Farmer's Little Girl

Chapter 95

The kettle brought by Lang on Friday is very large. It was originally used to boil water and take a bath at home.

The other one is smaller.

On Friday, Lang Sheng had a fire. He knew that it would take a long time for the bone to taste. However, it was still early and it was still a long time before dinner. He was not in a hurry.

So as soon as the fire rose, he let the old six see the fire. He went opposite to find firewood.

Cooking soup costs firewood, and if they find more, they can leave some here for tomorrow, or take it home directly. Anyway, there is not too much.

Man Bao was also curious about this and that. Urged by Keke, he followed Lang around the forest on Friday, dug some unfamiliar plants and threw them to Keke, regardless of whether they have been included in the system.

The water boiled and rolled the bones, slowly boiling out the oil and water inside.

On Friday, Lang cut the kilogram of fat meat with a little lean meat into pieces and threw them into the pot until the fragrance floated out and the faint meat fragrance floated in the air. He threw the cut radish in and covered it and continued to boil.

The labourers who had slowly taken the road out smelled the meat smell floating slowly, and their stomachs cried for a while. They all felt that their hands and feet were a little soft, and they were out of mind.

The messenger shook a whip and shouted, "don't work quickly. It's still a long time to leave the meal. Hurry up!"

In fact, it's not long. We only eat two meals on weekdays, but the work to be done in the service is very heavy. We will give three time periods to eat every day.

Early food basically depends on the dry food brought from home. The Yamen will provide late food at noon and later. However, the amount is very small. Most of them still have to eat the dry food brought from home.

Some people can't take so much at once. Every ten days, the Yamen will take a half day holiday to let people go home to get dry food. The county yamen doesn't want Lao Ding to die on the road.

The reduction of the local population will also affect the performance evaluation of county magistrates.

Finally, the rice deliverer arrived, and the officials were already hungry. They knocked on the gong and asked people to take their own dishes and chopsticks to get the steamed bread.

Everyone scattered and ran a little faster than usual.

After receiving the steamed bread, everyone went back and went to Wulang's stove. They didn't say whether to buy it or not. At least the cold steamed bread should be delicious.

On Wednesday Lang wanted to go, but he ran a little slower. When it was his turn to take the steamed bread, the workmates had already run ahead.

After receiving a steamed bun, he also ran there.

Dispatchers stood calmly and supervised everyone to receive steamed buns. After receiving one, they checked a person's sign. Only in this way can they not receive mixed steamed buns, and the rest of the steamed buns are theirs.

The messenger who came to deliver the meal also smelled the meat smell in the air and asked, "where is this from?"

The official said, "a laborer's family was worried about his hardship and made it specially."

The official sneered, "is this too much money to spend? With this money, it's better to pay for service. "

"Five liang of silver, not a rich family. Who can afford it?" The poor official said, "that's also a poor family, that is, the family will love people more."

The inquirer stopped asking, but told them, "keep an eye on them. Don't make trouble. The next county served last year. It is said that some labourers can't stand running away. Hum, they are all people with names and surnames recorded in the book. If they can run away from the monk, can they even run away from the temple? As a result, two yamen servants were injured. Don't let the people under your hand revolt. "

"Don't worry, they are all honest."

After the official explained, he watched the rice delivery man go. Then he took the rest of the cold steamed bread and touched his bowl.

Although they are officials, in fact, they eat the same food as the labourers. The only difference is that the labourers have to bring dry food from their homes to barely get full, but they don't need it. They basically live on the steamed buns sent by the Yamen.

It's also cold steamed bread and cold water.

Only the two groups of poor officials assigned to the county and town are better treated, and some of their richer colleagues will bring some meat buns.

Man Bao had already been waiting. As soon as the Gong rang, she asked Lang to make the thickest soup on Friday. There were several pieces of meat and radish in it.

Then she put it aside and planned to leave it to her favorite third brother.

As soon as she put the bowl on the donkey cart, the workers rushed over there. They were very fast, but when they got to the stove, they just stretched their necks and didn't buy it.

On Friday, Lang had sold things in the county, so he had the cheek to greet them, "brother, do you want to buy a bowl to try?"

A laoding shouted, "is there real meat or fake meat? Don't lie to us. "

But the nose sucked the thick meat smell from the air and couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

One of them just squeezed up and wanted to see the meat in the kettle with his own eyes. He acted rudely, bumped Zhou LIULANG standing next to him and almost fell to the ground.

Man Bao looks at this scene and doesn't know why. He is suddenly afraid.

Koko also clanged in her mind and warned, "host, you have to calm people down."

A group of hungry workers behind the man saw that he had knocked people down, and their hands were about to touch the spoon. They couldn't help but move forward and squeeze forward.

On Friday, Lang's face changed slightly. He didn't care to help his brother. He grabbed the big spoon held by the laoding and didn't let him do it.

Man Bao had rushed from the donkey cart like a calf, but a few steps away, she rushed to the laoding's leg and looked up at him, "brother Lu, do you want to buy broth? Two Wen for a bowl. It's hot. "

Bai Shanbao, who had just learned to burn a fire and was squatting in front of the kettle, didn't know when to stand at Lang's feet on Friday. He raised his cat like face and looked at the laoding, revealing a row of millet teeth. "Brother Lu, we cooked this broth ourselves. It's fragrant and fragrant. You must have never had such a good drink before. When you go home after service, you can bring a bowl back to your son."

Man Bao said, "and your father and your mother."

The two children happened to ask him. They have a good memory, so they remember his name and his family.

Lu Da lowered his head to look at the two children. The children's eyes were pure and looked at him. His eyes were black. A false panic suddenly rose in his heart. His subordinates consciously touched it in his pocket, took out two Wen and said, "well, I'll buy a bowl to try."

Yes, he was supposed to buy soup. It's nice to have a hot drink on such a cold day, and two Wen is not expensive.

Man Bao took the money, raised his head and smiled sweetly at him, asking the fifth brother to bring him soup.

On Friday, Lang's palm was sweating. At this time, he took Lu Da's bowl with a smile, stirred the soup and beat him a bowl.

As soon as everyone saw that someone had bought it, they didn't rush forward. Of course, they were not in a hurry to buy it. Instead, they looked at Lu Da and wanted to hear his evaluation.

Although two Wen is not a lot of money and everyone can afford it, it has to be worth it.

Lu Da carefully took a long breath, his eyes were slightly bright, and said with a smile: "it's very good to drink."

When someone familiar with him crowded around him and saw that there were oil flowers and a piece of meat in the soup, his eyes lit up and crowded up to fight.