Of course, with so many people working in the fields at the same time, a new problem soon arose, that is, they did not have enough tools!
Some refugees who knew how to be a carpenter discovered this and spontaneously went to cut down trees and made tools such as rakes.
As a result, when this plow was discovered by the supervisor who was responsible for calculating working hours, he immediately felt like a treasure! After asking who made it, he immediately decided to arrange for him to make the tool!
From now on, he only needs to concentrate on making tools every day, and he will get more work points than others who plow the land for a day!
After discovering that there was a shortcut to earning work points, other skilled refugees also started to think about it and ran to ask the stewards if they could also exchange their skills for money.
Of course, the answer they got was certain!
So soon, it was not just the strong laborers working in the fields who were busy outside the city.
In the open space, bricklayers were busy building simple houses for the refugees, weavers were making clothes, stonemasons were repairing city walls, blacksmiths were making hoes and shovels, etc...
Many craftsmen who escaped from the disaster also received more generous rewards with their own hands.
However, some people in this world are happy, while others are sad!
Seeing that other craftsmen can earn high work points and do easy work, a few music craftsmen can only grit their teeth and continue to dig the ground with hoe after hoe!
There's no way, Xiao Han doesn't like listening to music, and neither does the fat county magistrate!
The manager who was in charge of keeping work points liked it, but after watching their performance, this bastard not only didn't give them an extra half a work point, but actually wiped it clean and deducted several more points!
The reason is that they didn't hoe the ground deep enough...
But there is a lesson from heaven!
They have been practicing crafts since they were young. When have these delicate, white hands ever done the work of swinging a hoe?
After just a few days, my hands were covered with blood blisters, and even the slightest touch would cause a heartbreaking pain!
But even so, they still can't give up their jobs, because those stewards really know how to do it well! If they don't work, they will really go hungry! Compared with the horror of hunger, the physical fatigue and pain
, but it’s nothing.
"Mom! I earned another twelve work points today, which is more than Uncle Mo next door earns!"
As the sun set and the day's work ended, the little boy jumped back to his and his mother's temporary home with a large account book in his arms. Before he even entered the door, he was already shouting with excitement!
"Ah, Yaozi is back?"
Hearing her son's cries of joy, the woman, who had already recovered somewhat, pushed open the wooden door and happily stretched out her hands to hold her son in her arms.
This mother and son who live in a newly renovated house are the same mother and son who were rescued by the fat man!
After they were given porridge by the fat man that day, due to excessive physical damage, after raising them for three consecutive days, the little boy's mother could only barely walk on the ground and could not do heavy work at all.
Seeing that everyone else was getting ready to work in the fields to earn food for the next meal, the weak woman was anxious and frightened, and almost fell down again!
Fortunately, at this time, the fat man passed by here again. After some understanding, he found that the little boy could actually write and count, and his calculations were pretty good, at least better than him!
So, the fat man recommended him to the steward so that he could help him record some work matters and provide them with their own information. Earn some food and live a better life.
At first, the steward was somewhat reluctant when he saw that the little boy was only so old but still skinny. He only agreed to give it a try because of the fat man's face.
As a result of this test, he immediately discovered that this little boy was actually a treasure!
Because this young boy can not only clearly remember the work done by the refugees, but he can also classify the various craftsmen in an orderly manner!
Compared with the little boy's beautiful account book, the account book that I had worked so hard to create was just a pile of garbage, and it was so miserable!
So from then on, there was an extra tail behind the steward's butt, and he would take the little boy with him wherever he went.
Moreover, the steward, who knew that if he wanted the horse to run, he had to give the horse more grass, he also took advantage of his position to raise the little boy's work points as high as those of a craftsman, so that he could support himself and his mother alone without any problem.
.
"Come in and take a rest. Are you exhausted today?"
Rubbing her thin cheek on her son's slightly yellow hair, the woman smiled and asked her son.
"Not tired! Not tired!" The little boy chuckled, then raised his leg to show off, and said, "Mom, look, these are the shoes that the steward just gave me today. He said that I always follow him everywhere.
