It was good to have some meat to eat when there were disasters everywhere. He never thought that there would be chicken legs to eat here.
Lai Fu looked at Chu Chenyin and said with a smile, "The eldest young lady caught him and put him here, saying that she could let the nearby villagers exchange things for him."
After that, he pointed to the wool behind him and said, "In just one month, I have exchanged three baskets of wool."
Chu Chenyin stood up and looked at the wool, and found that the wool raised by the villagers was quite good.
This way, it would be much easier than raising the child by herself in the city.
She picked up a piece of wool and looked at it. "These are good wools."
When there is enough wool, it can be spun into wool yarn, which can not only be used to make blankets, but also towels.
In order to weave this towel, Chu Chenyin even watched a sweater knitting tutorial on her social media page.
After coming out, I had a chat with Qing'er and her mother, and I didn't expect that they had their own skills in weaving towels.
Although it may be different from modern times, the sweaters knitted here are no worse than those bought today.
After Chu Chenyin put the wool back into the distance.
Prime Minister Wan and the Emperor, who were begging on the road, came over, each holding a bowl.
"Shopkeeper, please be kind and give us something to eat."
Fu Yanting sat beside them and said in a cold voice: "Isn't this His Majesty and the Prime Minister? Why did you come out incognito to visit the scholar and beg for alms?"
When Prime Minister Wan and the Emperor heard Fu Yanting's voice, they were stunned.
They lowered their heads, looked at the ground, their bodies stiff, and did not dare to look up at Fu Yanting.
Fu Yanting continued, "You two, I haven't seen you for a long time. How come you don't recognize me?"
Prime Minister Wan clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, turned around and prepared to leave.
Just then, Lai Fu brought the roasted chicken legs.
This place is simple, the chicken legs are grilled with ordinary charcoal and then sprinkled with salt.
However, even though it is so simple, the aroma of the roasted food is still enough to make people drool.
The emperor pulled Prime Minister Wan back, raised his head and smiled at Fu Yanting, saying: "Sir, you have mistaken me. I am not your Majesty. I am a refugee passing through. Please be kind and give us some food. We have been hungry for several days."
Chu Chenyin watched from the side. To be honest, she really admired the emperor and Prime Minister Wan's perseverance. They actually made it all the way from the capital to Mobei and survived until now.
It is true that the disaster will last for thousands of years.
She picked up the roasted chicken leg and gave one to Fu Kanghong and Mu Zhiliu. This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)
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