Fauber thought it was funny:

"You little girl is so funny, the wolf's den hasn't escaped yet! I don't think you seem to be from a small family, a little insightful, my identity, it's not good to say that it's a slave, but the average eunuch family doesn't dare to offend me much, you look carefully, how can you thank me? ”

Shi Yu is actually just talking.

An old housekeeper, what does he want?

Who knows, this old man is actually more serious with her.

Shi Yu felt that he was very sad and unlucky, and he ran a trip to Zaozhuang in vain, not to mention, he would accidentally get lost with the old lady in the market, and he also encountered human traffickers.

But the words were spoken.

Steward Song did save her, so she couldn't ignore Entu.

Shi Yu touched his little chin and thought about it, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he snapped his fingers:

"Old man, why don't you do this, I'll give you a jar of sour bamboo shoots? Sour, sour, crispy and a little spicy, the porridge and fried meat are delicious, very appetizing! When you can't eat, you can eat porridge with it for several bowls! Don't think this bamboo shoot is a cheap thing, you know, the county's Zhenwei Pavilion will give me six yuan a pound! ”

Fauber was speechless.

Is this little girl naïve, or is she pretending to be stupid?

The grace of saving life can be worth a pot of bamboo shoots?

The old man laughed, "What do you really want?" Saving you is just a matter of effort, I should do good deeds for my master, and I hope that God will bless him to do what he wants. ”

Shi Yu couldn't help but widen her eyes, could it be that the Song steward she saw was the so-called loyal servant?

I heard Fu Bo say again, "If you call me Fu Bo, little girl, do you live close to this area?" If it's not far away, I can send you home. ”

"Thank you Fubo, but don't be so troublesome, my house is far away from here, so isn't there an old sister-in-law's wonton stall in the market? I've lost my milk, and they're in a hurry, and maybe they'll come back to that piece and wait for me, so please send me that piece, and I can give you that jar of sour bamboo shoots. ”

"That's done, I just happened to pass by on an errand, so I will send you by the way."

Fu Bo nodded, he came back for more than half a year, and the town was familiar with it, and he knew that there was such a wonton stall, which was named because of the filling and the delicious taste.

Even he and the old lady occasionally go out to eat two bowls.

That taste is really memorable!

So, in the idle chatter of the old and the young, time flies quickly.

The little guy who was ordered to go to the wonton stall to stop the carriage really stopped on the ground.

Shi Yu got out of the car and saw the ox cart on the side of the wonton stall, as well as the familiar faces on the car, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She also kept her promise, and when she came down, she handed over a jar of sour bamboo shoots from the ox cart to Fuber.

The jar of sour bamboo shoots was originally prepared for the villagers of Zaozhuang to taste.

I didn't expect it to be useless, but fortunately it wasn't used, otherwise she wouldn't have anything good to repay Fubo for saving his life.

"Fu Bo, the courtesy is light and affectionate, you have to eat and like it when you go back, I will send it to your old man again! Bye-bye~"

Shi Yu smiled and waved his hand to Fu Bo, the sun was fierce, and the engraved silver bracelet on his wrist almost shook Fu Bo's old eyes.

Fauber rubbed his eyes for a while, and then looked at the jar that had been forced to be placed at his feet, and his face was full of helpless smiles:

"This stupid girl, I don't know if I can come back when I go to Beijing this time, where can I wait for you to send bamboo shoots?"

He didn't take it seriously, either.

Ordered the little guy to continue his journey to the tooth shop.

After picking for a long time, it was only at dusk that he came out with a dozen or so slaves of men and women.

In the evening, I heard that the old lady had no appetite for food, and Fu Bo remembered that he had forgotten the sour bamboo shoots in the car, and the little girl said that it was very appetizing, and Fu Bo hesitated, and asked the little girl to go to the carriage to get it, and tasted it himself, crisp and sour with a little numb taste, very special, like sauerkraut in the farmer's house, but it seems to be very different.

He remembered that the girl said that he could mix some sugar in it.

Unexpectedly, the taste is even more amazing.

Hurriedly packed up a food box in the kitchen, packed some gruel and sour bamboo shoots and carried it to the study.

