His Majesty is a sick beauty

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Wang Wu carefully stirred the cement in front of him. This kind of material made of gray special soil and sand mixed with water will become very strong after a day of solidification. agent, the house built is big and strong.

Wang Wu had never seen this kind of material before, and only regarded it as a precious thing that nobles in the palace or aristocratic families could use. Every day, he carefully filtered the sand and gravel and stirred the cement according to the requirements of the foreman.

"Are you ready?"

A dark-skinned, short and thin man came over carrying a burden.

"Alright, wait a minute."

Wang Wu stirred a few more times, then bent down and pressed the mortar with his fingers to confirm the hardness: "Okay."

"The cement is ready!" He shouted, and a few bearers who were squatting and resting next to him came over, shoveled the cement into the basket with a shovel, picked it up from both sides of the load, stood up with a hey, and walked towards the base. go.

Cement pickers came in waves, and the cement that Wang Wu had mixed before was quickly cleaned up. He wiped the sweat from his sunburnt face, turned around and brought a large bag of cement, ready to stir it a little more. .

At this moment, a few wheelbarrows with large wooden barrels on them came from a distance, and the supervisor of those wheelbarrows put his fingers in his hands and whistled: "Take a rest, dinner is ready!"

"dinner's ready!"

When Wang Wu heard that the meal was ready, he immediately put down the shovel in his hand and trotted towards the nearest wheelbarrow.

He swallowed his saliva. Since he came here to work, each person has received a bucket of rice or ten copper coins every day, and he still has two dry meals for breakfast and lunch when he works.At first, he thought that it would be nice to be able to eat the kind of rice with grains and soil to fill his stomach, but he didn't expect that these two dry meals were steamed with beans and millet, and they were fragrant.

Wang Wu's position was relatively close. When he ran over, there were only four or five people in line in front of him.The woman in charge of cooking lifted the lid of the wooden barrel, and a fragrant smell of food filled the air, which made Wang Wu's stomach growl.

"Sister Ma, what's the meal today?"

Sister Ma is a widow. She was recruited together with five other women and was responsible for cooking for them every day. At the beginning, Xiao Liuzi molested these women and was scolded by these angry women. Not to mention the bloody head, even the people were kicked out of the team later.

In this year of severe drought, after being driven away, how can I find a good job of eating two meals a day and bringing a bucket of grain?The guys who were driven away were crying outside and wanting to come back. After arguing for several days, they were caught and beaten by the government, and they dared not come back again.From then on, even if they had any thoughts in their hearts, they never dared to express them. At most, they muttered a few words "Tigress" in a low voice every day when they were eating.

"It's still bean and millet rice, and the food is salted mustard greens, hehe. You are lucky today, and each of you can drink a scoop of wine."

"Wine? Give me a scoop, I haven't had a drink for a long time!"

This wine is naturally not white wine, otherwise these guys who haven't drunk much are afraid that they will be drunk.But even the most inferior turbid wine is an excellent drink for these peasants who face the loess and their backs to the sky.

Wang Wu also licked his chapped lips in anticipation. When he was in the queue, he saw the woman pick up a big leaf on the side, scooped a big portion of rice with a broken gourd and put it on the leaf. , sprinkled another ball of pickled mustard greens, and handed it to Wang Wu.

Wang Wu dragged his rice, looked at the widow horse expectantly, and watched her take out a cup made of bamboo knots and fill it with dirty wine and hand it to him.

Just when Wang Wu was happily holding the wine and rice and waiting to enjoy it, the widow horse looked up at him and asked, "You are Wang Wu, and you have three children at home?"

"...Yes." Wang Wu flinched, thinking to himself, did he do something wrong?

The situation in his home has just improved, and he absolutely cannot bear the consequences of being kicked out of the work team. He stared nervously at the horse widow and stretched out her hand towards the gap in the wooden barrel, and then took out a piece covered with oiled paper and hemp rope. Carefully wrapped small package.

The widow horse carefully untied the rope and unraveled it bit by bit, revealing a few pieces of yellow stuff inside.

She broke off three pieces that were as big as two knuckles and handed them to Wang Wu: "This is sugar, given by His Majesty. Every family with children can share three pieces."

"sugar?"

"It's sweet, like... like the taste of grass roots that have been chewed for a long time. This is a good thing. Children like to eat it. Be careful and hide it so that no one can steal it."

Wang Wu has never eaten sugar, and he doesn't know what sugar is, but he knows that kind of grass roots, and his children also like to go to the field to pull out that special plant and save it. It can still be sold.Occasionally, they would eat a little by themselves at night, and the family would chat together feeling the rare sweetness.

"Okay, okay." He replied three times in a row, and stuffed the three pieces of yellow candy into the inside of his belt with great care.

Without waiting for the people behind to urge him, Wang Wu hurriedly took his own food and hid under a nearby tree. He didn't care whether it was clean or not, so he sat down cross-legged, using two branches as chopsticks, and mixed the salted mustard greens and mixed rice. Suddenly, he stuffed a big mouthful into his mouth.

Well, delicious!

This pickle is willing to put salt, it's really delicious!

Nowadays, salt is a hard currency. Those who have no money at home are reluctant to buy salt. What they buy is the kind of salty "bitter cloth". It is a bit salty, but more bitter. It is also delicious to put some water soaked in bitter cloth.

But the pickles in the work team are pickled with coarse salt. Although they also have a bitter taste, they are more salty. They are served with fragrant mixed rice, not to mention how delicious they are.

Wang Wu worked all morning, and the meal he got up early had already been digested. He took a few mouthfuls before stopping, then carefully picked it up and put it aside, put the full bottle of wine to his mouth, imitating According to the method in the storybook, I took a big sip.

"hiss--"

Wang Wu suddenly felt that his mouth and throat were burning, and a pungent feeling rushed directly to his brain, which made him grin his teeth and let out a cry.

"Hey boy, never had a bar."

"Ha, first drink."

"It's okay, just drink more. Let me tell you, you can't drink too much of this wine. If you drink too much, you will be weak, but you have to drink it. This is grain essence. A cup of it can cure all diseases! "

"Hahaha!"

Listening to the jokes made by the people next to him, Wang Wu also smiled naively, and took another sip of wine.With mental preparation this time, it was not as spicy as before and made people want to cry. Instead, I felt that my internal organs were hot, and there was a mellow fragrance of food.

He took a sip of the wine and ate the food in front of him in one bite, then burped in satisfaction, and lay down with his arms folded behind his head.

He seemed to see his mother, daughter-in-law and children in a daze, and he thought that none of them had eaten candy before, and these three pieces of candy were not small, so he could tap it again after returning home and give them a share to taste. They can be regarded as people who have eaten candy!