The peasant girl who escaped the desert: she cried when she found the cruel prince

Chapter 203 People are not as good as chickens
"How expensive is it?" Wang Dun'er asked while wiping his face.

"My third aunt bought two yuan to go to her parents' house a year ago, which cost a total of three hundred yuan. Do you think it's expensive?"

"No matter how delicious it is, the three-inch throat is better. Why waste it when you have to buy it later!" Wang Dun's daughter-in-law said and put the paper bag away.

When Wang Dun'er heard that it was so expensive, he couldn't talk anymore. After changing his clothes, he said to his wife: "I heard what Mr. Jing's family said. Even if they have finished their spring plowing, they still have to find someone to build a house. They must pay for it." wages.”

"We only have this much land, and it won't be a big deal after we finish planting. You and the two girls can keep busy. In the past few days, you should go over there to help more. If they really need someone later, they will remember us!"

Wang Dun's daughter-in-law tugged at the man's collar: "Don't worry, I will go and inquire about it early!"

"No wonder Uncle Youcai and his family ran that way when they saw the sky. Aunt Youcai has a good relationship with the second aunt of the Jing family, so she probably got word of it a long time ago."

Mr. Jing was also talking to Jing Li about looking for someone: "You said you were looking for someone before, but all I thought about was that we have a lot of people in our family. Why waste money looking for outsiders?"

"But right now, it seems that if we just rely on our own people, we won't be able to build it up when the snow falls."

"Uncle Bai gave us [-] silver. Let's use [-] to build a house. If we build it earlier, we will feel more at ease!" Mr. Jing said through gritted teeth.

Jing Li joked: "Don't you save money now?"

Mr. Jing sighed: "I don't care! Why are people here to check? Isn't it because we can see clearly from the top of our yard? There is no cover. If we cover it as soon as possible, we will feel at ease no matter what we do."

"To put it bluntly, if that bastard continues to act like he did a few days ago, we can just close the door and beat him."

Jing Li said sternly: "You are right to think like this. Nothing is more important than the safety of the whole family. Once the Wubao is built, it doesn't matter if there is chaos outside, as long as we keep the food and have food and drink."

"So, how much does this salary cost per day? Just discuss it with your uncles. I don't understand this. Just ask Dalang to learn to keep accounts later."

Just as Da Lang was talking, Da Lang came: "Sister, come and see if the thing you mentioned is done?"

Jingli was stunned, then remembered the cement, and hurriedly followed Dalang to the cave dwelling by the river.

Wang Jinlong carefully shoveled a small handful and gave it to Jingli: "Ahli, take a look, is this thing ready?"

Jing Li stretched out her hand and pinched it: "It feels almost done, but we still have to try it to know if it works!"

"Didn't Grandma Qin say that she would make another chicken ring for her in the past two days? I will try this later."

Jing Li directed Dalang and Wang Jinlong to shovel sand and stones and mix them with the newly fired cement.

"Let's go, lay the ground first!"

It happened that the old blacksmith had just finished cleaning up the blacksmith shop and had not dared to make iron for the past two days. Seeing that the children were making chicken coops, he helped lay bricks.

Jingli called to the old blacksmith: "Master, don't be busy laying bricks today, lay the floor first!"

Flooring?The old blacksmith had never seen anything like this before, so he followed the two teenagers and, under Jing Li's command, dug out the floor of the chicken pen.

Jing Li started to finish the work again. After all, she had never done this kind of work before, but when she was at the base, she saw workers doing it like this. It looked easy, but it was frizzy when she did it.

The old blacksmith is an experienced craftsman after all. After looking at it for a while, he slowly fumbled around to remove the light. The result was like a mirror, which looked flat and smooth.

"No one can step on it today. Let's surround it with things. Let's work for a few days and then come over and take a look."

After finishing the flooring here, Mrs. Ge and the others at the other end shouted for dinner.

March is the season when grass grows and orioles fly, and wild vegetables grow wildly.Today we are making mustard green dumplings. The big iron pot by the courtyard wall never stops the fire. The fat and white dumplings are put out of the pot, being picked up here and then put down again.

It's impossible to control enough. There's not much oil or water in the stomach right now, and everyone can eat it. If you control enough, it won't be enough to cook until dawn tomorrow.

The little kids were holding bowls one by one, standing by the pot and sucking.

Mrs. Fan waved her hand: "Go aside, wait for the adults to finish scooping, and then come back. A group of little brats who go to sleep after eating, why are you in such a hurry? They just go to bed when they are full!"

The men ignored these poor children. They carried big bowls like basins, a bowl of dumplings for each person, and two black flour pancakes. The women had one, and the children only had half.

After they ate, they had to continue working until midnight. It wouldn't help if they didn't eat more.

But how can a father not care about his child? He squatted down and put a few for the child: "Eat while you're at it, don't let your mother see it, you'll get scolded again!"

After dinner, several fires were lit inside the homestead, illuminating the entire construction site.

The men dug holes with bare arms, filled them with soil, and drove piles.

Many young women also joined in the work, and the older ones knitted straw sandals by firelight. Running every day was too much of a waste of shoes.

The foundation was dug and it was time to prepare the concrete. It was also time for Jingli to inspect the floor of the chicken pen.

The old blacksmith stepped up carefully and stepped on it a few times: "Hey! It's so smooth!"

Jingli signaled Wang Jinlong to dig a few times with a hoe, but Wang Jinlong was reluctant: "Why don't you forget it, I think it looks good, it's so flat and smooth, it would be a pity if it got damaged!"

Jingli had no choice but to dig down with a hoe. With a few bang bangs, the hoe made sparks and left only a few small, medium-sized marks on the ground.

The old blacksmith said happily: "Emma, ​​this is really easy to use. It's so hard that it can't be damaged by water, right?"

Jingli was also very happy, but it was a pity that she couldn't get steel bars, but this was better than glutinous rice paste, which was too expensive.

The next day, Mrs. Qin looked at her chicken coop and was speechless. The ground... ugh!She has lived worse than a few chickens in her life. The room is not bumpy and bumpy, and it is made so smooth and smooth.

On the day of laying the foundation, most people in the village came to help.

The two masters ran back and forth with the drawings. Their tired feet had blisters on their soles, but they didn't even say they were tired.

It is not easy to participate in such a building. The two masters couldn't wait to build the house immediately to see how spectacular it would be after it was formed.

After the foundation was laid on this end, Su's began to fish for paper on the other end.

"Get up!" More than a dozen women pulled the bamboo curtain up from the water slurry, slowly shaking it evenly.

This step of removing paper is very critical, and is directly related to various issues such as paper thickness, uniformity, damage, etc.

Squeeze the water out of the paper on a wooden press, then peel it off and dry it in the sun.

Success or failure depended on this move. Regardless of the bashful eyes of the two masters, Jingli kept staring at the paper mill all day long.

Until Wan Baoquan came over and called her: "Ah Li, things are probably not going well outside!"

(End of this chapter)