Old Meng was impressed by Zhu Zi's honesty and honesty. The old man gave him a jade seal and even gave him the word "Qi".
Taking advantage of the time they had to drink tea and chat after dinner, Yang Ping quickly explained the current situation of the village and her family to Feng Nianen and said,"It usually snows heavily in October, so building a new house is the first priority. Now that the foundation has been cleaned up, the village chief's eldest son, Chunsheng, has taken over the job of managing the house. He has brought a few nimble women in the village to cook for him. His wife, Mrs. Qian, will be in charge of the cooking...”
Feng Nianen waved his hand very nimbly." Don't worry, Ping girl. Your Uncle Feng will take up his post from today onwards!"”
After saying that, he ignored Yang Ping's request for him to rest first and immediately let Uncle Wang lead him to the foundation of the new house. At that time, he saw the working villagers holding their bowls and queuing up in the rice shed to get rice. Each person had a bowl of pork slices stewed with radish, and each person had three coarse grain steamed buns the size of a man's fist. There were also two large pots of mixed noodle meatball soup.
The men scooped rice and squatted on the ground in twos and threes to eat and drink. Madam Qian and the others carried rice spoons to see if there was enough to eat, and they added a spoonful,"Erzi, eat more. It's better to work after you're full!”
"Thank you, Sister-in-law. I made four trips this morning, and I can make four more in the afternoon!”
The piece of land that Yang Ping's family had carved out was a mountainous area. Stones of all sizes were placed deep and shallow in the ground. If they did not clear it out, they would not be able to lay the foundation. After picking up these stones, they had to transport them to the foot of the mountain. Then, they had to dig fresh soil from the foot of the mountain and transport them back. The car was heavy, and the road was not easy to walk on. It would take half an hour to go back and forth. Therefore, when Yang Ping began to work, she specially instructed Chunsheng and his wife to make sure that everyone was full, not to mention meat and vegetables.
"Mm, good boy, you've grown up! If you earn money, let your mother save it for you. Later, sister-in-law will find you a wife!”，Mrs. Qian picked a few meat slices and put them into his bowl before turning around and not going out.
Feng Nianen nodded repeatedly. After discussing with Wang Fugui in a low voice, he went to the food shed where the big pots were placed. He saw a few big pots lined up in a row, and in the middle were two big cases. Although the conditions were simple, they were cleaned up neatly. He said to the few women who were working,"Sisters-in-law, you've worked hard.”
The few women were puzzled. When they saw Uncle Wang follow them in, they quickly looked at him with questioning eyes. Mr. Wang smiled and said,"This is the Great Manager Feng invited by the Yang Family, let's call him Mister Feng!”
The women quickly came over to greet Mr. Feng. Mrs. Qian also came over. Mr. Feng waved his hand to signal for them to continue their work, and he walked around the foundation again.
After everyone had finished eating, Wang Fugui asked Chun Sheng to gather everyone. Feng Nianen stood on a big rock with his hands behind his back. Seeing the people's nervous expressions, he smiled and revealed his big white teeth.
Feng Nian 'en was different from Uncle Cheng. Uncle Cheng was a man of killing. He was usually quiet and serious. Most of the young people in the village did not dare to speak loudly when they saw him, let alone the young ladies and daughters-in-law. Feng Nian' en was different. He held a book and was a teacher. When he held an abacus, he was a gentle Confucian businessman. Moreover, because he had a bitter experience of being plotted against and wandering outside in his early years, he was well versed in the way of interacting with the lower class. At this moment, he did not look out of place even if he stood in a long robe among a group of burly men. He looked around and said loudly," Are the villagers full?”
A few voices were heard from below. She was full-
Feng Nianen laughed." It's fine as long as you're full. But we can't eat carrots every day in the future. Some people say that carrots are little ginseng, but no matter how ginseng it is, it won't stop us from getting hungry. It'll be gone after a few farts!"”
The villagers couldn't help but laugh when they heard the man in the long robe say such down-to-earth words. Feng Nianen pressed his hands down."We're all working next to each other. Later on, you'll let me do it one by one. Good fellow, how can we work then?”
"Hahaha…"
"Mr. Feng, we are all holding back…"
Feng Nianen raised his hand again.”
"Me!" A young man who was not tall but rather shrewd stood out. He was Wang Jin, the youngest grandson of the seventh granduncle. Yang Ping had chosen him to be a buyer because he was smart and literate. Secondly, because the seventh granduncle was fair and strict and had a sense of discipline, the children he taught would probably not be bad.
" Alright, I have to start from you to ensure good food. We can't have less meat every day, and we can't have less vegetables every day. We have to have cabbage, kidney beans, potatoes, and so on. It's going to be cold soon, and there won't be much vegetables in winter. Get some people to help dig two cellars and buy more vegetables to store."Is this the standard for dinner?"
"Mr. Feng, dinner is also the same standard."”
"Um." Feng Nianen turned around."I'll make the decision. In the future, everyone will have an extra egg for dinner. Sisters-in-law, you have to cook the eggs well so that none of the brothers will hatch the eggs!”
" Hahaha..." Everyone burst into laughter again. After laughing, they naturally understood that Mr. Feng was asking them to bring an egg home for their mother and children. It should be known that the villagers kept eggs for salt exchange. Who would be willing to cook one every day? For a moment, everyone felt warm in their hearts. The soft-hearted man pulled up his sleeves to wipe his tears and clenched his fists to express that he would work harder in the future.
