Chapter 1222

"This pickle tastes good. The main thing is that it's very durable. It's not a problem to keep it for three or five years."

And the rest, not to mention, this can last three or five years, to let Shen Qingci very excited, now she left a lot of money.

She really didn't want to spend, but she couldn't express the meaning of exchanging food for this thing.

She also pointed out that if it was cheap, she would buy some more. It was a big deal. When she went back, she would change from a long journey to a journey.

It's just that the food used is a little worse, but the others will not affect it.

In any case, all of them can go home, and she can also eat bitter. What's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what?

"This jar of sixty Wen, plus one jar." The shopkeeper then replied, "although the price is higher, we can still use the jar we sent. It is nearly ten Wen for a jar."

Sixty Wen, Shen Qingci calculated. It seems that it is not too expensive. You can buy more than ten jars with one or two silver coins. Moreover, the shopkeeper is right. She can see that the jar is a good thing.

She bought more than 100 jars of pickles with ten Liang silver.

This is driving her own carriage back to Shuanghe village. Of course, she dare not stay here any more. She is scared today, and she almost has no fenglun king to cook and eat.

She really didn't want to see fenglun king again in the future. She didn't want to see fenglun king all her life.

She drove the carriage very fast. She didn't stop in the town. She didn't even drink a mouthful of water. She hurried back to Shuanghe village. She got out of the carriage and went to the water tank to pour a ladle of water for herself with a gourd ladle. Whether it was cold or not, she drank it chuckling.

When she put down the gourd ladle, she was also relieved. This was just the opening of Uncle Wu's cellar. As soon as it was opened, there was a layer of dust inside. It can be seen that the cellar has not been opened for a long time.

She heard from Aunt Wu that the cellar had not been opened for several years, mainly because it contained the things of Xiaobao's parents. She was reluctant to throw them away because she wanted her son to be closer to her.

But I was afraid to see things and think about people. So since Xiao Bao's parents went there, the cellar had not been opened once.

Shen Qingci carefully went down and found that the cellar was very large, but there were very few things in it. Although it was dug underground, it was very dry inside, and there were still oilcloth. The things in the cellar were commonly used farm tools and other things. Needless to say, these were Xiaobao's father Mother left it.

I didn't feel how gloomy and terrible it was.

She didn't do anything bad. If she had a soul in her life, she would not be harmed.

"Changsheng, although I have never seen you, I have heard of your name. I will put some grain here. If you are really spiritual, you must take good care of the grain, OK?"

This is for Uncle Wu and Xiao Bao. As long as they have these, they can really spend the three years.

Something seemed to move in the distance. When she looked back, she found that it was a bow and arrow hanging on the wall, which might be the thing of longevity.

She came out of the cellar and never went out again. Instead, she went to the kitchen and made something for herself.

The fifth uncle's family is much farther than other families. In addition, she is not too talkative and doesn't like to deal with others, so it's impossible for anyone to come to any door.

Therefore, no one will know what she does, and even they may not know whether she has gone with Uncle Wu or not.

In the kitchen, she rolled up her sleeves, baked a few cakes for herself, and then sat at the table to eat them. When it was getting dark, she went out to have a look. Did the food arrive?

After it was dark outside, Shen Qingci left the fifth uncle's house with his carriage.

She hung a flat car on the back of the carriage. There were so many things in it that it might be finished in a few times.

In less than two quarters of an hour, she had already arrived at the house where the shopkeeper of the rice shop kept the grain. The house had been abandoned for a long time.

There is no one in it. She doesn't have to go in. She just sniffs to know if there are any strangers in it.

After getting out of the carriage, Shen Qingci walked to the door and pushed the door. The door did not open and the door was locked.

She retreated again, and then looked around for something, until she saw a crooked neck tree, which was just walking past. She also felt on the crooked neck tree for a long time. Then she felt a tree hole, and then put her hand into the tree hole. When her hand came out again, she also had a key in her hand.

She took the key, went to the gate, and then also opened the lock, and then gently a pile, really, the door opened.There was no one in the carriage. However, according to the moonlight, she could still see the shoe prints coming from someone. She came back and forth many times. However, the fallen leaves in the courtyard were not swept. It can be seen that the manager of the rice shop did not cheat her. There was no one in this place, and it was an empty house. She went in and pushed open a main door, She blew the torch and lit the candle in her hand.

When she saw everything inside, she didn't speak for half a day. In fact, she didn't feel much weight for the food.

After spending so much money at one time, she didn't know how much, but now she was scared by the pile of food inside.

It is true that there are piles of grain in it. According to her requirements, they are all packed in bags of 20 jin. Countless bags are stacked together, and they are also made of high-quality bags. This kind of identification can not only prevent biting, but also prevent moisture and soil.

Cangtao's silk making and iron melting techniques are well-known all over the world, and the bags they use to hold grain seem to be the same. She walked over and touched it, and it was really solid grain.

Besides grain, there were hundreds of jars there, which she had not counted. However, with the nature of the shopkeeper, there should be many jars.

She put down the candle and picked up a bag of rice.

She has never done such heavy work, even if it is 20 jin of rice, it is still very hard, but again, these things are to be done by her alone.

But fortunately, although it was a little difficult, she could barely hold it up. In addition, the road was not long, that is to go out, and then throw into the carriage.

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