Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 1217 Learning (2)
After returning to the mansion yesterday, Wen took Qingli to present treasures. She went to the market where the common people often go, and brought back several folk snacks. There was a fried rice cake that was often eaten in the Northland. It was sweetened with icing sugar. Yes, chewy, the elderly and children like it, and it is sold in almost every market.

Wen's used to wander around, and didn't pay much attention to the food. He always felt that what the common people cooked might not be hygienic.The number of times was too many, and she passed by the stall every time, and there were many people surrounded by the stall, so she moved her mind.

Asking the fairy grass to be bought back, Wen took a sip, and was immediately overwhelmed by the taste. As a person who doesn't like lust, she ate it several times in a row. Finally, she was persuaded by the pomegranate, which was not easy to digest, so she shut up. I bought some more and brought them back to Qingli.

There are all kinds of snacks in the market. In autumn, many farmers from the surrounding area come to sell the produce, fresh fruits and vegetables, meat and eggs, etc., everything that one expects to find. When Wen sees something good, he packs it all up and returns home. .

The result of Wen's doing this was that Qingli ate too much for dinner yesterday, and looked at the food on the table in the morning without any appetite, so he drank a bowl of peanut porridge wholeheartedly.

"Miss, shall we go to the wasteland first?"

Mai Ya followed behind Qingli, halfway through speaking, he hesitated to speak.Dazhou conquered two cities of Daqin in a row. The soldiers of the camp in the north of the city had a chance to visit their relatives. She wanted to see her godfather and fiance Brother Huzi. They were at Surabaya Pass. Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Some clothes, shoes, socks and food that had been prepared earlier.

"Yes, first go to the wasteland to have a look, if you need to buy something, then go to the shop."

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Qingli took a butterfly silver hairpin from the hand of the nanny, and inserted it obliquely on her head at will.She was wearing an apricot yellow dress with cross neck and wide sleeves, a style that was only recently popular, perfectly blending the traditional costumes of Dazhou with the characteristics of Daqin.Seeing that it looked good, Wen asked someone from the embroidery workshop to come to her and make some clothes for her.

Qingli doesn't like this fat style very much, she always feels like an opera singer.The patterns on the dress are too complicated and hand-crafted, requiring dozens of people to rush to work at the same time, which is quite painstaking, so she can't choose too expensive jewelry on her head.

"Miss, you have so many jewels in your jewelry box, you wear them more expensively."

Mammy Yu interrupted, she looked at her young lady, and always felt that the tiara was too simple.What kind of person is my lady? She is the wife of the major general who is loved by the soldiers in the Northland. She is so low-key when she goes out. As a celebrity in front of the lady, she can't find a sense of existence.

"It's good to be comfortable, and not to go to important occasions."

Qingli glanced at Nanny Yu, she knew what this woman was thinking very well.Women's vanity is the cause, there is no one who does not love beauty, but Qingli has always disagreed with the aesthetics of this era. For example, she doesn't like men with red lips and white teeth like a little boy, and she doesn't like wearing gold and silver. The enchanting woman on her body should be simple and comfortable, there is no need to suffer for face.

"Miss, slave... slave wants to take a day off."

Malt lowered his head and said in a low voice.Today she is not with Miss, and there are other maids, but if she does not leave Pingyang, tomorrow will be Mid-Autumn Festival, and the soldiers in the camp in the north of the city will be busy celebrating the festival, so she will not be able to see her father and Brother Huzi.

"Going out of the city? Then you go, let the family coachman take you for a ride, and stay in Surabaya City tonight, and go to the inn to stay for one night."

Qingli knew about Malt's situation. Although they were not far from each other, due to the war, it was difficult to have the opportunity to meet each other. She could understand.

After tidying up, Qingli took Yumao alone, and went straight to the wasteland in the carriage of the mansion.Here, people got up early yesterday and came to the venue. Everyone was busy cutting trees and building sheds. The shopkeeper of Qingli's shop was delivering carts of straw and linoleum.

These guys are almost all building sheds for the first time, with a piece of rag hanging in front as a curtain.Qingli shook her head, at this time the weather has started to get cold, she must catch the cold at night, and recently it always rains in autumn at night, the terrain is uneven, water will seep into the shed.

The informant went to the barracks and called a few logistics soldiers, and the soldiers taught everyone to build tents, so that they would be much more comfortable to live in. There was a well next to it, so they didn’t have to go far to the river to drink water.

The nearest village is a few miles away, and it is very inconvenient to eat, but these men don't go into the kitchen to do work at home, they only light fires, and meals can only be pulled by people in cars.They are all brats, and it is not suitable for women to live here.

With the help of the soldiers, the tents were all set up around noon. Here, daily sundries such as quilts, pots and pans, etc., were delivered by the family members in bullock carts. Charcoal basins and red carpets were thoughtfully prepared in each tent. The small mud stove prevents the cold in the middle of the night, and you can also boil a mouthful of hot water for yourself.

The farm tools were placed in a specially prepared tent, with several layers of linoleum cloth added on top, and several large jars of rice noodles were prepared. Everyone got up too early in the morning, and it was too late to deliver breakfast, so they could only make more steamed buns at a time, and moved some. Come over with small pickles, heat it up yourself, and serve it with a bowl of hot porridge.

On the other side, people are being asked to build a special cowshed. Several soldiers from the camp cooperate with Qingli to measure the land and divide it. Each person has one piece of land. It will take a month to prepare the land. This is more fair and you can do it yourself. My own, and beware of someone being lazy.

The wages are paid according to the craftsman's price in Pingyang. Fifty Wen a day is paid. The price has increased fivefold.

Among these people, Qingli can't even be called by name, she only knows Wang Shandan, and let him take charge of the management. If you need anything, you can ask the shopkeeper of the shop at home. As long as it is a reasonable request, she will agree.

"Miss, you are too kind."

Nanny Yu always felt that her lady was kind to these people, and that fighting was a man's business, and now the lady took care of all the trivial matters in the rear. Back then, she always felt that the lady was a village girl and was not good enough for the major general. Totally reversed thinking now.

"This is not kindness, this is leaving a way out for yourself."

Leading a team is like raising a child. Although it is cheesy to say so, it is also true.There can only be one master in the army in the north of the city, and that is Chunyu Wen, not that he really wants to seize power.

The thoughts of the superiors are unpredictable. Yelu Chuyang is a kind person, but it is hard to guarantee that one day he will be provoked by a traitor and feel that the military power is not in his hands. What if his thoughts change?You must not have the heart to harm others, and you must not have the heart to guard against others, Qingli knows it well.

Now that she has done so much for the soldiers of the North City Camp, she does not ask the other party to be grateful, at least she must understand who is the one who really cares about them, even without the support of the treasury, the North City Army does not need it.

(End of this chapter)