After Crossing, and Husband Brought Hundreds of Millions of Supplies To Farm: Chapter 111 Smell it

   Chapter 111 Hearing

   Gu Chengrui helped change the bed, then arranged him to the Westinghouse, and left him a chamber pot, water, and charcoal, and then locked the door of the Westinghouse and went to the kitchen.

  Everything was business as usual except for the occasional past to ask him what he needed.

   When Qian Zhuang and the two came back in the evening, they collected half a truckload of soybeans. After unloading the truck, Zhou Ying and Gu Chengrui weighed less than 300 pounds.

   Zhou Ying asked: "Brother Qian, at what price are these soybeans charged, is it easy to get them?"

   "Wuwen, like a grain store, otherwise no one would sell it.

   But there seem to be other people over there who are also collecting soybeans, so I can't guarantee how much I can collect in a day. "Qian Zhuang said.

   Zhou Ying directly gave him fifty taels of broken silver and said, "You can take as much as you can as soon as possible, otherwise you won't be able to go out when it snows."

   "Okay, let's run as far as possible." Qian Zhuang took the silver and said.

Afterwards, he said to Gu Chengrui: "By the way, Doctor Gu, the Qiao family and the government have been searching for someone in the past two days, and the search is quite strict.

   The key is to keep an eye on the pharmacy. It is said that white medicine and antidote are not allowed to be sold. Otherwise, the execution will be done on the spot. You must be careful. "

   "I've heard about this too, and they said they were looking for some water bandit."

   "What kind of water bandit, the government in our area is strictly investigating, there is no water bandit, and it is not sure who they are looking for."

   "Really, then you all inquire more to see what the **** the Qiao family is doing?"

   "Don't worry, we'll keep an eye on this."

   sent Qian Zhuang and the two away, and Zhou Ying and the others started dinner.

  When Gu Chengrui went to Westinghouse to collect the dishes after dinner, Zhou Gongzi raised his head and asked curiously, "Brother Gu is very interested in the Qiao family?"

   "How can I tell you, because of some grudges from our ancestors, the Qiao family has been suppressing us. Some time ago, my father's boat was sunk, and my father and second uncle are still in bed."

   "Oh, so you've been staring at the Qiao family?" Zhou Gongzi asked with a twinkle in his eyes.

   "I can't say staring, but guarding. The key is that without the Gu family's restraint, the Qiao family has been arrogant recently."

   "Arrogant, what kind of arrogance?"

   Gu Chengrui was overjoyed after hearing this, and in a tone of complaining, he told all the recent actions of the Qiao family and their performance, including the tying of their husband and wife because of the braised pork recipe.

   "The braised pork, is it delicious?" Zhou Gongzi pursed his lips after hearing this.

   Gu Chengrui was quite surprised when he saw the greedy look on his face, and then said with an embarrassed expression: "Yinger will be bitter in a while, you can smell it."

   "Smell, shouldn't I let my brother have a taste?"

   "The spice in it contains blood-activating peppercorns, so you can only eat it when your wound is healed."

   Young Master Zhou felt a pity after hearing this, so he didn't have any good intentions to ask again.

   "If Brother Zhou is not tired, you can get out of bed and take two steps slowly."

   And Zhou Gongzi flashed a thoughtful expression when he looked at his back.

  Because it was difficult for him to judge for a while, he really just complained and vented before, or he knew what was deliberately sending himself a message.

   But it's not entirely correct to say that the message was sent. After all, other than being tied up, things like the sinking of the ship are just speculation, and even if you tell yourself, there is no way to help him get ahead.

   That is to borrow his own power....

   But how did he judge his identity, or did he really know something.

   It seems that he has to take a good look at him to see how he is and what purpose he has.

   Gu Chengrui naturally knew that after he said so much, he would definitely have an idea, so he talked more flatly.

   So in the evening, in addition to giving him two travel journals, I helped him to the toilet twice, and then I didn't ask any more questions except about his illness.

   (end of this chapter)