Chapter 199: It’s just that simple and crude
The snow fell not only for half the day, but also for the entire night.
It has been raining until now and there is no sign of stopping.
The snow that had accumulated for a day and a night was more than three feet thick.
As soon as the wheels entered the snow, they were buried. Not only could the horses not move, but the thick snow covered the road. They were not familiar with the roads here and could not tell where there were deep pits and where there were wells.
It is very dangerous to proceed rashly.
Xie Yingmian was in a complicated mood.
This Plum Blossom Village seemed strange, so she decided to leave the next day without any intention of investigating further.
She told Yu Lingye how she felt.
Yu Lingye didn't have any special reaction.
He talked about something irrelevant: "It snowed so heavily last night that the emperor and his ministers and their families were trapped on the mountain."
Xie Yingmian didn't understand what he meant.
Yu Lingye narrowed his brows and said, "That's a good thing."
Xie Yingmian quickly figured out what the white glutinous rice balls with black sesame filling were thinking.
No one except them went down the mountain last night.
The snow is so heavy that everyone will stay in the guest rooms of Huangyun Temple.
The probability of the rats that have eaten the black mud finding the person who poisoned them is almost 100%.
Xie Yingmian held up her chin. "Brothers Gold Mask and Silver Mask are not around, Fu Mo's Kung Fu hasn't fully recovered yet, you're a cripple, and I'm a weak woman. If I stay in this place that looks like a shady place, what if I really get made into a human meat bun?"
Crippled Yu Lingye: ...
That's right, he is a disabled person, there is nothing he is afraid to admit.
But Xie Yingmian said that she was a weak woman and whoever believed her would be in trouble.
She is the one who dares to go into the Goshawk Gang alone. No one is weaker than her.
Yu Lingye said, "Since you're worried, then call the village chief and the cook over and ask them, and you'll find out."
Xie Yingmian was shocked.
So simple and crude?
Facts have proved that Yu Lingye is really so simple and crude.
Fu Mo called the village chief and the cook over.
Xie Yingmian met the lame cook.
The lame cook looks honest and simple, just like an honest old man, without any bloodiness or murderous aura, and even a little cowardly.
The village chief looked smart and there was no bloody aura about him.
Friends who often kill people know that if they kill people for a long time, their bodies will be inadvertently contaminated with blood and evil spirits.
Others may not be able to see it, but Yu Lingye can sense it.
He deduced that the village chief was not in the human meat bun business.
Xie Yingmian has been in the army for many years and can also see it.
She agreed with Yu Lingye's inference.
The village chief and the cook were both very nervous.
"Dear guest, yes, is there something you are not satisfied with?" the village chief said. "If there is anything you are not satisfied with, please feel free to tell us and we will definitely make changes."
Things have come to this point, there is no point in beating around the bush.
Xie Yingmian asked directly, "Most houses in Meihua Village are made of adobe. How come your family was able to build a three-story courtyard?"
The village chief was stunned for a moment, then quickly waved his hand: "I have never been harsh on the villagers. They elected me as their village chief."
"Everyone in the village works the land to make a living. They don't make much money all year round, so they must be living a hard life."
"For the rich, adobe houses may be shabby, but for the people in the village, adobe houses can shelter from the wind and rain, keep warm in winter and cool in summer, and are also low-cost."
When it comes to adobe houses, the village chief is very knowledgeable.
"Adobe bricks are made from a mixture of wheat straw and soil. First, the bricks are made, and then the houses are built after they are formed. Wheat straw is available in every household, and soil is free. All you need to build a house is a beam and some straw mats for the roof. To prevent leaks, you also need..."
Xie Yingmian didn't want to hear how the adobe house was built.
"Don't change the subject." Xie Yingmian asked, "What's going on with your three-story courtyard?"
The village chief felt a little embarrassed.
"My three-story courtyard is all thanks to my third uncle."
The village chief pointed at the lame cook and said, "My third uncle used to work in the imperial kitchen. He has no children, so he lives with me."
"Originally, our house was made of adobe. It rained heavily one day, and a distinguished guest who was offering incense at Huangyun Temple got stranded and came to stay in Meihua Village. My uncle cooked some dishes, and the distinguished guest liked them very much. He gave us a reward of fifty taels of silver."
"During the rainy and snowy seasons, people come to stay every now and then."
"Everyone was very surprised after tasting Uncle San's food. They were happy to give rewards, with some giving ten or twenty taels, and some giving as much as fifty taels."
"My uncle and I feel like we've found a way to make money."
"My uncle said that the nobles like cleanliness and have strict rules, so adobe houses are not suitable. He took out his savings and added the rewards from the nobles to raise money to build this three-story courtyard."
"The front yard is cleaned up for guests. We live in the middle and my uncle lives in the backyard. He also raises a lot of chickens, ducks, and geese in the backyard, and grows a lot of fruits and vegetables."
Xie Yingmian had thought of many answers, but never thought the answer would be this.
What can I say?
Very reasonable and simple.
Anyway, it was completely different from the black shop she and Fu Mo had imagined.
Yu Lingye looked at his uncle and asked, "Are you the imperial chef?"
Yu Lingye carries the invisible pressure of a superior.
Uncle San stayed in the palace for a few years when he was young, and he met many powerful people.
After seeing Yu Lingye, he knelt down and saluted as a conditioned reflex.
Uncle San is very good at observing people's expressions and is very smart.
He immediately knew that Yu Lingye was an extraordinary person.
"Yes." Uncle San did not hide anything. "After leaving the palace, I returned to my hometown."
Yu Lingye asked, "Did you become lame while working in the palace?"
Uncle San was silent.
Silence means consent.
"What did you do wrong?" Yu Lingye asked.
Uncle San’s face was pale and sweat kept dripping from his forehead.
He knelt on the ground, his body shaking like a sieve.
"What are you afraid of?" Yu Lingye said in a faint voice.
Uncle San clenched his fists and said, "Please spare my life, sir."
"I am old now and have long forgotten all those things that happened in the palace."
"I just want to enjoy my old age. Please be kind and show me some mercy."
The village chief had no idea what Yu Lingye and his third uncle were talking about.
But looking at Uncle San's expression, he was obviously afraid.
What is Uncle San afraid of?
Didn’t Third Uncle often brag to him about his glory in the palace?
The village chief didn't dare to say anything because he was very anxious.
Yu Lingye glanced at Fu Mo.
Fu Mo took out a silver note worth one thousand taels and handed it to the village chief.
The village chief's eyes widened when he saw the amount of the banknote.
One thousand taels.
For an ordinary farmer, two taels of silver are enough for food, clothing and other necessities in a year.
The noble man would give one thousand taels at a time.
Uncle San is so awesome. If it weren’t for Uncle San, he would still be digging in the fields for food.
The village chief happily put it away.
Uncle San kowtowed continuously: "Sir, no merit is not acceptable."
Yu Lingye said calmly, "This one thousand taels of silver is for you to cook a few dishes."
He mentioned a few dishes casually.
When he heard the name of the dish, Uncle San was stunned.
"Can you do it?" Yu Lingye asked.
"Yes!" The village chief answered for Uncle San.
Uncle San was so angry that he wanted to slap the village chief.
"Uncle San, don't you cook these dishes often? If the noble man wants to eat them, just cook them." The village chief didn't notice anything wrong.
The village chief has already agreed, so Uncle San can only agree.
Wait until they leave.
Xie Yingmian then said, "You know the identity of the lame cook."
Xie Yingmian used affirmative sentences.
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