Chapter 922: A little bit of squeeze

Author: Dongfang Hong Bus

Chapter 922: A little bit of squeeze

The Ministry of Works introduced the jade-picking workers from Vos Country to organize very quickly, but their journey was still not as good as the caravans of the Chu family.

When the second batch of workers stepped onto the borders of Worth, the banner of "Baoqingsheng" had once again fluttered in various tribes of Worth.

The people of Vos are now very complicated about the Chu family caravan: they are both looking forward and afraid.

They need Daxuan's goods, and among Daxuan's caravans, the Chu family caravans are the most credible, the most affordable, the most complete goods, and the largest volume.

Many people in Vos have even met Chu Qing and knew that he was a woman who was more hard-working, full of wisdom, and easy to deal with than their Vos women.

But they were afraid of the Chu caravan because their leader, the woman who was easy to deal with, was very difficult to deal with.

If you disagree, you will be beheaded, and if you are angry, you will be bombarded.

Just like now, when the grass is not green and yellow, the grass has only grown two inches tall and the wild vegetables are less than a few, the food shortage is causing panic and people are so hungry that they can't sleep at night.

The Chu family caravan is here, they have food.

But the Worth people dare not rob it because they are afraid of the "thunder" they can throw out at random.

In the country of Vos, where everyone is soldiers, many people participated in the battle last year. They were still scared of the rumbling explosion, the smoke of gunpowder, and the broken people and horses.

"It's delicious and cooked vermicelli! Fresh food!" Early in the morning, the caravan boys shouted, deliberately jingling pots and pans, and were making fires on the spot to cook.

On one side, the vermicelli was cooked in the big pot that I had just heard of, and on the other side, the fragrant pepper, chili and sesame seeds were being cooked in the big pot.

Add some soup jams to the jar, and the rich taste will spread thousands of miles with the morning breeze.

When the vermicelli is cooked transparently, pick it up and pick it up with a chopstick to make a bowl; then pour the boiling water from the vermicelli into the pot where the fragrant base is stirred, and with a whistle, it will turn into a big pot of soup.

There are two large pots on the ground, one is soaked dried coriander and dried chopped green onions, and the other is rolled-out bean cake residue.

A bowl of vermicelli, pour a large spoonful of soup, then grab some coriander, chopped green onion, and bean cake dregs on it, pour a little old vinegar, and pinch a pinch of snow-white fine salt powder...

Oh my god, that's so fragrant, it's so fragrant!

Even if I haven't woken up, I feel energetic when I smell it.

The sound of a large group of people sucking the vermicelli was sucking out, and the whistling feeling of a level 7 wind was sucked away, and the eyes of the women and children who were picking up feces in the distance were sucked over.

When people are hungry, they will yell when they smell the smell of shit, let alone the spicy and sour noodles full of red oil, spicy and fragrant.

The world is big, and the food is the biggest. People who tighten their belts all day long to resist hunger are almost stretched out their waists. Finally, they can't help but come over: "Do you sell your food?"

"No!" The boys in the caravan were reluctant to leave their jobs. While pulling the vermicelli into their mouths, they said vaguely: "You can change!"

The herdsmen's eyes that had just been disappointed became brighter again: "What are you changing?"

"Awesome, I want awesome!" the boys replied: "The herbs are OK too!"

The boss said that when this wave comes out, we need to get more cows and herbs back.

The same scene takes place in various areas of Voss.

The Chu family caravans were marching and contacting the Chu family's jade team stranded in Daxuan, and they collected the supplies they had collected, resold the goods they bought and sold, and reorganized them with the goods of the caravan. Some of them transported the animals they had obtained first, and the remaining people continued to set off on the road.

There is also a lot of money to make.

The boss said that her son should not make so many meals for the princes in vain.

"Walking around, the road is long and the water is long, and one village after another is confused;

Look at the setting sun, and come back when it falls, the earth will never grow old, the sky will never fade, and the years will grow longer... Let's go all the way!"

Chockli took the lead in singing, and the boys were talking loudly, afraid that the people of Vos were, oh no, afraid that the people of Vos were in Vos, oh no, afraid that the people of Vos were in Vos could not hear it.

"Bao Qingsheng?! Hey, look! It's Bao Qingsheng!" A worker heard the singing in the distance, stood on the hillside and looked down, and kept turning back and shouting to his companions: "It's Bao Qingsheng, right?"

"Turn down! Are you still reading?" A laborer responded. He was still frustrated, palpitations, and even more unable to get excited.

The first worker felt he recovered a lot in the past few days, and he retorted: "Why don't I recognize my own name? I may not know my own name, but I just know Bao Qingsheng! Why don't you know me?"

"What can I do if I know you? I can't even get to know you!" said the second laborer.

The first laborer became anxious: "Where do you look down? It's really Baoqingsheng. Look at that flag! That red flag, Baoqingsheng!"

With a firm word, more workers finally stood up and looked down—

"Hey, it's really Baoqingsheng!"

"I'll look at me! Emma, ​​that's really!"

"Foreman, here is Baoqingsheng's convoy below. Should we say hello?"

"You ask me whom I'll ask? I don't count!"

"Boss, ask the adults where do you want to ask?"

"I'm just asking, the adults are sleeping in the carriage every day. I dare to disturb me!"

"That's going to bother you, we're just holding it up like that? The food is almost finished!"

"Don't ask me! Whatever you do, I won't cause any trouble. Just for you, I've been scolded several times?"

"Boss, why don't we speak louder and let them hear it, and they will definitely be able to make any movement!"

"I think it's OK!"

While talking to themselves, the workers deliberately increased the volume, but they did not dare to shout because they were dizzy when they stood and couldn't breathe when they shouted.

The discomfort over the past few days and the consumption of food have made their bodies weaker.

Some people also brought the soil and water from their hometowns specifically and drank them. However, they should be unable to breathe or unable to breathe, which would be useless.

"Go... go and see what they are making trouble!" The Fourth Prince and Zheng Chunqiu hurried in the carriage every day, afraid that they would fall down like the workers.

During these days, they dare not eat too much food and drink too much water. They will only take a sip and drink a sip unless they are hungry and thirsty.

Think about it, even if you pee, you can kill people. What if you shit? Can you still live?

The most frightening thing every day is to face the Gongguan, not to pull or urinate. Every time I am worried and squeeze out a little bit, squeeze a drop and a half piece, and then hold it in for a while, and then squeeze a drop and a half piece.

It’s like what is squeezed out is not shit and urine, but life.

In this way, they felt weaker every day than the previous day.

Oh my God, what is this place! Why did they suck their lives away!

"Let's stop walking forward. There is water here. It's noon. Let's make a meal first!" The "Baoqingsheng" flag stopped, and the boys fetched water and made fire.

Someone shouted loudly: "Captain Qiao, what are you going to eat today?"

Qiao Keli replied loudly: "Can you eat stewed with vermicelli with pickled cabbage?"

"Okay!" There was a lot of consent.
Chapter completed!