Wearing straw sandals can easily damage your feet, so I had these shoes specially made for me.”
"Ah? Really?" When the woman heard this, she looked down at her son's feet in surprise.
Sure enough, my son's pair of tattered straw sandals had disappeared, replaced by a pair of brand new soft-soled cloth shoes.
"anything else!"
When the little boy saw his mother's surprised look, his little vanity was immediately greatly satisfied, and his spiritual eyes narrowed into a crescent moon.
He first looked to see if there was no one around, then quickly pushed his mother into the house. After closing the door, he mysteriously took out a piece of something wrapped in oil paper from his arms and showed off in a low voice.
"Mom, look! The steward even gave me a piece of bacon as a reward!"
"Bacon?"
"Yeah! It's such a big piece! Let's add some when cooking porridge tonight, and give some to Uncle Mo and the others! He has helped us a lot these days! It's a pity that the fat uncle didn't come, he must love meat most...
…”
"Who said I didn't come?!"
In the room, the little boy was still thinking about how to distribute the piece of bacon in his hands, but outside the door, a hearty laugh rang out.
"Uncle Fat?"
Suddenly hearing this hearty laughter, the little boy in the room was startled for a moment, and then a wave of ecstasy from the heart surged onto his face!
"Uncle Fatty, why are you here?"
With a scream, the little boy stuffed the bacon in his hands into his mother's arms, hurriedly opened the door, and rushed out in a hurry.
"Hey, what are you calling uncle? Call me brother!" Seeing the little boy rushing out, the fat man laughed and reached out to catch him. Then he habitually rubbed the boy's head a few times and combed the boy with great difficulty.
His hair looked like a chicken coop again, so he stopped with satisfaction.
"Uncle Fat... No, Brother Fat, why are you here?"
The little boy didn't care that the fat man messed up his hair. With a pair of ecstatic eyes, he just stared at the benefactor who pulled him out of the abyss of despair! Of course, with so many people working in the fields at the same time, new ones soon came.
The problem arises, that is, they don’t have enough tools!
Some refugees who knew how to be a carpenter discovered this and spontaneously went to cut down trees and made tools such as rakes.
As a result, when this plow was discovered by the supervisor who was responsible for calculating working hours, he immediately felt like a treasure! After asking who made it, he immediately decided to arrange for him to make the tool!
From now on, he only needs to concentrate on making tools every day, and he will get more work points than others who plow the land for a day!
After discovering that there was a shortcut to earning work points, other skilled refugees also started to think about it and ran to ask the stewards if they could also exchange their skills for money.
Of course, the answer they got was certain!
So soon, it was not just the strong laborers working in the fields who were busy outside the city.
In the open space, bricklayers were busy building simple houses for the refugees, weavers were making clothes, stonemasons were repairing city walls, blacksmiths were making hoes and shovels, etc...
Many craftsmen who escaped from the disaster also received more generous rewards with their own hands.
However, some people in this world are happy, while others are sad!
Seeing that other craftsmen can earn high work points and do easy work, a few music craftsmen can only grit their teeth and continue to dig the ground with hoe after hoe!
There's no way, Xiao Han doesn't like listening to music, and neither does the fat county magistrate!
The manager who was in charge of keeping work points liked it, but after watching their performance, this bastard not only didn't give them an extra half a work point, but actually wiped it clean and deducted several more points!
The reason is that they didn't hoe the ground deep enough...
But there is a lesson from heaven!
They have been practicing crafts since they were young. When have these delicate, white hands ever done the work of swinging a hoe?
After just a few days, my hands were covered with blood blisters, and even the slightest touch would cause a heartbreaking pain!
But even so, they still can't give up their jobs, because those stewards really know how to do it well! If they don't work, they will really go hungry! Compared with the horror of hunger, the physical fatigue and pain
, but it’s nothing.
"Mom! I earned another twelve work points today, which is more than Uncle Mo next door earns!"
