Yan Yu and the others arrived early, so they couldn't wait any longer.
After some discussion, the children asked Uncle Feng to tell them and let them do some temporary work here to earn some pocket money.
Feng Danian found someone to talk to them. Seeing that they were a group of children, he said that they could only fill the gap of one adult, so he nodded.
It was rare that the difficult members of the auxiliary soldiers remained silent.
Several children stayed in the camp.
Clearing snow, pulling up tents, driving wood piles, digging holes, building stoves... there's nothing these guys can't do, and they can do anything they want.
Because they learn everything quickly, work quickly, and only occupy one person's position, even if they occasionally run away after a pheasant, the person in charge pretends not to notice.
Unexpectedly, these country boys are really good at catching pheasants.
sensible!
So sensible!
There was a snack 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, for the first time, returned the reward.
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 Fengnian 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 these boys laughing and joking about their achievements.
Who discovered the chicken first, who surrounded it, who got off the rope...if he missed it, and who pounced on it in the end.
"The chicken... why did you share it with everyone? If it falls on you, you won't have a few more sips of soup. Then next time you will hide out and eat it secretly." 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 looking at it, 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. Look at the expressions on those uncles' faces after we drank that chicken soup today.
He also taught us how to work to save energy. That chicken is not free. When we get close to each other again, we can ask them where they live. Maybe we can do business with them 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 teaches 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 have to be tied for second.
Dagouzi: "Mother is saying that she won't be able to get many mountain products. Hey, when we get more familiar with them, 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 smell good? 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?"
Couple Zi said matter-of-factly: "Mom sent it to your house a long time ago. You go home and ask, and you'll see if it's there."
Dagouzi 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.
He said in his heart that he is still a child after all, and he talks like a child, but sometimes he behaves like an adult, and he is really better than an adult.
"Xiaoer, help your cousin keep this." Feng Danian handed over a money bag.
Yan Yu pinched and weighed it out of habit.
He asked in a low voice: "Cousin, why are you so old? Haven't you still not divided the head money?"
Several children looked over curiously, staring at the money bag without covering it up, wanting to know how much was inside.
Feng Danian had no intention of going behind their backs.
These children can no longer be treated as ordinary children.
We have been on the battlefield, and they have also killed Beirong.
"...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.
Several 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 once you fight, you can make some money from dead people, especially if you win the war.
Feng Danian said again: "When will the brick factory open its 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.
"I want it." Feng Danian hesitated and said.
"Uncle Feng Biao wants to build a house? How many rooms?"
"Have you drawn any land in the village? Which one?"
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 chief Luo.
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The camp was set up the next day.
Feng Danian couldn't wait to see Yan Huaiwen, so he paid his wages yesterday and left for his hometown.
At Yan Yu's strong request, his duties as an auxiliary soldier remained, and they were temporarily shouldered by them.
Yan Huaiwen was on his horse, but before he got close, he saw a few little heads poking around outside the tent.
Among them, that little face with an extraordinarily fair face, who could it be if it wasn't his waiter?
It wasn't 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.
He was very discerning and got out of the tent and stood outside to look out.
"Uncle, hehe!" Yan Yu trotted over and brought out a bowl half full of roast mutton. He took a closer look and sprinkled his 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. This is the best when it’s freshly roasted and hot. I also let Dagouzi keep an eye on the dry food and deliver it as soon as it comes out of the pot, hehe!"
The few of them had to work alone in the windy weather, but they didn'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 the other auxiliary soldiers were envious of him.
Who doesn't know that the best job in the military camp is cooking.
There’s no oil or water in the big pot? Who gets the point?
The high-ranking officials always have some leftovers when they eat well and drink spicy food. It doesn’t matter who ends up with those extra spoonfuls and a half.
Yan Huaiwen also enjoyed the treatment of someone in the cook camp.
There is a lot to say about this portion of meat, which piece can be divided, and when can it be eaten... This is reflected in it.
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I couldn't figure it out at the time. A paragraph that was clearly written with great care was criticized for being flimsy. However, it was clearly written in a willful way and was said to be very well written. It is so difficult for readers and wives this year to understand o(╥﹏╥)o
The update time is not fixed for the time being. If you don’t have time, write less. If you have time, write more. It’s not arbitrary, 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. (╥╯^╰╥) I like salty
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