time travel farm girl

In all dynasties, selling salt was a crime of beheading.

Although Aunt Tao is just a village woman, she still understands this reason.She rejected Zisu's proposal, and after being rejected, Zisu didn't continue talking, and seemed to give up.

In the next few days, Zisu made a division of labor, and the third brother and fourth sister continued to scrape the salt flowers off the fruits of the salt tree and put them in clay pots.She and Aunt Tao went into the woods to pick mushrooms.

After going out early and returning late for a few days, the mushrooms I picked seemed to be able to cover my rations for a period of time, and the most important thing was the four jars of salt, which made Zisu breathe a long sigh of relief.With these four jars of salt, she believed that it would not be a big problem to get through this winter safely.

That day, when Tao Xiucai's big rooster crowed for the first time, Zisu got up quietly. She first glanced at the third brother and fourth sister who were sleeping soundly because they were full, and then moved lightly. out the door.

Taking an overnight cold sweet potato, Zisu carried a bamboo basket and went out.

The first time she went out, she didn't intend to carry the salt shaker on her back, she had to figure out the environment first.

She had inquired about the way to the town a few days ago. If she walked along the main road, it would take about an hour and a half to get there.

The road in the mountains is not so easy to walk. The road paved with yellow mud and bluestone slabs is not so easy to walk. Fortunately, it is a downhill road all the way, so it is not so strenuous to walk. The scenery of green mountains and green waters is very good.

When she arrived in the town, Zisu's back was wet with sweat, she didn't stop, she first walked to the shops selling food, looked carefully, trying to find the leftover food they had thrown away, but walked a few times , but couldn't find it outside a store.Unwilling to give up, she went around to the back alley of the store again. Although she found a few wooden soup buckets this time, there was nothing else except some stinky soup water.

Come to think of it, in this era of war and chaos, there is only one who is not full, and there is no leftover!

After continuing to walk in the town for about half an hour, Zisu gave up the idea of ​​finding something to eat, and instead focused on the waste thrown away by the rich people. Patched the stained clothes and picked up some waste cloth.

At noon, when I felt my stomach growling with hunger, Zisu took out the cold sweet potato, peeled the skin, and ate very slowly bite by bite. Her gaze was on a small stall selling steamed buns not far away. shop.I don't know if it will work if she exchanges salt with them for steamed buns.

The shop was run by a woman in her forties, with a sallow and emaciated girl doll about six or seven years old.The business is actually not very good, if you think about it, you can make a fool of yourself.

"Auntie."

The woman raised her head and looked at Zisu, "Do you want to buy buns or steamed buns?"

Zisu shook her head.

There was a hint of disappointment in the woman's eyes, she sighed slightly, and turned to deal with other things.

"Auntie." The moment the woman turned her head, Zisu said hastily, "Auntie, I have some salt at home, do you think I can exchange it with you for something else?"

The woman looked at Zisu in amazement, tilted her head up quickly, looked around, and saw that no one was paying attention to her. The next moment, she hurriedly waved her hands to chase away Zisu, "Go, go, what are you doing like this baby? If you are so courageous, it is a matter of beheading."

Zisu wanted to say more, but the woman had avoided her like the plague.In addition, at this time there were guests, Zisu didn't dare to say more, so she walked away dejectedly.

Seeing that it was still early, Zisu decided to go to other small shops to ask.

But after a lap, they were all driven away.Zisu couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, and couldn't help thinking bitterly, this isn't a fan, so why should she avoid it like a snake?

"Hey."

Just when Zisu was very depressed, a childish voice sounded in her ear.

Zisu looked back, and saw a boy who looked older than her, with black and grape-like eyes looking back and forth on her body.

"What?"

"It's useless for you to do this."

"Um?!"

Zi Su looked at the little boy in surprise, only then did she realize that the boy not only has good-looking eyes, but also has exquisite facial features. In time, he will definitely be a handsome and handsome young man.

"You come with me."

The boy turned around and left after speaking, regardless of whether Zisu would follow him or not.

Seeing the young and mature boy, Zisu couldn't help but chuckled.For a time-traveling girl whose mental age is n times her actual age, so what if this little boy is mature and stable?She lifted her heels up.