The Feast

Chapter 249: The mission is over

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"It's all right? Memory restored?" Su Nuannuan finally came back to her senses, and slowly turned around Long Pingzhang, muttering: "No, this is unscientific, how can it be so plain and simple?" Have you recovered your memory?"

"Then...then what else?" Long Pingzhang licked his lips, blinked his eyes and asked: "Could it be... do we still have to beat the gongs and drums? Everyone will say me... I have recovered my memory? Haha, Madam, please don't joke, that way If so, wouldn’t everyone think I’m crazy?”

"No, it's not necessary to beat the gongs and drums, but...what's the matter...I got hit, or I was hit on the head with a stick...or I just passed out from the pain...Anyway, I have to go through something to hurt my head. Enough crimes can stimulate the recovery of memory, it's written like this in the books."

Su Nuannuan rubbed her chin seriously, only to hear Long Pingzhang break out in a cold sweat, and said with a wry smile: "If you are with Mrs. Sister-in-law, don't you hope that I will get better? I'm already unlucky enough to recover a memory. It's too cruel to put it to death like this."

"Hahaha, don't worry about your sister-in-law. She is very poisoned by reading those legendary novels on weekdays." Duan Tingxuan quickly helped Su Nuannuan out of the siege, and then brought up the matter of Dongzhu clam. Sure enough, Long Pingzhang's attention was caught. After successfully transferring, he turned around and said to Chu Xiu next to him, "Great, tomorrow I'll have someone smash open those pearl clams, take out the pearl inside, and use this to make you a phoenix crown after returning to Beijing, keep it For marriage." Although the oriental pearls of the Great Yin Dynasty were very valuable, they were not contraband, which is why some people dared to steal the oriental pearls and smuggle them.

When the voice fell, Su Nuannuan said: "Why use others to help us get the beads? Anyway, there is nothing wrong. Sister Xiu'er and I will get the beads by ourselves tomorrow. It is like picking mushrooms. It is very addictive, especially in a big place. The moment the pearl was touched in the oyster, the happiness and joy cannot be described in words.”

Seeing her high interest, Duan Tingxuan couldn't help but smiled and said: "Since you like it so much, if I have time in the future, I will take you to the Wusuli River in the north, and let someone fish a thousand catties of mussels for you to pick."

Su Nuannuan readily agreed. He smiled and said, "Okay. When I have time in the future, I really want to visit Sakhalin Island, Lake Baikal, and Xing'an Mountains..." That was the land I longed for in my previous life, but unfortunately it is already outside the border. She said silently in her heart.

After talking for a while, a cook brought over the boiled kelp, and Nuoda put it on a plate. It is shredded seaweed with a little white garlic sprinkled on it. The cook said with a smile on his face: "My lord, according to Mrs. Shizi's instructions, boil the kelp and cut it into thin strips, mix it with sesame oil and minced garlic. You can try it."

Zangjian has a good nose, and now he feels a tempting smell coming straight into his nose, but he dare not eat it first. Duan Tingxuan and Long Pingzhang hurriedly said: "My lord and Master Long, please taste first."

Duan Tingxuan originally wanted to show off the young master's airs, but he saw this seaweed with excellent color and fragrance. Then he felt his index finger move a lot, so his true nature of foodie was immediately exposed. After taking the big plate, he picked up a chopstick of kelp shreds, and was about to put it in his mouth, when he suddenly remembered Su Nuannuan, and hurriedly laughed and said: "Speaking of which, this thing If there is no madam, it will not have its brilliance at this time, it should be the madam who tastes the first sip."

If he can still think of letting me eat first at such a time, this man treats me well. Su Nuannuan felt emotional in her heart, turned her head and said to the cook: "Go and get a few bowls and give them a share." Only from the cook's smile and eyes full of admiration for herself, Su Nuannuan I knew that this guy must have eaten it first in the kitchen. But she was kind and didn't point it out.

As soon as these words came out, Cang Jian was the first one to bear it no longer. He strode to the desk and took out a large tea tray from there. The man said with a smile: "I've never been arty, and I'm not good at tasting tea, but drinking herbal tea is fun. This is my usual tea bowl, and this is what I often use. For human use, come, Madam and Mrs. Long, Miss Chu will use these bowls."

Immediately put the seaweed into the tea bowls, facing such a simple and rude style, even Su Nuannuan didn't know what to say. Fortunately, there were more than a dozen spare pairs of chopsticks under the food box, so a few people squatted or sat, and ate cold kelp shreds in this hall. I was full of praise while eating.

Finally, relying on kelp, fish and shrimp, Duan Tingxuan, Long Pingzhang, the long-awaited Tibetan command envoy, and the victims who were starving for food waited for the relief food from the court, which solved the urgent need of this unprecedented flood.

By the way, I would like to mention the unlucky Cangming Island. This time the flood disaster also affected the water bandits' lair there, so they all went out to grab the relief food, but unexpectedly encountered a hard idea this time. The disaster relief imperial envoy Although Wu Xiufeng is a civil servant, his temper is the hottest, and the disaster food was robbed. How could this old man be willing to let it go? With one order, he called all the nearby army yamen servants, and asked for Shangfang's sword, and showed a dead face to the officers and soldiers. As a lecture, he only said that Cangming Island couldn't be taken down, and if there was one grain missing, his Shangfang sword would drink human blood.

This is a bombshell. The local officials have heard about the past of this iron-faced censor. They know that the Beijing officials privately call this old man Wu Dabanzi. If anyone is at fault, let him catch him. Dabanzi You have to drop your head. Who dares not to try his best at the moment? As a result, Cangming Island was in bad luck, and those water bandits didn't know how to do things. If you said you should keep half of the relief food, maybe Wu Dabanzi was worried about the disaster, and left with the half of the relief food. With their network of relationships, it is no problem to keep Cangming Island. But they were greedy and robbed all the relief food. Didn't this kill Wu Xiufeng? Knowing that it is not easy for the imperial court to collect these grains.

Thus, under the supervision of Wu Dabanzi, who was equipped with Shangfang's sword, the water bandits on Cangming Island disappeared in less than six days, and they withdrew from the stage of history. Therefore, people should not be too greedy. Although the probability of being struck by lightning is not high, the probability of being struck by natural and man-made disasters is still very high.

Finally, the disaster situation in southern Liaoning eased, and God probably felt that the great flood had caused too much harm to the people in southern Liaoning, so it was a bit of a joke. So for more than half a month, the sun shone radiantly in the sky every day, and the previous Wangyang Zeguo soon became devastated.

With the disaster relief funds, the enthusiasm of the people to rebuild their homes is still very high. At least this time, no one has to leave their homes and flee. For these simple people, this is already very lucky.

The tasks of Duan Tingxuan and Long Pingzhang are all over here, so the four of them set off for Niutoushan.