How did you wear it!

Qiao Yiqiao secretly played a trick that the ancient fanboys couldn't understand, then went out in a good mood and followed the road pointed by the old man just now to the farmhouse for a big meal.

The buildings here are very interesting. They are the kind of retro blue bricks and red tiles. There are two symmetrical red lanterns hanging in front of each house. Many small vendors set up stalls on the street, selling some that look rough. In fact, there are paper-cuts, small wood carvings, straw hats, mini farm tools that are very farm-style... There are an endless stream of tourists lingering here, and the overall atmosphere is festive and lively.

Qiao Yiqiao is not good at night and then wears sunglasses, waiting to be regarded as crazy?He simply put on makeup for himself, using two shades of black powder as a base, and pulled down the tip of his eyebrows, and a mole was spotted under the corner of his eye.Taking a selfie in the mirror, you can still see his shadow if you look closely, but it is a copycat version with a 50% drop in appearance.Unless you meet a hardcore true fan at night, who can recognize him?

He wasn't too hungry right now, so he walked around the stall outside first.

"Uncle, what is this?"

Qiao Yiqiao picked up a very small and exquisite wooden model, which looked very much like a Ferris wheel. Many small wooden sticks and thin wooden boards were assembled together. You can tell that the person who made it put a lot of thought into it. Once touched, the wheel can still rotate slowly, and there is almost no noise.

The uncle who set up the stall looked very uncommunicative. He was sitting on a small horse, holding a piece of sandpaper in his hand and was polishing a piece of strangely shaped wood. Hearing someone asking, he smiled shyly: "It's a waterwheel, an old thing. Yes. The expensive one."

"Water wheel?" Qiao Yiqiao was full of interest, "The water wheel used to irrigate the farmland in ancient times? You didn't make it yourself, did you? How much will it cost?"

The uncle stretched out five fingers: "500 yuan..."

An aunt who was setting up a stall next to her laughed while eating melon seeds: "Five hundred is not expensive. Not many people know Lao Zhang's craft now. Hey, why are you the stall today, Lao Zhang? Where is your wife?"

Lao Zhang bowed his head and laughed, "I'm back at my mother's house."

Qiao Yiqiao also thinks that 500 yuan is not expensive, and if it is in those model shops, it is not uncommon to mark thousands of yuan.

Like a curious baby, he picked up the little things he liked and asked one by one: "What is this?"

"windmill……"

"Threshing machine..."

"Cotton mixer..."

"The spinning wheel..."

A few old men who were walking over there holding chessboards together heard their questions and answers, and they all stopped and said with emotion: "When we were young, these things were still seen everywhere. Today's children probably haven't heard of them." However, I can only go to the museum to find it. Ouch, the country is developing too fast..."

"Who says it's not! It's great that Mu Gen'er can make these old objects! He also has this skill."

"A few years ago, carpentry work was worthless, so I put down my craft and went out to work, but the wood root is still stupid... But now Feng Shui turns, it can be seen that God still loves stupid people!"

The uncle who set up the stall hurriedly called them five uncles and three uncles, and the old men waved their hands, telling him not to be rude and to concentrate on greeting customers.

Just looking at Qiao Yiqiao's attire, he knew he could afford the money.

Sure enough, when Qiao Yiqiao left, he bought all the wooden models he liked.A total of more than 3000 was spent, and the uncle who set up the stall also gave him some mini rakes, small shovels, small sickles, etc., which were packed into a small delicate wooden box, and finally packed into a big paper bag.

After buying these things, Qiao Yiqiao rubbed his stomach, turned into a small restaurant with a strong aroma, and ordered some local specialties. His belly was so round that he almost couldn't walk.

What made him feel the most delicious was a plate of dumplings stuffed with shepherd's purse and egg.Eggs are directly broken into the shepherd's purse, and sesame oil and ginger are added. Tight, juicy, not to mention how fragrant.

When he paid the bill, he asked the proprietress to cook another pot, and ordered a small roast chicken, a small seedless watermelon with yellow flesh, a box of freshly picked red strawberries in the greenhouse, and a few freshly boiled sweet corn.

"I want to ask, lady boss, is there any surplus wheat in your village? I want to buy a few bags."

"Ah? Wheat grains? Why do you want that? You can buy it at this point, but it's all old last year."

"It's okay, as long as you have it, I don't choose."

"It's easy to say if you don't choose. It just so happens that there are more than 3000 catties left in my family. After planting the spring wheat, I can't eat the rest. I am planning to find a time to sell it at the grain station. How much do you plan to want?"

"Huh? Have you finished sowing the spring wheat? Don't you need to buy wheat seeds separately?"

"Hahaha, I heard that you are a layman. That's right. People in the city don't know about these things~ Like those hybrid seeds, such as corn, in order to ensure the production, you have to buy them from the seed company every year. Wheat, soybeans, peanuts, etc. Saving seeds doesn’t affect the yield much, so why spend more money?”

"...I'll ask later how much it costs over there. I'll buy it for someone else. I'll come over for breakfast tomorrow morning, and we'll discuss it later. Don't worry, the price won't be lost on you."

"It's okay, just pay according to the market price, and I'll keep it for you! Here, all the things you packed are here, go back and eat while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold."

"Hey!"

Qiao Yiqiao walked back with a lot of things.

On the road, I saw a small stall selling sacks of all sizes. It seemed that the business was not doing well, and I was about to close the stall and go back.

