Wei and Jin Cooks

   Chapter 448

The young man looked back at Zhao Hanzhang and saw that although she was wearing gray and patched clothes, she was clean and tidy, and looked better than him, so he rolled his eyes and said, "If you say plug it in, just plug it in? You've been standing here since the beginning, you were blind and didn't see it."

  Fu Tinghan turned back, frowned at him, his face became serious, "I'm with her."

  The boy was not afraid, he snorted, reached out and grabbed Fu Tinghan and threw it to the side, then stepped forward and stood in Fu Tinghan's position.

Zhao Hanzhang stretched out his hand to support Fu Tinghan, who was stumbling. After stabilizing his body, he moved behind him and stepped forward, still following the boy's front and back, "Brother, you are unreasonable. Are you still doing it?"

  The boy was very annoyed, he turned his head and pointed at Zhao Hanzhang and said, "His grandmother said I'll cut the queue... oops!"

Zhao Hanzhang had a smile on his face, but his hand grabbed his outstretched finger and twisted it. The other party was in pain, and he was so angry that he would kick Zhao Hanzhang when he lifted his foot. As a result, he was kicked by Zhao Hanzhang before he lifted his leg, hitting a spot on his calf. , his feet softened instantly, and with a plop, he knelt down in front of Zhao Hanzhang on one knee.

   Zhao Hanzhang still held his hand and said with a smile: "Ah, brother, you are too polite. Although it is not good to jump in the queue, you don't have to do this big gift, right?"

  Since it is a private visit in a micro server, then she must be a real refugee. Now she is not Zhao Hanzhang, the prefect, but a refugee Zhao Hanzhang, so you can be stingy.

   Zhao Hanzhang stingly squeezed the opponent's hand, until his forehead was sweating from the pain, and he began to beg for mercy, and then he relaxed his strength.

She reached out and patted his shoulder, grabbed the bone on his shoulder to lift him up, and said with a smile, "Brother, you have to obey the rules, I hate people who don't obey the rules. , go, go last, don't cut the queue any more."

The boy hated his teeth so much that he covered his fingers and left the team. Seeing that the yamen noticed this and had already come here, he gave Zhao Hanzhang a vicious look, and lowered his voice and threatened, "Wait for your brother and sister, I don't want to. It will make you feel better."

   After saying that, he ran away before the yamen came.

  Fu Tinghan only had time to say: "We are not brothers and sisters..."

   But no one heard except Zhao Hanzhang.

   Zhao Hanzhang watched the young man run away, turned around and smiled at Fu Tinghan, and then began to lower his head to avoid the yamen who came over.

The yamen's face was very ugly, he walked to Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan's side, held the gong at their ears and tapped loudly, "Noisy, it's not honest for you to do any work, if you make any noise, get out, from the end Line up for me!"

He didn't recognize Zhao Hanzhang, mainly because she was all gray now, and she evenly wiped her face with some juice mixed with yellow mud. At this time, she lowered her head and only saw a few people on the street from a distance. This time her yamen could not recognize her.

It should be said that it is difficult for anyone who has never met Zhao Hanzhang face to face to recognize her just by her face. After all, people recognize people from their clothes first. Unless there are special talents, most people in this world recognize people by their clothes. The temperament begins to judge the identity of the other party.

   Zhao Hanzhang listened to the scolding honestly, and when the yamen had scolded enough to leave, he raised his hand and rubbed his ears.

   Fu Tinghan was also relieved, the voice was too loud.

   Seeing Zhao Hanzhang frowning uncomfortably, he was a little worried, "Are you all right?"

   Her hearing is so sensitive.

   "It's alright," Zhao Hanzhang said, "write it down and go back and make them treat the refugees better."

   Fu Tinghan nodded and asked, "Is there no penalty?"

"Forget it, if I punish them for this, and they don't say it, they will definitely have resentment in their hearts," she said, "It will be New Year's Eve in a few days. In the past, the yamen has been sealed for holidays, and the yamen and officials basically They can all take shifts and rest, because of my order, the yamen will not be sealed this year, and they have to brave the cold wind to work, so it is understandable to have grievances."

   "Although it's understandable, it doesn't mean I support it, so it's okay not to be punished, but it's important to point out and pay attention to it in the future."

  Fu Tinghan nodded, "Okay, I'll help you remember it in your mind, if you don't remember I'll remind you."

   Zhao Hanzhang responded, and while the two of them were talking, the team moved forward, and the two of them arrived in a short while.

   Zhao Hanzhang stood in front of Fu Tinghan and did not change back, so he went up to sign up first.

   "Name, age, ancestry, who else in the family has a special talent? Literacy, tailoring, and textiles count."

   "Zhao Sanniang, fifteen years old, ancestral home in Liangguo, Yuzhou, and a mother and younger brother at home, but separated, special talent," Zhao Hanzhang said with a tangled face, and finally said, "Does my strength count?"

The officer who recorded the record lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, then said, "How strong are you to be a man? If you don't have it, you won't have it, so don't talk about the biases, go, take the wooden stick and wait by the side, you will have a foreman in a while. Come and lead you to work."

   Zhao Hanzhang hurriedly asked, "What about the salary? I don't know how much the salary is, but it's a daily settlement?"

   This question is rarely asked, especially the woman. The clerk couldn't help but look up at her again, inexplicably feeling that the other party was a little familiar.

   Zhao Hanzhang lowered his head, his voice softened a little, and whispered: "I want to earn money to find my mother and brother, I don't know if the salary is high..."

   Fu Tinghan, who was standing behind her, shivered, Zhao Hanzhang noticed it, and looked back at him calmly.

  Fu Tinghan lowered his head to hold back his laughter, and when he suppressed the laughter, he stepped forward and said to the officer, "We are together, I know how to read, I wonder if we can be arranged in one place?"

  The officer immediately put his familiarity with Zhao Hanzhang behind him, looked at Fu Tinghan seriously, saw his bookishness, and immediately said, "What's your name, age, ancestral origin, what are you good at besides literacy?"

   he asked, "Can you count?"

   That's too good at it.

  Fu Tinghan paused and nodded, answering his questions one by one, "My name is Fu Dalang..."

   "Okay!" The clerk was very happy. After writing down one by one, he took out a wooden sign, drew a line of ink on it, and handed it to him, "Stay aside, the foreman will lead you to work later."

He paused for a while, because Fu Tinghan still gave Zhao Hanzhang some face, and said a few more words, "Your salary is fifteen cents a day, yours is ten cents, and the construction site includes two meals a day, which are all on the announcement. It's written, since you can read, you should know."

   Of course he knew that this salary was decided after he and Zhao Hanzhang discussed it, but the person in front of him wanted to confirm it once.

  Fu Tinghan took the lottery, responded and took Zhao Hanzhang aside to wait for the foreman.

   There were a lot of people waiting with them. When there were twenty people standing there, a black-faced young man came. As soon as he arrived, he waved: "Everyone, come with me."

Good night

   (end of this chapter)