After looking around the kitchen, Chu Heng quickly backed out, wiped himself and returned to the goods standing there.
"Is there a vegetable market nearby?" he asked the grandchildren.
But these people stood leaning against the wall, no one dared to speak, they were all waiting for a certain fellow Taoist to sacrifice themselves.
Afraid of getting beaten...
Although the beating is lighter, you still have to get a stick after all, right?
After the atmosphere was silent for a few seconds, Chu Heng's face darkened, like an angry lion, he frowned and shouted: "Mother Dute, are you deaf? Cut off your ears because they are no longer useful!"
There was a timid person who was so frightened that the brick above his head fell down with a "clack" and unfortunately hit his foot.
"Fuck!"
The man screamed and knelt down, rubbed his feet vigorously, then stood up with a grimace and said to Chu Heng: "Master Chu, there is a vegetable market in the south of the city, but if you want to buy something, it's a bit late now. Even if we go, there won’t be much left.”
"Just a vegetable market?" Chu Heng frowned when he heard this. He was still thinking of getting some delicious food to reward his brothers. ,
"Yes, just one. This small county is not like our Sijiu City. There are several markets in one district." The man said hurriedly.
"Too."
Chu Heng nodded in understanding and had no choice but to decide to use the grain reserves in the warehouse.
He usually doesn't want to use the food stored in the warehouse. Firstly, he is afraid that it will be difficult to explain, and secondly, it is not easy to store something. But now he has no choice. He can't buy it, so he can only take it out and use it.
So after thinking about it, he turned to Cen Hao and others and said, "You go and tidy up the kitchen and boil some more water. When everyone comes back to wash up, I'll go take a walk outside and see if I can Buy some meat and improve the food for everyone."
"They don't have to be punished anymore?" Cen Hao pointed to the nine grandsons standing in the penalty area.
"Stop for a while, finish your work and then stand." Chu Heng glanced at the goods with a look of disgust, then turned to Volga and drove away from the yard.
"Hey you! What a pair of legs!"
"Quickly, give me a hand, my feet are numb!"
"Don't touch me! My back hurts!"
As soon as he left, the guys who were standing there wailed and threw away the bricks on their heads. They didn't mind the cold ground and sat down with their chins in their mouths, groaning and moving their stiff bodies.
Cen Hao, who was standing aside, had a cold look on his face when he saw it. He put his feet on the back of a young man sitting in front of him and gave him a shit. Then he glared and shouted: "Get up, hurry up." Go clean up the kitchen, my mother-in-law’s bunch of white-eyed wolves, that is, Mr. Chu is Merciful, I will chop them up for you and feed them to your dogs!”
Only then did everyone remember that there was an evil star around them.
He got up from the ground in a fit of pee, limped to the kitchen with his body sore from standing for a long time, and began to work cautiously under the supervision of Cen Hao.
Several people had a clear division of labor. Two of them cleaned up, another two chopped firewood, and the rest carried buckets and ran to fetch water from a public well a mile away.
After working for a while, fires were lit in the two large stoves. The smoke from the kitchen drifted out from the crooked chimney in the kitchen, which seemed to be about to fall down at any time, and shot straight into the sky.
"Tu tu tu tu!"
It happened that Chu Heng was driving back at this time. He drove the car and stopped outside the kitchen. Cen Hao, who was standing at the door supervising the work, saw this and hurriedly asked the people inside to come out and move things.
His car was packed with more than 200 kilograms of pork belly, a large bundle of green onions, ten large enamel basins, five bags of white flour, vinegar, garlic and other bits and pieces, and the back and back seats were full. Mandendenden.
"Are you going to make dumplings?" Cen Hao's eyes became bright as he looked at the things unloaded from the car.
"Yes, make dumplings!" Chu Heng smiled and patted the three-layered pork in the trunk: "How is this meat? Is it fat enough?"
"You're too thin!" Cen Hao glanced at it and was a little dissatisfied. He licked his lips and gestured: "If it's all big fat meat, it's oily when you bite it. Hey, then it's delicious." Woolen cloth!"
"Yes, yes, dumplings made with fat meat are the best!" The guy who asked them to move things next to them, who had a tooth knocked out by Chu Heng, drooled and nodded repeatedly.
"Go away! Your grandsons don't have a share in eating dumplings!" Chu Heng glared at this guy, and was about to curse a few words. Suddenly, a group of people who were prejudiced and dusty broke in from the door of the yard. Now beside the door Looking around.
These people were the one hundred people sent by Du San to support them. They were two people on a bicycle, with bed rolls hanging on both sides of the beam. They were all gray-faced and tired, and they had suffered a lot along the way.
"Yo, here it comes!"
Chu Heng looked happy, waved his hands vigorously, and shouted loudly: "Here it is!"
A large group of people came over upon hearing the sound. Although they didn't see him clearly, the Volga, which was one of the few in the capital, was extremely eye-catching.
"It's Mr. Chu!"
"Let's go, hurry up!"
"Four wheels are better than two wheels!"
When they saw their eldest brother, the group of people's hearts dropped because they were out in a strange environment. They hurriedly got on their bicycles and ran towards him.
Coming closer.
Chu Heng laughed and stepped forward to chat with everyone for a while, then quickly greeted them into the warehouse to find materials to make beds and quilts.
They are all rough old men, and they are not that particular. They walked around the courtyard and used whatever they saw. The diligent ones went to the room to tear down some wooden boards to make the bed, and the lazy ones just used bricks.
In a short time, a hundred beds were laid out, and then a group of people washed themselves, drank hot water, took a break, and then ran to knead noodles and chop meat fillings with Chu Heng and the others.
There are many people and work goes quickly. Everyone gathered together and chatted about the mountains. It didn't take long for the preparations to be completed.
And at this moment, those people who went out to look for people also came back one after another.
There were more than a dozen of them in the first batch, and each one looked miserable, with unkempt hair and ragged clothes. Those who didn't know better thought they were beggars.
"Six sons!"
"Xiao Hei! Why are you here?"
"Master Chu!"
When they saw Chu Heng and his group of more than a hundred people, they felt as if they were seeing their relatives. They ran over with surprise on their faces, and when they caught an acquaintance, they gave him a bear hug!
"We're here to support... Oh shit! Stay away, stay away from me! What a smell, this is it!"
"Hey, I didn't expect to stay so long when I came here. I haven't changed my clothes in how many days!"
"Then you guys can't wash your faces?"
"Who doesn't want to wash up? You've been running around all day, so you do the same!"
…
Chu Heng glanced at these dirty brothers and felt very relieved. It seemed that rat shit was in the minority after all, and most people were relatively reliable.
He walked up and shook hands one by one, and said with a grateful face: "Brothers, thank you for your hard work. When this matter is over, I will definitely be richly rewarded when I return to the city!"
The young man grinned, his dark face making his white teeth look reflective: "It's not hard, Mr. Chu, we are happy to be able to help you."
"Haha, good brother!"
