Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

Qian Jinfeng stood there in a daze, holding a large bowl of braised meat.

"What's wrong?" She instinctively knew that something must have happened, so she hugged the bowl tightly and asked her daughter in a low voice.

Song Pan'er didn't say anything. She changed the sun hat on her head into a small straw hat woven by her father. She looked around and picked up four or five pieces of braised meat from the supermarket, wrapped them in cloth, put them on the cart, and then deliberately lifted a corner to reveal half of it.

After doing all this, she plucked two handfuls from the ground, wiped them on her face, and then wiped them on Qian Jinfeng's face.

"Hey, hey, hey, be careful with the meat! Meat!" Qian Jinfeng was afraid that dirt would fall onto the braised meat in the bowl.

Song Pan'er turned her head to look at Song Dahe, who hadn't reacted yet, "Dad, someone is coming, riding a horse, hurry up and clean it up!"

Song Dahe suddenly got up from the ground, took out the only hatchet in his family from the cart, lifted up his tattered clothes, and put them around his waist.

Song Paner caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of her eye and thought, what a guy, he's not afraid of getting his butt cut.

But now is not the time to think too much.

After confirming once again that there was no problem at the scene, the family of three took a deep breath and sat around the cart, drinking water from bamboo tubes and eating braised meat.

Song Pan'er couldn't taste the fragrant braised meat when she took a bite.

After eating the meat she exchanged with Li Shuang'an, not only did her strength increase, but her five senses also improved significantly. For example, just now, she could hear the sound of horse hooves coming from far away.

By the time the family had packed up, the horsemen had not arrived yet and should be some distance away from them.

Even though they were worried, Song Dahe and Qian Jinfeng never stopped using their chopsticks. Seeing their daughter in a daze, Qian Jinfeng picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into Song Paner's mouth, complaining quietly, "Why are you in a daze? Such delicious meat! Eat more!"

Song Pan'er was chewing the meat, and when she lowered her eyes she saw that half of the meat in the bowl had been eaten.

Song Paner: ...

"Dad and Mom, listen to me..."

About three minutes later, more than ten people dressed as guards slowly came with three carriages.

There were people sitting in the middle carriage, and the two behind it were probably carrying supplies.

Before this group of people arrived, Song Pan'er noticed that a thin guard raised his hand and pointed at them. It was unclear what he was saying to another burly guard. Then the convoy walked towards them.

Song Pan'er gave her father a look without saying anything.

Song Dahe threw away his chopsticks, raised his sleeve to wipe his mouth, and as they had agreed just now, quickly protected his wife and daughter behind him.

He didn't know what Song Pan'er wanted to do, but he was willing to cooperate with her.

The burly guard rode closer and closer, and the overbearing fragrance rushed into his nose. He couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Before the convoy stopped, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing a little girl with two buns.

"Zhang Wu, ask them what they eat?" The little girl looked at the strong guard.

Zhang Wu nodded. Even if Cui Liu didn't say it, he would have asked. It was so fragrant that he couldn't move.

He dismounted and walked towards Song Pan'er and the others.

Song Dahe's hand unconsciously touched his lower back, and Qian Jinfeng also clenched the big kitchen knife under her butt.

Only Song Pan'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

This group of people appeared in the plot.

The heroine Song Fubao exchanged an eighty-year-old wild ginseng she dug and a group of passing nobles for 100 taels of silver.

Originally, she couldn't exchange for so much because the medicine the nobleman was taking was missing ginseng. So she bravely took the ginseng and asked for it, and got 100 taels.

At that time, she was looking for a strong bodyguard named Zhang Wu.

The 100 taels allowed her to build a new house and buy land after she arrived in Jiangnan.

Song Pan'er thought of the ginseng slices that she had asked her mother to dry these days and rubbed her fingers.

Well, now that the opportunity has fallen into her hands, don't blame her for stealing the female lead's chance.

Zhang Wu looked at the family of three with wary faces and bowed awkwardly.

He was tall and could see at a glance the few slices of meat that were left in the bowl, as well as the... ginseng slices hanging on the rags spread on the cart?

"Is this ginseng slices?" Zhang Wu took a sudden step forward, startling Song Dahe, and he quickly drew out the hatchet from his waist.

"Do you want to steal something?" Song Dahe glared at Zhang Wu, holding a hatchet in front of him.

Song Dahe was terrified, but his daughter said she would take care of everything, so he just made up his mind and stomped his foot. "I'm warning you! My knife has no eyes!"

Zhang Wu took a step back and bowed again, "I'm sorry, my master's medicine is missing a piece of ginseng. We've been looking for it for several days. When we first saw it on your cart, we were so excited. I hope you can forgive me, big brother."

Ginseng slices that big must be at least a hundred years old. This farmer doesn't know the value of ginseng and doesn't know that the whole root is better. He actually cut it into pieces to make ginseng slices. What a waste of resources!

What he didn't know was that Song Pan'er only took the smallest ginseng and cut it into ginseng slices, and the big end was dried and placed in the supermarket.

All the items placed on the carriage were picked out by her in small pieces.

Song Dahe stared at him, trying to see if he was lying, and then he felt his calf being gently pinched by his daughter.

Song Dahe didn't put away his hatchet. He rolled his eyes and asked, "Do you want the ginseng slices from my family?"

Zhang Wu nodded. "We're willing to pay for it, or exchange it for something." After a pause, he carefully pointed to the cloth-wrapped mass. "And the meat, please sell us some too."

Song Dahe turned his head and saw a few pieces of braised meat as big as small bowls.

He looked very conflicted, and with a hint of fear in his expression, he glanced at the exquisite carriage and the swords in the hands of the guards. "You, you give me a price. I want to hear it first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Jinfeng, who was secretly pinched by Song Pan'er, screamed, "Dad! You can't sell it! That's a 200-year-old ginseng, and my daughter's illness still needs..."

Song Dahe looked at Zhang Wu and moved his mouth. Zhang Wu was afraid that he would say that he would not sell the ginseng slices, so he hurriedly quoted the highest price they could offer, "20 taels of silver... one slice!"

Qian Jinfeng:!!!

The words she hadn't finished were stuck in her throat.

Looking up at the more than thirty slices of ginseng on the cart, she shuddered, rolled her eyes and fell to the ground.

Song Pan'er screamed and wanted to help, but she didn't expect that Qian Jinfeng had gained some weight because she had eaten too much recently, and she fell down with him.

Song Dahe had a conflicted and reluctant look on his face, and did not go to see his fainted wife. He knew what kind of person Qian Jinfeng was, and she must have been excited to hear about so much silver.

But Zhang Wu didn't know! He thought Qian Jinfeng was reluctant to sell the precious ginseng slices, so he hurried to the carriage and whispered back.

The voice in the carriage was very low, and I didn't know what the instructions were. After a while, Zhang Wu came with two guards carrying a bunch of things.

Zhang Wu bought 600 slices of ginseng for 30 taels, leaving only 3 slices for the "sick" Song Pan'er. Song Dahe, the braised pork maker, did not ask for the silver, but for a big knife that they had left unused.

The guards brought two bags of corn, a box of cakes, and five pieces of coarse cloth. Zhang Wu also gave Song Pan'er a small purse, saying that it was given by the little girl named Cui Liu in the carriage.

Song Dahe thanked them with a stiff face and watched the convoy go away. He quickly turned around and wanted to wake up his wife, but unexpectedly, the mother and daughter were head to head, looking at the contents of the small purse.

Song Dahe: ... "Let me take a look, what good stuff is it?"