Back to ancient times selling biscuits

Zhen Qingming, an unprincipled foodie, immediately changed his mind when he heard that there were fish and meat dumplings, but he was still a little worried, "There are no thorns in the dumplings?"

"You don't believe me, do you?" Saburo tilted his head and asked, much like Zhen Qingming would drink porridge and eat pickles at night when he said no.

"Believe it, believe it!" Zhen Qingming nodded his head into the garlic, and when he saw someone coming to buy cakes, he stood up with a wink, "I'll kill the fish for you."

"Don't!" What can I do if I turn around and kill him.Saburo raised his hand and grabbed his arm, "Grandma Sun knows how to do it, you go to work, and call you when you're done."

"Okay then." Occasionally, the foodie realized that he hadn't ruthlessly refused, but he didn't turn around and leave. Instead, he walked into the house to watch Xiaowu practice calligraphy and Simei learn needlework.

Sanlang saw that he was lying on his bed and fell asleep after selling the cakes. Donglai and Dongbao stood outside the main room door like door gods, and said strangely, "Is there something to report? Why don't you wake him up?"

"Hush! The young master just fell asleep." Dong Lai whispered, "However, the young master wants us to help you pick the fishbone before going to sleep."

"Ah?" Saburo didn't react for a while, he understood what he meant, and immediately burst out laughing.Hooking his head to take a look into the room, Sanlang nodded secretly, counting him as a bit conscientious.

Those two catfish were given away by most of the seafood bought by Saburo, and they planned to save them for tomorrow, but there was a foodie in the family, and they couldn't hold anything.

Donglai Dongbao got the order, followed behind Sanlang's buttocks, saw him pick out a complete fish bone three times and five times, stared wide-eyed, "You, you are really good at this job!"

San Lang's heart skipped a beat. In his previous life, his parents were busy when he was young, so he cooked for his parents when he had free time. Later, when he came to the capital, he lived alone, and his cooking skills became better and better unconsciously.

The original owner, whose family is still poor, cannot eat fish three times a year, yet he showed such a big flaw, "What's so good, you can cook fish twice."

"No, no," Dong Lai shook his head, "I'm not as dexterous as you."

"Maybe I'm suitable for cooking." Seeing that he wasn't suspicious, Saburo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "If I were to write down the autopsy notes for my lord, I would probably ask him to say it three or five times, and I might not be able to remember everything."

"It's different, I remember it often, and I'm familiar with it." Dong Lai still admires Saburo.

"Hey, yes, there's not a familiar word on the left and right." Sanlang smiled and asked Grandma Sun to light the fire, put the fish head and fish bones in the pan and fry until golden on both sides, add the ingredients, and add water.

Dongbao was surprised, "What's the matter?"

"Didn't you ask Grandma Sun to buy two pieces of tofu just now, to make fish head stewed tofu, have you eaten it?" Sanlang asked.

Dong Bao shook his head, "We used to be the same as the young master. We were not able to eat fish. There were too many bones, and we would get stuck if we were not careful. However, since I met Saburo, I no longer worry about the problem of fish bones. .”

"You can talk like that, does your young master know?" Sanlang shook his head, "How is the investigation going?"

"The person who went to Xiao Han's natal family has not returned yet. The girl in the flower building said that when the deceased came to her before he was alive, he expressed dissatisfaction with Xiao Han, but he didn't say clearly that Xiao Han had ulterior motives."

"Don't say it's a certainty. No matter how bastard the dead person is, he won't tell outsiders that he has a green crown on his head." Sanlang rolled out the dumpling wrappers while making dumplings, and his subordinates were very busy, but they still chatted with Donglai.

Dong Lai was squatting on the threshold, trying to help him make dumplings, but he didn't know how to make them, and suddenly he slapped his head, "Grandma Sun, let me make the pot."

When Dong Bao saw that his brother had a job to do but he was idle, he immediately felt a little uncomfortable, and wanted to get started, but the dumplings he made were like noodles.Saburo saw him anxiously scratching his ears and cheeks, "Little Wu and Fourth Sister want to go out to play, you can have dinner with them when you come back from playing around."

