The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

Yan Yu and the others arrived early, so they couldn't just wait.

After several children discussed it, they asked Uncle Feng to tell them and let them do some temporary work here to earn some pocket money.

Feng Danian found someone to talk to them. Seeing that they were a group of children, he said that they could only fill the gap of one adult, so he nodded.

It was rare that the difficult ones among the auxiliary soldiers remained silent.

Several children stayed in the camp.

Clearing snow, pulling up tents, driving wood piles, digging holes, building stoves... there's nothing these guys can't do, and they can do anything they want.

Because they learn everything quickly, work quickly, and only occupy one person's position, even if they occasionally run away after a pheasant, the person in charge pretends not to notice.

Unexpectedly, these country boys are really good at catching pheasants.

sensible!

So sensible!

There was a snack at the camp that day. A pot of chicken soup was so cooked that the meat almost melted in the pot.

Two skinny chicken legs were sent to the steward's tent by Feng Danian.

The latter, for the first time, returned the reward.

Feng Danian handed a few coins to the waiter of the Yan family with a complicated expression.

Yan Yu took it with a smile and transferred it directly to her Fengnian brother.

Liang Fengnian took out a cloth bag from nowhere. When he opened it, he found a thick notebook. He found the charcoal and jotted it down on the spot.

Feng Danian listened to the laughter and laughter of these boys.

Who discovered the chicken first, who surrounded it, who got off the rope...if he missed it, and who pounced on it in the end.

"The chicken... why did you share it with everyone? If it falls on you, you won't have a few more sips of soup. Next time, you will hide out and eat it secretly." Feng Danian couldn't help but say.

Yan Yugang interrupted and said to Liang Fengnian, "The chicken is mine." Then he turned around and said, "The older people are looking at it. It's not good to eat alone. Besides, if we come here, my cousin and you will lose your wages. Let's be sensible. Cousin, you can be a good person in the auxiliary army."

Feng Danian couldn't help but said: "When I come back from my hometown, I might not be able to work here anymore."

Yan Yu blinked, but before she could speak, Xiaozizi said first: "Uncle Feng Biao, don't feel bad, these little things are nothing. You see, after drinking that chicken soup today, the expressions of those uncles changed when they saw us. You also teach us how to work to save energy. That chicken is not free. When we get close to each other again, ask them where they live. Maybe we will do business in their village in the future."

These are not boys who have never seen the world.

Especially the big dog and the little dog, their mother Cui Niangzi teaches them through words and deeds. When it comes to dealing with people, Yan Yu said that he is the first among the boy scouts, and the two of them have to be tied for second.

Big Gouzi: "Mother is saying that she won't be able to get many mountain products. Hey, when we get more familiar with them, I'll tell them where my shop is."

He then said to the other children: "You all have to help. Did the hazelnuts last time smell good? They were oily. When my mother receives them again, we can fry some more."

Wang Dahu nodded while reminiscing: "Yes, yes, the hazelnuts are oily and delicious when chewed."

Several children nodded with yearning expressions on their faces.

Yan Yu was confused.

Pointing to his nose, he asked, "Why didn't I eat?"

Couple Zi said matter-of-factly: "Mom sent it to your house a long time ago. You go home and ask to see if there is one."

Dagouzi also said: "Maybe my aunt forgot to tell you."

Yan Yu remembered it and planned to look for the hazelnut when he returned home.

Feng Danian heard everything.

He said in his heart that he is still a child after all, and he talks like a child, but sometimes he behaves like an adult and is really better than an adult.

"Xiaoer, help your cousin keep this." Feng Danian handed over a money bag.

Yan Yu pinched and weighed it out of habit.

He asked in a low voice: "Cousin, why are you so old? Haven't you still not divided the head money?"

Several children looked over curiously, staring at the money bag without covering it up, wanting to know how much was inside.

Feng Danian had no intention of going behind their backs.

These children can no longer be treated as ordinary children.

