"But bacon?"
Madam Song said curiously, but the people in Kyoto did not have this skill.
But she had heard it mentioned before by an official lady who had returned from a recent appointment.
"Yes, my wet nurse is not from Kyoto. People in her hometown make some bacon during the Chinese New Year so that the meat can be stored longer."
It's not easy for Jiang Wan to throw the meat into the space to keep it fresh. They are probably the only ones who have this trouble.
After all, whether it is Ren Bang, Pan Hongyan, Lin Tingyu or the others, they all have a lot of people, and the meat will be gone after a few meals.
"But we won't."
Song Jiuli sighed, hating that she only knew how to eat, drink and have fun before and learned nothing.
When he was in exile, he only knew how to hold back. Fortunately, his eldest brother was lucky and married a good sister-in-law.
Otherwise, their whole family will starve to death.
"I teach you."
Jiang Wan smiled slightly and started to marinate the bacon with Song Jiuli and Mrs. Song.
Song Jiuchi consciously picked up some firewood within the visible range of the officials. Jiang Wan found a place against the stone wall and built a simple support around it.
All the meat was hung in strips around, and then a small fire was lit.
"You guys should rest first, I'll keep watch."
Jiang Wan asked everyone to rest. Song Jiuyuan was reluctant, but facing Jiang Wan's firm eyes, he could only sigh:
"Then I'll keep watch for half the night."
"Fine."
Jiang Wan didn't refuse. At worst, she would rest in the middle of the night.
Over there, Hua Xiao didn't have the time to pay attention to Jiang Wan's movements because she was injured, but it made things easier for her.
After everyone fell asleep, Jiang Wan quietly moved all the meat into the space, found a place in the space and lit a fire.
While the bacon was smoking, she harvested the crops on the side, wheat corn and sweet potatoes.
By the time she put it away, the bacon had almost been smoked and shaped. Jiang Wan quietly walked out of the space with the meat and hung it up neatly.
Jiang Wan yawned, and out of boredom, she took out some herbs from the space and squatted there to grind them.
I don't know how long it took, but Song Jiuyuan's soft voice sounded in my ears, "Jiang Wan, you should rest."
His biological clock was on time. Jiang Wan casually put the herbs into her backpack and fell asleep leaning against the stone wall.
The next day Jiang Wan was awakened by Song Jiuli's exclamation, "Oh my God, is this meat really taking shape?"
Jiang Wan opened her eyes and saw that the smoked bacon not far away was in pieces, hard on the outside, even though the meat was still tender in the middle.
But if you put it in a backpack and a barrel for a while, the meat will not spoil.
"Your sister-in-law is still smart, hurry up and pack up, we will be on our way soon."
Madam Song hurriedly called Song Jiuchi for help, and Jiang Wan pulled out the sweet potatoes that had been buried in the middle of the night from the side of the fire.
"No need to make breakfast."
This is a sweet potato that has been suffocated by warm dusty soil. When you break open the skin of the sweet potato, the sugar inside becomes as thick as honey.
After another simple meal, before leaving, Jiang Wan and the others put the meat into a wooden barrel and covered it with an oilcloth.
Even though it attracted a lot of coveted eyes, Jiang Wan didn't care. Anyone who dared to take food from her tiger's mouth should be prepared to be beaten severely.
"Mom, they are so meaty."
Song Yang's eyes were fixed on Jiang Wan's cart, and he swallowed with salivation.
Madam Song San was also moved, but her eyes touched the crazy mother-in-law in front of her and Song Laoer, who was screaming in pain all over. She patted Song Yang on the head.
"Have you seen your grandmother and second uncle?"
"I saw it."
Song Yang pursed his lips, and Madam Song Sanniang said hurriedly: "If you want to end up like this, go and make trouble with your aunt."
Song Yang's little body trembled. The little bully who used to be fearless has changed a lot now.
However, his good cousin Song Chen was not so sensible. Since he lost his wife and concubine, he was honest for a while.
Tasting a little meaty starch last night, his heart became excited again, and he didn't dare to provoke Jiang Wan, but that didn't mean that he could still be honest.
Not far away, Hua Xiao, who was being patiently taken care of by Hua Daddy, fell into Song Chen's eyes. Although there was no wild boar meat, Hua Daddy was a farmer, honest and hard-working, and could also hunt.
Therefore, what Huaxiao is eating now is hare. Hua's father puts the herbal medicine on Huaxiao's arm distressedly and frowns to persuade her.
"Xiaoxiao, listen to dad. When we get to the next town, let's get a guide to settle in, okay?"
He really didn't want to see his daughter suffer anymore.
"Dad, I have my own idea."
Hua Xiao shook her head reluctantly. People in ancient times were pedantic, and their parents had a strong desire to control.
Is it wrong for her to want to pursue her own happiness?
Thinking like this, she looked longingly at the carriage not far away. Lin Tingyu didn't show up in the carriage at all.
"Xiaoxiao, why are you so stubborn?"
Father Hua was so angry that his heart ached, "You and he are very different in status. Can this noble young master like us?"
Mr. Lin is so handsome, even if he falls in love with Xiaoxiao, would his parents and relatives be willing for him to marry a country girl?
"Dad, do you look down on me too?"
Hua Xiao's eye circles turned red again. The ancients were really hopeless. She must rely on the modern knowledge in her mind to thrive in ancient times.
"Xiaoxiao, dad is not looking down on you, he is just worried that you will be bullied."
"Leave me alone."
Hua Xiao turned her head away and didn't listen to Hua's father. She was from the modern time. How could the heroine back down so easily?
If Jiang Wan knew what she was thinking, he might not be able to help but laugh. Maybe Hua Xiao didn't know that her heroine's plot was already crooked because of Jiang Wan's appearance.
I thought that when I continued on my way, Hua Xiao would not follow, but I didn't expect that she would still follow firmly.
There was a downhill road ahead, which was not easy to walk on. Jiang Wan and Song Jiuli also helped push the cart.
"Let's slow down and let them pass first."
Lin Tingyu opened the carriage curtain, glanced outside, and told Butler Lin.
Not only them, but also the carriage of Taifu and others stopped.
After going down a steep slope, a flat road was revealed in front of them. Jiang Wan relaxed a little.
"Heifeng Ridge is ahead. Please be careful. There is a Black Wind Village over there. I heard that the people inside are vicious."
Ren Bang rode his horse and shouted several times in front and back of the team, with the purpose of asking everyone to walk in a low-key manner and not draw attention to themselves.
However, Jiang Wan's heart beat faster!
Black Wind Ridge and Black Wind Village, aren't those the Sixth Prince's people?
On the surface, these people are bandits who commit all kinds of evil, but in fact, they are the secret sentinels of the Sixth Prince.
What excited Jiang Wan the most was that Black Wind Stronghold was not just a bandit den, but deep inside Black Wind Stronghold was the weapons arsenal of the Sixth Prince! ! !
Dafeng was not allowed to smelt iron privately, and the sixth prince had made sufficient preparations for the throne.
Jiang Wan gently rubbed the edge of her backpack with her fingertips, her eyes shining with determination.
Sorry, Sixth Prince, I will collect this arsenal for you first!
