Even Jade sitting inside the sedan was too hot to use a fan to fan herself, let alone the soldiers walking outside.
The eldest brother poured some cold water on himself and complained in annoyance.
"They say Qiu Tiger, Qiu Tiger, this tiger is so powerful! It doesn't even allow us to move things."
Another soldier echoed what the elder brother said.
"It would be nice if I could have some ice water to drink today. I don't want Miss Fubao's ice cream, sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing, or anything like that. I'm happy with the sour plum soup."
These words caused laughter from the surrounding soldiers.
"I think you are going crazy because you want to drink sour plum soup. You are in the wilderness, where can I get you some sour plum soup?"
One of the soldiers pointed to the creek nearby.
"It's okay if you go over there and drink some cold water, or some sour plum soup? Don't even think about it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard sporadic sounds coming from the grass. Suddenly the jokers stopped joking and took out their long swords, staring at the grass with wary expressions.
"Who! Come out!"
The eldest brother shouted into the grass.
"It's me, Master Bing, and I'm just a hawker."
A short man emerged from the grass. He was carrying a heavy pole, and he didn't know what was inside. As soon as he saw these people, he put the pole on the ground and faced it.
He saluted the soldiers.
And this hawker is none other than Wang San.
"So it's you, what are you doing here?"
The eldest brother put his sword back and told the others to rest.
"I have met this person before. He worked in a mine a few years ago."
He said and looked at the man with some confusion.
"Aren't you always at the mine? Are you going home to visit relatives today?"
The vendor shook his head and opened the pole. What was inside was a squeeze bucket of sour plum soup.
"I have stopped working in the mines a long time ago. The mines are too dangerous. Just bury people if you say you want to. My family is a single generation and I don't have a son yet. I can't let my family's incense be cut off in my hands. Later and
As soon as I figured it out, I just came out and sold sour plum soup."
While he was talking, a bowl of sour plum soup had been filled and brought to the eldest brother.
"Today is my first day selling sour plum soup, and I happened to meet Mr. Bing. If you don't mind it, please try my sour plum soup."
On such a hot day, the water in the stream was so hot that it was almost like boiling water. The more the soldiers drank, the thirstier they became. Looking at the sweet and cool sour plum soup in front of them, it was Big Brother.
He couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
After seeing the sour plum soup, he finally took his eyes away from the sour plum soup.
"If you don't drink, don't drink. We have to be on our way soon. If your sour plum soup is not clean, won't we get sick if we drink it? It will delay us."
Wang San said to his elder brother with a smile on his face.
"My sour plum soup is absolutely delicious, and there is nothing unclean in it. Lord Bing, you actually know me, so the two of us can be regarded as old acquaintances. I will give this bowl of sour plum soup to honor Lord Bing. If Lord Bing finishes drinking it,
If you think it tastes good, take care of my business and let other soldiers buy some of my sour plum soup to try."
After all, it turned out to be to get them to buy Wang San's sour plum soup.
I am not afraid that Wang San has a purpose, but I am afraid that Wang San has no purpose. Several people nearby heard what Wang San said, and they all said to the elder brother.
"Since he knows Big Brother, let's all take care of Big Brother's business. Big Brother, please don't be polite to us this time. We are all willing to try his sour plum soup."
"this……"
The elder brother was a little hesitant.
Of course he also wanted to drink sour plum soup, but he always felt something was wrong in his heart. The ammunition matter was really too important, just in case something went wrong.
"Are you selling sour plum soup?"
Feicui sat in the sedan and waited for a long time. She couldn't wait for her elder brother to buy sour plum soup, so she couldn't help but get out of the sedan.
She glanced at Wang San and said.
"I sell sour plum soup. Would you like this lady to drink some of my sour plum soup? It's absolutely delicious, refreshing and relieves the heat!"
As Wang San said this, he gave Jade the sour plum soup that he had previously brought to his elder brother.
"Then I'll buy another bowl."
She took out a few pennies from her purse, handed it to Wang San, took the large bowl of sour plum soup and drank it.
After one bowl of it, my body, which was so hot that I couldn't stand it, became cooler.
Jade returned the bowl to Wang San.
"The sour plum soup you make is pretty good. Brother, why don't you try their sour plum soup. I tried it and it's really good and not expensive."
These soldiers became even more restless when they saw that Jade was drunk and nothing happened.
A soldier ran up to the elder brother and whispered.
"Brother, you see, Miss Jade is fine after drinking. If they really drugged the sour plum soup, Jade would have fainted long ago. Let's drink some sour plum soup."
After traveling for such a long time, everyone was hot and thirsty. The elder brother also knew that he couldn't stop them, so he simply waved his hand.
"Then just drink."
He took out half a tael of silver and gave it to the soldier and said.
"This time it's my invitation to you. Remember to bring me a bowl too."
The soldier took the silver, sighed happily and left.
Half a tael of silver was handed into Wang San's hand. Wang San smiled so hard that he could not see his teeth. He served bowls of sour plum soup to the soldiers. Some soldiers were in a hurry and there was no need for Wang San to serve them sour plum soup.
I took a bowl and went straight to the bucket to scoop it out.
It didn't take long for both barrels of sour plum soup to reach the bottom.
The soldiers burped comfortably, but when they turned around, they found that Wang San was still staying where he was.
"Wang San, why are you still here? Even if we want to drink it, you don't have any extra sour plum soup to sell to us."
The eldest brother smiled and said to Wang San.
Wang San heard this and picked up the pole, but did not leave. He just stood there and stared at his elder brother.
He smiled: "I was a little tired just now, so I just stood here to rest and wait a while before leaving."
He was also beating a drum in his heart, wondering whether the Mongolian sweat medicine given by the soldiers of the Si country would work.
It doesn't matter if Wang San can't walk, they are going to leave anyway. As soon as the elder brother stood up, he felt that his body was unsteady and he was about to fall down. He quickly held on to a big tree, but it didn't help.
Fell to the ground.
When he looked to the side, he saw that other soldiers were also fainting.
"This...this is..."
The elder brother, who had lost his strength due to the sweat medicine, muttered. He looked at Wang San who was still in the same place and refused to leave, and finally understood the truth of the matter.
"Wang San, you actually came with the Si people to plot against us!"
Wang San came to his elder brother with his hands tied and said helplessly...