MTL - After Emptying the Enemy’s Warehouse, He Carried Supplies To Survive the Disaster Years

Chapter 10 Lambskin

“Making it for myself and cooking it for others are two completely different feelings. I still prefer a simpler life.

And there is no secret to cooking. As time goes by, it will be imitated.

 When business is good, you will be suppressed. When business is bad, you can't even support yourself, and you have to work hard. "

 Opening a store is not the first choice for Ziyu who doesn’t have to worry about food and drink. What she wants is to enjoy life, not to be enslaved by it.

 “Haha, my little brother is so thoughtful!”

Steward Wang smiled and shook his head. Who is not forced by life? Even though he is famous outside, he is not working for the master's family.

Everyone who still had something to say went back to their houses to rest. It was rare to stay in one place and they wanted to have a good rest.

 …

At nine o'clock the next day, Ziyu, who was sweating profusely from running, entered the inn carrying two fragrant paper bags, and met Manager Wang and his party who were going downstairs.

“Little brother, it’s great to go out so early!”

 “Good morning, Brother Wang, isn’t this just for exercise? It also avoids suffering more on the road.”

Ziyu asked the group to leave before quickly going upstairs, but she didn't know that Manager Wang and his group were talking about her when they went out.

 “This little brother looks very gentle, but he turns out to be a hard-working and patient boy.

Such a person would definitely have a good future if his parents were not around. "

“He must have a good family background, and his conversation and behavior are not like those from an ordinary family. He must have escaped after his uncle and aunt took over his property.”

 …

　　After having breakfast, Ziyu paved the floor with a large stone slab borrowed from the inn in the room with the open door, put on the rented stove, and started cooking mutton.

Each piece of cut mutton weighs three kilograms. Soak in the bleeding water, put it in a pot under cold water to skim off the blood foam, add onions, ginger, hawthorn, and white wine, bring to a boil, and simmer over low heat.

Ziyu, who was standing in front of the stove, started sewing awkwardly. She cut the lambskin she bought into appropriate sizes and sewed two pairs of leggings and lambskin aprons, one large and one small.

 “Xiao Luo, come here and give it a try!”

Although the stitches are uneven, Ziyu feels good about herself, as long as she keeps warm.

Zi Luo, who was scribbling on the ground with charcoal, ran over happily and opened her little black hands, raising her little face.

"elder brother!"

 “Don’t touch, or you’ll get spanked!”

 “Hehe!” The little guy who wanted to sneak attack obediently put his hands behind his back, and Ziyu had no choice but to wait patiently.

 After a while, the brother and sister, wearing leggings and aprons, looked the same.

 With with a little more torn clothes and his hair on the inside, he might end up begging for food on the street corner.

 “Haha, little brother, your outfit is so funny!”

Steward Wang, who had returned at some unknown time, appeared at the door and was amused by the aprons around the brother and sister's waists.

Ziyu raised her head and looked at the light outside. It was already noon before she knew it. No wonder this person appeared at the door.

“Haha, isn’t it too cold to drive? My legs are frozen all day long.

 It’s a bit ugly, but it works and it’s airtight, which is good! "

Ziyu has built himself into a manly man. Except for his face, he is dressed like a sheepherder.

Manager Wang didn't take a fancy to the apron, but he took a fancy to the brother and sister's leggings, and asked Ziyu to take them off for him to study.

 “Little brother, this is not bad, don’t mind if my brother imitates it!”

“What’s there to worry about? It’s something you know at a glance, but a few cloth straps are very effective.” Ziyu generously took off the leggings and gave them to Wang Guan.

Steward Wang tried it on his calf, but it was a little too small, but it felt very warm.

“Brother, borrow it and bring it to you later. I’ll have someone rush out a batch to take action in the next town.

Brother, I have nothing to thank you for. I will send two short sheepskin coats to you brothers and sisters in a while. You must not miss those things along the way. "

"Use it as you like!" There were two sheepskin coats in white, and purple jade was the only thing I could ask for. The worst fur in the space was rabbit skin coats, which were not suitable for wearing.

Manager Wang, who got the novelty, left in a hurry. Zi Luo, who thought it was fun, ran around the room to play, and Zi Yu started sewing the sheepskin mattress again.

 …

 “Brother, look!”

Zi Luo climbed onto the chair at some point, pointed downstairs and shouted.

A group of exiled prisoners wearing prison uniforms, hooded faces, and shackles and iron chains moved slowly.

The people who were watching threw stones and spit at them one after another, and some even smashed things in their hands angrily.

“Beat these corrupt officials to death, beat them to death!”

 “Kill them!!”

 …

 The people suddenly became angry and angry, and some even rushed forward, slapped each other, and spit thick phlegm into the face of the exiled prisoner.

　　"It's time to break up. Don't beat people to death. It's hard for us to do business with each other!"

The escorting official stopped him at the right time, and the Yamen officer standing aside stepped forward to separate the people.

“Brother, were my father and mother killed by them?”

Zi Luo, with tears in her eyes, clenched her fists and looked at the group of people angrily.

“Yes, because we are too weak and powerless.”

“Brother, Xiao Luo wants to be a general and avenge his father and mother.”

"General, don't think about it, just take care of yourself first!"

Ziyu has no idea of ​​protecting his family and country. Since ancient times, there have been a few loyal ministers and good generals who have met a good end. Living a good life is the fundamental thing.

When the returned manager Wang heard the conversation between the brothers and sisters, the doubts in his heart were relieved, and he felt a sense of sympathy.

 “Little brother, it’s time to go downstairs for dinner!”

Yesterday, after eating the soup pot Ziyu cooked by himself, and taking care of each other along the way, Manager Wang decided to invite him back.

I thought that I would hear the hidden family of brothers and sisters, how many corrupt officials in the world, and which is what they can fight against each other.

"coming!"

Zi Yu, whose expression remained unchanged, closed the fire door and slowly simmered, and did not forget to lock the door when leading Zi Luo out.

 …

During the meal, Manager Wang chatted with Ziyu about interesting stories they had encountered, seemingly unintentionally.

“The lamb skins in Hegu City are well-known far and wide, but they are not suitable in the south. It is best to buy them in Baigu Mansion, as good quality ones can yield this amount.”

Steward Wang waved his palms, Ziyu nodded with a smile and said goodbye.

“Brother Wang, thank you for your hospitality. Let’s go up first.”

Since the inn was booked, Manager Wang and his party were in no hurry to go upstairs to rest. After seeing that the brother and sister were nowhere to be seen, the lobby resumed its buzz of people.

 Playing guessing games, drinking, chatting and spanking, showing the true qualities of a man.

“Steward, we also prepared some mutton and haggis according to Brother Ziyu’s instructions.

It's true that haggis, which is looked down upon by others, is so delicious, but it's not easy to wash and can freeze someone to death. "

Bao Jiu, who is in charge of the caravan's food, learned several large pot dishes from Ziyu. He thinks he has the skills of a great chef and does not feel tired every time he prepares meals.

“Little brother Ziyu is a good eater, and he is also a child with a hard life. Take more care of him on the road.” Manager Wang looked at the people at the table and ordered.

“Don’t worry! My little brother is a generous person, so we can’t be cowardly.” Bao Jiu said, patting his chest.

 (End of this chapter)