Chapter 2248 She Threw It Before

There are things belonging to Great Liang here.

She has always believed that there is a place called Great Liang in this world. It is a small country in the sea, and she also stayed in this small country for a year. There, she had another adventure. With A Niang, a brother, and a good friend like Hong Su.

So she never believed that it was just her dream, and it only existed in the dream.

However, she believes that others may not believe it, and she really can't come up with any real evidence. Of course, she has always given up on finding something that belongs to Great Liang in Dazhou.

She convinced herself, but she couldn't convince others.

Although she doesn't have to convince others, she really wants to know that the place in Great Liang is a real existence, not just a dream, and it's as simple as that.

And now, she unexpectedly smelled the breath belonging to Great Liang at this moment.

She also hurriedly searched for this breath.

grumble……

As if it was so scorched that it discovered something first, it jumped directly onto the table on the side, and then ran towards the thing on the table.

But Shen Qingci suddenly raised his eyes, and then opened his eyes wide.

"Baibai, don't move!"

And she could only say such a sentence, and then she heard the sound of her heart beating wildly.

Plop, plop...

She has never been so nervous and excited like she is now, even when she encounters the treasure of Shang Dynasty, she just passes it by.

There is excitement, but not nervousness, and of course there is no greed, and you even have to reject what you have.

But now, she has a sense of urgency to reject what she has.

This is hers.

This is hers.

It can only be hers.

It's useless for anyone to come, it's her, it's hers.

And Luo Bai was also frightened by her sound, and almost didn't shake off a few white hairs. The paws that were supposed to go up suddenly took them back, ran over quickly, jumped into the owner's arms, and then It was rubbing again, and ran to the master's shoulder.

Only then did Shen Qingci let out a sigh of relief, she stretched out her hand, rubbed the branded white, then stepped forward and walked to the table.

On the top of the table, there is a red pottery pot. This color is very rare in Dazhou. Liang has seen it, and she has studied it for a long time, that is, she was just curious about the bright colors, but she didn't make a special trip to learn how to make these clay pots, so she just saw it, but she couldn't really make it like this s things.

But although she didn't do it by herself, she can guarantee that with her eyesight and sense of smell in her two lifetimes, she can guarantee that this is something from Great Liang, and it is still through her hands.

She hurried forward and extended her hand, even though she waited for a long time, she didn't dare to touch it.

"grumble……"

Baobai scratched her hair lightly with his paws.

Only then did Shen Qingci wake up a little bit, she put her hands on her chest, she could hear her heartbeat, it hadn't been so fast for a long time, and she was also beating so nervously.

What's more, she broke out in a cold sweat.

She pulled Brandai off from her shoulders, and wiped off the sweat from her palms on Brandi's body. There is nothing more sweat-absorbing than fox fur in this world, and it is still white.

After she wiped off the sweat from her hands, she pushed the brand aside, and the brand was also a fool, thinking it was the master playing with it.

It jumped over, squatted in front of the pot, and then tilted its little head, wondering why the owner liked this pot.

Shen Qingci took several deep breaths, and she put her hand on the jar.

The sealing mud on the top of the jar was not removed, and she touched it one by one to make sure.

She picked up the jar again, with such a weight, it didn't look like it had been filled with water. She even shook it, but there was no particularly loud sound, so no water went in.

She opened a drawer, and took out a small dagger from the inside. This is a weapon made from the Lou family's black iron stone. Luo Henglu knew that she liked it, so he made a special trip to send a small dagger. give her.

She made a very small handle, about the size of one of her palms. It is extremely light and thin, but it is also very sharp. It can almost be said to cut iron like mud.

She used a dagger to carefully remove the sealing putty on the top. This is the great cool way of sealing, and she sealed it herself, so she can be absolutely sure that this jar was the one she threw into the river back then. , also flowed through this place along the water, and she lost a hundred jars, just thinking that one day, if she couldn't come back, such things would come along the water, and she also returned to Dazhou, which can be regarded as The last thing she did for Dae Joo.

When she came back again, she unexpectedly found this jar, and the jar contained sweet potatoes, her sweet potatoes, her favorite sweet potatoes.

Carefully, she cleaned off the sealing mud on the mouth of the jar. When the mouth of the jar was opened, she also smelled a very familiar smell, and it was still fragrant, which made her eyes warm.

Sweet potatoes are really sweet potatoes, and they are very fresh.

No matter when or where it came from, and no matter how it got here, she didn't want to care about anything, and she didn't want to get entangled in any reason. She just knew that she had found sweet potatoes.

She reached into it with her hand and took out a red-skinned sweet potato. The sweet potato was really fresh, with soil on it. Of course, it didn't germinate, or it was shriveled, as if it had just been dug out of the ground. came out the same.

Regardless of whether it was dirty or not, she put the sweet potato under her nose.

"Smells good!"

She couldn't help but also sighed.

Bobai jumped in front of her, also staring at the sweet potato, no matter how it looks, it looks delicious.

"Don't worry!"

Shen Qingci patted his white head, "We can eat it in a while."

And she is also thinking about how to eat it, whether it is porridge, steamed, roasted, or eaten raw, and no matter how it is eaten, she is very much looking forward to it.

How about some of everything?

She took out several other sweet potatoes from the jar. Although these were of different sizes, they were all extremely fresh.

"This is for cooking."

She picked a big one out of them.

"This one is for steaming and this one is for roasting."