Orphan Girl On Farm Becomes Pillar of Whole Village
Chapter 157 The Retirement Plan of the Army
Su Yunniang discovered the rules, no matter what food or drink was sent to the wounded soldier first, these people had old wounds, but the dead damage to the body was not light, the, even Su Yunniang had no way to restore the sight of the blind and regrow the severed hand, but these people were in the valley, and the healthy retired soldiers were almost staring at each other to take care of him, and they took very good care of him.
It is love that passes life and death together, It is also a high point of honor of the family army of prayer. Never giving up on fighting, this affection is so heavy and pure.
Grandma Zhong was very depressed, his grandson was still not eating, he was almost done eating. Fortunately, he had also caught a lot of fish, otherwise, this would not be enough to eat more than five hundred people.
These men should not eat, until the end, after all the food was left enough for the women, boiled soup and vegetable siomay became the main force to fill their stomachs.
"It's a pity that there is no wine" Old Zhao said with emotion.
Su Yunniang smiled and said: grandfather Zhao, we have food, but no one can make wine, otherwise we can definitely drink wine with everyone.
Soon someone in the crowd said: I will. My family has been making wine for generations.
Su Yunniang turned his head and recognized him at a glance, then He said with a smile: uncle Han, let's try.
Han Fengyu stood up with great difficulty: well, I will start preparing tomorrow.
Han Fengyu had a broken leg, and now he had a wooden artificial leg. Although it was uncomfortable to walk, he could at least walk. When he walked over to Su Yunniang, he said: miss, it is not enough to drink wine. You should also have an urn and a barrel Chao Lang Can burn a furnace.
“Uncle Han, it looks like I have to ask everyone what went wrong, and then we can get the money back,” Su Yunniang said with a smile.
Han Fengyu nodded: Right, here it is. They didn't have to worry about food and drink, but they didn't have any money. In addition to hiring people, they also need money while marching and fighting. We are willing to do more for the Prayer Team.
Su Yunniang raised his thumb: fine, then let's start tomorrow.
Brewing wine was a work in process, Su Yunniang did not dare to take it lightly, so he went back and searched for a lot of information to get a good way, and went to see Han Fengyu the next day.
Han Fengyu, who was born in the army, was very humble, and told Su Yunniang carefully about the process of making arak and the tools needed, as well, and these wounded soldiers and retirees used to be civilians, who could do everything, including blacksmiths, carpenters and potters, there were also people who could make ink.
Because when they become soldiers, they just want to defend their home and country, because they are injured and can no longer go to the battlefield, their hearts are very pessimistic,
so they need someone who guides them and allows them to find a new purpose in life.
In fact, Su Yunniang suspected that these people actually had no relatives, and they did not want to go back to see his relatives, an extremely important circumstance for the relatives to see their broken bodies.
"Uncle Han, a wine vessel is required for the manufacturing step. Pottery is very important and there should be an iron mine in our valley, there is also a huge arsenal here. The survivors of the Great Xia had no contact with outsiders. They could only do that if they had iron. Changsheng's carpenter brother is young, if someone gives advice, our doors, windows, tables, and chairs can be used" Su Yunniang said.
Han Fengyu nodded: That is the reason
“Then there was ink burning. As long as we can produce the best ink, we can earn more money. When the time comes, the people here will be able to support themselves with their own abilities. Many people may want to go home after that.
They are all ordinary people, and every household needs money to live, even if it does not return, I will find a way to send money to add family to his relatives.“Su Yunniang looked at Han Fengyu.
Han Fengyu touched her artificial leg subconsciously, and forced a smile: Miss has a clear mind, and we are all blessed.
Su Yunniang did not receive any praise: It requires trouble. Uncle Han said, as long as they want, I will cooperate fully.
Han Fengyu nodded: well, very well.
After Su Yunniang left, Han Fengyu immediately came out, and he was not idle the entire day.
"Fenghu." Chao Lang came and sat down beside Han Fengyu: Do you think that, with this broken hand, I can still make porcelain?.
“Can you?” Han Fengyu looked at Chao Lang who decided to make porcelain with one hand? It was unimaginable, and his eyes fell onto both of his legs: Can I use my feet?
Chao Lang's face turned green, he could imagine it: yes. But I can't do it alone.
Han Fengyu smiled: Brother, we can be disciples, the oldest woman is a very intelligent person.
"That line, if I can accept some disciples, I will teach them all. I don't plan to go home in this life. The Qi Family Army can keep me alive for the rest of my life.I'm a member of the Qi Family Army." Chao Lang said with a smile: stay here, unpretentious.
After they came down to earth, they wanted to do something for this place, but they all had broken bodies,
living alone was uncomfortable, and a long-dead heart finally saw a direction to work hard on, so he and Chao Lang had the same heart.
Old Zhao also came to Han Fengyu with his head behind his back.
“Fengyu, do you think it's okay for me to be a student?” The old Zhao looked at Chao Lang with a smile: I can't learn porcelain, but I can try making wine.
Han Fengyu quickly stood up: Don't despair, the younger generation doesn't dare to become teachers.
"What are you talking about?" Old Zhao sat down and said: Don't mention the bravery of this old man, besides, we are all the same people here, we can do things differently.
"Only when you are unemployed can you live happily." Chao Lang looked at Han Fengyu,
Han Fengyu smiled bitterly: you are the captain.
"What's the point?" Old Zhao waved his hand: If Mister Hou were here, we wouldn't have suffered such a huge loss in the First World War. If Mister Hou was not here, that official position would be useless. If you don't talk about it, just say it. Will you accept me as a disciple?.
Han Fengyu was in a daze, thinking for a moment and came up with an idea: why don't we ask the young lady how to set it up.
"Well, I'll ask. You wait for me when I get back." Old Zhao was just old and healthy. After being raised here for a period of time, his body became stronger, and he could walk with the wind.
Shiliu came in: Miss, Grandpa Zhao asked to meet you outside.
Su Yunniang stuffed the prepared medicine into the jar, then said: let it in.
Old Zhao walked in and stood outside the door watching Su Yunniang rubbing the pills.
"Grandfather Zhao, come in and sit down." Su Yunniang said with a smile as he tilted his head and said with a smile as he needed to knead the sealing candle for the pill in his hand as soon as possible.
Old Zhao walked in and sat down beside him, watching Su Yunniang rub the pills very quickly, and asked: What is this medicine?.
"This is a medicine to repel the cold and strengthen the body. The soldiers in Longmen Pass had to face the cold weather. Most of the diseases are caused by the evil of the cold wind that enters the body. Taking this medicine can ensure the body recovers soon.maybe." Su Yunnuan said, pointing to the side of the neatly stacked jar: More than three thousand jars of cold ointment have been prepared, he said,
When I prepare the ointment to remove the wind and relieve the pain, I will send it to Longmen fitting. If suffering from frostbite and colds, there are medicines that can be used to ensure that they will not get seriously ill.
Old Zhao nodded slowly. He never knew that a girl would consider so many things, and consider so thoroughly and meticulously. The winter on the Longmen pass is very cold. If there is another war, frostbite is more terrible than injury.
Recalling how Mr. Hou was stuck in the snow, Old Zhao sighed: Miss, the soldiers in Longmen Pass will appreciate you.