"Okay!" Upon hearing this, Dong Bao turned around and led the other out.

Dongbao was a bit eccentric, but he was very measured in his actions. Before Sanlang came out to call him, he estimated that it was about time, so he took the two children home.

However, Cao Yamen is also accompanying him.

At this time, Zhen Qingming had already got up and saw him coming, "Did you find out?"

"As expected by adults, Xiao Han does have a cousin who was a childhood sweetheart. But," Cao Yamen servant hesitated, as if there was something difficult to say.Zhen Qingming stood up and straightened his clothes, "Sanlang, I'll come back later, you—"

"I know, I know, we'll eat after you come." Saburo waved his hands, and saw his younger brother and sister playing with hands and faces covered in ashes, "What are you two doing now, getting yourself into the pot?"

"Brother..." Seeing that his clean clothes were covered with dust, Xiao Wu wrung his fingers and dared not look at him.

"I didn't scold you, I was so scared." Sanlang nodded his forehead, "I'm just curious about what you guys are playing, and I can't let my brother know about it?"

"We're playing peek-a-boo." The fourth sister spoke quickly, "Xiao Wu is the stupidest, always hiding in one place every time, and I found it right away."

"No, I'm afraid you won't find me and cry." Xiao Wu hurriedly retorted, but Fourth Sister refused to let him.

Hearing the chirping voices of his younger siblings, Saburo felt that Zhen Qingming came back after just a while.

When he came back, Saburo didn't talk nonsense, ate a good meal, watched the two children go to bed, and asked Mrs. Sun to take care of them, so he found a thick coat and went to the next door.

When he arrived, the lights inside and outside the county government office were brightly lit, and Wang Xiancheng, Yu Zhubo, and other people from the county government office were all there, and San Lang jumped in as soon as he entered.

"Why are they all there?" Seeing that some of them were filled with righteous indignation, while others looked serious, "Is something serious going on?"

Zhen Qingming took a deep breath, and restrained his urge to curse, "Xiancheng Wang, I will leave the county to you, and I will take someone to Han Dazhuang."

"Okay!" Wang Xiancheng frowned enough to kill a mosquito, and Zhen Qingming pulled out his horse and handed Saburo a torch, "I'll help you sit on it."

"Where to sit?" Sanlang was stunned, seeing him pointing at the horse, "Riding there?"

"It's urgent, let's talk about it on the road." Then he supported San Lang's arm to see that he was sitting still, and then turned around and said to the crowd, "Can you run faster and keep up with my horse?"

Only six yamen servants came out and said in unison, "Yes!"

Saburo saw them all so serious, his heart was like fifteen buckets fetching water, up and down.When the horse started to run, he opened his mouth and drank the wind. After traveling for four or five miles, the torch was extinguished three times.

Seeing this, Zhen Qingming simply threw away the torch and smeared Xinglu, "Sanlang, is it cold? If it's cold, lie on me."

It was late at night and the dew was heavy, even if Saburo wore an extra layer of clothes, he still felt cold. He had a little interest in Zhen Qingming, but he couldn't figure out whether the county magistrate was straight or curvy. He was afraid that he would see something on weekdays. Want to get close to him but dare not.

Now that he had spoken, Saburo didn't act pretentious, and got into his cloak directly.

When his back got hot, Zhen Qingming felt his spine go numb, but he was full of other things, so he didn't care about the strange feeling.But he was so focused on his journey that Saburo couldn't stand it anymore.

"What the hell happened?"

Zhen Qingming kept silent, San Lang thought he would stop, but suddenly heard him ask, "What do you think Xiao Han's cousin does for a living?"

Reminiscent of Cao Yamen's cautious look, "You won't engage in the business of killing people and stealing goods?"

"You, why do you think so?" Zhen Qingming discovered today that Sanlang not only cooks well, but also turns his head quickly, but such a smart person doesn't read or practice calligraphy, and even writes his own name like a dog crawling It doesn't matter.County magistrate Zhen couldn't figure out why there were such people in the world.

"I guessed it right?" Sanlang got out from under the cloak.

"No." Zhen Qingming shook his head, "But it's about the same."

