Chapter 3 Does the boss have alcohol?
Jiang Yanxuan, who escaped from the palace, greeted the early morning sun and walked towards the south. How slow this goes. And I don't have anything of value all over my body.
In order not to be suspected, Jiang Yanxuan did not bring anything from the palace. Even the close-fitting jade pendant was hung on the boy who replaced him. You have to do a full set of plays, don't you act like this on TV?
As for the mirrors, Jiang Yanxuan had already buried them in the soil before he escaped. One is because he wants to leave here, so he can't take everything here with him. Second, before, once, when Jiang Yanxuan wanted to change the TV channel because of a quarrel with ice cream, ice cream was angry and jumped up and down with the mirror in his mouth, and accidentally, the ice cream dropped the mirror on the ground. Then Jiang Yanxuan couldn't see anything from himself anymore.
Anyway, he'll be back sooner or later, and the mirror will stay here for the time being.
An Fanghua told him that his father died of illness, and his mother also went with his father. After that, his two uncles succeeded him one after another. Moreover, it was his father who abolished his crown prince and let his younger brother succeed him.
Jiang Yanxuan has always had doubts about this, if this is the case, then why put himself under house arrest? !
Several times he wanted to ask An Fanghua about his later history, but either he forgot it, or An Fanghua happened to have something to do. Jiang Yanxuan didn't care at first, and always felt that there was still a long time. Who knew that suddenly I couldn't get in touch!
In the past three years, Jiang Yanxuan has not eaten anything good. This made me suffer a stumble when I should have grown my body. Fortunately, he insisted on exercising, what yoga, aerobics, tai chi, square dancing...... Idle is also idle, anyway, as long as it is good for the body, he has to try.
In this way, although Jiang Yanxuan is skinny, he is quite concise. It's just that now he is hungry, even if he is beaten with iron, he doesn't fight hunger.
Seeing that it was already noon, Jiang Yanxuan saw cooking smoke in the distance, so he quickened his pace.
This is a house in the suburbs, with a sharpened fence, which is supposed to be against wild animals. Although it was easy to push open the fence door, Jiang Yanxuan still stood at the door and asked if he could give him something to eat.
There lived an old man and his granddaughter. The old man saw Jiang Yanxuan begging for food, thinking that he was also a poor person, so he took a raw sweet potato to him.
Jiang Yanxuan thanked the old man, and before leaving, she glanced back at the girl, she stood timidly behind the old man and looked at herself.
Holding the sweet potatoes and picking up some firewood, Jiang Yanxuan found a small river and washed the sweet potatoes, preparing to make a fire to roast the sweet potatoes to eat.
He found a leeward place, dug a shallow pit, put the sweet potatoes in it, and spread a shallow layer of soil.
Then put some dry leaves on top of it, and cut a small hole in a thick dry wood with a sharp stone, and sprinkle some dry sand in the middle to increase the friction. Some dry wood foam was sprinkled around the hole to facilitate ignition.
Then he took out a sharpened wooden stick that he had just picked up near the house, and bit a few more teeth marks on it to increase the friction of his hand, and then he began to drill wood to make fire.
After a while, the spark ignited, Jiang Yanxuan smiled with satisfaction, it seems that the wild survival show is still not in vain.
When he had added fuel to the fire, he went to the river, took off his clothes, shoes and socks, tied his coat into a pocket, took a long stick in his mouth, and tiptoed near a large stone, and then took the long stick and struck it vigorously, and made a splash with his foot.
Originally, when he got out of the river, the little fish hid under the stones. Let him make such a fuss again, the small fish under the stone swam out in fright, Jiang Yanxuan threw away the wooden stick, and quickly grabbed his clothes, there were already fish in it.
When he returned to the shore, he turned his clothes upside down and poured out three palm-sized fish. As luck would have it, two small crabs were poured out.
Jiang Yanxuan cut the belly of the fish with a sharp stone chip, scraped the scales, cleaned the fish, and went to the river to rinse it.
