The Daily Life of the Husband and Wife Selling Dog Food Through Time Traveling

The two received dry food. Since they only ate two meals a day, they ate almost nothing except a steamed bun at noon. Jiang Ning was already too hungry. If he eats it, the next meal will be tomorrow morning. He takes a deep breath and wants to eat it for his own stomach.

Jiang Ning numbly bit the dough, it was hard, the dough was pressed tightly together, he finally bit it off, it tasted like chewing wax in his mouth, he chewed for a long time, took another sip of water, then swallowed it reluctantly, then stared at The cake that was only missing a hole, suddenly felt ashamed, it was too nasty to eat!

"No appetite?" Han Zhiyuan looked up.

Jiang Ning shook his head: "It's okay." He said to speed up, puffed his cheeks, held his breath, quickly finished the dough in two or three bites, then drank water, it's over!Choked!He coughed desperately all of a sudden, his cough was piercing, and his eyes were full of tears.

Han Zhiyuan quickly stretched out his hand to pat him, frowned and said, "Eat slowly."

Jiang Ning waved his hand and said after coughing, "I'm fine, let's go to the tent first, I'll be exhausted after walking all day."

There were six big tents, seven or eight people squeezed into one room. The so-called tents were propped up by a few bamboo poles, covered with a layer of oilcloth, and there was no spacer on the ground except bedding. Fortunately, the weather was not bad. It’s not raining, thank God if there’s no water accumulation, it’s nothing wet, just go to sleep, so Jiang Ning really can’t imagine what to do in a rainy day.

The people in the tent saw them coming in, and someone reminded: "This place is almost full."

Han Zhiyuan held up the bedding in his hands, and explained: "His luggage was accidentally lost, we just need to squeeze."

Since it was the two of them who were crowded, and had little to do with other people, they didn't care about this anymore, so they went about their own business.

Jiang Ning and Han Zhiyuan found the closest place. Although the location is remote, they are both very satisfied. There is no other reason. There is only one bunk left in this tent, and there is no Liu Si in it. They are so satisfied. It takes a day's journey Coming down, Jiang Ning now just wants to sleep peacefully to death, and doesn't want to bother to fight with anyone anymore.

The quilt was a bit old, and the cotton stuffing inside had become very thin. Jiang Ning lay on it, feeling a little chill coming up from under the quilt. He turned over on his side, trying to keep his body in contact with the quilt Face less, Han Zhiyuan was about to lie down, seeing his behavior, he asked, "Is it cold on the ground?"

Before Jiang Ning could answer, Han Zhiyuan lay down and put his arms around his waist. The warmth rose immediately, and Jiang Ning couldn't help moving. He felt that the distance between the two was too close, and they almost heard each other's breath. I'm a little embarrassed.

Han Zhiyuan patted his waist and said in a low voice, "Sleep, don't move."

Jiang Ning: "..." Fortunately, it was very dark inside the tent, so I couldn't see anything.

After walking for a day, everyone was very tired. Before long, the entire camp fell into a deep sleep. Han Zhiyuan felt Jiang Ning's subtle breathing slowly brushing over his neck, leaving traces of warmth. He closed his eyes, Stretching out his hand in the dark, gently touching the face that was sleeping at the moment, and smiling slightly.

In this way, the caravan traveled during the day and found a place to rest at night. They walked for five or six days in a row. On the seventh day, the weather was not good, and it rained heavily in the evening without warning. After soaking in the rain, this trip was gone in vain.

The rain was too heavy and came suddenly. The raindrops hit people's foreheads sorely. Venus stared out in front of my eyes. The thin layer of tarpaulin that was originally covering the goods was useless at all. Director Li and the third young master went down immediately. He got into the carriage and ran all the way, loudly directing the crowd to drive the carriage to the big tree beside the road, and then took out the extra tarpaulin and covered it all on the cargo box.

However, even so, as soon as the oilcloths were covered, they began to drip water, and they were soaked in the blink of an eye, with little effect, and the water stains on the cargo box slowly spread.

Jiang Ning wiped the rainwater from his face, shook his head, and said to Han Zhiyuan: "This is useless, after all, it is cloth, and its waterproof degree is limited. It would be great if there is something like cowhide."

The third young master happened to be standing beside them, when he heard this, his eyes lit up, and he said to Shen Zhen: "Go, remove the curtain of my carriage!"

Shen Zhen hesitated and said: "But young master, the carriage curtain is removed..." The carriage curtain is indeed made of cowhide and sheepskin, but if it is removed, the carriage may not be usable.

Third Young Master Shen waved his hand indifferently, and ordered: "Be obedient, go quickly, bring a few more people, and dismantle it faster."

Seeing his firm tone, Shen Zhen complied, and led a few people over to remove the veil of the car. When Director Li saw him, he nodded slightly, with an expression of approval on his face, and said to others: "Take off the veil of my car too. , As for the other managers, you all go ask, if you are willing, you will dismantle it, if you are not willing, just report your name to me."