At this time, Song Ge, who was not in the mood to eat, was depicting miles on the bookcase.

Under the golden laurel trees flying in the sky.

A beautiful woman dressed in tender green leaped up on the paper, holding the flute in both hands, her expression was leisurely, and although the breeze messed her hair and headband, it added an indescribable mysterious beauty to her.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

There was a knock on the study door.

Old lady Song frowned slightly, and continued the description of his subordinates:

"Who?"

"Master, old slave Afu."

"Come in, the door is bolted."

Fu Bo hurriedly pushed the door in, the study was a fist-sized night pearl, bright as day, and when he entered the door, he saw the old lady bowing his head on the bookcase, holding a pen and seemed to be tracing something carefully.

Fu Bo didn't step forward, and set a table on the side to persuade, "Master, people are iron and rice are steel, if you don't eat, you can't do it, and all the people in the house rely on you!" The old slave knows that you have no appetite, and there happened to be a little girl who sent a jar of bamboo shoots, which were crispy and sour, and the old slave also asked the cook to mix some sugar, which was very appetizing, so you still eat some. ”

Old lady Song really has no appetite.

But Fauber also put things on the table, and he sighed, so he could only put down his pen and wash his hands.

After eating a bite of porridge with sour bamboo shoots, his eyes couldn't help but light up:

"Huh...... Doesn't seem to be bad? ”

He continued to take another bite, but he didn't expect it to be out of control, and accidentally went to half a bowl of rice porridge at once.

Fauber was delighted.

I couldn't help but talk to the old lady about saving Shiyu today.

Old lady Song nodded again and again when she heard this, and said, "This thing is really delicious, but it's a pity that we are going back to Beijing tomorrow, otherwise it would be too much for her to have a few more jars." ”

"If the master wants to eat, the old slave will let the people below watch it, and then buy some and send it back to Beijing with the caravan."

"Well, you have an idea. You don't have to wait for me here, Ah Fu, you go over and see if my painting has the charm of Qiu Niang, I pondered for a long time, this painting seems to be almost something. ”

Fauber hurriedly took the order.

At this glance, his eyes couldn't help but show surprise, and then he couldn't control his sigh in his heart.

The lord of his family is worried about Mrs. Qiu, and he comes to one from time to time, but he doesn't know how many of them are, but he didn't find one that he was satisfied with.

But in all fairness, the level of skill in this painting is really superb, whether it is the form or the god, it is no different from a real person.

He watched for a long time, and the old lady Song brought a small plate of sour bamboo shoots and two large bowls of porridge.

Still waiting for his guidance:

"How? Do you see it? ”

Fu Bo hurriedly pointed to the half-exposed smooth right arm: "Our Mrs. Qiu seems to have a bracelet here......"

"Bracelets?"

Old lady Song patted her head, and then suddenly realized:

"I think about it, I think about it, every time I depict it, I always feel that something is missing, it turns out, it is such a bracelet missing......"

The old lady is highly skilled.

In less than three or two strokes, a silver bracelet engraved with laurel was drawn.

The old man was immediately satisfied.

Admired it for a long time.

Fu Bo didn't take the opportunity to spoil the fun and urge the old lady Song to rest, lightly put away the tableware, and waited outside the door for half an hour, which urged people to rest.

By the time he got to bed, it would already be the third watch.

This night, Mrs. Song entered her dream with a proud masterpiece.

And Fauber, in his sleep, seemed to go back to his youth, and was rescued by the woman in green from a private silver mine in the hands of a corrupt official.

The past is like a dream.

In a trance, the night passed.

At dawn, the dart team rushed to assemble with the guards of the Song family, and at three o'clock in the meal, the old lady Song finally set off to return to Beijing.

Because of the age of Mrs. Song, the convoy did not walk through the county until almost noon.

Old lady Song originally planned to cross the city without entering.

But Fauber, who was in the carriage behind him, slapped the carriage like crazy.

Before the car could stop, he hurriedly jumped out of the car and fell all over his face with dirt.

But he didn't care, his eyes were red, and his eyes were full of excitement and excitement rushed forward, shouting:

"Sir, I'm ...... I seem to know where the fourth master is! ”