Chapter 122 is the most uncomfortable thing to wait

For the current result, Yun Lang is generally satisfied.

He hasn't gotten anything too good since he was born.

Anything he wanted had to go through a painful grind to get it, and of course, there were some that didn't fall short even if he tried.

You can't have too high expectations in life.

This is when Yun Lang was five years old, he had this realization after his wish for a one-ton sugar cube was not realized.

He experienced the seventeen-year-old era, and now he is preparing to have a second time, and he regards the day he came to the Great Han Kingdom as his birthday, so his seventeen-year-old career has not yet arrived, and there are still nine months left.

So, he's a sixteen-year-old father.

Sixteen-year-old fathers are not uncommon in Dahan, not unusual at all, they can be called everywhere, and men of this age have long become the head of the family.

In the early morning, the clouds and mist of Lishan did not drift down the mountain, mainly because the sky was overcast, and seeing that the snow was about to fall in early winter, Yunlang was very worried that the coming heavy snow would delay him from seeing his child.

Yun Lang longed to see his child, this child was the first dear in his life, and no one could understand his mood at this time.

The path on the wasteland was full of people, and groups of people from Fugui Town, carrying coal and stone on their backs, were trekking through the difficult journey.

Two wide linen straps were placed around the shoulders and a wider strap hung from the forehead, which had the advantage of allowing the whole body to defy gravity.

There is also a T-shaped staff under the back basket, and when you are tired, you can rest on the t-shaped cane for a while.

Experienced coal bearers walk a fixed distance every day and immediately rest, they divide the long road into several parts, and even calculate the money that can be earned by each road very clearly, only in this way, can they face the hard labor of carrying coal, year after year, day after day.

The Yun family is the largest coal user every year, and Gillian's family is too, and Li Kang's family is a little worse, but Li Kang's wife still tries to store a lot of coal as much as possible like the Yun family.

Looking at the coal bearer trekking in the wilderness, Yun Lang felt that Gillian had done one thing right, she did not allow others to pull coal in a carriage, she had already had a ban on it, and did not accept any way of transporting coal except for manpower to carry coal.

It sounds a bit anti-human, however, it means a lot to the wildlings who have just entered Fugui Town from the wilderness and become civilians.

Carrying coal may be the only livelihood they can find and sustain for a long time.

Any act of transporting coal by mechanical force will create a backlog of coal and stone, which will cause these people to go hungry for food rations.

The Yun family has a lot of money, but they are actively promoting barter, whenever those men who carry coal receive the bamboo chips that indicate the deal, they will carefully put them away, and when the day's work is over, they will take three or two bamboo chips to the Yun family's account to exchange money and grain.

It's just that by this time, these people had already become black, and the steward of the Yun family disliked these people for being too dirty, so he made a big pool with stones and sand outside the Zhuangzi, and these tired people had to be washed before they could go to receive money and food.

Of course, tired and hungry people are not suitable for soaking in hot water, so the Yun family will also generously reward them with a millet bun and a large bucket of vegetable soup.

Although this is a small move that cannot be smaller, it completely distinguishes the Yun clan from the black-hearted Nagato Palace.

After washing your body, eating a millet steamed bun and drinking a bowl of hot soup, the fatigue of the day is gone.

It's a rare treat for them.

The cleaned Guanzhong people are still very attractive, with a tall figure, a square face and thick eyebrows and big eyes, and they can't tell the spirit.

The manager of the Yun family's exchange of bamboo chips is a lame man with one leg missing, this guy used to be a wounded soldier and didn't go out, and Yun Lang couldn't throw him into the wilderness, so he also lived in the Yun family, for a long time, because he was more sensitive to numbers, he actually became a small steward in the outer house.

"Oh, you actually have four bamboo chips, and you ran four times a day? What a great lad. The steward Shen Ping slapped the young man with the bamboo chip and praised it.

"Take it easy, the young man's strength grows fast, although he can come back after a sleep, he can't stay up like this, you will know the pain when you are older.

