After eating and resting for a while, the Laudins went to work.
Man Bao and the others are habitually sleepy at noon, but at this time the cold wind is howling, and there is no cover here, so they can't take a nap.
So the three children yawned twice in turn, and Wu Wulang wiped their faces with a handful of cold water, and instantly became refreshed.
Zhou Wulang asked with a smile, "Are we going home?"
"No," Man Bao finally remembered something serious, "We haven't finished asking people yet."
Wu Wulang scratched his head and said, "Okay, then we'll stay here with you."
"Fifth brother, go fetch water and cook it again," Man Bao suggested, "The bones at the bottom of the pot still smell a bit..."
Zhou Wulang was stunned, and quickly said: "Man Bao, we can't be so unkind, we have endured it once."
"It's not selling soup, it's free for them to drink." Man Bao said: "I've eaten this lunch at noon, so there's also dinner. You can't let third brother drink cold water for dinner, anyway, a bowl of hot soup is Burning, a pot of hot soup is also burning, you just burn it for them to drink."
Wu Wulang breathed a sigh of relief, "It's not difficult, just fetch water to make a fire."
Anyway, it’s all firewood, so when it’s lit, it’s burned.
But he is not willing to put the salt, it is expensive.
Wu Wulang took Saturday Lang to find firewood, while Man Bao and Bai Shanbao continued to ask questions. With so many people, they recorded two thick volumes, planning to sort them out when they go back, and then when the husband comes back, he can ask him about the article. how to write.
After asking people, Man Bao finally had time to observe their work. She asked curiously, why did they dig ditches on both sides of the official road, and where would the water in the ditch eventually flow? What if there is not enough soil to fill the pits on the official road
In the future, if the road is broken again, who will repair it, how often will it be repaired, will there be someone to take care of it...
All kinds of small problems continued, and when they learned that they would not dig roads tomorrow, but dig water conservancy instead, Manbao was very excited, saying that she would come to watch the fun tomorrow, oh no, it was study.
Wu Wulang filled the cauldron with water, put the lid on and started the fire. Man Bao and Bai Shanbao sat in front of the stove, warming up the fire, while flipping through their records, discussing how to organize them.
Man Bao said: "It's better to write small stories one by one, and you can read them as storybooks before going to bed."
Bai Shanbao refused, "I wrote it all down, I don't want to read it anymore, I just write the article."
"We wrote it down, but Mr. hasn't read it."
"Just show the brochure to Mr., why do you need to sort it out?" Bai Shanbao raised his little hand and said, "You don't know how to write, and 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, when my handwriting is finished, I will write it with you."
"When will your handwriting be finished?"
Man Bao was full of confidence, "Hurry up, hurry up."
Anyway, she is not short of paper now, and there is still a lot of paper that she bought in the mall last time. She decided to practice handwriting seriously after returning home. With her intelligence, she will learn it soon.
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 Wulang didn't care about the two children, and when the soup boiled, he removed the fire, and only kept some charcoal at the bottom of the cauldron, so that the boiling water would not become cold.
As soon as the dinner bell rang, Saturday Lang went to invite everyone to come and have hot soup together. Knowing that this time the soup was free of charge, the laborers were all happy, and they took their own bowls to serve the soup. Some people He also ran back to the thatched hut to get the bamboo tube he brought, poured out the cold water accumulated in it, and ran to get hot water.
They decided to stuff the bamboo tubes under the quilt, maybe after nightfall, they could still drink warm water.
Zhou Lang also has a bamboo tube.
Wu Wulang filled a bamboo tube full for him, and whispered: "Third brother, we will come back tomorrow, you leave the dry food for one meal, and let me take the rest back. I will let my sister-in-law reheat it tomorrow." Bring it to you again."
Zhou Zhoulang had no objection, and went back to the thatched hut to fetch all his remaining dry food, leaving only one piece of cake, and asked Zhou Zhoulang to take the rest back.
Because there was a donkey cart, it was still early for them to return to the village today. Man Bao handed over the bookcase containing the booklets and pens and ink to Bai Shanbao, and said, "I will go to you when I go home and have dinner, and we can discuss it together." one time."
Bai Shanbao really didn't want to write, but still nodded, "Okay."
He looked around and whispered to Man Bao, "Remember to bring candy, I like that kind of red candy."
Man Bao also lowered his voice and said to him: "Don't tell others."
That kind of candy is only eaten by her, and the ones that are usually given to others are not of that color, because it is too unlike the candy that can be made in this era.
Fortunately, Bai Shanbao is stupid and lacks knowledge, so he doesn't understand. Man Bao is still willing to share good things with good friends.
Man Bao also asked Bai Shanbao in a low voice, "Remember to bring the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and the chestnut cake is also delicious."
Bai Shanbao said: "You can only choose one."
Man Bao swallowed, struggling, and finally made up his mind, "Then eat osmanthus cake today and chestnut cake tomorrow."
"Then I don't want red candies tomorrow, do you have yellow ones, I want yellow ones."
"Yes, I'll bring it to you."
So the two friends were satisfied, and they both bid farewell.
Daji stood under the car, smiling and watching the two children biting their ears in the car.
Seeing that they had finally finished their private conversation, Zhou Wulang stepped forward to take his sister down and waved goodbye to the two young masters of the Bai family.
When Xiaoqian's three sisters-in-law heard the movement at the door, they ran out to look at them. When they saw them coming back, they went to help carry the cauldron and asked, "Is it sold?"
Friday Lang nodded excitedly.
The Zhou family counted the money behind closed doors.
Wu Wulang took out the bag from the barrel, opened it again, and poured out the copper plates inside.
The whole family looked at this small pile of copper coins in surprise, and Xiaoqian exclaimed, "You really made money? How much did you spend on buying meat?"
Wu Wulang settled the accounts for them. After this trip, not counting the radishes and green onions they brought home, they earned a total of 178 cash.
Even Zhou Zhoulang couldn't help salivating, and really wanted to play tricks and not go to Bai's house to build a house.
He looked at Man Bao anxiously, feeling that Yao Mei was too partial, since he was the best friend with her before.
Man Bao didn't understand Fourth Brother's resentment, she was happy to set aside tomorrow's cost for Fifth Brother, seeing her set aside one hundred cash at once, and the rest of the money was considered 60% of the work, Qian couldn't help it Eyebrows jumped, and he asked, "Why do you need so much, isn't it only twenty Wen?"
Man Bao is very reasonable, "Since we know how to make money, let's buy more tomorrow, mother, you don't know how pitiful they are, the yamen only gives them a bun, and there is no food to eat, my friend said, people don't eat vegetables will get sick."