"The taste of this pickle is not bad, the most important thing is that it is very durable, and it is not a problem to put it for three or five years."

Not to mention the rest, this can be put away for three or five years, so much so that Shen Qingci is very excited, and now there is not much silver left on her.

She really didn't want to spend it, but she couldn't express the meaning of exchanging food for some of this thing.

She pointed again, if this is cheap, she should buy some more, big deal, when she goes back, from traveling to rushing.

It's just that the food is a little worse, but the rest will not be affected.

Anyway, she can go home, and she can eat the bitterness, not to mention, how much bitterness is there if she doesn't see it?

"This one altar is sixty texts, plus one jar." The shopkeeper replied, "Although the price is higher, but we are sending the jar, this jar can still be used again in the future, just one jar is nearly ten yuan." ”

Sixty words, Shen Qingci calculated, it doesn't seem to be too expensive, one or two pieces of silver can buy more than a dozen jars, and this shopkeeper is also right, this jar is a good thing, she can also see it.

She used ten taels of silver to buy more than 100 jars of pickles.

This is the one who drove her carriage back to Shuanghe Village, of course, she didn't dare to stay here longer, she was frightened today, and she almost didn't have King Fenglun to cook and eat.

She really doesn't want to see King Fenglun again in the future, and she doesn't want to do it all her life.

The carriage was driven very fast, and she didn't stop in the town for long, even if she didn't even drink a sip of water, she hurried back to Shuanghe Village, she got out of the carriage, and also went to the water tank to fill herself with a gourd scoop of water, and didn't care whether it was cold or not, she drank it directly.

When she put down the gourd scoop, she also breathed a sigh of relief, and then she was opening the fifth uncle's cellar again, which was just opened, and there was a layer of dust inside, which showed that this cellar had not been opened for a long time.

She heard from the fifth aunt that this cellar has not been opened for several years, mainly because it is full of things from Xiaobao's father, and the fifth aunt put these things in it, and she is reluctant to throw them away, just because she wants her son to be closer to her.

But I'm afraid of seeing things and thinking about people, so this cellar has really not been opened once since Xiaobao's father and mother went.

Shen Qingci walked down carefully, and found that this cellar was dug very large, but there were very few things in it, although it was dug underground, but it was very dry inside, and it was still covered with oilcloth, and those things that were placed in the cellar were some commonly used farm tools and other things, needless to say, these were left by Xiaobao's father.

Escaping Qing Ci didn't feel how eerie it was.

She hadn't done anything bad, and if Immortal really had a spirit, it wouldn't harm her.

"Changsheng, although I haven't seen you, but I've heard your name, I'm going to put some food here, if you really have a spirit, you must take good care of this food, okay?"

This is for the fifth uncle and Xiaobao to eat, as long as there are these, they can really spend the past three years.

Something seemed to move in the distance, and when she turned around, she realized that it was a bow and arrow hanging on the wall, which might be an immortal thing.

She came out of the cellar, and instead of going out again, she went to the kitchen to make something for herself to eat.

The fifth uncle's house is much farther away than other families, and she doesn't like to talk too much, and she doesn't like to deal with others, so it's impossible for someone to come over and do anything.

So no one will know what she does, and even they may not know whether she has gone with the fifth uncle or not.

When she entered the kitchen, she rolled up her sleeves, baked herself some cakes, and sat down at the table to eat them with white water.

After the sky outside was dark, Shen Qingci left the fifth uncle's house in a carriage.

She hung a flat cart on the back of the carriage, which was loaded with a lot of things, and it might be completed in a few trips.

In less than two quarters of an hour, she had already arrived at the house where the grain was stored in the shopkeeper, and this house had really been abandoned for a long time.

There is no one in it, it is true, she doesn't have to go in, she just smells it, she can know if there are any living people in it.

After getting out of the carriage, Shen Qing walked to the door with resignation, pushed the door, but the door did not open, and the door was locked.

She retreated again, and then looked for something around, until she saw a crooked neck tree, which was when she walked over, and also on the crooked neck tree, and touched it for a long time, and then she touched a tree hole, and then put her hand into the tree hole, and when her hand came out again, there was also an extra key in her hand.

She took the key, walked to the door, and then opened the lock, and then a light pile, and sure enough, the door opened.

She drove in the carriage, there was no one inside, but according to the moonlight, you can still see the shoe prints of someone coming, back and forth, to many times, but the fallen leaves in the courtyard have not been swept, it can be seen that the shopkeeper of the rice shop did not lie to her, this place, it is indeed no one has come, and it is indeed an empty house, she walked in, pushed open a front door, she blew the fire fold, and lit the candle in her hand.

And when she saw everything inside, she didn't speak for a long time, and she didn't have much sense of weight for food.

After spending so much silver at one time, she didn't know how much, but now when she saw the pile of food inside, it really scared her.

There are indeed piles of grain in it, and according to her requirements, they are all twenty pounds a bag, countless bags are piled together, and they are also used in the best bags.

Cangtao's silk making and iron melting techniques are famous all over the world, and the bags they use to put grain don't seem to be bad, she walked over and touched it, this is really real food.

In addition to food, there were hundreds of jars there, and she didn't count them, but with the nature of the shopkeeper, there should be no less than one jar.

She put the candle down and picked up a bag of rice.

She has never done such heavy work, even if it is twenty catties of rice, it is still very difficult, but no matter how hard it is, these things have to be done by her alone.

But fortunately, although it was a little harder, she could barely pick it up, and then the walk was not long, that is, she went out, and then threw it into the carriage.