The cauldron brought by Wu Lang was quite big. It was originally placed at home to boil water for bathing.
The other soup maker is smaller.
Friday Lang lit a fire, knowing that it would take a long time for the bones to cook before they tasted good, but it was still early and there was still time before dinner, so he was in no hurry.
So as soon as the fire started, he asked Lao Liu to watch the fire while he went to look for firewood on the opposite side.
It takes a lot of firewood to make soup, and if they find too much, they can keep some here for tomorrow, or take it home directly. Anyway, there won't be too much.
Man Bao was also curious about this and that. Because of Keke's urging, he followed Wu Lang around in the forest and dug up many unfamiliar plants and threw them to Keke, regardless of whether they were already included in the system.
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The water is boiled and the bones are rolled, slowly boiling out the oil and water inside.
Wu Lang cut the pound of fat meat with a little lean meat into thin slices and threw them into the pot. Until the aroma wafted out and the faint smell of meat floated in the air, he threw away the cut radishes.
Go in, close the lid and continue cooking.
The laborers who had slowly walked out of the road smelled the smell of meat slowly drifting over, their stomachs growled, their hands and feet felt a little weak, and they suddenly became distracted.
The officer cracked his whip and shouted: "If you don't hurry up and start working, you will have to wait for a long time before eating. Hurry up!"
In fact, it hasn't been that long. Everyone only eats two meals on weekdays, but the work required in the military is very heavy, and three time periods are given for eating every day.
Basically, you have to bring dry food from home for breakfast. The Yamen will provide lunch and dinner later, but the portions are very small, so most of them still have to eat dry food brought from home.
Some people can't bring so much at once. Every ten days, the government will give them a half-day holiday to let people go home to get dry food. The county government doesn't want Laoding to die on the road.
The decrease in local population will also affect the performance evaluation of county magistrates.
The laborers tried their best, and finally the food delivery person arrived. The messenger was already hungry, so he knocked on the gong and asked people to bring their own bowls and chopsticks to receive the steamed buns.
Everyone dispersed with cheers and ran a little faster than usual.
After everyone received the steamed buns, they all walked back, heading towards Wu Lang and his family's stove. Not only did they want to buy it, but they at least wanted to smell the cold steamed buns and eat them to make them more delicious.
Zhou Lang also wanted to leave, but he ran a little slower. When it was his turn to get the buns, his co-workers were already ahead.
After receiving a steamed bun, he also ran over there.
The policeman stood aside with a sullen face and supervised everyone receiving the steamed buns. After receiving each bun, he would tick a person's sign. Only in this way would there be no confusion and the remaining steamed buns would belong to them.
The messenger who came to deliver the meal also smelled the smell of meat in the air and asked, "Where does this come from?"
The officer said: "There is a family member of Laoding who is worried about his hardship, so they made it specially."
The officer sneered, "Is this too much money and nowhere to spend it? With this money, it's better to pay for the labor."
"It's five taels of silver. If you're not from a rich family, who can afford this money?" The police officer said in a rare voice, "That's also a poor family, but the family members are more caring."
The officer who asked the question stopped asking, and just warned: "Keep an eye on them, and don't cause trouble. The county next door served in the army last year, and it is said that some laborers couldn't stand it and wanted to run away. Humph, they are all famous people recorded in the book.
A person with this surname can run away from a monk, but he can also run away from the temple? As a result, two government officials were injured. Don't let the people under your command also rebel."
"Don't worry, it won't happen. They are all very honest."
After the officer finished explaining, he watched the person who delivered the food leave, then took the remaining cold buns and touched his own bowl.
Although they are officials, in fact, they eat the same food as the working people. The only difference is that the working people have to bring dry food from their own homes to barely fill their stomachs, but they don't. They basically rely on the steamed buns sent by the Yamen.
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The same is true for cold steamed buns and cold water.
Only the two groups of police officers assigned to the county seat and the town received better treatment, and some colleagues whose families were relatively wealthy would bring some meat buns with them.
Man Bao had been waiting for a long time. When the gong sounded, she asked Wu Lang to make a bowl of the thickest soup, which contained several slices of meat and radishes.
Then she took it and put it aside, intending to leave it to her favorite third brother.
As soon as she put the bowl on the donkey cart, Laoding rushed over from the other side and arrived very quickly. But when they got to the stove, they only stretched their necks and looked around, not buying anything.
After all, Friday Lang had sold things in the county town, so he greeted them shamelessly, "Brother, do you want to buy a bowl and try it?"
One of the laodings said loudly: "Is it really meat, or is it fake? Don't lie to us."
But his nose inhaled the strong smell of meat in the air, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.
One of them simply pushed forward and wanted to see the meat in the cauldron with his own eyes. His actions were so rough that he staggered Liu Lang who was standing next to him and almost fell to the ground.
Man Bao looked at this scene and suddenly felt a little scared for some reason.
Keke also made a sound in her mind, warning: "Host, you have to calm people down."
A group of hungry laodings behind the man saw that he had knocked the man down, and their hands were almost touching the spoons. They couldn't help but take two steps forward restlessly and squeeze forward.
Wu Lang's face changed slightly, and he didn't bother to help his younger brother. He grabbed the big spoon held by Nao Ding and didn't let him do it.
Manbao had already rushed past the donkey cart like a calf. Within a few steps, she rushed to Laoding's legs and looked up at him, "Brother Lu, do you want to buy broth? Two cents."
A bowl, very hot."
Bai Shanbao, who had just learned how to make a fire and was squatting in front of the cauldron to make a fire, stood at Wu Lang's feet at some point. He raised his face like a tabby cat and looked at Na Laoding, showing a row of millet teeth, "Brother Lu, this broth is...
We cooked it ourselves, and it's delicious. You must have never tasted something so delicious before. When you return home from service, you can bring a bowl back to your son."
Man Bao said: "And your father and your mother."
Two children happened to interview him. They both have good memories, so they remembered his name and his family situation.
Lu Da lowered his head to look at the two children. The two children looked at him with pure eyes. Their eyes were dark. Suddenly, he felt panic in his heart. He subconsciously felt in his pocket and took out two pennies.
: "Well, let me buy a bowl and try it."
Yes, he originally came here to buy soup. On such a cold day, it would be great to have a hot drink, and two pennies is not expensive.
Man Bao took the money, raised his head, smiled sweetly at him, and asked Brother Wu to serve him soup.
Wu Lang's palms were a little sweaty, but he took Lu Da's bowl with a smile on his face, stirred the soup, and gave him a bowl.
As soon as everyone saw someone buying it, they stopped pushing forward. Of course, they were not in a hurry to buy, but looked at Lu Da eagerly, wanting to hear his evaluation.
Although two pennies is not a lot and everyone can afford it, it must be worthwhile.
Lu Da took a careful sip, his eyes brightened, and he smiled and said, "It tastes pretty good."
Those who were familiar with him crowded towards him to take a look. When they saw oily splatters and a piece of meat in the soup, their eyes suddenly lit up and they all crowded in to beat him.