Chang Shichu said: "If you don't have enough to eat, how will you have the strength to drive? And you may encounter robbers on the road. I don't want you to be so hungry that your hands and feet will be weak, and then you will be eaten by the robbers."
She has said so, how can anyone else dare to have any objections? After all, what she said was right, so a few people lit a fire and cooked two big pots of rice. They all ate so much that they couldn't lift their heads. There was no other way. Common people rarely had enough to eat these days. Hungry is daily.
"Woo... This is my first time eating such good rice! White and fragrant rice..." The man named Queertan, who was missing a corner of his ear, said with tears in his eyes.
"Oh, I don't know how long it's been since I've had such good rice. It's thanks to Master Chang that I can eat it now." Old Uncle Wang also looked grateful.
Wei Yu'an nodded hurriedly, but his eyes never left the rice in his bowl.
Others also talked about Chang Shichu's charity, saying that she was willing to give such good food to him, a hired worker, and that she was a good person. They were even more grateful to Chang Shichu, and he didn't even rest after eating. There was no rest, and everyone was as violent as if they had been given chicken blood.
Chang Shichu never expected that he would arouse their enthusiasm just by letting them eat ordinary rice. It was an unexpected surprise.
I don’t know if it’s because Chang Shichu has dealt with several waves of robbers on the way here. They haven’t recovered their strength yet they still dare not face Chang Shichu, the living king of hell. This time when she came back with people to transport food, she didn’t encounter them. Anyone coming to rob the food made her feel confused and lucky at the same time. Could it be that all her bad luck was gone?
That would be great if it was true.
The journey went smoothly, everyone ate well and slept well, and we returned to Qing'an City in more than five days.
Wei Yu'an looked at the faint black blood stains on the ground on the street. He couldn't imagine the scene of the massacre. The blood stains on the street were still so clear now. It must have been a river of blood during the massacre...
In such a dangerous situation, I wonder how Sister Chang survived?
He looked at Chang Shichu's slender figure riding a horse in front of him and couldn't imagine what had happened to her.
Chang Shichu didn't know that her little boy had begun to feel sorry for her. When she led the food transport team into Qing'an City, she felt a lot more relaxed all over. Qing'an City is now her base camp. As long as she enters here, she will Nothing could threaten her anymore.
After more than half a day, the food arrived at the door of Chang's house. She asked Uncle Wang and the others to help move the food into the house, and then went to a new restaurant in the city to prepare a banquet to entertain them.
"You have worked hard along the way. This table of food and wine is my tribute to my hard work during this time." Chang Shichu raised his glass and said to several employees.
"Master Chang is so polite. This is what we should do." Old Uncle Wang said a little cautiously. He had never seen such a good table of food, and he was so polite and respected by the boss who hired him, so he couldn't help but feel flattered and hurried. He also raised his glass and drank the glass of wine in one gulp.
"We have to thank Mr. Chang for hiring us to do this job!" Queer Tan quickly added, "I also pay you a toast, Mr. Chang!"
At this time, they had completely forgotten that Chang Shichu was a young girl in her teens. They all regarded her as a boss who could take charge of affairs, and they were willing to be called "master".
There were plenty of food and wine, and we were in the master's house, so we didn't have to worry about safety issues. After relaxing, everyone drank more, and everyone was drunk. Some were dancing, some were crying, and some were just... Pulling Chang Shichu, who was grateful to her... the whole room was like a group of demons dancing around.
Just when Chang Shichu had a headache that he had to drag so many people back to the guest room to accommodate them, Wei Yu'an came out at this time and said, "Sister Chang, let me help you take them back to the room."
"Wei Yuan, are you not drunk?" Chang Shichu was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that there was someone sober.
"...I'm still young, so I won't grow taller if I drink." Wei Yu'an said speechlessly.
"Oh, yes, children can't drink." Chang Shi first slapped his forehead, feeling that he had drunk too much, and his head was filled with alcohol.
"Are you strong enough?" Chang Shichu was a little worried that he was too weak.
Wei Yu'an was a little unconvinced, so he directly pulled Old Uncle Wang up from his chair, used his thin shoulders to support Old Uncle Wang, and said, "I am very strong."
"Okay, you're quite strong." Chang Shichu didn't take the initiative to dampen him. When he saw him slowly helping Old Uncle Wang back to the guest room, he also pulled up a drunkard who was lying on the ground, half-supporting and half-dragling him back to the guest room. In the guest room, her movements were much faster than Wei Yuan's.
Wei Yu'an's eyes widened when he saw her dragging a grown man faster than him, with a look of disbelief.
But he quickly comforted himself: Sister Chang is a strong person who can ride a horse and go to Shangzhao City to buy food alone. Now she is just stronger. Is this surprising?
So he immediately regained his mood and sent Old Uncle Wang back to the guest room with difficulty.
They are all old and young people, and they will feel uneasy after being away from home for too long. Even if Old Uncle Wang and the others are reluctant to leave Qing'an City, they still have to say goodbye to Chang Shichu and Wei Yu'an.
Chang Shichu paid them and generously gave them food for their return journey before sending them away.
Wei Yu'an sent the people out of the city gate, saying goodbye to Uncle Wang and the others with some melancholy and reluctance.
Old Uncle Wang touched his head and said to him: "Little beggar, you should be smarter and work harder when you follow Master Chang. Master Chang has a good heart. As long as you work well with her, she will definitely not treat you badly. "
"Uncle Wang, I know." Wei Yu'an replied. He mustered up all the courage in his life to propose the opportunity to follow Chang Shichu. After finally getting his wish, it was impossible not to cherish it.
"That's good." Old Uncle Wang sighed, "These days there is chaos and chaos, and there is no peace anywhere. I don't know if one day the artillery and bows will fall on my head. You have to take care of yourself."
"Thank you, Uncle Wang, the same goes for you." Wei Yu'an reminded.
After saying goodbye, Old Uncle Wang left with his people.
Wei Yu'an put away the melancholy in his heart and hurried back to Chang's house. He discovered last night that there was no servant in Sister Chang's house, so he had to go back and work hard.
Chang Shichu didn't expect Wei Yuan to be of much help to her, she just wanted him to run errands and do trivial things. After all, he was still very thin, and he felt guilty about employing child labor. To train him, at least We have to let him grow up.
Wei Yu'an didn't think so. He didn't want to be a freeloader, so no matter what Chang Shichu told him, he had to do his best. If Chang Shichu didn't tell him, he himself would follow Chang Shichu after getting permission. Shichu studied after his death, and often when he went out to discuss business or meet with employees, he would observe and learn from the sidelines, never missing an opportunity.