As the sun set and the day's work ended, the little boy jumped back to his and his mother's temporary home with a large account book in his arms. Before he even entered the door, he was already shouting with excitement!
"Ah, Yaozi is back?"
Hearing her son's cries of joy, the woman, who had already recovered somewhat, pushed open the wooden door and happily stretched out her hands to hold her son in her arms.
This mother and son who live in a newly renovated house are the same mother and son who were rescued by the fat man!
After they were given porridge by the fat man that day, due to excessive physical damage, after raising them for three consecutive days, the little boy's mother could only barely walk on the ground and could not do heavy work at all.
Seeing that everyone else was getting ready to work in the fields to earn food for the next meal, the weak woman was anxious and frightened, and almost fell down again!
Fortunately, at this time, the fat man passed by here again. After some understanding, he found that the little boy could actually write and count, and his calculations were pretty good, at least better than him!
So, the fat man recommended him to the steward so that he could help him record some work matters and provide them with their own information. Earn some food and live a better life.
At first, the steward was somewhat reluctant when he saw that the little boy was only so old but still skinny. He only agreed to give it a try because of the fat man's face.
As a result of this test, he immediately discovered that this little boy was actually a treasure!
Because this young boy can not only clearly remember the work done by the refugees, but he can also classify the various craftsmen in an orderly manner!
Compared with the little boy's beautiful account book, the account book that I had worked so hard to create was just a pile of garbage, and it was so miserable!
So from then on, there was an extra tail behind the steward's butt, and he would take the little boy with him wherever he went.
Moreover, the steward, who knew that if he wanted the horse to run, he had to give the horse more grass, he also took advantage of his position to raise the little boy's work points as high as those of a craftsman, so that he could support himself and his mother alone without any problem.
.
"Come in and take a rest. Are you exhausted today?"
Rubbing her thin cheek on her son's slightly yellow hair, the woman smiled and asked her son.
"Not tired! Not tired!" The little boy chuckled, then raised his leg to show off, and said, "Mom, look, these are the shoes that the steward just gave me today. He said that I always follow him everywhere.
Wearing straw sandals can easily damage your feet, so I had these shoes specially made for me.”
"Ah? Really?" When the woman heard this, she looked down at her son's feet in surprise.
Sure enough, my son's pair of tattered straw sandals had disappeared, replaced by a pair of brand new soft-soled cloth shoes.
"anything else!"
When the little boy saw his mother's surprised look, his little vanity was immediately greatly satisfied, and his spiritual eyes narrowed into a crescent moon.
He first looked to see if there was no one around, then quickly pushed his mother into the house. After closing the door, he mysteriously took out a piece of something wrapped in oil paper from his arms and showed off in a low voice.
"Mom, look! The steward even gave me a piece of bacon as a reward!"
"Bacon?"
"Yeah! It's such a big piece! Let's add some when cooking porridge tonight, and give some to Uncle Mo and the others! He has helped us a lot these days! It's a pity that the fat uncle didn't come, he must love meat most...
…”
"Who said I didn't come?!"
In the room, the little boy was still thinking about how to distribute the piece of bacon in his hands, but outside the door, a hearty laugh rang out.
"Uncle Fat?"
Suddenly hearing this hearty laughter, the little boy in the room was startled for a moment, and then a wave of ecstasy from the heart surged onto his face!
"Uncle Fatty, why are you here?"
With a scream, the little boy stuffed the bacon in his hands into his mother's arms, hurriedly opened the door, and rushed out in a hurry.
"Hey, what are you calling uncle? Call me brother!" Seeing the little boy rushing out, the fat man laughed and reached out to catch him. Then he habitually rubbed the boy's head a few times and combed the boy with great difficulty.
His hair looked like a chicken coop again, so he stopped with satisfaction.
"Uncle Fat... No, Brother Fat, why are you here?"
The little boy didn't care that the fat man messed up his hair. With a pair of ecstatic eyes, he just stared at the benefactor who pulled him out of the abyss of despair!
