Chapter 627: Taking over Again

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 boiled 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 a charcoal pen 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 watching, and 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 are 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. Look at the expressions on those uncles' faces after we drank that chicken soup today. He also taught us how to work to save energy. That chicken is not free. When we get close to each other again, we can ask them where they live. Maybe we can do business with them 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.

Dagouzi: "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 me. 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.

"Second servant, 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 kid came in, startling Kang Er. After a closer look, he quietly retracted his outstretched hand.

He got out of the tent very tactfully and stood outside to keep watch.

"Uncle, hehe!" Yan Yu trotted over and brought out a bowl with half a bowl of roasted lamb. Upon closer inspection, he saw that his family's usual seasoning was sprinkled on it.

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

The roast was a little old, and the taste was slightly burnt.

Seeing him eat, Yan Yu said with bright eyes: "General Wei brought a lot of cattle and sheep. The cattle are for the prince to eat. The upper part of the sheep eats meat, and the lower part drinks soup. I asked someone and found that you are a meat eater, and this is best when it is just roasted and hot. I also asked Da Gouzi to keep an eye on the dry food and send it to you as soon as it comes out of the pot, hehe!"

They did the job of one person in the face of the wind, but they didn't need to work together.

Scattered in various positions in the camp.

Among them, Yan Yu and Da Gouzi were the most capable, and the head cook liked them and kept them.

But the other auxiliary soldiers were envious.

Everyone knows that the best job in the military camp is cooking.

The big pot of rice has no oil and water? Then who will share it.

The officials above always have surplus when they eat and drink spicy food, so it goes without saying who will get the extra spoonful or half a spoonful in the end.

Yan Huaiwen also enjoyed the treatment of being a member of the cook camp.

There is a lot to say about the distribution of meat, which piece can be divided, and when can it be eaten... Isn’t this reflected.

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Outside the book: I’m no longer a full-time writer, so I can update at my own pace. I have to balance quantity and quality, right? As you know after reading for a long time, it’s harder to write later. I usually don’t write in a watery way. Sometimes I can’t figure it out. A paragraph I wrote seriously was said to be watery, and a paragraph I wrote casually was said to be well written. The readers of this generation are really hard to understand o(╥﹏╥)o

The update time is not fixed for now. I'll write less if I don't have time, and more if I have time. It's not that I'm willful, but I really can't guarantee it~ My health is too bad, I can't stand working for a long time嘤嘤嘤(╥╯^╰╥)

I took one more day off, haha~ I’m very energetic~ I feel like I’m alive again hahaha~

After I finish these two days, I’ll see how I perform~

I’ll update the typos first and then correct them~