Daming Town Haiwang

Chapter 23, Gobbling

The hill to the east of Xiahetun is a busy and bustling scene.

Dozens of young and strong laborers are working hard. Some are leveling the land and digging foundations.

Everyone knows what it means to pay 40 adults a day. No one wants to be fired for being lazy. In that case, they will not be able to straighten their backs in Xiahetun in the future, and they will inevitably be reprimanded by their family members when they return home. .

At this time, the sky was freezing cold, although the heavy snow that fell all day and night yesterday had stopped, but the space between the sky and the earth was covered with a thick layer of snow, and the cold wind howling made people shiver.

Even so, everyone is still working very hard. Although it is cold, but when you are really busy and working, your whole body is hot, but you don't feel cold, and it is the coldest if you stay still.

Liu Jin was wearing a cotton coat and a cotton hat on his head, followed by Zhao Erhu, followed by Widow Xie and two village women, each carrying a load of baskets.

"Grandpa Zhou~"

When Liu Jin came to the construction site, it was the village chief, Uncle Zhou, who was in charge of building the house instead of Liu Jin. At this time, he was not idle for a moment, holding the construction drawings given by Liu Jin in his hand, and was constantly discussing with several masons. How to build a better house.

"Brother Jin~"

Seeing Liu Jin coming, Uncle Zhou and the others greeted Liu Jin with a smile.

"Grandpa Zhou, I have really troubled you. How old you are, I am really sorry for letting you work in the snow."

Liu Jin looked at the old Uncle Zhou, and really wanted to tell him to go back to rest, but he couldn't. This week, Uncle Zhou insisted that he would come over to check on Liu Jin, saying that Liu Jin would work for the big guy, and the villagers wanted I'm sorry for Liu Jin, but as the village chief, he has to supervise and check well.

"It's not troublesome, it's not troublesome, anyway, sitting at home is nothing to do, and going out for activities and activities will not be cold."

"Brother Jin, I can't understand the numbers on your blueprint. Can you tell us about it? We have been thinking about it for a long time, and we always feel that the house you designed is a little different."

Uncle Zhou smiled and shook his head, then took out the blueprint and asked Liu Jin as well.

"These are Arabic numerals, which are very easy to calculate and understand. You can see that they are 0123456789, which is very simple."

Liu Jin looked at it, and it turned out that it was the numbers on the blueprints drawn by himself. They couldn't understand, so he explained to them with a smile.

"I see, these Arabic numerals are quite easy to remember."

As soon as other people heard it, they understood it immediately. Arabic numerals are very simple, and children can learn them as soon as they learn them, let alone adults.

"This is what I read in a book. Our number counting is more troublesome. It is not as convenient and simple as this Arabic numeral, so this Arabic numeral is also used."

Liu Jin smiled and said that counting was very troublesome for ancient people, and the respective systems were also very confusing. It is really difficult to count numbers without a special study.

"Brother Jin, what's the use of designing these pipelines?"

"And why is this house designed like this? It's very inconvenient."

Others took the blueprint designed by Liu Jin and started to ask questions again and again. The things Liu Jin designed were very novel, and they, who were masons, had never seen them before.

"I'll talk about this later. Let's have lunch first. I've been busy all morning and I'm tired."

Liu Jin looked at Widow Xie and the others who were already busy, and said with a smile.

In fact, no need for Liu Jin to say, everyone has already noticed that Widow Xie and the women picked up the baskets and found a flat place to spread them out. An angry big steamed bun.

Here is another load of baskets, two wooden barrels were opened, billowing white air accompanied by a trace of meaty fragrance drifted in all directions, making everyone who had been busy all afternoon couldn't help swallowing.

"Dinner is ready~Dinner is ready~"

Widow Xie's voice is very loud, and once she shouts, her voice can be heard several miles away.

"Eat, eat, eat~"

Everyone put down their work one by one, and hurriedly gathered around, looking very anxious, looking like they were scrambling for the first, for fear of eating less.

"What?"

Widow Xie knocked away a hand that was about to take a steamed bun with a spoon, and said sharply.

"Eat, didn't you ask us to come over for dinner?"

The man touched his hand and said weakly.

"Line up, if you want to eat, please line up for me, otherwise you will just wait to drool and watch others eat."

Widow Xie had a loud voice. Seeing the reincarnations of starving ghosts around her, if they were really asked to grab them, they would probably fight.

Hearing Widow Xie's words, everyone had no choice but to line up and wait anxiously. Wang Ermazi was small and fast, and he was at the front of the line, the first.

"2 steamed buns, a bowl of soup~"

Widow Xie handed two steamed buns to Wang Ermazi, and another village woman next to her was filling a thick bowl with a bowl of hot soup. This soup was egg broth, and a large pot of soup was filled with dozens of eggs , plus soup made from cheap and unwanted pork bones.

Liu Jin knew that drinking hot soup is very important for working in this winter, so he also ordered Widow Xie to make this soup. Definitely the best thing to serve with steamed buns.

There is no such a good meal, there are too many people, and Liu Jin absolutely cannot treat Zhao Heishan's family to a meal. It is enough to have white flour steamed buns with this bone and egg soup.

"Get more meat~"

Wang Ermazi held two big steamed buns, looked at the soup in the bowl, and couldn't help but said to the person in charge of the spoon.

"Go, go, you can come back after eating."

Widow Xie waved her hands again and again. As soon as she said this, Wang Ermazi immediately walked aside excitedly with steamed buns and a thick bowl, and started to gobble it up.

After a few mouthfuls, he killed a big steamed bun, and then he was not afraid of being hot. He picked up the big bowl and started to drink the soup. He finished eating in a few strokes, and then ran to the back of the queue in a hurry.

"A starving ghost reincarnated~"

"How fast to eat~"

"Be careful to stretch yourself~"

The other people who hadn't eaten it all swallowed their saliva and said, but when it was their turn, they all ate faster than the other, just like Wang Ermazi.

"Big guy, eat slowly. Brother Jin said, enough white noodle steamed buns, enough soup, eat slowly, don't choke to death, then you'll be lazy on Brother Jin."

Widow Xie looked at the crowd, and immediately yelled out again.

(End of this chapter)