After eating and drinking his fill, Jiang Cha wiped his mouth and came out of the restaurant. He then found an inn that looked fairly clean to stay in.
I plan to look for people near the county town who have a base there.
Why come to Jin-Cha-Ji?
The first reason is that it is not too far from Shanghai. The old district is too far away, and she has to go to Mingzhu next month and cannot delay it.
The second is the anti-Japanese movies I watched since childhood, such as "Little Soldier Zhang Ga", "Five Heroes of Langya Mountain", "Tunnel Warfare", etc.
They were all well-known to me when I was a child. Even the famous Li Yunlong was active in this area.
Lying on the bed in the inn, Jiang Cha felt a sense of absurdity as everyone was scrambling for supplies.
But when it comes to her, the space is full of supplies but she can't deliver them out. The space is so full that it affects her performance.
If there were any scarce supplies, she wouldn't even have anywhere to put them.
So she deliberately cleared out her things before going to Mingzhu. Who knows if she will make a fortune there?
Jiang Cha felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach at night, probably because she had eaten too much donkey meat during the day and also ate several cold frozen persimmons in a row.
My stomach is churning and I feel so uncomfortable.
Eating too much donkey meat caused me to get a sore throat, so on the way back I bought some frozen persimmons, thinking that eating them would prevent blisters on my mouth the next day.
Fortunately, there were no blisters on her mouth, but her stomach was a little uncomfortable.
The toilet in the inn was so bad that I had to roll up two pieces of paper and stuff them into my nose to barely get by.
When I was working hard, I suddenly heard someone talking in a low voice outside.
The voice was very low and could be vaguely heard from Dawangzhuang. He said, "Keep a close eye on anything else. Behave yourself and don't let anyone see you."
She didn't dare make any more noise and tried hard not to make any sound.
He didn't continue to busy himself with his own "big business" until the two people who were talking left.
When she woke up in the morning, she felt that the problem was not serious and she could still hold on, so she found anti-diarrhea medicine from the space and took it.
I went out and bought a lot of steamed buns, baked cakes and big flatbreads, and also ordered two pigs from the butcher to take away in the afternoon.
At a place that specializes in selling carts, Jiang Cha argued fiercely with the owner and finally bought a mule and a cart for 60 dollars.
A carriage that could protect against wind and rain was nailed on top of the cart with thin wooden boards. It was not as sturdy as the carriage of a horse, but it was better than a shed made of a few pieces of wood.
Anyway, it was just to hide what she wanted to put, and she would use the remaining space for others.
After all, in this era, there are "eyes" everywhere, and all kinds of Mission Impossible tricks are beyond her ability to deal with.
There's nothing wrong with being cautious when you go out. Who told you to hear the spies talking in the toilet last night?
She bought a lot of pigs from the butcher and various foods sold on the street.
I barely squeezed it into my space, saving it for later consumption. Who knows what the future holds? Will I be in danger?
"What do you do? Who are you looking for in our village?"
A baby girl with a baby voice stopped her mule cart and asked innocently while staring into her eyes.
Jiang Cha looked at the five or six-year-old child in front of him and felt like laughing. Is this the children's group he often heard about when he was a child?
It was clearly an exploratory conversation, but it made people feel that the child was well-behaved, obedient and adorable.
"I'm here to see the village chief. Is he home?"
The original owner's health wasn't particularly good; she hadn't had her period yet at fourteen. She was also relatively short among her peers, not much taller than the little girl before her at first glance.
I guess her friends thought that the boy was not very dangerous, so they let the little girl come over to question him herself.
"The village chief lives next to the big locust tree in front. You can just go straight there."
Jiang Cha drove the mule cart along the path the girl pointed, and then he heard a click.
The wheel of the car got stuck in the mud pit, and the mud pit was so soft that it was impossible to get out.
Looking at the mud spots splashed on your shoes, what else is there to not understand?
Did these little creatures deliberately point her into the mud pit? Was that their purpose?
"Oh! Big brother, why did you fall into the mud pit? I'll go get someone for you, wait!"
The little girl ran very fast on her short legs until she disappeared into the village. After a while, a few men came out, and they all looked like farmers.
He came over, nodded to her, and then helped push the cart out. No one asked her what she was doing or what was in the cart.
They were just like ordinary people who came to help, and they smiled naively after they were done. Anyone who saw them would say that the people in the village were so nice.
However, Jiang Cha observed the way they walked over just now, and it can be seen that their lower body is very stable, which can be seen from the way they push the cart.
Several of them are skilled in martial arts, and have been practicing for many years.
When she first learned Bu Ku from her uncle, she had seen many elderly people with real kung fu skills. Even with her age, she had not fallen behind in the skills, and the way she walked was very similar to some of them.
"Thank you for your help, brothers. I don't have much. These are some things I bought in the county. Feel free to give them a try!"
As he said this, he opened the curtain of the carriage in front of them, revealing the food and processed pork inside.
The butcher cleaned the pig and put it in her cart, with a small basket next to it filled with sesame seed cakes, steamed buns and other things.
Jiang Cha was holding a basket in her hand and asked a few people to share some of the money as a reward for helping her push the cart.
"Don't be polite, kid. It's normal for villagers to help each other when they need it. Why would you need something so precious? Put it back quickly. I heard you came to see the village chief?"
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