Chapter 485 Cai Sheng is missing
Chapter 485 Cai Sheng is missing
The gifts for Wu Ke and Huang Cuizhu were sent separately. One car sent them to the house in the city where Wu Ke was temporarily staying, and the other car sent them to the vineyard. Just as the housekeeper expected, the two of them were expectant when they heard that Song Chunlin was sending them gifts. But when they found out that Song Chunlin had given them a whole carriage full of gifts, their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Wu Ke pointed tremblingly at the gifts that filled his house and asked the delivery boy, "Are you sure you delivered the right things? There are so many things, are they all wedding gifts?"
The servant wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked Wu Ke to wait for a moment. Then he took out a long gift list from his pocket and checked it. After confirming that there was no problem with the types and quantities of the items, he smiled at Wu Ke.
"General Wu, here is the gift list. Please take a look."
Wu Ke took the gift list in a daze. Oh my God, he had never seen such a long gift list in his life. There were not only common fabrics on it, but also cotton, cotton mattresses and quilts. The fabrics were both plain and patterned, bright and elegant. It could be said that fabrics for men, women, young and old were all in it. If all of them were piled up, they might be taller than Wu Ke.
In addition to the clothes and blankets, there is also a set of blue and white porcelain tableware. There are a lot of these things in Song Chunlin's space. He specially chose two identical sets so that the dining table will look more harmonious in the future.
There is also an enamel basin with a lid in the tableware. In the past, every household used it to store lard. Although the material is outrageous, the print is beautiful and festive.
Equally festive was a washstand with a mirror. This type of washstand was also common in ancient times. What was less common was the mercury mirror inlaid on it and the enamel basin with double happiness characters printed on it underneath. These things really touched Wu Ke's heart. He imagined Huang Cuizhu standing in front of this washstand and washing herself, and the smile on the corners of his mouth was as sweet as honey.
Song Chunlin did not plan to stay in Baita City for long. His mission this time was to act as a messenger and bring some official documents to Dou Duhu, and then take them back after he got his reply. Dou Duhu spent a few days to process those documents. After Song Chunlin got them, he prepared to go home, said goodbye to General Cheng, and prepared to stay in the vineyard for another night and set off again early the next morning.
Song Chunlin didn't tell anyone when he left. He was afraid of being seen off by these people, so he left quietly before dawn, just like when he came. Fang Siyi made breakfast early in the morning and found that Song Chunlin didn't come out, so she knocked on the door, but no one answered. After going in, she only saw the note left by Song Chunlin.
"I'm going back!"
Fang Siyi looked at the freehand handwriting and couldn't help laughing.
"This kid still knows how to run away secretly."
Song Chunlin returned to the border even faster than when he came here. After entering the city, he did not go home, but found Gu Fengyue accurately. The two of them were like newlyweds after a short separation. As soon as they met, Gu Fengyue immediately dismissed everyone. The two hugged each other in the room for a long time, and finally came out with red and swollen lips.
Life at the border is much more dull than in the north. The barbarians already know the power of the explosives in Dajing's hands. In addition, with the two killing gods Gu Fengyue and Song Chunlin in charge, they dare not conflict with the Han people before obtaining the powerful weapon of explosives. If the two countries go to war again, they might become the next Jin Kingdom.
Without having to fight, life at the border is naturally boring. Song Chunlin's daily task is to patrol his territory. After coming back, he will have lunch with Gu Fengyue. If he has nothing to do in the afternoon, he will rest at home or go to Zhu Xiang for afternoon tea, which is at Zhu Xiang's own milk tea shop.
The idea of opening a milk tea shop was proposed by Song Chunlin, but he just opened his mouth. Zhu Xiang took care of everything, from product research and development to store location selection, raw material channels and even personnel training.
Song Chunlin didn't expect Zhu Xiang to be so omnipotent. He originally thought that the other party was just running it for fun, but when he saw the clean and bright storefront, the familiar furnishings, and the neatly arranged tea barrels, he suddenly had the illusion that he was not a time traveler, but the other party was.
The key is that the milk tea in Zhu Xiang's shop is quite delicious. I don't know if it's because they are made with real ingredients, but the milk flavor is mellow, the tea aroma is strong, and the sweetness is relatively light. It may be because sugar is more expensive here. In addition to sweet milk tea, there is also salty milk tea, and salty milk tea is more popular with locals than sweet milk tea. This is something that neither Song Chunlin nor Zhu Xiang expected.
Zhu Xiang buys milk directly from the herdsmen, and it is freshly squeezed every morning. Tea and sugar are brought by merchants from the south. The milk tea made with such good ingredients is naturally popular, and it soon becomes a fashionable item that is all the rage in the county. Men, women, young and old, as long as they have some spare money, like to buy a bamboo tube. Those who bring their own bamboo tube or water bag can get discounts.
Song Chunlin often saw merchants from other places buying a lot of things in the store with their water bags. They could drink this stuff on the road, which could refresh them and replenish calories at the same time. It was a must-have artifact for traveling merchants.
The ordinary days soon came to September, and Wu Ke and Huang Cuizhu's wedding was scheduled for early October. They had sent the wedding invitation to Song Chunlin last time. Song Chunlin was thinking about whether to bring Gu Fengyue with him. Anyway, with them around, those barbarians would definitely not dare to act rashly. They were fast and a round trip would only take about a week, which should be enough time.
However, at this moment, an urgent report came in, saying that Cai Sheng, who had been supervising the work on the mountain road, had disappeared with one of his apprentices. It was not clear whether they were kidnapped or lost in the mountains due to an explosion error.
Gu Fengyue's face turned pale. He looked coldly at the man kneeling on the ground and questioned him in a cold voice: "Cai Sheng has been here for three years without any trouble. Why did he get into trouble as soon as I came? How did you protect him? Don't you know how important he is to the entire Dajing?"
The man's legs trembled, but he still gritted his teeth and lowered his body even lower. He did not make excuses, but admitted his mistake directly.
Gu Fengyue gritted his teeth, knowing that now was not the time to deal with them. The most important thing now was to find Cai Sheng, and the best person to find was naturally Song Chunlin. Gu Fengyue knew that he had the ability to sense the other party's whereabouts in the shortest time, so his first reaction was to find Song Chunlin.
"Chunlin, I've already sent the others with a small group of elite soldiers. These people are used to confuse the enemy. You should walk faster and take another road directly to the mountains. No matter what the enemy's purpose is, they will definitely not let Cai Sheng die if they capture him. They should be safe now. Once you find him, don't alert the enemy. The most important thing is to find out the purpose of the person behind the scenes."
Song Chunlin nodded to indicate that he understood. He changed into the clothes he wore when doing farm work to keep a low profile. He set out immediately as soon as it got dark and rushed to the scene of the incident without stopping.
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