"No wonder all the yamen servants were called back at night. Is this to arrest that man?"

"Yes. That bastard is like a dog!" Zhen Qingming almost gritted his silver teeth, "I will definitely sentence him to death!"

When San Lang heard this, he trembled all over, and was about to ask him what he had done, but Han Dazhuang was close at hand.

When the yamen servants who followed arrived, a group of people entered the village holding torches, and the barking of dogs resounded throughout the village.

When the accompanying yamen servants knocked on the door, the whole village got up.Seeing the official arriving late at night, everyone lay down in the crack of the door and looked out with only one eye, not daring to come out to wander around.

Contrary to their worries, the parents of the deceased knelt down and kowtowed when they saw Zhen Qingming, "My lord, have you found the murderer of my son? Is it this funeral star?" They said and gave her daughter-in-law a look.

Zhen Qingming ignored her and waved his hand, "Go in and search!"

"Hey, my lord, what are you doing? Why are you searching my house? Hey, you can't go in, what are you searching for..." Mother Han's voice kept calling, and Zhen Qingming didn't seem to hear it.

It must have been a long time, even in the blink of an eye for the murderer, Dong Lai took out a fish bone from the cat's mouth, and the yamen servant presented a small package.

Mother Han looked at it, "My lord, what are you doing with my glutinous rice flour?"

"When did you buy it?" Zhen Qingming asked seriously.

"Ah, I bought them for the Lantern Festival to make glutinous rice balls." Mother Han said, "I haven't used them since that time. If the official didn't find them, I forgot where I put them."

"Really." Zhen Qingming glanced at her and turned to Xiao Han, "What else do you want to say?"

The other party's body froze, and his face became pale and pale. Saburo, who had been staring at her eyes, changed his expression slightly, and gently tugged on Zhen Qingming's cloak, "Now that we have found it, let's go back too."

"What do you mean?" Han's mother was a little confused, and in a flash of inspiration, she grabbed Xiao Han's hair and slapped her across the face, "The bastard! Killing a thousand knives! You little whore——"

"Enough!" Zhen Qingming said suddenly, "Take everyone away."

Mother Han seemed to be stopped suddenly, and she asked in disbelief, "Why? My lord, you made a mistake! The murderer is her, you should catch her!" She jumped up as she spoke.

"Illegal trading of women is punishable by three years. Shouldn't I arrest you?" Zhen Qingming stared at her.

Han's mother choked immediately, and Han's father heard that Zhen Qingming was powerful, so he didn't dare to say a word, and walked among the yamen servants full of anxiety, while Sanlang and Zhen Qingming sat on the horse and followed behind.

"Why didn't I find out when you brought that wild cat?"

"Before you came, Donglai put the cat on the horse." Pointing to Donglai's horse, "See the cloth bag on the saddle, it's in there."

Saburo couldn't help but praised, "You're really well prepared."

"I'm used to it." Zhen Qingming said lightly, and then asked, "Is it still cold? How about you take off my cloak?"

"Okay!" Saburo had his own thoughts, and chose to sit in front of him this time, raised his hand and pulled off his cloak, brushed his fingers across his neck, Zhen Qingming froze, "You, you are really welcome."

"Whoever we are with, you don't treat yourself as an outsider in my house. If I meet you, once you get angry, my only backer will be gone."

"Nonsense!" Zhen Qingming scolded him, and then the smile on his face froze, thinking of the bad things about Sanlang's family, "Don't worry, even if you make me angry, I won't ignore you and I won't ignore my apprentice. "

"Yo, then I have to thank Xiao Wu very much." San Lang said with a smile, "Now that the evidence is convincing, the only thing left is for Xiao Han to plead guilty. How do you plan to deal with them?"

Zhen Qingming sighed, "They are all poor people."

"Stop sympathizing with them. You can't live without doing your own crimes. There's nothing pitiful about it."

"That's the way it is said." Zhen Qingming said, "When you are young, you will face endless prison disasters, and when you are old, you will not be safe at the end of the day. Alas, people, you have to think twice before doing anything."

Saburo muttered in his heart, I just think too much, so I dare not express my heart to you.