Yan Yu and the others arrived early, so they couldn't wait any longer.
After several children discussed it, they asked Uncle Feng to tell them and let them do some temporary work here to earn some pocket money.
Feng Danian asked someone to talk to them. He saw that they were a group of children and said that they only had the capacity of one adult, so he nodded.
It was rare that the difficult ones among the auxiliary soldiers remained silent.
Several children stayed in the camp.
Clearing snow, pulling tents, driving wood piles, digging holes, building stoves... there is nothing these boys can't do, and they can do anything they do.
Because they learn everything quickly, work quickly, and only occupy one person's position. Even if they occasionally run away after pheasants, the person in charge pretends not to have seen them.
Unexpectedly, these country boys are really good at catching pheasants.
Be sensible!
So sensible!
There was an extra meal at the camp that day. A pot of chicken soup was so cooked that the meat almost melted in the pot.
Two skinny chicken legs were sent to the steward’s tent by Feng Danian.
The latter returned the reward for the first time.
Feng Danian handed a few coins to the waiter of the Yan family with a complicated expression.
Yan Yu took it with a smile and transferred it directly to her younger brother.
Liang Fengnian took out a cloth bag from nowhere. When he opened it, he found a thick notebook. He found a charcoal pen and jotted it down on the spot.
Feng Danian listened to the laughter and joyful performance of these boys.
Who discovered the chicken first, who surrounded it, who got off the rope...if he didn't catch it, and who pounced on it in the end.
“The chicken... why did you share it with everyone? It fell on you, and you didn’t even take a few mouthfuls of soup. Next time you hide it outside and eat it.” Feng Danian couldn’t help but say.
Yan Yugang interrupted and said to Liang Fengnian, "The chicken is mine." Then he turned around and said, "The older people are watching, and it's not good to eat alone. Besides, if we come here, my cousin and you will lose your wages. Let's be sensible. Cousin, you can be a good person in the auxiliary army."
Feng Danian couldn't help but said: "When I come back from my hometown, I might not be able to work here."
Yan Yu blinked, but before she could speak, Xiaozizi said first: "Uncle Feng Biao, don't feel bad, these little things are nothing. You see, after drinking that chicken soup today, the expressions of those uncles changed when they saw us. You also teach us how to work to save energy. That chicken is not free. When we get close to each other again, ask them where they live. Maybe we will do business in their village in the future."
These are not boys who have never seen the world.
Especially the big dog and the little dog, their mother Cui Niangzi taught them through words and deeds. When it comes to dealing with people, Yan Yu said that she is the first among the boy scouts, and the two of them must be tied for second.
Da Gouzi: "Mother is saying that she won't be able to receive much mountain goods. Hey, when we get more familiar with it, I'll tell them where my shop is."
He then said to the other children: "You all have to help me. Did the hazelnuts last time fragrant? They were oily. When my mother receives them again, we can fry them and eat them."
Wang Dahu nodded while reminiscing: "Yes, yes, the hazelnuts are oily and delicious when chewed."
Several children nodded with yearning expressions on their faces.
Yan Yu was confused.
Pointing to his nose, he asked, “Why didn’t I eat?”
Hunter said as a matter of course, "Mom has already sent it to your home. You go home and ask, and I'm sure it's there."
Da Gouzi also said: "Maybe my aunt forgot to tell you."
Yan Yu remembered it and planned to look for the hazelnut when he returned home.
Feng Danian heard everything.
I said in my heart that I am still a child after all. I talk like a child, but sometimes my behavior is better than that of an adult.
“Xiaoer, help your cousin keep this.” Feng Danian handed over a money bag.
Yan Yu pinched and weighed it habitually.
He asked in a low voice: "Cousin, why are you so old? Haven't the heads of the family not been divided yet?"
Several children looked over curiously, staring at the money bag without covering it up, wanting to know how much was in it.
Feng Danian didn’t have any intention of going behind their backs. These children can no longer be treated as ordinary children.