Qiao Yiqiao hurriedly went up to him and stopped him: "How do you sell this sack?"

"You have to buy it separately, the largest one is 15 yuan, and the smallest one is three yuan. If you want more, you can count it cheaper. They are all retro models that are hard to find on the market, and they are definitely better than those plastic chicken skins." Bags are expensive."

"Give me twenty of the biggest one... But I can't take it, you have to deliver it to my door."

"Where do you live, is it far away?"

"Not far, at most 10 minutes on foot."

"Alright then, wait for me for 2 minutes, I'll close the stall first."

In the end, when he got home, Qiao Yiqiao not only bought twenty of the largest ones, but also brought a few of other sizes, stacking them together in a thick stack.

After paying the money and locking the door, he slapped into the bedroom and took out the big baby bowl.

"Xiaoqing Xiaoqing, call Xiaoqing!"

……

Ye Wuqing was covered with moisture, wading up from the mountain stream, his hair was loose behind him and reached his waist, it was black and smooth, shrouded in the hazy moonlight, this man was like a breathtaking bird Nyx.Strong and lean pectoral muscles, slender and powerful legs, a neat and clean white shirt was draped over his body, which just covered the most critical parts, leaving only a daydream shadow, and finally even this shadow They all disappeared quietly.

Next to the large black bowl on the shore, on a flat bluestone, there is a very familiar...soap.

Well, well, it's soap~

It was the dead of night when the thieves had already gone to bed. Ye Wuqing relied on his strength and was not afraid of the night dew and cold at all. He washed himself from head to toe. There was a little unknown fragrance on his body. Get refreshed.

Although subconsciously felt that Xiao Qiao's hahaha seemed very meaningful, Ye Wuqing had to admit that the piece of "soap" he gave was still very good to use, much better than bath beans.

When Xiao Qiao's note came, he had just put on his coat and was standing barefoot on the pebble bed by the stream.

"Here I am."

"Have you used the soap yet? Is it good? (～￣▽￣)～"

"It's easy to use, but it's too fragrant."

"Hahahahaha, as long as it is easy to use. By the way, I made a few boxes of creams and essential oils for the ginseng you gave before, and I left a set for you. You can use it to wipe your face and skin care after you take a shower. Apply the essential oil first and then apply it Don't forget the face cream, neck and hands too. It is said that the effect is very good, you must use it, otherwise it will be broken in a few days, and the waste is the greatest shame!"

Two glass vials were sent over together.

When I opened it, one of the oblate ones was filled with a light beige paste, and the other thin and tall one was filled with a viscous transparent water-like substance.The mouths of the two glazed bottles are very ingeniously designed, with one convex and one concave, which just fit perfectly, and won't loosen easily after tightening.

"I've already contacted you for food. How much do you need? I'll pass you a sack first. You can estimate how many sacks you need for this kind of sack. But it's not in a hurry. You don't have dinner yet. How much should you eat? I packed a lot of delicious food for you~"

The sack came first, followed by a bag of plump, round, white dumplings also appeared in the black pottery bowl, it was still warm, with a faint aroma, not strong, but fresh enough and pleasant.

After the dumplings, there is a small roast chicken.

Xiao Qiao passed the food over these few times, no matter what it is, it is a rare delicacy that Ye Wuqing eats in the past.Like the dumplings this time, I don't know what kind of fillings are wrapped inside. Even though he has always had a temperament of caring for meat, he still thinks it is very fresh and delicious.After eating, he chewed and swallowed the small roast chicken, even the bones, and his empty stomach became full. Even the colder mountain wind at night, blowing on his body, only felt comfortable without the slightest bit of bitter cold.

Xiao Qiao over there guessed that he had almost eaten, and started passing sweet corn to him again.

"You must have never eaten this before, give it a try~"

Historically, corn was introduced into China in the late Ming Dynasty, and it was not until the Qing Dynasty that it began to be planted on a large scale.From Xiao Qiao's point of view, cornmeal tastes dull, but tender corn is absolutely delicious!Especially those roasted on charcoal fire, the inside is sweet and tender, with a faint burnt aroma on the outside, even if you eat three or five sticks in a row, you won't feel greasy!

There is no baked one now, and the cooked one is just fine.

"what is this?"

Sure enough, the taste of sweet corn also conquered Ye Wuqing.

"It's also a kind of food crop. It seems that the yield per mu can reach more than 1000 catties on our side. But I just checked, and now I can't save corn to grow by myself... I will confirm the details later. You are almost full. Come on, let's have some fruit~"

A small yellow watermelon with a diameter of only twelve or thirteen centimeters appeared in the pottery bowl.

When Ye Wuqing took the watermelon out of the pottery bowl, he saw many small bright red fruits popping out of it, densely covered with small yellow-brown dots like sesame seeds, not "low-key" like watermelon, these small bright red fruits As soon as the fruit square appeared, it exuded an intoxicating aroma, which made people salivate and salivate.

On Ye Wuqing's side, the weather is still very cold, and if you want to eat some green vegetables, you have to grow them in an expensive greenhouse. On weekdays, ordinary people can only eat pickled vegetables, or radish and cabbage that have been stored in advance.Not to mention all kinds of fruits.

He twisted a small red fruit and put it in his mouth.

A bit of bright red juice stuck to his lips, and was swept away by the tip of his tongue.

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