One or two branches of plum outside the bamboo

Chapter 23
Back at the big car shop, Yan Qingzhu didn't even chop half of the meat, but bluntly cracked his hand two more times.

The medicine just bought came in handy immediately, and Yan Qingzhi was speechless.

"This frostbite cream is said to have the best effect. I don't know if it's true. You should rub a little bit every day in the future. I heard that frostbite is the most faceless disease. If you don't take good care of it, it will happen every year in the future."

After saying that, he took out the frostbite cream and let Yan Qingzhu go and apply it.

How uncomfortable is frostbite, Yan Qingzhi now has a real feeling. When the environment is cold, the cracking hurts, but when it gets to a warm place, it immediately starts to itch.

She lived on the hot kang in the car shop for the past two days. She not only had itchy hands, but also itchy face, ears, feet, and itchy heart. It was her will to control her not to scratch.

Yan Qingzhu is stronger than her. When the original body was in the Yan family, he had always protected his younger brother, and he did not suffer such a big crime. The frostbite was only on his hands and ears.

After Yan Qingzhu wiped the medicine, he no longer embarrassed himself, and prepared to sort out the things Yan Qingzhi bought. The most important thing was to put them in the space and make use of every inch of the space.

Yan Qingzhi took over the rest of the matter, and chopped the meat for a long time. After Yan Qingzhu had packed up everything, he asked him to rent a pot outside. If it was bigger, it would be crowded for a while. not.

Cutting meat stuffing is simply not a job done by human beings. The kitchen knives in the big car store are very sharp, but this is so, Yan Qingzhi also chopped all the meat nonstop for half an hour before cutting all the meat into minced meat.

After cutting the minced meat, she borrowed another iron basin the size of a bathtub and filled a large basin of noodles.

Afterwards, he went to the hall with the chopping board and the big pot, found the pot rented by Yan Qingzhu, and straightened up the pie.

She was stretched there, and Yan Qingzhu was watching the fire and turning over, and put one out of the pot on a plate to dry.

It was getting dark, and more and more people in the hall followed. When they saw the two of them, they couldn't help but come up to chat.

"This child, why are you baking these cakes! This thing can't be eaten when it's hard."

"It's too dead for you, it's too expensive to eat!"

"The dead noodle cake is not delicious and it costs food, why don't you send it..."

The people here are always out of the house all year round. As soon as they saw the two of them, they knew that they had not posted well. If they liked to join in the fun, they asked a few more questions. There was no other meaning. They just thought that the two children were ignorant.

In the face of other people's inquiries, the siblings just smiled and did not show any other expressions.

Die in the face!
It's not delicious, but it fights hunger!

The siblings worked on these meat patties until late at night, and at the end there was some minced meat. They bought a clean wooden bucket from the boss, boiled boiling water and washed them twice, and cooked a large pot of meat with the minced meat. soup.

The bucket was carried back to the room by the two of them and put into the space.

I don't know if there is no time or no air in the space. Anyway, it's still hot water when I put it in and take it out. That's why the two of them put the broth in.

Because he slept a lot during the day, Yan Qingzhu did not rest this time, but let Yan Qingzhi go to sleep.

He lit a bean-sized lamp, looked at the books that Yan Qingzhi brought back, and thought that it would be beneficial to be familiar with the words here.

The poems and books here are all he has never seen before. It seems that this place has nothing to do with their previous world.

He does two things with one mind, thinking about the future while reading.

Although for so long, he never told Yan Qingzhi that he wanted to study or to take the imperial examinations, but in fact, he knew what he was good at, and felt that if two people came through and kept farming, it seemed like a waste of time. an opportunity.

It's not that he looks down on farming, it's just that he's not good at it.

The pages of the book were turned one by one. The evolution of Da Zhao's text was similar to the ancient texts he was familiar with, but after all, there were still some differences. Many of the allusions he read were confused.

However, it is said that reading a book a hundred times is self-seeking.

Yan Qingzhu's mentality is very good, and he doesn't feel annoyed if he doesn't understand it. He only remembers the words he doesn't know, and waits for it to stabilize before thinking of other ways.

