Chapter 429: Pickles
When the waning moon was in the sky, the two horses galloped on the field, and ran out for more than twenty miles in one breath, only then did they loosen the reins and let the horses move forward slowly.
"Thanks to you, otherwise I would have to fight against Tu Wei, and I might not be able to beat any of the people he brought." Shen Tong said with a smile.
Mrs. Jiang said: "That guy has been outside, I feel that something is wrong, I am worried that it is to divert the tiger from the mountain, we are fooled again, then I saw the girl, you came back, without waiting for me to pass, you killed the guy, entered the pawnshop, I simply guarded the door, by the way, girl, what to do with this head?" If it's a hot day, tomorrow it will stink. ”
The darts just now were shot by Jiang Pozi, in addition to steaming human meat buns, Jiang Pozi is also very good at secret weapons, otherwise he would not have blinded Yang Jinxuan's eyes with just a few rotten eggs.
Shen Tong looked at Yang Jinxuan's hideous head with disgust, and said, "Let's find some lime to nit this thing first." ”
I can't go back to the capital tonight.
Mrs. Jiang said with a smile: "This bag is on me, if I can't find lime, I'll buy some salt and marinate it first." ”
Pickled?
Shen Tong admired herself a little, how did she eat the food cooked by Mrs. Jiang on weekdays?
In fact, Mrs. Jiang really found a restaurant before finding Lime.
In the middle of the night, Mrs. Jiang jumped in through the window, and came out a moment later, bringing out a large clay pot and a bag of salt.
Shen Tong said with a smile: "I've seen someone stealing silver, but it's the first time I've seen someone stealing salt from a clay pot." ”
At this time, the sky was already dark, and the two found a hidden place, Shen Tong excused himself to take a nap, and led the fire to the side, leaving Mrs. Jiang to marinate the human head alone.
An hour later, the two of them re-embarked on the road, standing on the hillside, and saw the clothes drying in the yard of a family under the hillside......
The two of them changed their clothes, and burned the clothes they had worn yesterday, along with the human skin masks on their faces.
Passing by an inn, the two went in and slept for two hours, and after getting up, they ate and drank to their heart's content, and then headed in the direction of the capital.
Mrs. Jiang didn't forget to ask the store for a few radishes, and put them in a crockpot to pickle.
This time, Shen Tong didn't have time to dodge, and saw Jiang Pozi carefully smearing the radish with salt and putting it into the crockpot.
"No, I need to put some ginger, garlic and peppercorns, and some white wine." Mrs. Jiang went to the store to buy something like a gust of wind.
Half an hour later, Mrs. Jiang and Shen Tong, two people and two horses, together with a big clay pot, set out on the road.
In the evening, they arrived at Sanlizhuang, only then did they know that something big happened yesterday.
The landlady's face was full of fear, she still remembered Shen Tong and Mrs. Jiang, and when she saw them asking, she said: "You remember that there is a watermelon field in our village, which is from Lao Wang's house next door, and something happened to that melon field!" ”
It turned out that the old Wang next door likes to drink a few glasses on weekdays, he drank a little wine that day, and was going to go to the melon field to keep vigil, but he had a drunken attack halfway through, fell to the ground, and somehow, he never woke up, until he was splashed on his head by his wife with a bucket of cold water in the morning, and now he is still dizzy.
But it's also thanks to him that he drank too much and didn't go to the melon shed, otherwise this life would have been put into it.
However, although the life was saved, the watermelons of a few acres of land were all gone, although the people of Sanlizhuang have long stopped relying on farming for a living, but there are many experts in farming in the village, some people have gone to the charred melon field to see, the land has been destroyed, and it is not possible to plant watermelons. When Wang's wife heard about it, she sat in the charred melon field and cried for a day.
"Is there anything else besides the charred melon field?" Shen Tong asked.
The landlady looked around nervously, lowered her voice and said: "There are still dead people, the village chief won't let me say it, the dead people have been dug and buried, the girl must not say it, if people know, we burned people to death in Sanlizhuang, who still comes to live here, a village depends on the night to live." ”
Shen Tong was taken aback, and asked with wide eyes, "Didn't you report to the official?" ”
"No, the village chief said that this matter could not be reported to the official, so I found a few strong people and buried all the charred dead people before dawn." The landlady said.
Shen Tong was dumbfounded, Tu Wei was really ruthless and desperate, and he was sure that the people in Sanlizhuang would cover up this matter tightly.
It was a melon field, not a silk shop, and if the gunpowder hadn't been buried beforehand, it would never have burned so badly, but unfortunately she didn't see it with her own eyes yesterday.
As soon as the gunpowder was ignited, the slaughter guards erased all traces of the dead soldiers' camp.
Just like many times in the past and present lives, every time the action of the dead soldiers' camp is like a sudden rain, as soon as the rain stops, the scorching sun will come and go, so fast that it seems that it has not come, and even the rain on the ground has been sunburned without a trace.
The landlady repeatedly told Shen Tong and Mrs. Jiang to keep it a secret for her, Shen Tong laughed and said busily: "This thing is too scary, we don't dare to tell others if we are killed, don't worry, auntie." ”
Had a good night's sleep in Sanlizhuang, if it weren't for the noise coming from time to time next door, Shen Tong and Mrs. Jiang would have slept better.
The quarrel was between Lao Wang and his wife next door, and his wife felt sorry for her melon field, scolded Lao Wang for drinking and making mistakes, and scratched Lao Wang's face.
Before dawn the next day, Shen Tong and Mrs. Jiang went to the city gate to line up.
When I arrived at the city gate, I found that there were more people at the city gate today, not only the Flying Fish Guard, but also people wearing military uniforms.
Mrs. Jiang asked the other people in line, and only then did she know that the prisoners in the prison had escaped, and the people of the Flying Fish Guard and the Xishan Battalion were all dispatched and were searching for them.
"Who is it that escaped?" Mrs. Jiang asked curiously.
"You have heard of the Yang family in the Protector's Mansion, and the one who escaped was Yang Jinxuan, the second son of the Yang family." One person said.
"Don't mention the Yang family, the Yang family has already expelled Yang Jinxuan from the ancestral hall." Another said.
"I don't believe it, it's just for the people to see, the edict is not an ordinary place, can Yang Jinxuan alone escape from there? In my opinion, it was the Yang family who robbed him. The previous person said.
"Shhh Someone persuaded.
Everyone hurriedly closed their lips and said no more.
Mrs. Jiang returned to the team, patted the big clay pot, and said, "This jar is so pickles, I don't know if it can be sold for a good price." ”
But when the city gate guards came to check, Mrs. Jiang smiled all over her face, pointed to the big clay pot and said, "This is my girl's favorite pickle, why don't you try it too?" ”