The fourth day at the refugee settlement was boring.

Wang Xiaolai sat under a tree on a low slope, leaning his back against the trunk of the tree, and said with his hands in his hands.

At the beginning, in order to gain time for the construction of the antlers, Wang Xiaolai used a method to delay the time, planning to play a tower defense game after the antlers were repaired.

However, now that the antlers have been repaired and the entire refugee settlement has been successfully fenced off, a new problem has arisen.

This side is fully armed to the teeth, but the enemy is not coming, how can this be endured?

From the initial impatience, to the interest, and then to the current lack of interest, the ghost knows what changes Wang Xiaolai's mentality has experienced in the past three or four days.

"Your Excellency."

Hearing someone shouting to himself, Wang Xiaolai turned his head and saw Shen Xiping walking over with a delicate box in both hands.

The box is exquisitely shaped, dotted with a lot of pearls and jade, not to mention what is inside, just looking at this box, it is worth a lot of money.

Shen Xiping walked over and sat down next to Wang Xiaolai.

The curious Wang Xiaolai was aroused in an instant, sat up straight and asked Shen Xiping, "What is this?" ”

Shen Xiping sighed and opened the box, which was filled with high-quality tobacco.

"Before leaving, I'm stealing my father's tobacco, sir, come on some?"

Knowing that Wang Xiaolai was always wasting when chewing tobacco, Shen Xiping still asked distressedly.

Hearing Shen Xiping's polite invitation, Wang Xiaolai was interested at that time: "Then how can you be embarrassed?" ”

As he spoke, he put his hand into the box, dug out a few pieces, stuffed them into his mouth, and chewed them.

As always, the sand mouth is still a little disgusting.

While chewing, he frowned.

Shen Xiping is a native of Suiyang, and he has long been accustomed to this taste, and when he took it out and gnawed it himself, he didn't feel any difference at all, and even chatted with Wang Xiaolai.

After a while, Wang Xiaolai couldn't stand the smell after all, and spit out the tobacco in his mouth with a snort, and the distressed Shen Xiping's eyes widened.

"Give me your knife." Wang Xiaolai said.

Shen Xiping was puzzled, and he couldn't care about being distressed, and asked, "My lord, what do you want me to use my weapon?" ”

"Bring it."

Here, he drew the knife and handed it to Wang Xiaolai, and then saw Wang Xiaolai lifting the knife up, making a gesture to split the box of tobacco.

Panicked, Shen Xiping hurriedly shouted: "My lord, you can't do it." ”

After the words fell, Wang Xiaolai just took out a few tobacco leaves, put them on the precious box made of sandalwood, and cut them with a knife.

It's okay now, Shen Xiping doesn't feel sorry for the tobacco anymore, but he feels sorry for the box, all the white marks are drawn on it, it's over, this box is worth a big drop.

"What are you doing, sir?" Shen Xiping looked at Wang Xiaolai and felt distressed.

Wang Xiaolai didn't answer, so he put the chopped tobacco of different thicknesses on the lid of the box, put it in the sun, turned his head, and asked Shen Xiping for paper.

In Suiyang, paper is more expensive than tobacco, and most of the families use sheepskin trunks when writing letters, and silk cloth is used for slightly better conditions.

Even so, the paper used is still similar to the yellow paper of the tomb when Wang Xiaolai came to the previous life.

Those who can use hard paper and rice paper are all rich readers, and only the letter form reported to the Son of Heaven can be used.

Now that Wang Xiaolai opens his mouth to ask for paper, how can Shen Xiping have it?

"What are you doing, my lord?" Shen Xiping asked.

"You can just take it."

"I didn't have it with me."

Hearing this, Wang Xiaolai's eyes rolled: "Go, go to my resting place, I'll bring me the paper for going to the toilet." ”

Shen Xiping listened to Wang Xiaolai's words, and he was distressed again.

I don't know what Wang Xiaolai learned from there, he had to use rice paper to go to the toilet, that is, the kind of precious rice paper that the minister handed to the Son of Heaven.

On the market, that thing is a knife and a gold, that is, Wang Xiaolai, who is willing to use it, who will give it up? Those rich people would rather use cotton silk than rice paper, even the royal ministers, the use of slightly inferior straw paper, not that straw paper is more expensive than silk, but Sui Yang Jing literati saints, even with paper, also occupy a piece of scenery, that is, those royal ministers, only qualified to use straw paper, don't think about rice paper, that is to write and carry large articles, there is no bad straw paper.

In fact, Wang Xiaolai was not happy, the rice paper was too hard, far less than toilet paper.

"Bring it."

"Huh."

With a promise, Shen Xiping turned around and went, and after a while, he got back a piece of rice paper rewarded by the Son of Heaven.

Wang Xiaolai took it in his hand and cut it into four sections with a knife.

Narcissus who was watching in the dark saw it, and she didn't understand what it meant, she thought that Wang Xiaolai was going to go to the toilet, and for Wang Xiaolai's extravagant behavior, Narcissus was also surprised from the beginning, and now she is not surprised.

Anyway, His Majesty knew that Wang Xiaolai didn't say anything when he took the paper from the reward to pay tribute, so he was in a hurry.

