Chapter 1223 Shen Dashi

"The taste of this pickle is not bad. The most important thing is that it is very durable. It will not be a problem to store it for three to five years."

And let's not mention the others, this can last for three to five years, which makes Shen Qingci very excited, and now she really doesn't have much money left on her body.

She really didn't want to spend it, but she couldn't express what she meant by exchanging food for these things.

She pointed again, if this is cheap, she can buy some more, the big deal is, after she goes back, she will change from a long trip to a hurry.

It's just that the food and use are 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 you don't see it?

"This one is sixty liters, add another jar." The shopkeeper replied again, "Although the price is a bit higher, but we are giving the jar as a gift, and this jar can be used again in the future. Just one jar is not far away. Ten pennies."

Sixty renminbi, Shen Qingci calculated, it seems that it is not too expensive, one tael of silver can buy more than a dozen jars, and the shopkeeper is right, this jar is a good thing, she can tell it.

She spent another ten taels of silver and bought more than one hundred jars of pickled vegetables.

That's when she drove her own carriage back to Shuanghe Village. Of course, she didn't dare to stay here any longer. She was frightened today, and she almost didn't have King Fenglun to cook for her.

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

She drove the carriage very fast, and she didn't stop in the town too much, even without drinking a sip of water, she hurried back to Shuanghe Village, got off the carriage, and went to the water tank too I poured myself a ladle of water with a gourd ladle, and drank it directly regardless of whether it was cold or not.

When she put down the gourd ladle, she also breathed a sigh of relief, and then opened Uncle Fifth's cellar again. As soon as she opened it, there was a layer of dust inside. It can be seen that the cellar has not been opened for a long time. .

She heard from the fifth aunt that this cellar hadn't been opened for several years, mainly because all the things of Xiaobao's parents were stored in it, and the fifth aunt put these things in it, and she was reluctant to throw them away. He just wanted his son to be closer to him.

But he was also afraid of seeing things and thinking about others, so this cellar has never been opened since Xiaobao's parents left.

Shen Qingci walked down carefully, and found that the cellar was dug very large, but there were very few things in it. Although it was dug underground, the inside was very dry, and there were still pavements inside. The oilcloth, those things in the cellar, are some commonly used farm tools and other things, needless to say, these are all left by Xiaobao's parents.

Fleeing Qingci didn't feel how eerie and terrifying this place was.

She didn't do anything bad, if Changsheng really had a spirit, she wouldn't be harmed.

"Changsheng, although I have never met you, I have heard of your name. I want to put some food here. If you are really spiritual, you must protect the food well, okay?"

This is for Uncle Wu and Xiaobao. As long as they have these, they can really spend these three years.

Something seemed to move in the distance, and when she turned her head, she realized that it was a bow and arrow hanging on the wall, which might be something of longevity.

She came out of the cellar, but didn't go out again, but went to the kitchen to cook something for herself.

Uncle Wu's house is much farther away than other houses, and she is not very talkative, and she doesn't like to deal with others, so it is impossible for someone to come over and try something.

So no one would know what she was doing, and they might not even know whether she had gone with Fifth Uncle or not.

After entering the kitchen, she rolled up her sleeves, baked a few pancakes for herself, sat at the table with plain water, and ate them. When it was night, she went out to see if the food had arrived.

After it got dark outside, Shen Qingci drove the carriage and left Fifth Uncle's house.

She hung a flat cart on the back of the carriage, which holds a lot of things, and it may be finished in a few trips.

In less than two quarters of an hour, she arrived at the house where the shopkeeper of the rice shop kept the grain. This house had really been abandoned for a long time.

There is no one inside, indeed there is no one, she doesn't need to go in, she just needs to smell it, so she can know if there are any strangers inside.

After getting off the carriage, Shen Qingci walked to the door and pushed the door, but the door didn't open, and the door was also locked.

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

She took the key, walked to the gate, and then opened the lock, and then gently piled it together. Sure enough, the door opened.

She drove the carriage in, and there was no one inside, but by the moonlight, she could still see the shoe prints of someone coming over, going back and forth, many times, but the fallen leaves in the courtyard were never swept, just It can be seen that the shopkeeper of the rice shop did not lie to her. No one has ever been to this place, and it is indeed an empty house. She walked in, pushed open a front door, blew on the fire, and lit the door. He lit the candle in his hand.

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

After spending so much money at one time, she didn't even know how much she had, but seeing the pile of food inside now really scared her.

There are indeed piles and piles of grain inside, and according to her request, they are all twenty catties a bag, and countless bags are piled up together, and the bags used are also high-quality. It is not only anti-bite, but also moisture-proof and soil-proof.

Cang Tao's silk-making and iron-melting skills are world-renowned, and the bags they used to put the grain in seemed to be not bad. She walked over and touched it, and it was really real grain.

Besides the food, there were hundreds of jars there, she didn't count them, but given the nature of the shopkeeper, there should be a lot of jars.

She put down the candle 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 strenuous, but no matter how strenuous it is, she has to do these things alone.

But fortunately, although it was a bit strenuous, she could barely hold her up, and the walk was not long, so she just went out and threw it into the carriage.