They have been on the battlefield and killed Beirong.

"...There are some coins that were touched from Beirong's body. Everyone has a share. You should keep your mouth shut and don't tell outsiders." Feng Danian warned.

Several children nodded hurriedly.

Yan Yu understood that this was the benefit of being an auxiliary soldier.

It is indeed a hard job, and you have to do all kinds of work, but when you fight, you can make some dead money, especially if you win the war.

Feng Danian added: "When will the brick factory open the kiln? If I can't come back in time, waiter, you can help me worry about it and help my cousin buy a few carts of bricks."

"Do you want waste stone from the quarry?" Yan Yu asked.

"I want it." Feng Danian hesitated and said.

"Uncle Feng Biao wants to build a house? How many rooms?"

"Have you drawn any land in the village? Which one?"

Several children asked in unison.

Feng Danian was very patient and answered them one by one.

He also fell in love with the riverside and planned to become a neighbor with the third child of the village chief Luo's family.

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The camp was set up the next day.

Feng Danian couldn't wait to see Yan Huaiwen. He paid his wages yesterday and left for his hometown.

At Yan Yu's strong request, his duties as an auxiliary soldier were not relieved, and they were temporarily shouldered by these little guys.

Yan Huaiwen was on his horse, and before he got close, he saw a few little heads poking around outside the tent.

Among them, the particularly fair little face was his waiter.

It wasn't until night that Yan Yu found the opportunity to sneak into his uncle's tent.

Suddenly a boy walked in, which startled Kang Er. He looked at him carefully and silently took back his outstretched hand.

He was very discerning and got out of the tent and stood outside to look out for the wind.

"Uncle, hehe!" Yan Yu trotted over and brought out a bowl half full of roast mutton. After a closer look, he also sprinkled his usual seasonings.

"Where did it come from?" Yan Huaiwen asked calmly, picking up a piece with chopsticks and putting it into his mouth.

The roasting temperature is a bit too high and the taste is slightly burnt.

Seeing him eating, Yan Yu opened her eyes and said: "General Wei brought a lot of cattle and sheep. The cattle are for the prince to eat. The tops of the sheep eat meat and the bottoms eat soup. I asked people about it. Uncle, you eat meat, and this is the best when it’s freshly roasted and hot. I also let Dagouzi keep an eye on the dry food and deliver it as soon as it comes out of the pot, hehe!"

The few of them had to work alone in the wind and rain, but they didn't need to work in one place.

Scattered at various posts in the camp.

Among them, Yan Yu and Da Gouzi were the most proficient, and the cook liked them so he stayed.

But other auxiliary soldiers are envious of him.

Who doesn't know that the best job in the military camp is cooking.

No oil or water for a big pot of rice? Then who scores.

The high-ranking officials always have some left over after eating well and drinking spicy food. It doesn’t matter who ends up with those extra spoonfuls and a half.

Yan Huaiwen also enjoyed the treatment of someone in the cook camp.

There is a lot to say about this piece of meat, which piece can be divided into, when can it be eaten... This is reflected in it.

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Words outside the book: Zhai’s perfect attendance is gone, so the update time is much more arbitrary. Quantity and quality have to be accounted for equally. As we all know after reading the article for a long time, it becomes more difficult to write as you go to the end. Zhai is generally not good at writing, and some I couldn't figure it out at the time. A paragraph that was clearly written with great care was criticized as superficial, but a paragraph that was clearly written in a willful manner was said to be very well written. It is so difficult for readers and wives this year o(╥﹏╥)o

The update time is not fixed for the time being. If you don’t have time, write less and if you have time, write more. It’s not arbitrary, but there is really no way to guarantee it~ My health is too bad and I can’t hold on to working for a long time 嘘嘤嘤(╥╯^╰╥)

After an extra day of rest, I am very energetic~ I feel like I am alive hahaha~

After these two days of busy work, let’s see how the house performs~

Correct typos first and then correct them~