Lin Yi originally wanted to write and hand it over to Bazhentang at first, but in addition to the shopkeeper, the other chefs in Bazhentang were all ordinary people, and she didn't know if Qingju and Lucui were okay now, whether they would be in Bazhentang, so in the end, after careful consideration, she decided to write Zihuai's name, after all, Zihuai was full of poetry and books, quite brainy, and besides, his father was a county magistrate in Ninghe County, and he could also mobilize the resources that could be used to the greatest extent.

As for the heavy money, no matter how much Zi Huai spends, if he goes back this time, he will definitely pay him back, and he will never let him suffer.

In order to have more hope, Lin Yi cut the wooden strip into a small section, and then drilled a hole in the middle, tore the fabric on his clothes, and passed through the hole, looking at his special messenger wooden bolt, Lin Yi still felt not very satisfied, she thought about it, and used the cloth strip to weave a seven-velvet flower, which is the national flower of Rong Di, the color is snow-white, there is a strange fragrance, each flower has three petals, although it is not particularly beautiful, but it is particularly tough, even if it is on the cliff, it can grow.

After Lin Yi made the messenger plug, he nodded with satisfaction, then took some small wooden bolts, walked to the window, and threw them all into the water.

Seeing those small wooden bolts flowing into the distance with the water in a blink of an eye, Lin Yi had a little hope in his heart, although it was not easy for people to pick up these small wooden bolts and really take them to Zihuai, but as long as there was hope.

Lin Yi thought that one more wooden bolt would give him more hope, so when he was free, he went to cut wood under the small bed to make a wooden bolt.

I don't know how long she did, Lin Yi was hungry again, but the people outside didn't bring her food.

Lin Yi got up and walked to the door and knocked on the door.

"Shoot what?"

The man's vicious and impatient voice came, and then the door opened.

Lin Yi met the man's gaze without fear and said, "When the meal arrives, why don't you send food?" ”

The man said impatiently, "There's nothing to eat." ”

Lin Yi was speechless, glared at him and said, "Are you arresting me just to starve me?" I'm starving to death, see how you explain? ”

The man frowned, hesitated for a moment, and explained again: "It's true that there is no food, and it will be here in two days, you can bear with it." ”

”……“

I don't know that a few days later, she ate a bun, and they actually let her endure it, which is unreasonable.

The man paused for a moment, then added, "We don't have anything to eat." ”

Lin Yi glanced at him, and saw that his eyes were a little blank, and his lips were a little pale. Well, it seems, they don't look like they're lying.

Combined with what Zihuai said before, Rong Di had a natural disaster last year and a poor grain harvest, so he arrested the prince of Tianchi Kingdom and wanted to extort a sum.

It seems that the natural disaster in Rong Di Kingdom is much more serious than she imagined.

Lin Yi glanced outside, and when he saw that it was dark outside, he asked, "It's dark and this boat won't leave, right?" ”

The man was stunned for a moment, immediately stared at Lin Yi vigilantly, and said viciously: "Don't try to play any tricks, this ship is full of our people, and you can't escape." “

Lin Yi glanced at him and said, "I'm so hungry that I can't walk now, where else can I flee?" ”

The man thought about it, snorted coldly, and prepared to close the door.

Lin Yi stepped forward quickly, against the door panel, the man's face turned dark, and he stretched out his hand to hit her, Lin Yi only felt a sharp palm wind coming.