"That's right," Mu Ren just raised his legs and wanted to leave, but Mu Renniang called him again, "The two flocks of sheep we put together, have they started to shear?" ”

Muren said with a bitter face, "Eji, you just said that the place where I herd sheep is far away, and I am half tired to death after such a trip back and forth every day, how can I still have time to shear sheep?" ”

Mu Renniang sighed, "I also know that you are tired, but you can't do it without shearing, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, if you and I herd sheep die like that, we can't afford to pay for it." ”

Traditionally, the shepherds don't care about whether the wool is sheared or not, unless they want to make some sheep felt, they will make a special explanation, but if the sheep get sick or even die because they are not sheared, the herdsmen will find trouble with the herdsmen.

"Got it." Mu Ren pulled his legs and left, saying as he walked, "In the past two days, I have found a few Anda (Mongolian brothers and friends), and the sheep they herd have not yet been sheared. ”

Mu Renniang said to herself, "How many families are idle, why don't you ask them to help?" ”

"Eji, we can't eat enough, what can we do to thank them, is it possible to add water to the milk to them?" Muren stopped, turned his head and said to his mother with a wry smile.

Mu Renniang reacted, "That's right." ”

Then he explained, "Then you have a little heart, our family can't stand the toss anymore." ”

When Muren arrived at the Tanghis sheepfold, it was still early.

The housekeeper who specializes in sheep raised his eyelids and glanced at him slightly, "Yo, Muren, it's quite early today, it seems that some people really don't remember to eat." ”

Although the reason for Muren's beating yesterday was not that he was late, the housekeeper still attributed the reason why Muren came so early to the effect of the beating.

The housekeeper was a slave to Dunketh, and he had never taken these ordinary herdsmen to heart, and for him, the only way to survive was to please his master.

"Come early, you can do more work, and you can eat more, won't you, butler?" Muren replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, he was not stupid, although he did not want to see this housekeeper, but he did not want to raise a bar with this person, after all, he was working under this man, offended him, and he had no good fruit to eat.

"Well, it's good if you can think so, drive the sheep yourself, if you are familiar with the way, I won't forget it." The housekeeper was very satisfied, and Mu Ren's seemingly respectful attitude greatly satisfied his vanity, and he pretended to be generous.

In fact, when you go out in the morning, it doesn't matter if the sheep is ordered or not, how many sheep each person puts are counted, and you can count them when you come back in the evening, no matter who it is, as long as there is one less, the housekeeper will not let him go.

Muren made a gesture and turned to go, he came so early, not to show it in front of the housekeeper, but to beat the idea of the bag of grains that Tangith promised to give, the housekeeper in front of him Don't look at the shelf is quite big, but Muren knows that this kind of thing is looking for him, it's no fun.

With his status, he is not enough for Dunkeis, and with the relationship between the two of them, the housekeeper may not be willing to help.

Muren is looking for a Han steward, surnamed Qian, although he has no real power in the tribe, but he is responsible for the recording and inventory of all Tang Keith's property, and he can be regarded as Don Keith's henchman, like this housekeeper just now, he can simply count the sheep, once the number exceeds three hundred, he will be dizzy, and if he can't think of a mistake, he has to ask Qian to help.

Although this money steward was entrusted with an important task by Don Keith and regarded him as a confidant, he was not Don Keis's house slave, and he was an outsider, and he was still different from Don Keis's house slaves.

On the top, he gets along well with Tangith and his family, is deeply trusted, and can mingle with Tangjith's house slaves, especially these housekeepers, and on the other hand, the ordinary herdsmen in the tribe need his help, such as writing letters of faith or something, and will not shirk it, and the money steward is proficient in Chinese and Mongolian, and reading and writing are not a problem, so he is deeply respected by the herdsmen.

Muren is not the same as his brother, although as a Mongolian, he has the ability to ride a horse and set sheep, and it is reasonable, but he is really not much interested in dancing knives and arrows, and his ability to hunt and wrestle is far from his brother Chao Litai.

On the contrary, for reading, literacy, and arithmetic, which are things that people feel a headache at first sight, Mu Ren loves them very much, and his talent is reasonable.

It was because of this relationship that Muren dared to tell his mother to ask Don Keith for the bag of miscellaneous grains he deserved.

Of course, Muren didn't think about asking the money manager to stand up for him, although the money manager was important to Dunjith, he was still regarded as a subordinate, if he came forward to speak for outsiders, things might not be done, but it would definitely leave a bad impression in Tangis's heart, he couldn't smash the teacher's job for his own business, this point, Muren still knew.

Muren is looking for money to take care of things, but he just wants to find out how Tangith is feeling now, asking for food, he must always go when the other party is happy, and he can be sure, otherwise he will not be able to get food, and he will be beaten again, wouldn't it be a loss.

"Hey, Muren, what's wrong with me?" Steward Qian came out of Tanghis's tent, and as soon as he turned a corner, he saw Muren standing by a yurt, apparently waiting for him.

Mu Ren bowed respectfully, "Teacher, Mu Ren is here to ask, what Lord Tanghis is now... Well, nothing to worry about, right? ”

Although the money manager did not officially accept Muren as a student, Muren has always regarded Qian as a teacher.

"You're going to..."The money manager didn't know what to do, you little kid, asked Don Keith what he was doing if he was unhappy.

"Teacher, Hasen's illness has not improved, Eji said, he is hungry, just boil a bowl and drink it, so I want to ask Master Tanghis for a bag of food, if he is in a good mood now, maybe there is a better chance."

"Nonsense," said the money steward softly, "you little shepherd boy, you can't get into the big tent, how can you meet Master Tanghis, besides, why do you ask him for food?" ”

Muren was a little aggrieved, "After returning from the gate a year ago, didn't Lord Tangith promise that the families of the fallen soldiers could receive a bag of miscellaneous grains?" ”

"Oh yes, that's what happened." The money steward remembered that Tangith had indeed said this in public, but at this time and again, it was difficult to ask Tangith to take out food for his pension.

After this year, Jin's reward was gone, and what he had received was forcibly taken away by Dorgon, and even the herdsmen who worked for Tanghis could not get the full rations, and where was there any surplus food to compensate.

What's more, Tangith is now in a big trouble, and is busy collecting money in a hurry.

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