Yu Jun

Chapter 67 Pine Nut and Chestnut Cake
Although he did not sell himself, it is shameless for a student to seek glory as a slave.

Everyone in Yunjun was silent for a while, but Wu Jin was natural, drank ginger soup, dried clothes, borrowed an oil lamp, went to the front yard to get luggage from the porch, and found an unoccupied room with water seepage on all sides to live in.

There was a pile of quilts on the bed, damp and sticky to the hands, it would be better not to cover them.

He folded the quilt, swept the dust off the bed, and first spread out a piece of bamboo paper on the bed.

Then he took water and ink, knelt on the ground, and wrote with a pen: "On the first day of October in the 22nd year of Yuanzhang, it rained heavily, and I lived in Guanyi, Heshan County, Jeju.

In Yida, Wuguang, roof leaks, and tile remnants, compete with the Cao team to spread tarpaulins, which can prevent autumn grain from spoiling, and a bowl of ginger soup can also dispel the cold in late autumn and early winter. "

As soon as he finished writing, Wang Jinghua sneezed next door, and then went out cursing to relieve his hand. He opened the door and scolded the young man: "Yummu head, I don't know how to bring a toilet in, and you want me to go out to pee."

Trembling, he passed by Wu Jin's door, took another step back, and stuck his head in: "The talented Wu is really busy."

Then he clicked his tongue twice: "I won't go to greet Miss Mo in person, you can say hello for me tomorrow."

He wasn't broad-minded at all, and this time he wasn't even an assistant, so he became more and more narrow-minded and became the eye of a needle.

"Yes." Wu Jin got up and collected the diary.

Seeing Wang Jinghua sticking his head in, staring at mung bean eyes, opening and closing his mouth, revealing a big black throat that went straight to his stomach, remembering the nickname Cheng Ting gave him, couldn't help laughing, and hastily raised his hand to cover his mouth and coughed: "Young Master Wang, hurry up and relieve yourself, or it will rain again."

Wang Jinghua froze, and walked away in a hurry, complaining to his father, Wang Yunsheng, that he didn't know how to be flexible and had to let him go with the cao team.

He didn't expect that if he didn't follow the Cao team, he might get lost.

Wu Jin closed the door——the door was intact, but it couldn't fit into the door frame, and there was a gap to let the air in.

He had no choice but to take a quilt to block the crack in the door, lie down with all his clothes on, and slept all night.

The next day, Wu Jin woke up with the crowing of a rooster, and stretched his arms and legs vigorously in the room until his whole body was warmed up. Then he cleaned up the room, stood in front of the bed, and memorized a volume of astronomical annals from "Book of Nanqi" in the dark.

After reciting, he went out to wash up and eat quickly-students rushing to take the exam, went with the cao team that transported autumn grain, lived in posthouses along the way, and ate with the cao team.

There were porridge and shredded pickles in the kitchen. After eating two bowls, he asked the marquis who was lighting the fire the way to Heshan County.

"Wu Jin, stop, what are you doing?"

Wu Jin walked and said, "Go to the county seat."

"Wait!" Wang Jinghua's eyes lit up, and he was no longer in a hurry to urinate. He took out a small coin and chased after Wu Jin, "Bring me a table of noodles, and I won't go in person."

"I can't take it with me." Wu Jin went down the stone steps with her sleeves folded.

"Hey hey..." Wang Jinghua slipped his foot and almost fell to the ground. He held Wu Jin tightly with both hands so he didn't fall down, "No need for noodles, some meat!"

Then Wu Jin nodded, took the money, put it together with the one hundred cash she had brought, and went down two steps in one step. Wang Jinghua disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Wu Jin was in a hurry.

The posthouse was still two or three miles away from the county seat. He walked and ran with his long legs, and entered the county seat in less than half an hour.

Because of bandits, Heshan County is as sparsely populated as Jia County. Shops and small foot shops are scattered on the streets, and peddlers carry their burdens to sell cakes, spicy soup, and steamed buns, which are more expensive than those sold in Kuanzhou City.

The sky was already bright, but it was gloomy. I don't know when it will rain again. Wu Jin asked someone about the refreshment shop. When she went there, the door was not open, so she went to the foot shop to buy a roast chicken and a pound of bacon for Wang Jinghua. I bought a catty of fresh chestnuts and three catties of raw sweet potatoes from a small vendor.

