She became rich after being dressed as a group pet

Chapter 422 How to Make Peas

Jiang Zhimian guessed a possibility.

She asked Lian Yun, "Are you planning to smuggle?"

Lian Yun frowned, "What is smuggling?"

Well, Lian Yun obviously doesn't understand such a modern vocabulary.

So Jiang Zhimian simply explained, "People who were originally unable to enter other territories hid in passing vehicles and goods and quietly entered other territories."

"Well," Lian Yun was very sincere, "Jin Guo and Bei Qi often trade fruits and vegetables. I just need to sneak into the loading carriage, and I can escape from others' eyes and ears and return to Bei Qi smoothly."

"Will it be dangerous?" Jiang Zhimian asked.

And Lian Yun also shrugged and said, "I don't know, I didn't steal it, I don't know much about it."

Ok……

If he wants to leave, Jiang Zhimian can't force him to stay.

Besides, Lian Yun was going back to Northern Qi, so there must be something very important.

"Wait another ten days, otherwise your wound will be infected if the road is bumpy, and it will be uncomfortable. After waiting in the mountains for such a long time, ten days are not bad." Jiang Zhimian suggested sincerely.

Lian Yun agreed and looked up at the sky.

Anchang Town is located in the middle of the mountains, surrounded by lush green trees, reflecting the sky is a bit emerald green, and the summer wind is also a little cool.

"It's really strange that there are no mosquitoes in your Kingdom of Jin." Lian Yun said.

Jiang Zhimian laughed, "How could there be no mosquitoes? I'm here to make essential oils. The smell just scares away mosquitoes."

After finishing speaking, he also handed Lian Yun the wind oil essence made from wild mint.

With the current state of Jin's technology, there is no way to make a small glass bottle, so Fengyoujing is packed in a glazed white gourd bottle, only smelling its smell, but not its color.

Lian Yun poured out a little bit, saw that the liquid was dark green, still like water droplets, and shook it violently in fright.

"Is it poison?" Lian Yun asked with a frown.

I don't know if it will be poisoned if it is touched, or if it must be eaten to be poisoned.

"How could it be poison? It's a good thing. It repels mosquitoes and refreshes the mind. It can also relieve itching and redness. It's very expensive." Jiang Zhimian said.

"Then why is it such a weird color like poison?"

Fengyoujing: Do I blame me for being green?
Jiang Zhimian couldn't explain why it was because of plant pigments, so he had to make up a reason, "It looks more special this way, and it also prevents others from eating it by mistake."

That's a good reason.

After all, looking at a bottle of green things, who would drink and have fun?

Just like paraquat, because its toxicity is too terrible, and there is no possibility of cure, so in order to prevent everyone from eating it by mistake, it is deliberately made to smell like feces.

Normal people would throw up just by smelling it, how could they drink it?
For those who want to die, that's another story.

Lian Yun was also convinced of this truth, nodded slightly, and smelled the smell of her hands.

A cool and stimulating feeling quickly rose in my mind, and the stale air in my heart seemed to clear up a lot.

Really good stuff!
"It would be great if Northern Qi had it too." Lian Yun sighed.

Geographically, Northern Qi was completely north, with a vast territory and numerous grasslands. Most people made a living by raising horses and herding sheep.

And to make a living on the grassland, the least thing is mosquitoes.

It is convenient to go out in summer, and then go back to the tent later, and there will be mosquito bags all over the ass.

Don't ask why, just ask nomads, things like huts are chosen at random.

The selection criteria, um, is to see whether the grass grows high or not, and whether it is lush...

If you have this thing, you don't have to worry about mosquito bags all over your ass in the future.

And when Lian Yun mentioned this idea, Jiang Zhimian began to think about it, "I have thought about exporting it, but my production is not high now, let alone Beiqi, even the supply from the county is not enough."

"That's it," Lian Yun felt rather regretful, "It's the people of Northern Qi that don't have this blessing."

"When I can grow mint artificially in the future, the output will naturally increase. At that time, I will still consider selling it to Beiqi." Jiang Zhimian said.

Lian Yun nodded, "Then I am looking forward to this day."

The two talked for a while, and the topic was constantly changing. The sun above the head quietly moved to the west.

The fiery red glow filled the village, and when he was tired from playing, he casually lay down on the ground with his furry head resting on his front paws.

And when the fluttering butterfly realized that it was not threatening, it also quietly landed on its shiny black nose.

Jiang Zhimian got up and tidied up his dress, "Okay, it's getting late, you have a good rest, Rourou will stay here with you, I'll come back later."

"Well, be careful on the way back." Lian Yun reminded.

On the way back to Youranju, Jiang Zhimian and Chi Mohan talked about smuggling.

Chi Mohan restrained his expression, "I'm afraid I won't be able to go back."

"Why? Are Beiqi's investigations very strict?" Jiang Zhimian asked curiously.

If this is the case, then she should think carefully about exporting her things to Beiqi in the future.

Wouldn't it be a waste of work if things were being seized at the border?

"Even if she goes back to Northern Qi by taking advantage of the current situation, she will definitely be hunted down before she returns home," Chi Mohan said.

After a pause, he added, "Instead of returning to Northern Qi, it would be safer to stay in the Kingdom of Jin."

No matter how powerful the force chasing and killing Lian Yun is, if it is not justified, in the Northern Qi Dynasty, it may be possible to use the relationship to wipe it out quietly, but in the Kingdom of Jin, there is nothing to do.

"You make sense." Jiang Zhimian nodded, "Then should I persuade Lian Yun?"

"Since she already knows that someone in the Kingdom of Jin has made great efforts to search for her, she should know that Northern Qi is in dire straits than the Kingdom of Jin. It is useless for you to persuade her."

Knowing that this trip will be a sea of ​​swords and flames, and it is very likely that he will never return, he still wants to go.

It is possible to run, but never return.

Jiang Zhimian thought about these words, but said nothing.

She remained silent and returned to Youranju.

Mrs. Jiang was peeling pea pods. The tender and raw peas were placed in a porcelain bowl, white and green, very beautiful.

Seeing Jiang Zhimian coming in, he waved cheerfully, "Mianmian, come quickly, do you see if these peas are for you to make pea porridge, or stir-fried pork mince with peas?"

"Anything is fine," Jiang Zhimian was not picky, "The peas peeled by grandma are extra delicious no matter how you eat them."

The old lady Jiang smiled from ear to ear, "My baby Mianmian is sweet, that's fine, let's add pea porridge with pea fried minced meat, I'll ask your second brother to make it."

Right now Jiang Lin's culinary skills are obvious to all, and when he thinks of cooking, the first name that pops up is him.

But as soon as Mrs. Jiang got up, Jiang Lin came in from the outside.

"Grandma, the owner of Zuo Zhuang is here, just outside the door." He said.

(End of this chapter)