Chapter 58 Gift
Because of all kinds of delays, it was almost noon.
Yang He was preparing to rest in Longtang Shop to make fire and make rice.
Seeing that the opposite escort team is the same, it is obviously preparing to have lunch at Longtangpu.
Their convoy stopped on the official road, and then many corpses came out, ignited a bunch of bonfires under the official road, set up iron pots and kettles, and started to cook tea and cook meat.
Seeing that they were very familiar with their movements, they obviously traveled outside all year round, and they passed by many deserted mountains and rivers, without villages in front or shops in the back, and cooking with stoves, which was already cost-effective.
This is also a necessary skill for escorts, three meetings and one failure.
He can build stoves, repair shoes, and cut hair.
However, many of them have dirty faces and dusty faces.
But it is not that I don’t have water to wash my face, but that I don’t wash my face in the “three meetings and one no”.
The rules of the yard master: not washing your face during the ward. When they are doing a ward, they are synonymous with washing their faces and getting home. Only when they get home can they take a shower and wash their faces happily and celebrate the end of the ward.
In Yang He's view, it is more about protecting the skin.
The escort team walks outdoors. In winter, the wind is cold and sand is blowing on the face in spring and autumn, and the sun is scorching in summer. After washing, the face is exposed to the wind and sun, and the face is easily damaged.
Without washing your face, you can protect your face.
The rules of each industry actually have their survival principles behind it.
Look at the noise there, the smell of tea bricks and ginger soup comes from time to time, mixed with the taste of broth.
Qian Sanniang was busy among the stintsmen and was indeed a devilish figure, and many men were not as tall as hers.
Wherever she passed, there was always a stud, and her hand showed an unnatural look because it was much shorter than her.
Yang He was not under pressure. He estimated that his height was about 1.75 meters. It can be described as Yushu Linfeng. Women in this era could not be taller than him.
There was noisy next to Longtang Shop, and the teams on Yanghe were as busy as ever.
When I make soup, I mix wild vegetables, horse meat, and noodles in it, and make baked buns on a large pot, with a steaming heat and a sizzling fragrance.
Now that the food is sufficient, there is no need to drink porridge for meals.
Both sides were steaming and the noise of people was hustle and bustle, which added anger to the official road.
From time to time, many people were surprised. After seeing many fugitive teams, they had never seen such orderly. Especially although there were many women, children and elderly people, most of them were very energetic, and the young and strong were more uniform in clothing and equipment.
The entire team gives people a sense of vitality and is unforgettable at first sight.
It is in sharp contrast with other teams.
Even though their escort team is both young and strong, they seem to be inferior to those in an orderly manner.
"This scholar is not simple."
From time to time, the Jiu Master looked at him and murmured.
Yang He was sitting in front of the Longtang Shop. He sat on a rosewood official hat chair, with a small table in front of him, and the teapot that Hu Juyi gave him was placed on it.
At this time, the teapot spout and cover were steaming, and two tea cups were placed. Yan Dezheng sat on another rosewood official hat chair, and the two were drinking tea and waiting for dinner.
Yang He drank slowly, and the hot tea poured warmth into his body.
Not far away, my sister Ying'er was dying with Hu, Wu Juejue, Qi Wanrong and other girls were playing with the eagle catching the chicks.
Hu Kuyi hid behind the "heen" Wu Juejue, and was always caught by the "eagle" Ying'er.
He screamed: "Juejue, hurry up, hurry up."
Seeing that they were having a lot of fun, the younger brother Qian'er, the little girl Qian Chuan'er, Yu Xiannu, Qi Wande, the little boy Qi Zhixiang, Zhou Xiaoguo and others all applauded hard.
Yang He smiled on his face, and the adults next to him were busy, looking at him with smiles from time to time.
This team provides them with safety and warmth.
The apprentice of the clinic, Li Jiale, was stationed on a stick. He had seen several wounded people, especially the young and strong man who had his left arm was killed. He looked at the team again. The wind was cold and the weather was getting colder.
He looked at Yang He, hesitated for a while, and then he mustered up the courage to come over.
After saying he bowed, it was the beginning of winter, and diseases such as frostbite need to be prevented. It is best to boil a pot of ginger soup every now and then to prevent cold treatment, but there is no ginger in the vegetation.
He looked at the escort agency, implicitly hoping that Mr. Yang would come over and ask for some.
Yang He looked at him and nodded.
The apprentice in the clinic was full of serious and responsible expressions. It seemed that he had already been involved in this atmosphere and regarded himself as a part of the team.
He took Yan Dezheng and stood up to the escort agency, thinking in his mind that this clinic apprentice is very good at seizing the opportunity and proving his value.
Well, just wait until his health is not so weak, build a professional medical team and draw a few smart people to serve as followers for him. Qualified people can also be apprentices.
However, the apprenticeship system is still backward and a professional medical school is needed. Let’s talk about it later.
Yang He found Qian Zhongyong, the chief escort, and explained his request.
The Ninth Master laughed heartily: "What is the mere ginger? I'll send it to my child later. I'll give you any instructions for my husband if he needs anything."
Yang He thanked him, and he glanced at him. It seemed that Wang Qiong'e and his group were also busy, and their utensils became much more exquisite.
Shortly after Yang He came back, he saw the thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl bringing a wooden plate over. It seemed to be a pot of hot tea and several plates covered, and I don’t know what.
She came over with a smile, and two slender figures followed behind her, all with strong colors, with double long swords inserted into her waist.
When she saw Yang He, she said, "Little scholar, this is given to you by our lady, hehe."
Yang He hurriedly stood up and said, "Thank you, my little lady, how can you ask about your name Gao?"
The little girl said, "The person is called Dian'er, and the last name is with the lady."
Yang Hedao: "Thank you, Miss Dian'er, this name is very beautiful."
Wang Dian'er said happily: "Really?"
If someone else said this, such as Hu found employment and had met him, Miss Dian'er might turn against him and scolded him for being shameless.
But Yang He said this, but she was very happy and went back with a smile.
The two heads of the mansion followed behind, looking back at Yang He, and admired him that scholars were scholars, and just one sentence made Miss Dian'er so happy.
The teapot is exquisite and made of fine porcelain. Yang He opened the lid of the pot and felt a refreshing tea fragrance, which was so scary inside.
This tea is good at Taihu Lake and cannot be easily drunk. Generally, there are a few talented people in high-ranking officials.
When I opened a few porcelain lids, there were several plates of pastries inside, and all I saw were exquisite.
Yang He called on his younger brothers and sisters, as well as Minister Yang, Qi Youxin, and Yan Dezheng followed him to taste the fine tea and make some details.
Qi Youxin and Yan Dezheng were a little frightened. Although they were the first old people to follow Yang He, they didn't dare to eat such exquisite refreshments.
My sister Ying'er said obediently: "Brother eat first, and brother eat too."
Yang He smiled and said, "It's okay, when you arrive in the city, you can eat pastries often in the future."
Chapter completed!