After turning back, I waited another three quarters of an hour before the refreshment shop opened, and the pine nut and chestnut cake was also made fresh.

He waited and waited until the rain continued, and finally when the pine nut and chestnut cake was ready, he hurriedly bought a pack and put it next to his chest, shivering from the heat.

The five fingers of his right hand are holding the groceries he bought, and he is holding the chestnut cake in his arms tightly. The wind is blowing under his feet, and he is afraid that the chestnut cake will be cold.

In fact, the chestnut cake is sweet when it is cold, but the roasted chicken will smell fishy when it is cold, but he is afraid that the chestnut cake will be cold - the chestnut cake that Mo Lingfeng wants to eat must not be cold.

Back at the post house, it was almost noon, Wang Jinghua was looking forward to it, and when he saw Wu Jin, he said loudly, "Where did you buy it..."

Before she finished speaking, Wu Jin had already slapped the roast chicken and bacon in his arms, then handed him the change and left in a hurry.

Running all the way to the backyard, he saw Mo Lingfeng standing on the porch scratching his face, with two black eye circles hanging on his face, wearing light green clothes, large green chrysanthemums embroidered on the hem and hem of the skirt, golden The collar was re-fried with charcoal wood, making it more golden and eye-catching.

"Wu Jin!" Seeing Wu Jin, she put down her hand and waved at him with a smile, "Where have you been? I asked Yin Nan to look for you and you weren't there."

She raised her hand to scratch again, and the nanny stood aside and quickly grabbed her hand, not allowing her to scratch it.

Wu Jin immediately noticed that her cheeks were covered with thin and small red bumps.

He put down the chestnuts and sweet potatoes, took out the still warm oiled paper bag and handed it to her: "I'm going to the county."

Mo Lingfeng took the oiled paper bag, and the aroma of chestnut cake rushed into her nose, making her forget to scratch the rash on her face: "Pine nut chestnut cake!"

She couldn't wait to untie the cotton rope, eat a piece, and then invite Wu Jin to sit in the cubicle and eat chestnut cake together around the charcoal fire.

Wu Jin saw that such little red bumps appeared between her fingers, and she felt extremely itchy, and her heart ached.

He took chestnuts and sweet potatoes into the compartment, used a torch to push away the charcoal ash, buried the sweet potatoes in groups, and cut a hole in the chestnuts, burying them shallower.

Mo Lingfeng handed him a piece of chestnut cake, and pointed to the top of his head: "There is a mouse, if there is no movement now, it will roll around at night, and it even devoured the snacks I brought."

Wu Jin looked up, only to see the dark beams and unsightly algae wells - this posthouse looked like a poor man with a swollen face and a fat man. It's shabby, and if you look closely, the decorations are also rotten.

He looked down at the table - the peeled orange on the table was only missing a petal, it must be sour, but the autumn pear was huge, it was cut out to fill a bowl, but Mo Lingfeng didn't move.

Looking at Mo Lefeng again, she is still eating chestnut cake with her eyes squinted.

Mo Qianlan raises her tenderly, but she herself is very sensible, no matter how miserable she is, it's better than Wu Jin and the others living in a leaky room, so they don't feel comfortable, so they don't say anything.

"It's delicious," Mo Lefeng handed another piece of chestnut cake to Wu Jin: "Are there any mice in the room you sleep in?"

"I don't want to eat." Wu Jin waved her hand, "I'll go buy it tomorrow."

"Can't we leave tomorrow?"

"I met the Yunjun who was exploring the road in the county, and said that the front is still collapsed, and the grain trucks can't get through."

Mo Lingfeng buried his head in looking at the chestnut cake, and said in a low voice: "When my brother went to the capital, did he also live in this post?"

"I miss my brother so much."

　When I opened the backstage, after counting the string of zeros, I realized that I had harvested my first Silver League in my life ヾ(●｀●) Wow~

　　Thank you book friend 20230417164334487 for your support and love, I am really touched.

　　I can’t repay it, I will add a new chapter tomorrow (sorry for not being able to explode the update, I have already applied for the 5.1 release, I try to stabilize my rhythm, and today the child is very clingy).

　　In addition, after one night, the child's face became blue, purple and swollen, as if he had practiced toad kung fu.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)