Feng Nianen continued," We will work in three groups. The first group will have fifty people and will be responsible for building the house. The master will be here in a few days. Everyone will listen to the master's instructions. Chunhua will be the leader. The second group of 50 people would enter the mountains to cut down trees. They could only cut down marked trees, and Da Zhuang would be the leader. The third group also had 50 people, and they were responsible for quarrying. Wang Kui was the group leader…The work of building a house saved 30 wen a day, cutting down trees cost 35 wen, and quarrying was the most tiring job, 40 wen a day. What did everyone want to do? If they felt that they could do it, they could sign up with the three group leaders later. The three of you and Wang Jin will be responsible to Steward Chunsheng. You will not only lead everyone to work well but also ensure everyone's personal safety. I will ask you to be responsible for any accidents. In addition, you will have to count how much everyone has done every day. Whether they are honest and willing to work or cunning, you will record it. At the end of the month, we will be rewarded for doing well and those who do badly will be punished! Do you understand?"
"Understood!" Everyone agreed in unison.”
Some of the smarter ones saw that there were many people who needed it, so they moved their feet to go home and call for help.
Feng Nianen then called Chunsheng and the others over and gave them detailed instructions. He told them to gather at Wang Fugui's house after they were done recruiting people.
There were many people tonight, so everyone took a break.
The ceremony was to be held in the morning. Xu Changqing planned to take Yi 'er and Yu Lian to the county after Xiao Fei was done with the ceremony. They would stay in the county for one night and leave the next day.
Yang Ping and Xiao Fei were naturally sent to the county. Along with them were Uncle Cheng, Jin Shi, Feng Huang, Aunt Wang, and Zhu Zi, who was now called "Wang Qi".
In the carriage, Yang Ping wanted to resolve the parting atmosphere, so she asked Amelia with a smile,""Sister Lian, open the bag and let us see what Brother Shuisheng gave you.”
Amelia remembered how Shui Sheng had rushed over in a hurry before she got into the carriage and shyly stuffed the bag into her hands. Her ears could not help but turn red. She glared at her and said,"What's there to see? What rare things haven't you seen?”
"Hehe…no matter how good something is, it can't compare to the thing that Sister Lian is holding in her arms right now!”
Only then did Amelia realize that the bag given by Shuisheng had been placed on her lap. At this moment, after being mentioned by Yang Ping, she felt that the bag was like a hot charcoal that could not be thrown away or kept. She was suddenly at a loss. Even Aunt Wang and Yi 'er, who often saw Yang Ping teasing Amelia, could not help but laugh at this moment.
A burst of laughter drove away the sadness of parting. The few people on horseback outside also felt a lot more relieved. Uncle Cheng rode his horse to Lu Feng's side and whispered,"You should be flexible on the road. The people in the Bodyguard Agency are more cautious than they are quick-witted. Changqing will be able to find out if he is out this time, so you have to pay attention to the scouts at the front station and the night sentry. Mu San 'er will follow. If you have anything to discuss with him.”
Lu Feng nodded." I understand, Master Cheng. I will ensure the safety of Third Young Master and the two ladies!"”
Xu Changqing slowed down and waited for Uncle Cheng to catch up." Master, I'll have to trouble you to take care of things here after I leave. You and Brother Feng can cooperate well with each other. I'm afraid some bastard will come to inquire about the truth. The people Uncle Mu has transferred will be here soon. Use them all..."
Uncle Cheng nodded." I've already made arrangements here. You guys have to be careful on the road!"”
There were many people but few rooms. Yang Ping and Aunt Wang's family really became a family. After sending off Yu Lian and Yi 'er, Yang Ping moved to Yu Lian's original room.
Zhu Zi gave the east wing room to Feng Nianen and his wife. Other than reading for four hours every day, he followed Uncle Cheng closely. Naturally, he stayed with him at night. Fortunately, a few years ago, when Uncle Cheng first came to the village, he bought a small farmhouse with three adobe houses. Now, it was enough to live in.
Half of Yang Ping's small courtyard had now become Mr. Feng's study, and the other half had become the place where Old Master Meng taught them to read. In addition to Yang Ping and her brother, Wang Qi and Feng Huang had to read with Old Master for four hours every day.
Apart from that, Old Master Meng had also recruited two more children from the village under Little Fei's suggestion. They were Mrs. Yuan's Qingsong and Lizheng's Xinhe. However, the two children's foundations were a little weak. It was really impossible for them to keep up with Little Fei. They could only wait for the school to start and ask the teacher to make up for them.
Little Fei and Feng Huang stayed in the small courtyard with Old Master Meng at night. Feng Huang was still the talkative and rowdy boy he had been when he was young. He was cheerful, broad-minded, and good at kung fu. He played with Yang Ping and her brother all day long. It was just that he was slightly lacking in his studies and was even worse than Yang Ping, who was three years younger. He often became the object of Old Master Meng's special attention and was often ridiculed by Yang Ping.
Yang Ping's daily life quickly became compact and regular. In addition to dealing with Old Master Meng's homework, she also had to memorize medical books, learn kung fu, learn to be a steward from Jin Shi, learn to keep accounts from Mr. Feng, read accounts, and listen to him talk about all kinds of business and the ways of the world... There was almost no free time to think about anything.
The work progressed very quickly. In less than five or six days, the stones on the foundation had been cleared, the trees had been cut down, and even the roots had been dug out and chopped into firewood. The geese returning to the south began to cry out above their heads, and the north began to calm down.
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