"Let's go!"

Xia Qianqian urged: "It's so loud in the prison, it's so noisy!"

Ji Zimo looked at her deeply and whispered: "Yeah!"

He turned around and walked out first. Xia Qianqian followed him. When she passed a prison, she was stunned.

On the pile of straw in the corner, two big men hugged each other, curled up, and looked at her with fear in their eyes.

Looking down, the two people's legs were wrapped in a ball of shabby clothes, and they were stained with blood, which was very scary.

Seeing her pause, the old man on the side laughed and said: "These are two little thieves. The officers and soldiers were patrolling the riverside the night before and found them running out of Fu'an Village, acting suspiciously and sneakily, so they were caught."

"Going to Fu'an Village to steal things?"

Xia Qianqian glared at them, then laughed dumbly and said: "The villagers are so poor that they don't have overnight meals. You guys steal things without checking in. You are so stupid."

Ji Zimo looked at her gloating look, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, not knowing how to describe her.

After exiting the gate of the General's Mansion, the two got on the carriage again.

After spending some time at the General's Mansion, it was almost noon, and she had to rush back to make fried noodles for Geng Zhong and the others.

I still don’t know how the work at home is going without her being here?

Seeing her anxious look in Ji Zimo's eyes, he asked casually: "You seem to be very busy?"

"Yes!"

Xia Qianqian responded: "Building a house at home is a big deal in rural areas. I'm not here because I'm afraid my mother won't be able to handle it."

"Isn't Geng Zhong still here?"

"A rough man is naturally not as careful as a woman."

Xia Qianqian raised the car curtain, looked at the street, and said anxiously: "I need to buy some food later."

She kept looking at the scenery outside the car, without even looking back at him.

As soon as she saw the entrance to the market, she patted the carriage anxiously, "Stop!"

She raised the car curtain, called Xiao Yong, and said urgently: "I'll get off here."

Carrying the bamboo basket on her back, she jumped out of the car and ran away without looking back.

Ji Zimo looked in that direction, and after a long time, he said silently: "Send me back to Mo Mansion first."

"Okay." Xiao Yong agreed.

The carriage galloped forward for a while, and he ordered again: "Wait for her at the gate of the West City later and take her back."

"Yes."

At the ancient farmer's market, Xia Qianqian purchased some garlic, a handful of green onions, three kilograms of pork belly, some chili peppers and other seasonings.

By the way, I bought a few large bowls, some chopsticks and other items.

After being fully prepared, she ran to the bookstall again to buy some books.

When Yuan Bao went to school, because of the construction of a house, two inexplicable people tried to get close to him, which made Xia Qianqian wary and did not dare to let Yuan Bao go to school alone.

Now that those people have been caught, the matter of Yuanbao going to school can be put on the agenda earlier.

Now that she has a schoolbag, she will first buy him some enlightenment books.

There were many books on the bookstall. She selected them and bought a "Three Character Classic" and a "Hundred Family Surnames". The content in these books was enough for Yuanbao to read for a while.

During the search, she found a book introducing food. She opened it and saw that there were various cooking methods in it.

Seeing that she liked it, the old man selling it said enthusiastically: "Girl, this book can be regarded as a unique book. If you learn the contents of the book and keep it, you will acquire a good craftsmanship and your husband's family will be happy."

As a food blogger, she doesn't disdain the introduction of these crude foods.

She is just a young girl, and she doesn’t have to flatter her husband’s family.

However, the river spread and the bamboos were submerged. Her bamboo weaving business was damaged and she has been unable to make money recently.

As for the manuscript, I will sign a contract with Juwanglou. After the items are sold and there is profit, I can settle the settlement with her. There is no income for the time being.

For the drawing work, I gave the drawings to Shopkeeper Hai, but I don’t know his opinion yet, and there will be no response for a while.

When her family was building a house, Geng Zhong and others came to help with the work. Their wages were not calculated, but she had to take care of their food and drink.

In this way, in just two days, nine taels of silver have been spent on groceries and so on.

At this rate, by the time the house is built, their family will be extremely poor again.

Therefore, she has to find another way out.

Either make medicine, or make semi-finished snacks and other items to sell.

She knows how to make medicine because of her father.

But she knows how to eat for no reason, and the reason seems a bit weak.

Therefore, she must have something to cover herself with.

"Okay, I bought this book. Are there any other related books?"

"Yes!" The young daughter-in-law's family in the countryside has few literate people.

The matter of making fire and cooking has always been a woman's business, and men do not interfere.

Therefore, books about diet are completely unsaleable.

Xia Qianqian was not polite, she selected four books, haggled some more, and finally settled the deal for 30 yuan.

Putting everything into the basket, she picked it up and hurried to the west gate.

She made an agreement with Uncle Wang to ask him to take her with him when he goes back.

Unexpectedly, after exiting the west city gate, the outside was deserted. There was no uncle Wang’s oxcart beside the wall.

Xia Qianqian was a little frustrated, but she didn't expect a carriage with a green tent to rush from behind.

Xiao Yong sat at the shaft of the car and said loudly: "Miss Xia, Master asked me to see you off."

Xia Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank him for me."

She climbed into the carriage.

The horse-drawn carriage is much faster than the ox-cart.

Xia Qianqian lifted the car curtain, looked outside the car for a while, then leaned against the car and closed her eyes to rest.

Last night, she kept vigil all night. When it was almost dawn, she went to take a nap for a while. She was really too sleepy.

When I opened my eyes again, the carriage was already parked at the gate.

"Qianqian," Li Yunniang called her.

Xia Qianqian jumped out of the carriage and said to Xiao Yongfu, "Thank you for sending me back. You haven't eaten, so why don't you stay for dinner?"

She invited warmly.

When Geng Zhong saw Xiao Yong, he ran over with a stinky sweat and invited him: "Miss Xia is very good at cooking. I will have fried rice dumplings for lunch, so you can come and eat too."

Xiao Yong frowned, with a serious face, and refused: "Young master, there is something else to do over there, I'll leave first."

He jumped on the carriage and drove away without hesitation.

Geng Zhong stood there, looking at the dust raised by the carriage in the distance, and said: "It's a pity, he has no luck."

Xia Qianqian smiled and said, "Come on, wash your hands and I'll make some noodles."

With quick hands and feet, she chopped onions and garlic, crushed chilies, and boiled water in a pot.

While the boiling water in the pot was boiling, she grabbed the dough and ran her fingers through the dough, pulling and pulling it back and forth several times. In the blink of an eye, the lump of noodles turned into thin willow-like noodles.
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With a flick of the wrist, the noodles tumble into the pot.

When the noodles are cooked, pick them up with long bamboo chopsticks and place them one by one into the large bowl next to the pot.
Chapter completed!