Chapter 75: Could a Rich Young Master Like Us?

fficers saw them chatting, they whipped their whips on the ground, scaring Song Jiuli to scream and dare not speak again.What frightened them even more was that a young boy at the front said he couldn...But bacon

Song Daniu's daughter curiously opened her mouth, "We people in Kyoto don't seem to have this skill."

But she had heard it mentioned in passing by a wife of an official who had returned from an assignment abroad.

"Yes, my nursemaid isn't from Kyoto. People in her hometown make smoked meat every year for New Year's. That way, the meat can be stored for a longer time."

Ginger also wouldn't throw the meat into space preservation, probably only they have this trouble.

After all, whether it's Ren Bang or Pan Hongyan Lin Tingyu and the others, they have a lot of people. They could eat them for a few meals and that would be it.

But we won't.

Song Jiuli sighed, hating that she had only known how to eat, drink and play in the past and hadn't learned anything.

When I was exiled, all I knew was to hold everyone back. Luckily, my older brother was fortunate and married a wonderful sister-in-law.

Otherwise, they will all starve.

"I'll teach you."

Ginger smiled slightly, and began to pickle the preserved pork with Song Jiuli and Mrs. Song.

While Song Jiuxi consciously picked up some firewood within the sight of the officials, Jiang Wan found a place leaning against the stone wall and built a simple frame around it.

Then, all the meat was strung up in strips around the perimeter and a small fire was started.

"You rest first, I'll keep watch."

Ginger greeted everyone to rest, Song Jiubian wasn't very willing, but facing Ginger's determined gaze, he could only sigh.

Then I'll guard the second half of the night.

"Okay."

Ginger didn't refuse. At worst, she could take a break in the second half of the night.

Over there, Hua Xiao was injured and had no time to pay attention to Jiang Wan's movements, which actually made things easier for her.

When everyone else was asleep, Jiang Wan quietly moved all the meat into the space and found a place to start a fire.

While the meat was smoking, she collected crops from her fields—wheat, corn, and potatoes.

After she had received one batch, the cured meat was basically finished. Ginger wrapped the meat and quietly left the space, hanging the meat neatly.

Ginger yawned, boredly taking out some herbs from the space and grinding them there.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Jiu Yuan's soft voice rang in her ears, "Ginger Wan, you should rest."

His biological clock was punctual. Ginger shoved the herbs into her basket and, leaning against the stone wall, slept through it.

The next day, Jiang Wan was woken up by Song Jiu Li's exclamation, "My goodness, the meat is really taking shape!"

Ginger opened her eyes and looked at the smoked bacon not far away. It had been cured into rectangular pieces, with a hard exterior, even though the inside was still tender meat.

But for now, put them in the knapsack and bucket and hurry along. These meats won't spoil.

"You're right, your sister-in-law is smart. Hurry up and pack, we have to leave soon."

Song Niangzi eagerly called for Song Jiuchili's help. Jiang Wan pulled out the sweet potatoes buried in the fire pit from last night.

"

No need for breakfast.

"

This is sweet potato that has been baked in warm ashes, the skin breaks open to reveal a sugary flesh that's like honey.

Simply another meal, before leaving ginger wrapped them in meat and put it all in a wooden tub, then covered it with an oiled cloth.

Though she attracted envious glances, Jiang Wan didn't care. Whoever dared to take her food would be prepared to be poisoned.

"Mother, they have so much meat."

Song Yang's eyes were fixed on Jiang Wan and their carriage, swallowing greedily.

Song Sanniang was moved, but when her eyes touched the crazed old mother-in-law and the pain-stricken Song Lao'er ahead, she patted Song Yang's head.

Have you seen your grandmother and Uncle Two

"I see."

Song Yang pursed his lips, and Song Sanniang hurriedly said, "If you want to become like this, go and make a scene with your aunt."

Song Yang's small body trembled. The former fearless little tyrant had changed quite a bit from the day before yesterday.

But his good cousin Song Chen wasn't so tactful. He had one wife and multiple concubines, but since he died, he was honest for a while.

Last night, he tasted a bit of the starlight meat floss, and his heart came alive again. He didn't dare to provoke Ginger Wan, but that didn't mean he could still be honest and straightforward.

Not far away, Hua Xiaoluo, carefully tended by her father Hua Fu, came into Song Chen's sight. Although there was no wild boar meat, Hua Fu, being a farmer at heart, was honest and hardworking, and could also hunt.

At this hour, Hua Xiao was eating wild rabbit. Hua De felt sorry for her and smeared herbs on her arm, frowning and advising her.

"Xiaoxiao, listen to your father. When we get to the next town, let's settle there using our travel permit, alright"

He really didn't want to see his daughter suffer any longer.

"Father, I have my own plan."

Hua Xiao shook her head reluctantly. "Ancient people are so old-fashioned; their parents have such strong control."

Is it wrong for her to pursue her own happiness

Thinking this way, she hesitantly looked towards the carriage in the distance. Lin Tingyu hadn't appeared again inside the carriage.

"Xiaoxiao, why are you so stubborn"

Hua Dad's heart ached, "You and him are worlds apart. Could a wealthy young master ever look down on us"

Even if Lin Gongzi fancies Xiaoxiao, would his family agree to him marrying a country girl with her humble background

"Father, do you look down on me too"

As dawn broke, tears welled up in her eyes again. Ancient people were truly incurable. She had to use the modern knowledge in her head to make a splash in this ancient world.

"Xiaoxiao, Dad doesn't look down on you. He's just worried that you'll be bullied."

"Just leave me alone."

Hua Xia opened her eyes, ignoring what Hua Di had said. She wasn't from here; she was a modern woman who had travelled through time. There was no way the heroine would back down so easily!

If Jiang Wan knew what she was thinking, she would probably laugh out loud. Huaxiao probably didn't know that her main storyline had been completely derailed because of Jiang Wan's arrival.

I thought that when I continued on my journey, Huaxiao wouldn't follow me again, but unexpectedly, she stubbornly kept up.

The road ahead was downhill and rather difficult to walk on. Jiang Wan and Song Jiuli also helped push the cart.

Let's slow down and let them go first.

Lin Tingyu lifted the carriage curtain and glanced outside, giving Lin Guanjia a word of instruction.

Not only them, even the Grand Tutor's carriage stopped.

After going down a steep slope, they were met with a flat road. Jiang Wan relaxed a little.

"Ahead lies Blackwind Ridge, everyone be careful. There's a Blackwind Village there, and they say the people inside are vicious and ruthless."

Ren Bang rode at the front of the line, shouting repeatedly to keep his group moving quietly and avoid drawing attention.

However, Ginger's heart started racing!

"Black Wind Ridge and Black Wind Village, aren't those the Six Prince's"

These people appear to be bandits who do all sorts of evil, but in reality, they are the secret agents of the Sixth Prince.

What touched Jiang Wan's heart the most was that Heifengzhai wasn't just a bandit den, deep within Heifengzhai lay the Sixth Prince's arsenal!!!

Dafeng is forbidden to privately smelt iron. For the sake of the throne, the Sixth Prince has made thorough preparations.

Jiang Wan's finger gently rubbed against the edge of the basket, her eyes gleaming with determination.

I'm sorry, Sixth Prince. I'll take this armory for you first!ing was amiss and hurriedly explained for the Sixth Prince."Your Highness must have been poisoned before. These days, he has been in excruciating pain all over."She hated that she wasn't a doctor in h...