Chapter 220: Something strange must be going
on Jiang Fenghu didn't understand, and tilted his head to think hard.
At this time, Feng brought the dining table to the kang, patted him and said, "Of course our Nuobao won't give the real seed. Mother knows it without asking. You can't figure it out with your wooden head. Just wait and see."
"Quick, go to the outer room to serve the dishes. Let's eat lunch first."
Jiang Fenghu was rejected, pretended to be wronged and went to the outer room, and threw himself into his wife's arms.
After being coaxed, he picked up the spatula and began to serve the two-grain rice mixed with rice and millet.
While no one was in the inner room, Feng blinked her eyes and suddenly leaned close to Nuobao's ear: "My dear, tell me the truth first. Who is behind this? I have been curious for days."
Little Nuobao smiled with squinted eyes, pouted her mouth twice, opened and closed, and lip-synced to Feng.
Feng was immediately surprised: "It turned out to be him? How could it be... Their village is so rich that they don't have to worry about food and clothing during the famine. It shouldn't be like this."
Little Nuobao shook his head.
There must be something strange behind the strange things.
And the evil wind behind it is not small.
Soon, Feng frowned in embarrassment again: "It's true that you can't judge a person by his appearance. This man is a well-known good elder in our area. I'm afraid that even if we expose him, not many people will believe it. Girl, how confident are you?"
Little Nuobao stretched out a white and fat index finger, stretched it hard, and swung it left and right in the air.
"Ah... 10%?" Feng was even more surprised.
Little Nuobao excitedly put his hands on his waist: "Mom, it's not 10%, it's definitely possible!"
Feng chuckled, and her heart was put back in her stomach.
She gave the girl a big slap: "Okay, baby, it's up to you when the time comes, but we still have to eat first, so that we can have the energy to expose the old man's true face!"
Soon, the hot food was on the table.
Li Qiqiao was smiling, with a big bowl of clam tofu soup in her left hand and a plate of stir-fried dried bean curd with hot peppers in her right hand. Jiang Fenghu kept swallowing his saliva and brought two bowls of spicy fried crabs.
The crab roe was hard and full, all in the lid. After being fried with chili sauce and peppercorns, the aroma and spiciness burst out at the same time when you bite it. It was so addictive.
Xiao Nuobao just tasted a piece, and her eyes sparkled, and she loved it immediately!
She opened her little hands left and right, grabbing the crab pieces at the same time, and put them into her mouth. When she left the table, the crab shells in front of her were almost piled up into a small mountain. No one could eat more than her.
"Burp~" The little girl patted her belly contentedly, and a circle of sweat had already appeared on her fair and smooth forehead: "Delicious, delicious~"
Feng took a handkerchief to wipe her: "This child really loves to eat crabs, but crabs are cold after all. Let your second sister-in-law make some ginger and jujube soup later."
Sun Chunxue held her belly and watched eagerly, her saliva almost dried up.
It's a pity that she was pregnant and couldn't eat crabs.
"The second daughter-in-law cooked it too deliciously. No wonder my sister-in-law likes it. Even I can't stand it." Sun Chunxue wailed twice, feeling helpless.
Li Qiqiao handed over a few crab legs and said with a smile: "Don't worry, sister-in-law, it doesn't matter if you eat a few crab legs. There are many fishermen from Bohai City in the city anyway. Buy some flower crabs next time and I will make crab sauce for you to eat after you give birth in winter."
These words made Sun Chunxue happy. She nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, you can make some shrimp sauce with me then. Just eating it with green onions will be a dish!"
Seeing her greedy look, Feng and Jiang Fengnian couldn't help but laugh.
At this moment, Jiang Fengnian seemed to think of something and said in confusion: "By the way, speaking of the fishermen, I feel that there are more fishermen coming to Bohai City this year than in previous years. When entering the city, you can see people dressed as fishermen walking everywhere, but there are not more seafood on the streets than in the past. You still have to buy crabs early."
Jiang Fenghu realized it later and came to his senses.
"Eh? Now that you mention it, I think so too. It is the season now, and the fishermen should be very busy. They should return immediately after selling the seafood. I don't know why they are wandering around the city. I saw them asking around, and I don't know what they are doing."
Although this matter is strange, the two brothers murmured a few words and didn't take it too seriously.
Although Bocheng is a city on the sea and very close to the Northern Kingdom, they are still citizens of the Southern Kingdom after all, and they don't think anything big will happen.
The most important thing now is to wait for Zhang Fanjian, the head of Qingquan Village, and several other village chiefs to come and get the "radish seeds"!
Xiao Nuobao casually found some strange-looking yellow fruits among the offerings, split them open, took out the seeds, put them in a box, and pretended that they were Persian radish seeds. Anyway,
it was just to lure people into the game, so it didn't matter whether it was real or fake. She would have her own way to end it when the time came.
...
At this moment, in Qingquan Village not far away, Zhang Fanjian had summoned several village heads and came to Li Zheng's house.
Knowing that the Jiang family was willing to take out radish seeds, these village heads from other villages were very happy and hoped that their villages would be selected by drawing lots.
"You mean, you want me to be in charge of keeping the seeds and then lead everyone to draw lots?" Qingquan Villager Li Zheng's eyes lit up instantly, but his tone was very humble: "This doesn't seem to be a good idea."
One of the village chiefs waved his hands: "Uncle Li Zheng, please don't be polite. Everyone knows that you are the most fair. We can't trust anyone else except you."
"No, I only recognize you anyway. If it were someone else, who knows what would happen." Another village chief also said admiringly.
Zhang Fanjian stared at Qingquan Villager Li Zheng with his eyes fixed, his heart beating, but he didn't say a word.
Qingquan Villager Li Zheng laughed dryly twice.
He stroked his long beard again.
After refusing several times, he finally said, "Well, since it's everyone's turn, I'll take advantage of my seniority and take charge of this matter. Then let's go to Daliushan Village to get the seeds. As for the lottery, let's wait until we have dinner. How about tonight after dinner?"
Zhang Fanjian still didn't say anything.
But in his heart, he was thinking, why not arrange the lottery immediately after getting the seeds, but wait until after dinner?
The others didn't think much about it and happily agreed.
Qingquan Village was brushing his long gown, getting up impatiently, and walking towards the ox cart at the door.
However, after everyone left, two men dressed as fishermen appeared behind the screen in the house.
The two of them narrowed their eyes, staring outside, and exchanged glances as if they had succeeded.
"Did you hear that? They are going to get the seeds? We have always wanted to get that rare thing, so it seems that we finally have a chance?" One of them spoke excitedly, but he did not speak the official language of the Southern Ji Dynasty, but a Bei dialect.
The other one said in a clumsy accent: "This old guy has done so many things for us, and he is quite useful. If he can really succeed this time, we can bring it back to present to the king when we return to our motherland!"
After saying that, they touched the fishing hats on their heads and threw them aside because they were too fishy.
"In order to get into the city to gather some information, we have to dress up as fishermen from Bohai every day. It's really a torture."
"Please bear with it for a while. This is also for the great plan of our motherland. As long as the great plan succeeds, the vast Nanji will be ours. By then, let alone the seeds, even the land and beauties here will be at our fingertips."
"That's right!"
A sinister smell slowly rose in the room.
At this time, a villager happened to pass by the door, and the two immediately fell silent, stopped laughing, and hid behind the screen again...
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