"Don't worry. I'll invite Third Aunt first."
Qin Feng smiled and agreed.
As soon as she finished speaking, Second Sister-in-law arrived with a man.
Then, it was Liu Tie and his wife, the hunter and his wife, and the concubine…
In the end, almost the entire village came.
This time, Qin Feng didn't even need to do anything. The hunters and Liu Tie brought the men to cut down the trees while the women stayed at home to repair the yard and weave hemp ropes. They were busy.
Qin Feng wasn't stingy when others came to help. He asked Guan Hanyan to make a big pot of rice, and the remaining rabbit was also stewed until it was rotten.
The rich fragrance of meat spread in all directions. The group of children playing in the courtyard stopped running and surrounded the kitchen door, drooling.
There was strength in numbers. Before noon, the men had used a handcart to drag back more than ten small trees as thick as bowls.
At noon, Qin Feng asked the children to go home and get a bowl. Each of them had a bowl of rice and a spoonful of broth.
The children had never eaten such delicacies before. They wanted to swallow their tongues.
...
After a lively lunch, the men began to get busy again.
He set up a pile of firewood in the courtyard and carried the wood to roast it back and forth.
Not only could the wood that had been charred prevent insects and ants from biting it, but it was also durable.
When the women returned home after delivering the bowls and chopsticks, each of them had one or two bundles of straw under their arms.
There was no technical content in building a straw shed. The roasted trees were buried in the soil to make pillars, and then the beams were tied with ropes. The beams and the surroundings were covered with straw, and then they were smeared with mud.
The sky was not dark yet, and a grass shed that was thirty feet long and ten feet wide was already set up.
There wasn't enough rice left to steam the rice, so Qin Feng asked Guan Hanyan to cook a pot of porridge and two big baskets of fried pancakes.
The wild rabbit was eaten at noon. The village was short of supplies and there were no other vegetables to entertain guests. Qin Feng had no choice but to buy two baskets of wild vegetables from Xiao Yu.
If cooked carefully, these wild vegetables were not difficult to eat. In the future, they could be sold for dozens or even hundreds of yuan per plate in restaurants. However, in this day and age, farmers did not even have enough oil to light their lamps. Who would be extravagant enough to use it to mix vegetables?
If they were willing to throw a few grains of coarse salt, even the neighbors would praise them enviously.
Most of the people would blanch it with water and serve it to the dining table.
Such simple wild vegetables were bitter and astringent, and it was difficult to swallow.
However, not only did Qin Feng add salt to the wild vegetables, but he also added enough vegetable oil. He also added some spices bought from the county government to season them.
It looked oily and green, and it did not taste bitter like wild vegetables at all.
The two pots full of wild vegetables were snatched away by the children.
"The fried pancakes are really too delicious. Brother Feng, what should we do if you spoil our appetite?"
"Wild vegetables are also delicious!"
Brother Feng, I've eaten wild vegetables for so many years, but I've never eaten anything so delicious. What secret recipe do you have? Tell sister-in-law.
"Second Sister-in-law, let me tell you. If you're willing to add oil and spices, I guarantee that the wild vegetables you make will also be delicious."
"Then forget it. My family can't afford to eat such wild vegetables."
" Brother Feng, when are you going to build a shed at your house? I still want to eat rice!"
...
The villagers, regardless of gender or age, all ate until their faces were glowing before leaving. Zhang Mancang was left behind to help Qin Feng deal with the two jujube trees. This kind of tree was the most suitable for making bows and crossbows. "Mancang, don't go into the mountains to cut firewood these few days. Come to my house and help me forge iron, okay?" Qin Feng asked as he tidied up the branches on the ground.
"Brother Feng, this is your family's craftsmanship…" Zhang Mancang's face lit up, but he shook his head.
If a disciple of a church starved to death, then a blacksmith was enough for the small Haijiao Village. If there was one more, people would starve to death.
Therefore, in this era, craftsmen would only pass on their skills to their own children and would not easily pass them on to outsiders.
"I'm a scholar. How can I be a blacksmith all my life?"
"I'll leave Haijiao Village in one or two years at most," said Qin Feng indifferently."It's better to leave it to you than to rot in my stomach."
"But…"
"But what? Are you going to learn or not? If you don't want to learn, I'll ask someone else."
"Learn, I'll learn!"
Zhang Mancang quickly nodded.
He put down the chopper and solemnly bowed to Qin Feng.
Learning a craft was equivalent to having an extra job, and this job could be passed on to future generations.
From this moment on, Zhang Mancang's attitude towards Qin Feng changed again.
Previously, he was grateful, but now, he was respectful.
He also worked harder.
Xiao'e was scared out of her wits last night, and now she was hugging onto Guan Hanyan, unwilling to let go.
Guan Hanyan had no choice but to coax her to sleep.
Tang Dongdong and Runniang carried the spinning wheel and placed it in the middle of the straw shed.
Next to the spinning wheel was a large bed that was newly made today.
From tonight onwards, Tang Dongdong and Runniang would be staying here.
Tang Dongdong pulled over a small stool, sat down, and began to adjust the spinning wheel.
Run Niang rubbed her hands and stood there for a while. Then, she picked up the broom and started sweeping again.
After experiencing nothing, they would cherish what they had again.
Actually, she had already swept the floor several times and it was very clean.
However, the pots and pans had already been washed. She couldn't help Qin Feng and Man Cang, so she really couldn't find anything else to do.
She was afraid that Qin Feng and Guan Hanyan would find her lazy, so she could only sweep the floor again and again.
"Runniang, stop sweeping. If you continue sweeping, the broom will be bald."
Tang Dongdong could see Runniang's embarrassment. She patted her shoulder and said," If you're afraid of being idle, go to sleep quickly. I'll wake you up in the middle of the night to take over my shift."
"Alright…"
Hearing that there was something she could do, Runniang smiled." Sister Dongdong, why don't I spin first? You go and sleep for a while?"
" We're not spinning tonight. All of you go to bed early."
Qin Feng came out of the shop to get something. He happened to hear the conversation between the two. He frowned and said," It's faster to work if you have enough energy. No matter how busy you are, you won't lack a night and a half."
Ever since Xie Guang came to kill them in the middle of the night last night, no one in the family had slept except for the insensible Little Er.
If he didn't have to wait for Zhang Liang to come back, Qin Feng would have gone back to sleep long ago.
"Brother Feng, I'm not tired…"
Runniang said in a low voice.
"Go to sleep even if you're not tired!"
Qin Feng finally realized that Runniang and Guan Hanyan were the same, both of them had a submissive personality, so he couldn't help but raise his voice.
As expected, Runniang thought that Qin Feng was angry, so she quickly agreed and sat on the bed obediently.
"How's your hand?"
Tang Dongdong chased after Qin Feng and asked with a red face.
"Old Tan's herbs are very effective. It doesn't hurt anymore."
Qin Feng raised his left hand, wanting to comfort Tang Dongdong.
Who knew that when he and Mancang were carrying the wood just now, the wound had opened for some reason, and blood was now seeping out.
"You still say you're fine? You're bleeding."
Tang Dongdong's eyes reddened. Ignoring the differences between men and women, she held Qin Feng's left hand and carefully removed the bandage.