At the state of the state, Zhou Qingfeng realized what is called primitive society.There is no mention of the quality of life here, even the small matter of going to the toilet is more difficult than it is to be smooth.The situation in the city of Hetuara is not known, but the crossing across the river is terrible.

Go to the toilet without a fecal cylinder, just pull it.The road is completely dirt road, the rainy road is slippery, sunny day stinks, stepping on one foot is all shit.People here are used to drinking raw water with a gourd on their backs, and the water source comes from the Suzi River at the ferry - Zhou Qingfeng rises early in the morning to urinate in the river, and sees someone drawing water in the place where he urinates.

Think of this ferry every day at least a few hundred people defecate toward the river, and the heart of Master Zhou, who has been living here for three days, has died.Everyone at the ferry was accustomed to this, and even Yang Jane and Gu Yuanwei said nothing.

“Can you guys talk about hygiene?”In this way, the old man must die of illness.”Zhou Qingfeng had to pull out his own small private room money, so that the bakery would make him a separate meal.He even had to watch the other side boiling water and wash the pot, everything was clean before he could eat it, otherwise he would rather go on a hunger strike.

Just for this, Yang Jane laughed at Zhou Qingfeng many times, "Sister, you are really a noble person."Drinking water and eating food is different from others.You really shouldn't be in the lake, you should live in the palace."

"I went to the palace that day."He rolled his eyes, unceremoniously.He would sit in front of the wooden table where the stack ate, and wipe the table with a clean rag.Until the black tabletop was polished by him, only he could eat.

"Oh, there is the heart of the young master, not the life of the young master."After Yang Jane sneered, he took a saucepan of bread from the kitchen to the valley latitude in the room.

The cargo stack of the ferry has a reception function, and people entering and leaving Hetuala can stop here for a little while and wait for the ferry to cross the river.However, the river of the Suzi River is also a hundred meters, the water is not deep, and the army of the state department will simply wading directly through the water, but it is also convenient.Boats that will be waiting at the ferry are often VIPs, messengers, women and so on.

The stack is built of coarse wood, the structure is simple, and the upper and lower two floors are.The lower layer of the stocking, the upper floor live, the internal space is not small.Zhou Qingfeng sat down at the front door of the stack and ate his breakfast in the light of the door.

Breakfast is also unusual.Others casually eat some sweet potato nests and the like, he has to spend money to let the cook make white bread.The cook is not doing well, and he has to guide.After having experienced life in Fushun, he even had the yeast that was always available on his body, so as not to eat the dead bread himself - in short, in order to make himself eat and drink well, Master Zhou broke his heart.

Yeast and flour are still taken from the island of time and space, through the dead of the crowd of the cook run a hotel, the hoarded food in the room is enough to eat Zhou Qingfeng for a long time.Before losing his spiritual strength, he got out a lot, and this time Hetuara was also carried hundreds of pounds by the team.In the eyes of others, this little ass child is often cold to make some good food, so that people can envy.

Eating a white bread is a luxury for ordinary people at the end of the day.Zhou Qingfeng also has a few bottles of cans left around, specifically used to supplement nutrition.Early in the morning, he served a meal with a canned fruit, smelled the sweetness that floated in the can, and made the servants in the stack wonder and envious - the sweetness was extremely rare in ancient times.

When Zhou Qingfeng ate the last bread, the crowd suddenly came into the crowd outside the store, and many people came in.Seven or eight women really opened the road, followed by a few female husbands.The women who wear "flower pot shoes" and "big flower heads" in the Qing Palace drama in the future, are completely different, and now the women of the state department are not so overseas.

Real women are fighting every year, women must be able to ride the bow, and they will not be red and green.Zhou Qingfeng had been with Yehgege's and Zhuo before, and had never seen her wearing cumbersome clothes.The long clothes and trousers cut from the gray black earth cloth are the most suitable, otherwise there is no way to ride.

The same is true of these women who come in front of them, but from the perspective of their skin and face, they must be the superiors who eat and wear.One of the women was guarded in the middle of the others like the stars, but more than 20 years old, with a delicate appearance but a cold face.She did not fake the color under her opponent, a group of finger-pointing.

The indifferent woman came in, and the whole stack was frightened.Many people came out on their knees and shouted, only Zhou Qingfeng sitting at the wooden table and did not know what happened.

The stack was not very neat and clean, and the indifferent woman was obviously not satisfied with this place.She frowned and said a few words to the maid next to her, and turned to go.The maid swept her eyes of the whole stack, and naturally saw Zhou Qingfeng sitting directly opposite the door, and polished the oil on the table.The maid said a few words to the indifferent woman in surprise, and walked to the table and looked carefully.

The indifferent woman also followed the small steps, with a discerning look at the table, and look at Zhou Qingfeng, and even noticed that Zhou Qingfeng had half of the white bread in his hand and a can of fruit left on the bottom of the soup - the sweet aroma of the canned was scattered, and it was difficult for people who had never smelled it to be moved.

The whole process is in a state of bullying, looking left and right to see the sale.

This group of people spoke full language the whole time, and Zhou Qingfeng did not understand it at all.But the maid beckoned to accompany the female really bowed to Zhou Qingfeng, the squat hand-waisted knife shouted "cry", this means Zhou Qingfeng did understand - not just want to grab my position, want to drive me away?I can't stand it, I'll go.

Unwilling, Zhou Qingfeng just wanted to move his ass, but the indifferent woman opened her mouth to stop the behavior of the thugs around her.She even re-opened in Chinese after watching Zhou Qingfeng: "Look at the clothes, this must be a guest invited by the big sweat."If I am slackened, I will surely make a great sweat."