Time passed bit by bit, and he also finished the three books in a very boring time.

Just when he put the book into the space and was about to take the fourth book, the door bolt suddenly moved.

The winter night was extremely quiet, and there was not even the sound of insects and birds. The sound of the door bolt being fiddled was as clear as it sounded in Yan Qingzhu's ears.

Yan Qingzhu's face sank, his eyes turned, and he immediately understood that the two of them were too high-profile today, and they must have been targeted.

There are so many pedestrians in the market, and it is not surprising that there are special ones.

After all, the two of them are still too young, even if they act prudently, they will inevitably be despised.

Yan Qingzhu hurriedly put away the valuable things around him, and then he landed on the ground lightly, without holding the lamp, and walked straight to the door.

The door bolt is made of wood, and people outside can hang the door bolt by sticking a dagger through the crack of the door.

Yan Qingzhi also took precautions against this before she went to bed, so she tied the door bolt and hung heavy objects with cloth strips, and also blocked things at the crack of the door, first to keep warm, and second to let those who wanted to steal things It is not so easy for a person to flick the latch.

However, the person outside the door is obviously a habitual thief, and it is easy to deal with such precautions.

When Yan Qingzhu walked in, he could already see the bright dagger sticking out of the door into the room.

He held his breath, for fear that people outside would hear his voice, and by the dim light of the lamp in the distance, he carefully looked at the length of the dagger.

When I saw it, I was even more surprised that what had leaked into the door was five inches long.

This is no longer a dagger, this is simply a short sword.

The length units of Da Zhao are similar to those of later generations, millimeters, centimeters, decimeters and meters, as well as li and kilometers, but these were formulated during the time of the Empress, and only Da Zhao began to use them. The previous dynasty still used size and so on.

The inheritance of many families is still measured according to the size. Just like the current short sword, it is made of ancient methods at first glance, and the length of five or six inches is more than enough to kill people.

Yan Qingzhu didn't dare to take it lightly. He wanted to call someone, but he was worried that someone in the big car shop would be in the same boat. When he shouted, he made the other party more unscrupulous, and directly angered and killed to cover up his whereabouts.

And even if there are no insiders in the big car shop, they are all kind people. The place where they live extends in all directions, and they can jump to the outside yard within a few steps. It is not easy to catch the thief outside the door. It just scare the man away at the time.

But after everyone goes back to rest, the thief is likely to come back.

Although he can watch all the time in the middle of the night, if he repeats it several times, I am afraid that others may not stand up for him...

As for the newspaper officer, that's not to mention. It's not the future here. The yamen's arrest and yamen are not so dedicated, and the undead will not take care of things.

He turned his head to look at Yan Qingzhi, who was still sleeping. He didn't want to let the other party participate in it. The two of them are both young now, and they are both running around the same.

Yan Qingzhu turned around and looked at the environment of this compartment, thinking about what he could do with the environment right now.

The compartment is not big, only more than two meters wide. On one side is a kang, with a few quilts on the top of the kang, where Yan Qingzhi sleeps, and on the other side is a small kang table with an oil lamp on it.

Except for a small scooter on the floor, it was a pile of things that had not been put into the space, and there were some pancakes and water bags in the clothes and luggage.

Although fragmented, they are all bundled up.

The sound of breathing outside the door was a little short, and it seemed to be dissatisfied with the sister and brother. It was really annoying that the door was not opened for so long.

They are just thieves. Stealing and murder are not the same crime. Although this is a corner, if someone comes and bumps into it, it is quite dangerous.

Yan Qingzhu clenched his fist, looked up at the empty room above the house, it was not far from the door, it was a good place.

The two people outside the door never knew what was going on in the house. The latch had moved to a sensitive position. The people outside the door seemed to have noticed it.

They are not thieves moving around, but snitches who come with a convoy. When such a foreigner goes to a certain place, they will immediately flee after making a vote.

Therefore, whether it is hand-eye skills or eyesight... they are much stronger than ordinary thieves.

The experience is naturally more abundant.

(End of this chapter)