What do you think? Want money? Or do you want food? If you want cloth, you have to save enough ten bamboo chips to make it. ”

The young man was not very old, only sixteen or seventeen years old, and it could be seen that it was the first time he had experienced the exchange of coal for money and grain, and he stood there and looked at the money strings hanging on the wall, and at the grain in the grain hopper on one side, and at the cloth covered with oilcloth, and he wanted everything.

"Don't worry, the Yun family is a well-known good family, never deceive the good, listen to my old Shen, today, just change the grain, change it to sorghum or millet, enough for two people to eat for three days, after saving enough food for the winter, think about something else."

The young man's face was flushed, and he said after a while: "I want to get a piece of cloth for my daughter-in-law!" ”

The old man behind him slapped him and said, "What new clothes do you want?" Your wife is still hungry.

It is not allowed to exchange money, and the copper money is becoming less and less valuable, so it is exchanged for grain and sorghum, and that thing is exchanged for more than one time. ”

Lao Shen saw that the young man handed over the grain bag, and the Yun family kid behind him smiled and used the grain bucket to fill him with grain, and actually filled a small half pocket.

Seeing the young man put the food in the basket and left, Lao Shen said to the old man with emotion: "Another great young man who can support his family." ”

The old man handed his three bamboo chips to Lao Shen and said in a low voice: "Steward Shen, does the government want more coal and stone this winter?" ”

Steward Shen smiled and said, "You old dog is addicted to eating Yun's cheap food?" I might as well tell you, my eldest daughter is coming back, so ah, there are many things in the house this year, Liang Weng has already spoken, this year's family wants more than twice as much coal and stone as last year, rest assured, the coal bunkers are vacated, eleven, some are the reason for you to make money.

Hey? Your old dog has already stored eight bamboo chips, what's the matter? Want sackcloth? ”

The old man smiled embarrassedly, rubbed his hands and said, "My daughter is going to get married, can I exchange some broken silk cloth from the house and get a flower for my daughter?" ”

Lao Shen smiled, pointed at the old man and said: "That is, if you dare to raise the price indiscriminately in the Yun family, it will be done, your ten bamboo chips belong to me, I will ask the girls in the inner house for you to order broken silk cloth, and give it to you tomorrow, that is, for the sake of your old love." ”

The old man made a lot of mistakes, and Lao Shen exchanged it for a bamboo chip sorghum rice for him, and left with a thousand thanks for the grain.

As long as they are not in a hurry to go home, they like to chat with the Yun family's stewards, and they are full of simple cunning.

Before it got dark, Lao Shen sent off the last porter, and as soon as he closed the door of the tent, he saw his own Xiaolang, still standing on a mountain bag, looking at the ancient road not far away.

Lao Shen thought for a while, then opened the door of the tent, took out a stool, and went up the mountain bag with crutches deep and shallow.

"Lang Jun, you rest!" Lao Shen went up the mountain bag, Yun Lang didn't seem to notice it, and it wasn't until Lao Shen opened his mouth that he withdrew his gaze, looked at Lao Shen and nodded.

"It's going to snow tonight."

Lao Shen stuffed a finger in his mouth and got it wet, then put his finger against the wind to test it, shook his head and said, "The air is dry, the snow can't fall." ”

Yun Lang nodded, and then said angrily: "It's just a trip to Chencang, why did you go for four days?" ”

Lao Shen smiled bitterly: "Okay, my Langjun, Chen Cang is three hundred and fifty miles away from Chang'an, when the old man was serving in the Xiliu Battalion, he went to Chen Cang, and the army marched, and he walked for four days in eighty miles a day, not to mention that Liu Er and they had to go back and forth."

I guess I won't be able to come back today, so you might as well go back early to rest and see that you have been blown by the cold wind for a long time. ”

Yun Lang wanted to scold again, his hand was raised, and he put it down helplessly, waved his sleeves and walked down the mountain bag, seeing that Lao Shen was still standing on the mountain bag, he returned to the mountain bag and picked up the stool and got down the mountain bag again.

Lao Shen laughed silently, and followed behind Yun Lang and said, "Today, there is a young man who earns four bamboo chips in one day, and he is the same age as you......"