Then go back to the fire, skewer the fish on top of the stick, and put it on the fire to roast. After a while, the grilled fish exuded aroma, and Jiang Yanxuan's stomach screamed even more happily.
After the three fish were roasted, Jiang Yanxuan had a full meal, and then dried his clothes, and then put out the fire. Not at ease, he wrapped the leaves in water and poured the rest of the fire repeatedly. Finally, the fire was picked up with a wooden stick to make sure that the fire was extinguished, and then the soil was removed and the sweet potato was dug up.
It smells so good! The aroma of sweet potatoes is like freedom! Jiang Yanxuan, ah, no! It's Yan Xiaowu, and I'm free from now on! I want to find out the truth! Live a clear life from now on! Those who want me to die unexplained, I want them to die clearly!
After eating the sweet potatoes, Yan Xiaowu went to the river and washed his hands and face with satisfaction. Looking at the sky, it was already afternoon, and it seemed that I had to find a place to spend the night as soon as possible.
At this time, Yan Xiaowu saw a carriage galloping in the distance, yes, follow the traces of the carriage!
It was almost night, and Yan Xiaowu arrived at a county seat called Qingyuan County before the city gate was closed.
Because there is a photo sticker, which is equivalent to the current ID card, then you are officially certified and registered. It is very convenient for Yan Xiaowu to enter the city, and now he is looking for a place to spend the night.
Originally, he wanted to find a place to work, the kind that included food and housing. As a result, I asked a few restaurants and inns, and when they saw Yan Xiaowu's small body, they didn't accept themselves.
Eventually, he came to a porridge shop. The porridge shop was about to close, but the owner of the porridge shop saw that he was pitiful and agreed to take him in for the night.
The owner of the porridge shop is called Zhang Zuben, and he is the only one in the family now. Last year, Zhang Zuben's old mother passed away, and Zhang's mother's only wish was that Zuben could marry a wife and have children. But his porridge shop barely made ends meet, with a small business, plus treating his mother, and he didn't get married until his mother died.
There was still some porridge left in the store today, so he served Yan Xiaowu a bowl of porridge and another bowl for himself. Yan Xiaowu asked for a small broken jar, filled it with some water, and put the two little crabs in it.
The two crabs had been crawling in the jar, and it was a little noisy, so he put the jar in the corner of the yard far away from the house.
In fact, at that time, some people ate two meals a day, one meal in the morning before work, and one meal at the end of the afternoon.
Some people just eat three meals a day, and in the evening they just have a little bit to eat and cushion it.
In a word, if you have money and want to eat more, you should eat more. If you don't have money, you will eat less, depending on the situation.
After drinking the porridge, Zhang Zuben made the bed and said to Yan Xiaowu: "The place is small, let's squeeze a bed." ”
Yan Xiaowu doesn't have the slightest shelf of the prince, what kind of shelf does he want! Where is he still a prince?
Although Zhang Zuben snored like thunder when he slept at night, Yan Xiaowu didn't mind at all, he was exhausted this day, and this was the first time in three years that he had a big living person to accompany him. To be able to get out of that dangerous cage, what else could he ask for?
During the fifth watch, Zhang Zuben got up to boil porridge, and he boiled the most ordinary rice porridge, sometimes there was more brown rice, and sometimes there was more white rice. Whatever rice you buy, you can boil whatever porridge you want, anyway, it's a penny a bowl.
Yan Xiaowu also got up to help boil water and make porridge. The rice was washed and soaked the day before, so soon the two of them boiled porridge.
The porridge shop sells from morning to noon, and Yan Xiaowu eats white porridge for breakfast and lunch, but there is a little pickle at noon. If nothing else, it will be rice porridge again in the evening, which makes him a little unbearable.
In the afternoon, I have to start boiling up the porridge sold in the evening. When he was boiling porridge, Yan Xiaowu remembered the crabs he caught yesterday, he ran to the corner, and saw that the two small crabs caught yesterday in the small jar were still crawling around in the jar, and wanted to run out, so he hugged the jar and asked Zhang Zuben.
"Boss, do you have any alcohol?"