in prison, otherwise I don't mind letting him try the torture."

The tall figure jumped off the horse.

"Send more people to take care of everyone in the Zhou family, and those yamen servants have also been replaced."

"Yes!"

Fu Chenglan handed over the reins to the deputy general, and turned to pick up his mentor to get off the car.

The school lieutenant who came to inform the news watched the two of them enter the gate of the government office, remembering the domineering big and small in the prison, and immediately showed two rows of white teeth.

Whoops, when did those people still dare to yell, would the dignified prince send people to prison without evidence?
Really no brains!
Oh, by the way, there is also the eldest son of the Zhou family who wants to make him look good. I heard that he is still a juror. Now it's all right. I'm afraid his future will be completely ruined by his own father.

Well aware of his prince's temperament, the school captain gloated in silence for the Zhou family.

"Bai Yucheng, why are you standing here so silly?"

As soon as Song Zhi returned from escorting the bandits, he saw his friend laughing like a fool, and his skin got goosebumps.

"Will Shale talk? Didn't you go to Shenjia Village to protect Mr. Jiang? Why did you bring back so many refugees?"

"It's not refugees, it's bandits."

"Bandits? Impossible, how could they be bandits with their eyes so dull!"

Big boss and second boss with a scar face: "."

Song Zhi: "."

The next day, Shen Xingluo left the house after eating.

Cheng Xi watched him leave, and took a deep breath while standing in the farmyard.

"The air is so fresh—"

After living in the last days for four months, she almost forgot how to live a normal life.

Sure enough, the air in ancient times was good, and this is the life people live.

Without the hooting of the zombies, Cheng Xi didn't have to force himself to practice his abilities all day long, and he suddenly felt free.

This is a kind of psychological relaxation.

"Xingqi, what ingredients are there in the cellar?"

After the snow disaster, there is no need to store the food that was originally stored for the winter. It happens that the small pickles in the space are almost eaten, so why not take this opportunity to make another batch.

Cheng Xi remembered Aunt Cuihua's skill in pickling pickles, and decided to learn from it after confirming the ingredients.

She and Shen Xingqi took an inventory of the things in the cellar, and found that they hadn't consumed much in the past few months.

——In fact, some of them were smuggled out of space by her.

"White radish can be pickled, and there are still a lot of salt at home."

The little girl has become a good hand in the kitchen, and she puts forward her suggestions in an orderly manner.

"Do you want to keep these wombs?"

"No, let's make it into spicy cabbage and sauerkraut."

"Yes, it can be used to make pickled fish!"

"."

Pickled fish is the point, right?

Ever since Cheng Xi tried 108 different ways to eat the fish in the river, the little girl fell in love with the meat of the fish, and would attack it whenever she had the chance.

Poor fish, I'm afraid that river has been fished out.

But she hasn't eaten fish for a long time.

"I remember there is still a jar of sauerkraut in the kitchen, why don't you have sauerkraut fish for lunch?"

"Okay, okay, I'll help my sister-in-law!"

Cheng Xi noticed that the little girl picked up radishes much faster and her eyes sparkled.

How did such a beautiful and lovely girl become a foodie step by step?
Could it be that the way she leads people is wrong?

"Sister-in-law, can I learn martial arts from you in the future?"

(End of this chapter)