The daily farming life of the black-bellied young lady

Chapter 162 Soft Persimmons

The work of making horse dung bricks is still very tiring. By the next day, Chu Ying already had a sore back and back pain. After all, Chu Ying spent all her time here except for eating and sleeping. Chu Ying picked up the clay pot next to her and continued to pour. After a few mouthfuls of water, he was wearing a gown besides the unlined clothes, and the unlined clothes inside were almost soaked.

The single clothes were wet and dry, and Chu Ying couldn't feel it anymore. She took a deep breath, and Chu Ying used a rake to rake the horse dung next to it to a more humid place. Now it is too laborious to step on it manually. Chu Ying borrowed a rake, and raked it back and forth dozens of times, and then hit some hard lumps with the rake head to save a lot of trouble.

"You are new here, why are you doing these dirty things? Let's go drink together at night, you can see that you are sweating and smelly." Ji Qiu handed Chu Ying a dry towel, but Chu Ying waved her hand and pushed her back, only to see Chu Ying wipe her face with a wet towel around her neck.

"I'm just looking for something to do. There is too much horse manure and there is no place for the horse to go. The horse will get sick if you step on or lie on such ground." Chu Ying put the rake aside and took off the sun-dried horse manure bricks. Fill the mold with new horse manure, and then pile the dried horse manure bricks together. Fatball saw the horse manure bricks he made before and thought it was very convenient to carry around, and the kitchen and dining room The place is still some distance away, and at his own instigation, Fat Ball will slowly add some horse dung bricks into it.

"No wonder, many horses died before, and I thought they were sick." Ji Qiu also helped Chu Ying build horse dung bricks.

"Let you stand or lie on your own poop, you will be in a good mood, and it will be good if you don't get dizzy from the smell. It's strange if you don't get sick after a few days."
Looking at Ji Qiu who was slightly covering his nose with his hand, "Go do your work. This horse manure doesn't stink when it's dry, but it still smells a little bit when it's wet. Anyway, I can do it for another day or two, I guess."
"I'm fine, I'm in a panic, how did you come here? Did you commit a crime or do you need to be an official in the future? My father said that if you come here for a few years, you can get a better official position when you go back." Looking at Ji Qiu's gentle and weak face It looks like he is indeed not a soldier.

"Work, don't talk nonsense." Chu Ying had to move 8 bricks at a time, so she didn't have time to chat. She was working hard, and a postman with a few younger brothers came behind Fat Ball.

"Chu Ying, your steamed cakes, these people are not easy to mess with, they always make a fuss about nothing, and they are in a hurry." Fat Ball whispered in Chu Ying's ear, put the food box aside, and hid behind Ji Qiu.

"Hey, this new soldier is very enthusiastic, but is his nose blocked? Can you not smell it? Or? Are you used to such low-level work?" Li Jun raised his chin extremely high, Single eyelid squinted at Chu Ying.

"It must be. Why did the young master like us, who stretches his clothes and eats his mouth, ever do this? If we want us to clean the stables, we might as well kill us first."
"That's right, it's the first time I've seen a stable when I grow up so big. It's the work of servants to lead and raise horses." Chu Ying looked at the postmen who stood far away from these people and said nothing. Forget it, after washing his hands, he sat down and ate steamed pancakes.

"Li Jun, why should you go? You don't work. What are you doing here? Aside from playing tricks and taking advantage of others, what else can you do?" Ji Qiu asked Fat Ball to go first, and Li Jun said nothing. The top is horizontal, and you can really use real knives and guns, and you won't be scared to shit.

"Ji Qiu, you robbed me of my friend and I haven't found you yet? You don't know how to praise yourself to help others get ahead, are you impatient?" Li Jun rolled up his sleeves and looked like he was going to fight for three hundred rounds No matter how you look at it, the orchid finger holding her nose feels a little girly.

"What's the matter? Are you going to fight? Who is afraid of whom? Come if you have the ability." Chu Ying saw that the two were about to make trouble after saying a few words, and hurried forward to dissuade them, but Li Jun waved his fat hand, In addition, Chu Ying didn't pay much attention, and the steamed cake in her hand fell to the ground.

Chu Ying picked it up naturally, rinsed it with water, added some dipping sauce and continued eating.

But this move shocked Li Jun and the others, "Look at it, look at it, I said this newcomer is a servant, and I eat steamed cakes dipped in horse manure, don't you think so?" My servant, no, this is simply low-quality, and none of my servants will eat it."
Chu Ying smiled helplessly, and continued to eat her cakes. The materials in this place were all brought in from other places, and the manpower and financial resources spent here cannot be wasted.And this horse eats grass, and the dried horse manure has no taste.

Li Jun saw that this kid kept his expression indifferent. At first, he thought that she would definitely get angry, and he would be able to bully her well by virtue of the number of people, but Li Jun felt that it was no fun when she was like this.

Seeing Li Jun's disappointed look, Wang Jing picked up a lump of sticky horse dung and threw it into the food box. Seeing Chu Ying's face sinking, Wang Jing thought that this would be a good show.

"I don't care if you are fighting and messing around and spraying manure all over your mouth. It has nothing to do with me, but why are you wasting food?" Chu Ying hurriedly removed the horse manure, feeling a little pain in her heart when she saw the spoiled food.

"What's the matter? Seeing how happy you were eating just now, I thought you liked pancakes dipped in horse manure." Wang Jing shouted loudly with his arms crossed.

"Wang Jing, say it again, Chu Ying's newcomer has no grievances or enmities with you. Are you itching to speak like this? Are you looking for a fight?" Waiting to raise his head, he saw that Wang Jing's throat was being tightly strangled by Chu Ying.

"If I like to eat, I will make it myself. Seeing how proficient you are just now, it seems that you like to eat, right?" Chu Ying picked up the polluted pancake, and pried Wang Jing's mouth open with her fingers.

A group of spectators around laughed, but seeing that Chu Ying was going to give the pancake to Wang Jing, it seemed that this new method was quite tough, and it was not easy to bully at all.

"Chu Ying, I'm afraid it's not your turn to speak here as a newcomer, right? Besides, you're a servant, won't you be afraid that Lord Yicheng will punish you severely for doing this?" Li Jun grabbed Chu Ying's arm, but he couldn't move her no matter what , The hand that hit him was pushed back, and he fell a big somersault on the ground.

"If I were a servant, think about it with your toes, even a servant can come to such a place to seek safety for a while, don't you think that you are not so rich, so it matters, then Don’t you think so? To say that I’m a servant is to belittle yourselves.” Chu Ying looked at Wang Jing with dilated pupils and looked at her in horror. As soon as she let go of her hands, Wang Jing’s legs gave way and fell to the ground.

When Chu Ying turned around, Wang Jing swept her legs and tried to trip Chu Ying, but Chu Ying punched her back with the soles of her feet. Wang Jing rolled on the ground with her legs in her arms, crying for her father and mother.

"You have eyes in the back of your head? Ouch."
"People don't offend me, I don't offend others, don't deal with these moths, I will treat each other with courtesy, but if you think I am a soft persimmon, I am afraid that your hands will break when you pinch me." Everyone looked at this A tall and thin boy with round eyes like a judge in the palace of the king of hell, he is so fierce and decisive that everyone is almost sober from drinking.

(End of this chapter)