After eating and resting for a while, the laborers went to work.
Manbao and the others were used to feeling sleepy at noon, but at this time the cold wind was howling and there was no cover here, so they couldn't take a nap.
So the three children took turns to yawn twice, and then Wu Lang rubbed their faces with cold water, instantly becoming energetic.
Wu Lang asked with a smile, "Are we going home?"
"No," Man Bao finally remembered the serious matter, "We haven't finished asking people yet."
Wu Lang scratched his head and said, "Okay, then we'll stay here with you."
"Fifth Brother, you can fetch water and burn it again," Man Bao suggested: "The bones at the bottom of the cauldron will still have some flavor after boiling..."
Zhou Wulang was shocked and said quickly: "Manbao, we can't be so unkind, we have already endured this once."
"We're not selling soup, we're giving it to them for free." Man Bao said, "We've already had the lunch meal, and there's still dinner. We can't let Third Brother drink cold water for dinner. Anyway, a bowl of hot soup is enough."
Burn it, even a cauldron of hot soup is boiled, so just burn it and give it to them to drink."
Wu Lang breathed a sigh of relief, "This is not difficult, just fetch water and make a fire."
It's all firewood anyway, so if you light it, you'll burn it.
But he was reluctant to let go of the salt because it was expensive.
Wu Lang took Liu Lang to find firewood, while Man Baoze and Bai Shanbao continued to ask. There were so many people. They recorded two thick books and planned to sort them out after returning. Then when the husband comes back, they can ask him about the article.
how to write.
After asking people, Man Bao finally had time to observe them at work. She asked curiously, why ditches were dug on both sides of the official road, and where did the water in the ditch go? If it was dug out of the ditch,
What should I do if there is not enough soil to fill the hole on the official road?
If the road gets damaged again in the future, who will repair it? How often will it be repaired? Will there be anyone to take care of it...
Various small problems continued. When she learned that they would not dig roads tomorrow, but instead dig water conservancy projects, Manbao was very excited and said that she would come to see the fun tomorrow, oh, no, it was to study.
Wu Lang filled the cauldron with water, closed the lid and lit the fire. Man Bao and Bai Shanbao sat in front of the stove, warming themselves by the fire while looking through the things they had recorded and discussing how to organize them.
Man Bao said: "It's best to write it into short stories, and you can read it as a story book before going to bed."
Bai Shanbao refused, "I have written it all down. I don't want to read it anymore, so I can just write an article."
"We have written it down, but Mr. has not read it."
"Just show the booklet to your husband. Why do you need to sort it out?" Bai Shanbao raised his little hand and said, "You can't write, so I have to write it all by myself. My hands are very tired."
"Let Bai Er help you."
Bai Erlang refused without thinking: "I won't help!"
Man Bao felt a little regretful, so he said to Bai Shanbao, "Don't worry, I will write with you when my handwriting is finished."
"When will your handwriting be finished?"
Man Bao was full of confidence, "It's almost here, it's almost here."
Anyway, she is not short of paper now. There is still a lot of paper she bought in the mall last time. She decided to practice calligraphy seriously after going back. With her intelligence, she can learn it quickly.
Bai Shanbao was very skeptical about this, because he had to practice calligraphy every day and it took him a long time to learn it.
Wu Lang ignored the two children. When the soup boiled, he turned off the fire and only kept some charcoal at the bottom of the cauldron to prevent the boiling water from getting cold.
As soon as the dinner bell rang, Zhou Lang went to invite everyone to come and get hot soup. When he learned that the soup was free this time, the laborers became happy and took their own bowls to serve the soup. Some people
He also ran back to the thatched hut to get the bamboo tube he had brought, poured out the cold water stored in it, and ran to get hot water.
They decided to stuff the bamboo tube under the quilt, maybe they could drink warm water after nightfall.
Zhoulang also carries a bamboo tube.
Wu Lang filled a bamboo tube for him and whispered: "Third brother, we will come back tomorrow. You can leave the dry food for one meal and let me take the rest back. I will ask my sister-in-law to reheat it tomorrow."
I’ll bring it to you again.”
Zhou Lang had no objection, and went back to the thatched hut to get all the remaining dry food, leaving only one piece of cake, and asked Wu Lang to take the rest back.
Because there was a donkey cart, it was still early for them to return to the village today. Manbao handed the bookbox containing the brochures and pens and ink to Bai Shanbao, and said: "I will go to you when I get home and have dinner, and we will discuss it together."
one time."
Bai Shanbao really didn't want to write, but he still nodded, "Okay."
He looked around and whispered to Manbao, "Remember to bring candy. I like the red candy."
Man Bao also lowered his voice and said to him: "Don't tell others."
Only she eats that kind of candy, and the candy she usually gives to others is not of that color, because it is so unlike the candy that can be made in this era.
Fortunately, Bai Shanbao is stupid and not knowledgeable enough, so he doesn't understand. Manbao is still willing to share good things with good friends.
Man Bao also asked Bai Shanbao in a low voice, "Remember to bring osmanthus cake, and chestnut cake is also delicious."
Bai Shanbao said: "I can only choose one."
Man Bao swallowed his saliva and was very torn, but finally made up his mind, "Then let's eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake today and chestnut cake tomorrow."
"Then I don't want red candies tomorrow. Do you have yellow ones? I want to eat yellow ones."
"Yes, I will bring it to you."
So the two friends were satisfied and said goodbye.
Daji stood under the car, smiling as he watched the two children biting their ears in the car.
When Zhou Wulang saw that they had finally finished whispering, he stepped forward to take his sister down and waved goodbye to the two young masters of the Bai family.
Xiao Qian's three sisters-in-law heard the movement at the door and ran out to see them. When they saw them coming back, they went to help carry the cauldron and asked, "Has it been sold?"
Wu Lang nodded excitedly.
The Zhou family closed the door and counted their money.
Wu Lang took out the bag from the barrel, opened the bag and poured out the copper plates inside.
The whole family looked at this small pile of copper coins in surprise. Xiao Qian exclaimed, "You really made money? How much did you spend on buying meat?"
Wu Lang settled the accounts for them. After this trip, not counting the radishes and green onions brought from home, they made a total of 178 Wen.
Even Zhou Lang couldn't help but salivate and wanted to cheat and not build a house in the Bai family.
He looked at Man Bao with a look, feeling that Yaomei was too partial. He was obviously the best friend with her in the past.
Manbao didn't understand the resentment of the fourth brother. She was happily setting aside tomorrow's expenses for the fifth brother. When she saw that she had set aside a hundred cents, the remaining money was only 60% of the money paid to the public. Qian couldn't help but
His eyebrows twitched and he asked, "Why do you need so much? Isn't it only twenty cents?"
Man Bao made sense, "Since we know how to make money, let's buy more tomorrow. Mom, you don't know how pitiful they are. The yamen only gave them one steamed bun and no vegetables to eat. My friend said that people don't eat vegetables.