"...There are some coins that were touched from Beirong's body. Everyone has a share. You should keep your mouth shut and don't tell outsiders." Feng Danian warned.
A few children nodded hurriedly.
Yan Yu understood that this was the benefit of being an auxiliary soldier.
It is indeed a hard job, and you have to do any kind of work, but when you fight in a war, you can make some money from dead people, especially if you win a war.
Feng Danian added: "When will the brick factory open the kiln? If I can't come back in time, waiter, you can help me worry about it and help my cousin buy a few carts of bricks."
“Do you want waste stone from the quarry?” Yan Yu asked.
“If you have it, I’ll do it.” Feng Danian hesitated and said.
“Uncle Feng Biao wants to build a house? How many rooms will he build?”
“Have you drawn a plot of land in the village? Which plot?”
Several children asked in unison.
Feng Danian was very patient and answered them one by one.
He also fell in love with the riverside and planned to become a neighbor with the third son of the village head Luo.
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The camp was set up the next day.
Feng Danian couldn't wait to see Yan Huaiwen. He paid his wages yesterday and left for his hometown.
At Yan Yu's strong request, his duties as auxiliary soldiers were not relieved, and they were temporarily shouldered by these little guys.
Yan Huaiwen was on his horse, and before he got close, he saw a few little heads poking around outside the tent.
The one with the extraordinarily fair face is his waiter, so who is it?
It was not until night that Yan Yu found the opportunity to sneak into his uncle's tent.
Suddenly a boy walked in, which startled Kang Er. He took a closer look and silently took back his outstretched hand.
The man got out of the tent very discerningly and stood outside to look out for the wind.
"Uncle, hey!" Yan Yu trotted over and brought out a bowl half full of roast mutton. After a closer look, he also sprinkled his family's usual seasonings.
“Where did it come from?” Yan Huaiwen asked calmly, picking up a piece with chopsticks and putting it into his mouth.
The roasting temperature is too high and the taste is slightly burnt.
Seeing him eating, Yan Yu opened her eyes and said, "General Wei brought a lot of cattle and sheep. The cattle are for the prince to eat. The tops of the sheep eat meat and the bottoms eat soup. I asked people about it. Uncle, you eat meat, and this is the best when it’s freshly roasted and hot. I also let Big Gouzi keep an eye on the dry food and deliver it as soon as it’s out of the pot, hehe!”
They are doing the same errands alone despite the strong winds, but they don’t need to work in one place.
Scattered at various posts in the camp.
Among them, Yan Yu and Da Gouzi were the most proficient, and the chief cook liked them, so he stayed.
But other auxiliary soldiers are envious of him.
Who doesn’t know that the best job in the military camp is cooking.
There is no oil or water in the big pot of rice? Then who scores.
The officials above always have some left over after eating well and drinking spicy food. It doesn’t matter who ends up with those spoonfuls and a half.
Yan Huaiwen also enjoyed the treatment of a cook camp.
There is a lot to say about this piece of meat, which piece can be divided, and when can it be eaten... This is reflected in it.
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Words outside the book: Zhai’s perfect attendance is gone, so the update time is much more arbitrary. Quantity and quality have to be accounted for equally. As we all know after reading the article for a long time, it becomes more difficult to write as you go to the end. Zhai is generally not good at writing, and some I couldn't figure it out at the time. A paragraph that was clearly written with great care was criticized as superficial, but a paragraph that was clearly written in a willful manner was said to be very well written. It is so difficult for readers and wives this year o(╥﹏╥)o
The update time is not fixed for the time being. If you don’t have time, write less and if you have time, write more. It’s not willful, but there is really no way to guarantee it~ My health is too bad and I can’t hold on to working for a long time 嘤嘤嘤(╥╯^╰╥)
I have had an extra day of rest and am very energetic~ I feel like I am alive hahaha~
After these two days of busy work, let’s see how the house performs~
Typos should be corrected first and then~