She delivered food in ancient times

Chapter 122
Through the door, the old lady's voice could still be heard, Zhou Qing couldn't help but sigh, no matter what era it is, parents can't control their children's voice when they discipline their children.

The bundle of firewood was naturally left behind by Zhou Qing.

Later, when Qian Sanniang finished teaching her granddaughter and opened the door to look, she found that the person had already left, but a bundle of firewood was left by the door. Moved into his own kitchen.

It can be regarded as accepting Zhou Qing's kindness.

Here Zhou Qing has already begun to work humbly. After all, there are weeds in the yard. Thinking about the workload, I feel horrible.

Fortunately, she still has her own way. Although there is no hoe at home, she did not use it directly. Instead, she chose a sharp stone and tied it to a wooden stick to make a simple version of the hoe. The stiff ground was initially loosened.

The looser the soil, the easier it is to pull out weeds.

Even so, it took Zhou Qing almost a whole day's time, and it was only half completed, and the part on the right corner was not finished.

Looking at the sky, the sun was gradually setting, and many houses in the village had already started to emit cooking smoke, so she had to let go of the fish that slipped through the net for the time being, and after washing her hands, she took back the quilt that had been drying in the morning into the house go.

If it stays in the sun, the smell of sunlight will be blown away by the wind, which is not acceptable.

After collecting it, I looked at the water in the house and found that it was running out. Today, almost all the time was spent on repairing the yard, and I didn’t have time to carry the water. Now she is hungry and thirsty, and Zhou Qing didn’t know for a while. How did I get myself into this.

He lowered his head, laughed at himself twice, and resigned to his fate, took the wooden bucket and went out to fetch water.

Fortunately, I have some flint on my body, so there is no problem with making a fire or something.

Although there is no pot, fortunately there is a broken pottery pot, which can be used in an emergency, at least there is water to drink.

After the water is brought back, the fire is raised, the water is boiled, and sitting in front of the earthen stove, it is rare to have time to relax.

Seeing the gradually boiling hot water, Zhou Qing began to feel uncomfortable, and she wanted to take a bath.

It feels like I haven't showered for a long time, and I'm going to have lice all over my body.

You can't think about this thing, the more you think about it, the more itchy Zhou Qing feels.

Decisively choose to take a shower before preparing to eat.

There is no soap locust at home, so I plan to make do with plant ash.

Zhou Qing thinks that she should be the most unlucky traveler, the quality of life has dropped by not a little bit.

But it's good to be alive, isn't it?

She also became the head of a small village. Although there are not many people in this small village, this is also progress.

Zhou Qing started to comfort himself in a familiar way.

In the past few years, she has been comforting herself like this, otherwise she would have already collapsed.

Wipe his body with a clean cloth dipped in hot water, and as the dust and stains on his body were washed away, Zhou Qing felt lighter all over.

It is rare to see a trace of beauty on the originally citrus-like face.

At this time, after Zhou Qing finished his psychological construction, he had already started to plan to find someone to make a bathtub for himself, so that he could take a bath in the future.

If there are no conditions to enjoy, create the conditions yourself.

After taking a bath, Zhou Qing ate today's meal with the remaining hot water and some dry food.

That's right, when she didn't borrow food, she always came here with one meal a day, so it was inevitable that she was malnourished and looked thinner.

The body has already gotten used to it, Zhou Qing thought of the bag of grain, and planned to slowly recover from two meals a day to give the body a familiar process.

Otherwise, she was worried that her stomach would not be able to bear it.

Let's take it step by step. Whether it is your own body or the villagers in Dahe Village, it will take a process, and it cannot be done overnight.

After eating this meal, Zhou Qing re-boiled some water, intending to store it in a clean ceramic bottle, so that there would be no shortage of boiled water tomorrow.

Then she took out the grain that Zhang Dajiang lent her, looked at it, and found that it was flour made from a catty of wheat. Zhou Qing thought for a while, scooped out a bowl, and fried it in a pottery basin. Tomorrow morning If you want to go out to the county town, just soak it in water, and you can eat it after mixing it. It is convenient and fast, and it can be used directly for breakfast without delaying going out.

After getting ready, Zhou Qing dug out the hidden baggage and took out a small cloth bag from it.

It contains all of her remaining net worth now. The position of the village chief cost her 20 taels of silver, and now there are only less than ten taels of silver left. After so many years, I have a certain understanding of the current prices. However, the price of goods in each place is different, and now that it has just stabilized, I am afraid that the price of goods in the county will not be lower.

We have to wait until we go to the county seat tomorrow to have a look at these things.

But looking at Uncle Dajiang, they should know more about these things, so I went to talk to him today, and Zhou Qing also wanted to hug the local old man's thigh.

After all, they are locals, and they always need to know more about the twists and turns here than she, who is from a foreign country.

Thinking about these things, Zhou Qing let himself fall into a deep sleep.

On the second day, it might be because he was thinking about something in his heart. Zhou woke up earlier. When he looked out from the room, it was not yet dawn, but Zhou Qing knew that people in ancient times generally woke up earlier, and they did not go back to sleep. Instead of thinking about it, Zhou Qing tidied himself up. Today, he didn’t wear the bunt yesterday, but chose the Confucian shirt. After all, Zhou Qing still understands the truth that people rely on clothes when they are away from home.

Sure enough, when she arrived at the entrance of the village, many people were already standing there.

Among them, Zhang Dajiang was the one who stood at the head. Zhou Qing guessed in his heart whether he was late, and silently accelerated his speed, and came in front of Zhang Dajiang.

"Uncle Dajiang, I'm sorry, I'm late."

"It's not too late, I'm old and I don't feel much, so I came earlier." Zhang Dajiang's words were not polite, he really felt that Zhou Qing came not too late, mainly because it is rare for young people to get up so early of.

"Since you are here and everyone is here, let's go."

Zhou Qing had black lines all over his head, and said that she was not too late, but she was the last one.

Although Zhang Dajiang said so, after all, she asked everyone to wait for her, and she was quite embarrassed, so she amplified her voice and apologized to everyone: "I'm sorry for letting you guys come and go, so I let you Awaited."

Except for Zhang Dajiang and Qian Sanniang, the other people in Dahe Village had no contact with Zhou Qing, so naturally they didn't expect that since Zhou Qing would compensate them, although they had never met Zhou Qing, most of them knew from Zhang Dajiang that this The man is the new village head of their Dahe Village.

I won't talk about it when I'm young, but it's still like this. How can I say it? It's strange to borrow Zhang Dajiang's words.

(End of this chapter)