Wang Xiao came to the sun and rubbed the tobacco that had been cut into shreds by himself, looked up at the sky again, and felt that it was almost there, so he rolled up the paper cut into four sections and rolled it into an inferior cigarette that was ten centimeters long and as thick as a little thumb.

"Great, sir, what are you?" Shen Xiping didn't know what Wang Xiaolai was going to do, so he couldn't help asking.

"Don't you see, it's smoke."

Shen Xiping reached out and took one: "This, how to smoke this, you have to light it?" ”

Wang Xiaolai nodded, asked Shen Xiping to come over to the fire fold, lit the half-dried tobacco, and took a deep puff.

Not to mention, although there is no filter and the taste is a bit sandy, it is far better than chewing, at least there is no nausea.

"Cool !!"

With a sigh of relief, Wang Xiaolai leaned his back against the trunk of the tree, looking lazy.

Shen Xiping had a sample, and after taking a sip, he sighed, not to mention, although this kind of eating method is not as good as the tobacco that adults will bring when they first come, but it tastes much better than the tobacco officially circulated in Suiyang.

"What's going on?" Wang Xiaolai turned his head and asked Shen Xiping.

Shen Xiping stretched out his thumb and chewed the tobacco that was sucked into his mouth: "Yes, yes, it's much better than chewing directly." ”

Wang Xiaolai laughed and spit out the cigarette residue: "If it weren't for the fact that there was too little paper that could be used to roll cigarettes, I would have to make a cigarette rolling field and make a good profit." When he said this, Wang Xiaolai's mind began to become a little lively.

Shen Xiping smacked his tongue, good guy, I still want to produce it in large quantities, so there will be so much rice paper for you.

Moreover, he didn't understand what Wang Xiaolai thought, he just enjoyed it on the side, and his eyes couldn't stop looking at the remaining two.

How could Wang Xiaolai not know what Shen Xiping meant? A handful of copies were copied in his hands: "Go and go, rice paper is so expensive, roll it yourself." ”

Shen Xiping: "···"

"Lord Wang."

The two were resting, and suddenly heard Liu Mianyi's voice, turned his head to follow the voice, but saw that the person had already walked over, and he arched his hand in front of him, and before he could speak, Wang Xiaolai directly threw a cigarette roll.

No better than Shen Xiping, Liu Mianyi had never seen this kind of thing, holding a cigarette roll, and asked curiously: "My lord, what is this?" ”

"Tobacco."

Without waiting for Wang Xiaolai to speak, Shen Xiping grabbed the conversation and said.

Liu Mianyi hesitated when he heard this: "Is the tobacco still rolled in rice paper, what kind of strange method is this?" ”

As he spoke, he threw it directly into his mouth and chewed it.

Here, Wang Xiaolai and Shen Xiping were stunned.

"My lord, what's wrong with you two? Why are you looking at me like that? Liu Mianyi also asked.

"No, it's nothing, Lao Liu, what's the matter with you?" Half-ringing, Wang Xiaolai asked.

"By the way, my lord, I almost forgot if you didn't mention it, I arranged the eyeliner among the refugees, and a few refugees have been going out of their antlers these days, and they don't say what they do, they are mysterious, and..."

"And what?" Wang Xiaolai asked.

"And I think that the troop surge we used a few days ago may have been discovered, and I estimate that the bandits will do it soon." Liu Mian recalled.

When he first came, he was afraid that the bandits would act as Wang Xiaolai, so he asked Shen Xiping to lead the team to go out quietly at night and return to the refugee camp during the day, in order to make the fine work hidden in the refugees mistakenly think that there was a steady stream of soldiers in Daxing City to support him, and it was precisely in this way that the bandit was bluffed.

Shen Xiping slapped his thigh violently, startling Wang Xiaolai.

"Damn, it's time to do it, I'm about to suffocate to death these days." As he was talking, he felt that something was wrong, and when he looked back, he saw Wang Xiaolai looking at him resentfully.

At that moment, Shen Xiping looked embarrassed, shrunk his neck, and didn't dare to speak.

"Besides, if it weren't for your kid playing the same flag every time he went out, wouldn't they be scared and there would be no movement now, let's do it, let's do it, let's wait for so long, Lao Liu, you can arrange it in a while, let the brothers below be smart, don't be touched and haven't lifted your pants under your nose."

"Cheng, by the way, my lord, what about those eyeliners among the refugees, do you want to kill them?"

Wang Xiaolai thought for a while: "No, I'll keep them useful, Lao Shen, you can take our brothers in Liutun for a while." ”

On the side, Shen Xiping was breaking the cigarette butt that was about one or two centimeters, and his burning hands hurt, and when he heard Wang Xiaolai's words, he shouted: "Go?" Where to? What do you mean, sir? ”

Wang Xiaolai rubbed his ears: "Can you listen to Lao Tzu after your special mother." ”

Wang Xiaolai said this, and Shen Xiping closed his mouth.

"In a moment, you'll... In this way... In this way... Got it? ”

Wang Xiaolai spoke, and Shen Xiping's eyes straightened, and he nodded happily.