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Chapter 82 Three Carriages and Things
Chapter 82 Three Carriages and Things
A moment of planting time quickly passed.
"Sister, brother-in-law, you must ask those officials to tell us if you have something to do." Liu Chuyi turned around and said.
Liu Shi and Song Zhao nodded in agreement.
Jiang Yan stretched his waist, "The talk is over, you are over, I should go to rest."
He was so exhausted that he was not allowed to sleep well every day. Although escorting the prisoner was a laborious job, he didn't want to come again.
"Wait, little brother Jiang." Song Zhao said as he took out 1000 taels of silver and handed it to him, "Brother Jiang, please help me buy twenty machetes, ten iron pots, some kitchen knives and a change of clothes , both men and women buy, a few bags of rice noodles and daily necessities."
"Just buy the kind of tree-chopping knife for machetes. Ordinary ones, the ones cost 15 taels of silver."
There are more than 30 to 40 people following their family. Needless to say, the girl Changshang has everything, and their family has it now.
They couldn't treat the rest of them badly. Some people were not members of the Song clan, but they were exiled with them.
I won’t talk about it if I don’t have the conditions. Now that I have the conditions, I can’t eat alone, which makes everyone feel cold.
"This"
Jiang Yan looked at the stack of banknotes in his arms and wanted to refuse, but he couldn't speak the words in his throat.
The corner of Song Zhao's mouth raised, "Brother Jiang, please." After speaking, he took his wife, Mrs. Liu, back to the room.
Jiang Yan is destined to not be able to sleep tonight.
The next morning.
As usual, they were woken up by the officer, who kindly gave them breakfast, each with a bowl of thick rice porridge and two large steamed buns of white flour.
Everyone looked at the two white flour steamed buns in their hands with different expressions.
We all know what this meal means.
Some people didn't eat it, and put it in their arms to eat later, while others ate it with big mouthfuls.
"The last breakfast?" Song Shangshang said this directly.
The younger brother Song Huaizhi asked, "Sister, what is the last breakfast? Are we going to stop eating breakfast?"
"If you don't eat, your stomach will be hungry!" Su Yunrou touched his stomach.
The younger sister, Song Huaike, also imitated Su Yunrou, touching her stomach with her two little hands, saying word by word, "Tummy, belly, hungry, hungry."
Song Shangshang looked at the cute look of the little girl, and his heart softened, and he gave her a mouthful of porridge, "Eat something, and you won't be hungry."
It's true that Xi Shi is in the eyes of her own sister, how she sees how beautiful and cute the little girl is, it's extremely rare.
Although she also knew that the other person's face was smeared black by her and his clothes were dirty, she still couldn't help liking him.
I want to kiss her, I want to hug her.
Song Changshang hugged the little girl in her arms, and her thin body made her feel distressed. Although she secretly gave the little girl milk in the middle of the night every day, the journey was bumpy and tiring, and eating and drinking could not be aboveboard.
There's nothing like the comfort of home.
Fortunately, they survived a journey of more than 5000 miles and reached Fusang City.
The days to come will definitely get better, at least you don't have to rush every day, don't you!
After finishing their last breakfast, everyone left the station gate under the urging of the officials.
As soon as Song Changshang stepped out of the post station, he saw three carriages parked at the entrance of the post station.
?
Whose carriage is this? She is sure that there are no other people in the post station except them prisoners and officials.
His Royal Highness Prince Jin separated from them as soon as he entered the city yesterday.
This carriage doesn't look like an official's carriage. Whose is it?
Everyone also had the same question as Song Shangshang, but this question was only for a moment.
After all, how could they have the time to spend time observing these things.
Leave it alone!
But soon they knew who the carriage belonged to.
"I'm exhausted." Jiang Yan said as he got off the carriage, walked up to Song Zhao, and said, "Three carriages, one carriage is full of clothes, including winter clothes, autumn clothes and shoes, one is grain, rice flour, Oil and salt, the last car contains ordinary daily necessities, such as tableware, and knives."
(End of this chapter)