The end of natural disasters: the daily life of child brides in ancient times

Chapter 742: Treat money like dirt!



Chapter 742: Treat money like dirt!

Because I had been sitting in the carriage without moving, my hands and feet were frozen.

She touched Qin Lang's hand, and it was just as cold as hers.

This thin car body cannot withstand the cold wind.

Therefore, when Old Man Zhuang was driving the cart, she found the mattress that was still unused.

Start laying out mattresses in the carriage.

The mattresses around the carriage are easy to deal with, just use something to prop them up.

But it’s a bit difficult on the roof of the car.

She thought about it and took out a few nails.

Hammer the nails into the top wood, then tie the four corners of the mattress with ropes, and finally tie the ropes to the nails.

It took a while to finish cleaning every side of the carriage.

Compared to the endless dazzling white outside, the carriage with a significantly darker view actually adds a sense of security.

Lu Qingqing walked forward and touched Qin Lang's hand again, and it was finally not so cold anymore.

Although the interior space becomes smaller after the carriage is blocked, it is still much warmer.

When the two of them took their turns, Old Man Zhuang looked at the mattress laid out in the carriage and praised Lu Qingqing again.

When the two men stopped to change the wheels, it was also the time for the two horses to rotate.

On snowy days like this, the horses consume a lot more energy pulling the cart than usual.

One hour is basically the time that an ordinary horse can last.

They took turns like this, and by the afternoon, the ordinary horse was a little exhausted.

Lu Qingqing could only let Xiaobai pull for a while longer and feed the two horses more space water.

Old Man Zhuang looked at it and found it incredible.

In this kind of weather, not to mention horses, even people don’t want to open their mouths to drink cold water.

However, every time Qingqing poured water, the two horses would drink it up.

Even the bottom of the bowl was licked clean.

Xiaobai: What’s so cool about it? You don’t know what’s good!

Ordinary horse: What’s there to be afraid of the cold? Drinking this will make you smarter!

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Three days later, the carriage finally arrived at the town.

Although there are not many people on the streets in this small town, many shops are still open for business.

Lu Qingqing drove the carriage and stopped directly at the door of the inn.

The waiter ran out wearing a tattered jacket and with his neck hunched.

"Sir, do you want to stay in a hotel or stay in a hotel?"

Although he asked this, the waiter was almost certain that the guest would stay in the hotel.

After all, it was already afternoon.

In about an hour, it was dark.

It's really painful to sleep outdoors in the snow.

Lu Qingqing had the same idea and booked a room at the hotel directly.

In addition to the inn, there are other shops open in this town.

In addition to eating and resting, they also need to replenish supplies.

When the waiter was about to take the carriage away, Old Man Zhuang looked at the carriage with some worry.

There are still several hundred taels of silver in the smashed big box inside!

Is Qingqing so relieved?

Just as he was about to say something, he turned around and saw Lu Qingqing carrying Qin Lang directly into the inn.

Old Man Zhuang was stunned by the look of him not worrying at all about the money being lost.

He felt that he must have too little money, which was why he was so nervous about the few hundred taels of silver.

When did he become rich?

When you have tens of thousands of taels of silver in your hands, you will probably be like Qingqing.

Truly treat money as dirt!

Well, someone got the truth!

The real rich man Qingqing said, those few hundred taels of silver are nothing, I have plenty of money!

After entering the inn, Lu Qingqing directly booked two upper rooms.

She first asked the waiter for three buckets of hot water, and then ordered two servings of the inn's signature dishes.

As soon as I entered the room and cleaned up, the first bucket of hot water was brought up.

Lu Qingqing asked the waiter to deliver it to Old Man Zhuang first, and told him to close the doors and windows before washing.

After washing, dry your hair and don't go out until it is dry.

After the other two buckets of hot water were brought up, she locked the door and went straight into the space.

First, he took a nice hot bath, then put Qin Lang into the bathtub and rubbed him.

All I can say is that this person is unconscious and motionless, so he is indeed not that dirty.

After rubbing for a while, there was no more dust on the body.

I pinched the dwindling muscles in his arms and made him stretch his arms and legs a few more times.

These movements may not preserve too much muscle.

But being able to move the joints should be good.

After she finished taking care of Qin Lang, she started to dry her hair.

Now, her hair can be tied into a small braid.

But in such a cold day, hair can't do much.

But it's better to let it hang loose than to tie it up.

Plus, nowadays I wear a rabbit fur hat every day, so it’s more convenient to let my hair down.

Take a thick cloth and rub it a few times to dry your hair.

I lit the brazier again and after drying my hair for a while, it was almost dry.

What gave her a headache was Qin Lang's hair.

Qin Lang's hair was long, so she didn't cut it for him.

Now, with her long hair hanging down, she looks like she can go to shoot a shampoo commercial.

Lu Qingqing resigned herself to her fate, took a scoop, and began to wash Qin Lang's hair.

After all the chaos, I finally washed my hair.

But drying it is another big project.

Just as I was wiping my hair with a thick towel, I heard a knock on the door.

"Sir, the food you ordered is ready."

Lu Qingqing quickly slipped out of the space, lowered the bed curtains, and then went to open the door.

The waiter came in with a food box and didn't hack around.

Instead, he was very well behaved, half-closing his eyes and just focusing on serving the dishes.

Soon, plates of steaming dishes were placed on the table.

The house was filled with the aroma of food.

After the waiter left, Lu Qingqing locked the door.

Looking at the dishes on the table, he swallowed.

Although she had been fleeing from famine for so long, she was not short of meat to eat.

But every meal consists of one or two dishes.

Many times when I am busy, I only eat a pancake to fill my stomach.

It’s been a long time since I felt like I had such a grand feast!

She swallowed and put the dishes on the table into the space.

Although there was a brazier in this room, the temperature was not as comfortable as in the space.

The food gets cold after a while.


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