In the end, except for the Wang in charge who was unwilling and forced to smile, the other in charge agreed very happily. Although they didn't know whether it was real or fake, but at least their goal was achieved.

The leather curtain was removed and covered the cargo box, barely covering the rainwater, but after all, the number is small, so it can only be roughly covered, causing many cargo boxes to ignore their heads and necks, and they don’t know what’s inside. The goods have not been soaked by rain.

Because the rain was too heavy, the caravan had to wait under the tree. When the rain dwindled, the sky was already dark. After discussing with Mr. Li and several other officers, Third Young Master Shen decided to continue on the road. The road was muddy and the sky was dark. Provoking a dark voice of resentment from everyone.

It wasn't until late at night that the caravan found a ruined temple to rest. After a short rest, Third Young Master Shen asked people to boil water and boil ginger soup to drive away the cold, and at the same time ordered everyone to unload the goods and open the boxes one by one to see if there was any damage.

Jiang Ning hugged the box, not sinking, when the night wind blew, the clothes on his body immediately pressed against his skin, it was icy cold, he sneezed hard, Han Zhiyuan looked over, with imperceptible worry in his eyes, whispered Said: "Where is it uncomfortable?"

Jiang Ning shook his head: "It's just a rain shower, and I'll be fine after drinking ginger soup."

Han Zhiyuan listened, took a deep breath, turned around and moved a cargo box, and entered the hall with Jiang Ning.

Sure enough, as the two of them had guessed before, the box was filled with dried medicinal materials. For a while, the lobby was full of bitter medicinal smell, mixed with the smell of dust over the years, which irritated Jiang Ning's nose itchy, and He sneezed twice in succession.

The third young master Shen heard the sound and looked over, put down the medicinal materials in his hands, and said to everyone: "The ginger soup is ready, everyone, go and drink a bowl to warm up your body. Thank you so much today. When you return to Yuezhou, I will definitely give you double the salary."

Hearing this, everyone in the hall swept away their previous dejection, and they were all happy, double the salary, it was for nothing, so they thanked Third Young Master Shen one after another, and happily went to drink ginger soup.

Han Zhiyuan and Jiang Ning found a remote corner and changed into dry clothes. Jiang Ning dressed faster. After changing, he leaned against the wall with his arms folded and stared at Han Zhiyuan's body with the slight firelight in the distance. After looking at the abdominal muscles for a while, he joked, "Mr. Han is in good shape, have you practiced?"

After hearing this, Han Zhiyuan leaned over with his outer clothes on, gave him a wall dong, and deliberately smiled charmingly: "Yes, do you want to touch it?"

Jiang Ning didn't change his face, and he reached out and touched it quickly, smiling: "It feels good, the softness is moderate, keep it up."

Han Zhiyuan's face was dazed, why did he have the illusion of selling|selling meat...

After the two changed their clothes, Han Zhiyuan took the ginger soup and handed it to Jiang Ning first, and then took a bowl for himself. The two sat on the threshold, and Jiang Ning commented thoughtfully while drinking: "This third young master It’s also a talent.”

After hearing this, Han Zhiyuan didn't even look at him, he drank gulp and snorted, not knowing whether he agreed or disagreed.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Ning smiled and stretched out his hand to flick the bottom of his bowl, and asked him specially, "What do you think?"

Han Zhiyuan pretended not to understand: "What do you think?"

"How is the third young master?"

Han Zhiyuan was as still as a mountain, his eyes glanced over from behind the edge of the bowl, clearly stated that he didn't bother to express his opinion, and after a while, he put down the bowl and said, "It's not that good."

Jiang Ning laughed even more, and joked: "It's my fault. I forgot that Mr. Han is also a business genius. The third young master is naturally not enough in front of you."

Han Zhiyuan snorted softly, and lazily said: "I am really flattered to be praised by Mr. Jiang, and Han is ashamed."

This person is simply too funny, obviously he doesn't care about other people's opinions, but he has to pretend to be forced to endure it. Jiang Ning laughed so hard that his stomach hurts, he accidentally lost his breath, and coughed unexpectedly.

Han Zhiyuan quickly put down the bowl and gave him a pat on the back, with an imperceptible tension in his tone: "Are you okay? Is it so funny?"

Jiang Ning waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's okay, I just choked on my saliva."

Han Zhiyuan was about to speak, when he suddenly saw Jiang Ning staring in one direction, his face straightened, and he also looked over curiously: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Ning shook his head hesitantly: "I just...seemed to see a shadow flashing outside the door."

Han Zhiyuan looked at the empty gate, which was about ten meters away from the two of them. Even with the light of the fire in the hall, he couldn't see clearly in the night. He said, "Maybe someone went out."

Jiang Ning was thoughtful: "It's raining outside..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard Shen Zhen's brisk voice: "It turns out that you are here, so it's easy for me to find you!"