Zhou Qingfeng is not old, but he has a small round face tender, looking at it and knows that he is not an ordinary child.The indifferent woman even smiled very and sat opposite him.

The master spoke, and the other slaves naturally had no problem.The indifferent woman seemed to have come back from somewhere else and did not eat breakfast early in the morning.His men went into the kitchen of the stack to get food for the master, but for a while he made a bowl of broth and a few white breads.

Bhee is required to be fermented to make, not always available.When Zhou Qingfeng saw this bun, he immediately scolded the cook of the stack: "I have long wondered if you have hidden the bread behind my back, you have not yet admitted it, how can I deny it now?"

The indifferent woman had already looked at Zhou Qingfeng differently, and when she heard this, she asked a few words to her own men.Several of their servants answered, and the bakery who knelt on the ground suddenly sweated his forehead and kept kowtowing for forgiveness.Zhou Qingfeng was angry that these stacks and cooks were not honest, but they could see that this situation seemed to be very serious.

After asking about the situation, the indifferent woman smiled at Zhou Qingfeng: “Are you the child of Baylor?”

“I’m not a real woman, I’m a Han.My master is the valley, and we are invited by the great sweat."When Zhou Qingfeng should be touting the skin, he will never be ambiguous, and the tiger skin of the enemy will also be borrowed for a purpose.

Hearing the name of "Valley", the indifferent woman finally remembered the recent rumors, she asked again: "You are eight years old can bring soldiers, help Ye He and Zhuo Ge to snatch the armour ordered by our state building department, but also killed the Ma Chengta to escape Zhou Qingfeng?"

Oh, I'm not going to take the soldiers.I only scare people.Am I famous in the state department?

Zhou Qingfeng hesitated for a moment, weak and weak said: "It is actually a misunderstanding, I am to save my master."

The indifferent woman smiled again and said, “Boy, don’t be afraid.Many of the great sweaters are the people who have done the right thing with him, as long as they are loyal and obedient after submission, the sweat never cares about the past, and they are all used and reused.A few of your teachers and disciples can come to Hetuala, and the sweat will only be happy.Especially if you are born with a soldier, sweat will value you."

After laughing at Zhou Qingfeng, the indifferent woman turned her head to look at the kneeling truck cook on the ground and said with anger: "This slave is too bold, and I dare to hide the owner's things behind my back, I will not tolerate such a thing in the state department."Come and drag him down and put him to death.”

How many buns are going to kill?I want to teach this cook.

Zhou Qingfeng was too late to stop, and the two women were really tired and dragged out the goods and kitchens who were constantly asking for forgiveness.For a moment, the kung funess suddenly stopped, and the thug returned with a bloody breath.

How can a person's life be lost, but the people present are wrong.The indifferent woman continued to ask Zhou Qingfeng, “Boy, can you live here?”

Zhou Qingfeng frowned for the woman's indiscriminate killing, sighed and shook his head: "I can't live, it stinks here."

Indifferent woman only Zhou Qingfeng on the accommodation environment is not happy, "yes, this ferry is not for the owners to live."If I had not waited for the boat to cross the river, I would not have landed here.However, the great sweat has an order that outsiders should not be allowed to enter Hetuara, and only a few guests can be patient.

The great sweat is not in the city these days, and Ma Chengta invited your teachers and disciples, and certainly did not dare to make a decision to let you into the city.I will return today and I will tell you the sweat, and I will certainly not let some of them live here."

Oh, what can I say?He could not refuse the woman's good intentions, but only pretended to be embarrassed and embarrassed to ask, "I don't know who this sister is."When my master asks, I can't tell him about it today."

The indifferent woman just laughed, but the maid next to her replied in a not-so-standard Chinese: "This is our great sweat of the big Fujin, we build the state of the princess."

The concatenation of wild boar skins?There were four concubines in the wild boar skin, the first three were already dead, and this one was so young and so beautiful in front of him, Abahé!

Damned wild boar skin, he is now more than fifty years old, his concediv is only twenty years old - yes, it is 11 years old to marry the wild boar skin, twelve years old was made of a big stomach, a thirty, azig, Dorgon, Doze Abahe.She is famous, no worse than Yeh's and treble.But her fate is no better than that.

“Are you Abby?”After Zhou Qingfeng thought clearly, he blurted out the name of the indifferent woman.

Real women are not Han Chinese, not so much rules.To Zhou Qingfeng directly called his name, the indifferent woman just smiled, but also kiss.Zhou Qingfeng immediately "snake with the stick", affectionately shouted: "Abahai sister is really beautiful."You haven’t had breakfast yet.My white bread is delicious.Oh, yeah!I also have canned fruit, sweet and sweet, and I promise you haven't eaten it."

The glass bottle of canned fruit is crystal clear, and it is placed on the table to reveal its excellent taste, which is much higher than the coarse porcelain wooden bowl.The remaining soup by Zhou Qingfeng also emits the sweetness of eating flavors, but it makes people smell and open their appetite.

When the maid took the canned bottle, she was also careful to break it, pouring out half a bowl of sugar water in front of Abah.As if afraid of poison, the maid herself also tried a small half in advance, and immediately opened her eyes in her mouth, and her eyes were wide open, and she was surprised to an unimaginable point.

Abahe knew that his maid was also a person who had seen the market, and it was quite moving to see that his reaction was so great.Her sense of expectation in her heart quickly increased, she took up the bowl and smelled it, and it was delicious, which moistened her heart, so she smiled and asked, “What is this?”

“Jin Yushu!”He shouted that he was absolutely embarrassed when he was forced.