Chapter 12 Sour and Sour Mask

"If you can't speak, you don't need that mouth anymore. Erhu and these mosquitoes are making my ears hurt."

Yang Dajun scratched his ears and looked at the chattering people with an evil look. If looks could kill, they would have been wiped out long ago.

He has traveled all over the country for decades and has seen all kinds of people. Such jealous faces of others are always so ugly.

Erhu waved his hand, and several officers came out and carried the man away without any hesitation. They even stuffed a bunch of smelly socks into his body to prevent him from shouting.

"Okay, let's continue and not let a few bugs distract us from the main topic."

Seeing several people being dragged away like dead dogs, everyone looked at each other. Although everyone was used to Yang Dajun's cruelty, they still trembled a little.

"Of course, if you have the conditions, you can wear protective clothing. Clothes made of oil paper are airtight. If you use it to make a piece of clothing to wrap yourself tightly, and then wear a mask soaked in alcohol or vinegar, the epidemic prevention effect will be the best."

In the backward Dagan, Lin Yue only knew these methods that could be effective, and could only try her best to ensure that the Lin family members arrived in Lingnan safely.

“Thirdly, prices will definitely rise after the flood, especially for food, which will be three, five, or even ten times higher than usual. We probably won’t be able to buy anything in the towns ahead, so food will be a challenge for us.

Even Lord Yang might not be able to buy supplies, and we might really have nothing to eat on the rest of the journey."

Lin Yixu had worked as a county magistrate and had experienced what happened after a flood disaster. These were the valuable experiences he had accumulated over the years.

Lin Yue opened her mouth wide, unable to believe that such a court still existed. It was so corrupt that it was suffocating. Fortunately, it was far away from the political center. She believed that war would soon sweep across this land and overthrow the cannibalistic rulers.

The carriages and ox carts had to be unloaded, and they had to rush to the next town as quickly as possible, perhaps there would still be time to buy some things.

"Turn over all the money now, and I'll send people to buy supplies. You've heard that we can't go to the towns or villages out there, even if we have money. If you don't pay, you won't get a share in the distribution later. Erhu, have someone write down everything. Whoever doesn't pay won't have any food to eat.

All the horse-drawn and ox-drawn carts you bought must be thrown away. We had originally planned to repair the blocked road, but now the situation is very serious. These things cannot climb the mountain. It is very likely that these horses and oxen will end up in your stomachs later. You should be grateful to be able to save your lives."

As the sky was just getting light, a group of fugitives were already groping their way across the mountain in the dense forest, holding torches.

"Hurry up, hurry up, we must rush to Qinghuai Town this morning and buy enough food for two months. We officials will not be responsible for your food in the future. If you starve to death, you can only blame yourself for not buying food."

Erhu led his brothers to roar in front and behind the team. Although most of the people in the team were in high positions, they knew how terrible it would be after a flood.

Therefore, this day was the day they were most active and fastest on their journey. They wished they could step on Hot Wheels and fly directly there.

After three hours of driving on the highway, we finally arrived at Qinghuai Town, which is neither big nor small, at noon.

Yang Dajun decided to send a few officers to purchase supplies, while the rest stayed to collect the spoils: over a hundred wolves and a 600-pound wild boar. He decided to roast all the meat into jerky and store it as a food reserve.

"Get out of my shop, you stinky beggar! I won't welcome you into my house."

A fat male shopkeeper looked at Lin Yue with disgust as she was about to enter.

It rained heavily yesterday, and he rolled around in the mud. His prisoner uniform, which was already very worn out, had become so black that his original color could not be seen. He also had a sour smell on his body, and his hair was a mess. He looked no better than a beggar on the street. No wonder people judged him by his appearance.

Lin Yue stopped Erhu, the official who was about to get angry, and said, "Business is more important. The time we have to waste arguing with him is enough for us to do a lot of things."

As he said this, he took out a silver ingot in his hand, tilted his head to look at the boss, as if to say, Can I come in?

Money makes you the boss, and the fat shopkeeper is also a flexible person.

"Please come in, what do you need to see?"

He bent over, waved his hands sideways, and had a fawning smile on his face. It was obvious that he was so skilled that he must have been slapped in the face for a long time.

"I want all the oil paper in your shop."

Lin Yue touched the oil paper on the cabinet, thought it was of good quality, and waved her hand.

"Okay, okay, sir, please wait a moment. I still have a hundred rolls of oil paper in the warehouse. I'll have someone bring it out for you."

The fat shopkeeper's face was wrinkled with laughter, and he quickly asked people to move the oil paper that had been piled up in the warehouse at the back for half a year.

"How much of this muslin do you have?"

It is better for the mask to be breathable and thick. This fabric feels very comfortable to the touch.

"To the customer, this fabric is the best-selling one in Qinghuai Town. Young girls and wives all like to use it to make clothes. We have sky blue, pink, pottery blue, and white. I wonder which one you like."

The fat shopkeeper laughed so hard that his gums showed. He said, "How could you usually meet such a generous sucker? Look at your ignorant look. If I don't empty your pockets today, don't even think about leaving this door."

"Then let's get ten white ones!"

Lin Yue was not a sucker either. She had to save money to buy food, otherwise there was no way she could reach Lingnan alive.

"Erhu, don't you want to buy some separately?"

Erhu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, indicating that he would not buy it.

Lin Yue was rarely silent. Although the escorting officers said they brought luggage, two sets of clothes were still very shabby after a journey of several months. It was indeed not easy for them to be officers.

Lin Yue bought more than a dozen sets of ready-made clothes for children. The cubs are delicate and need protection!

Everything was loaded onto the oxcart outside, and both sides waved goodbye with great satisfaction.

I also went to buy cooked food, whole grains, salt, sugar, vinegar, wine, and medicine for colds.

"call."

Only after leaving the town did Lin Yue breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the news of the flood had not spread yet, otherwise how could she have bought food at such a low price? She finally accomplished a wish.

Lin Yue gathered the women in the team who were good at needlework and taught them how to sew masks with a double-layer design. If possible, Lin Yue still wanted to put some medicinal herbs inside the mask to protect herself to a greater extent.

Lin Yue soaked the prepared mask in a disinfectant made of vinegar and wine, and then exposed it to the sun. The simplest mask to defend against the plague was ready.

"One of you can try it. It's better than I thought."

Lin Hongzhi looked at the sour-smelling piece of cloth with disdain, and put it on his head with regret.

"Ugh, ugh."

He used to like eating sour dishes, but now his entire nasal cavity is filled with sour smell, like the smell of vomit. He thinks he won't want to eat sour food for a long time for the rest of his life.

Lin Hongzhi squatted under a tree and vomited violently, which stunned the people around who were watching the effects.

"Does it really smell that bad?"

Lin Yue was a little embarrassed and put on the mask herself. An indescribable sour smell came over her, it was really sour.

You have to finish the evil you have done even if you have to kneel down.

"Then I'll try the wine-soaked one first."

Yang Dajun looked at Lin Yue's frowning brows in embarrassment. At least the smell of alcohol was acceptable!