Chapter 252: Sour Words

"Alright, you guys stop what you're doing, go over there to wash your hands, and come over for lunch. Zhang Xiaoxue shouted loudly to the slaves who were working in the distance.

"Ho! When was Xue'er's meal prepared? There is still pork in it, which is really a big deal, and these two steamed buns look delicious, and the average farmer in our village can't eat such a good meal." ”

Zhang's father walked to the table, checked the meal that Zhang Xiaoxue took out for the slaves, and saw that the food his daughter gave to the slaves was so good, so he spoke.

"Are these shiny dishes and bowls that Cher prepared for these slaves to eat? What kind of material is this? It can be so bright without gold or silver, hehe, this plate is really cleverly designed, there are three grooves of different sizes, and it seems that it can hold several meals at once.

Hey? This big plate is so smooth that it can show the figure of a person, and it is no different from a bronze mirror, and these things are also sold in the county town? It's really good, it looks sturdy, and it's not afraid of falling. ”

Soon Zhang's father's eyes were attracted by the stainless steel tableware that Zhang Xiaoxue took out, he picked up a stainless steel dinner plate to check, and tapped it with his fingers, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and when he saw the plate shining his figure, he asked the questions in his heart.

The material of this tableware is a metal called stainless steel, which is also made of iron after re-processing and forging, and this material will not rust like iron, so it is called stainless steel.

I didn't buy these tableware from the county town, but from the master's side, and I won a prize in a lottery, which happens to be this, so I just use it now. Zhang Xiaoxue explained simply.

"Oh, it turned out to be a prize from your master, no wonder I haven't seen this material, this thing is not rusty like iron, but it is too easy to use. ”

The slaves came over one after another after washing their hands, Zhang Xiaoxue asked them to consciously line up, and the slaves standing in front of the team could see the food placed on the table, and the fragrance of the food came from afar, and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Zhang Xiaoxue took out a large iron spoon from the space ring, pointed to the stainless steel tableware with her finger, and said to the female slaves at the front of the line: "One person takes a plate, a bowl and a pair of chopsticks, and comes here to receive the meal." ”

When each of them walked to the table, they took plates, bowls, and chopsticks, and took two steps forward, and Zhang Xiaoxue gave each of them two spoonfuls of pork belly stewed potatoes, and each person had a large steamed bun with two noodles, and filled the bowl with water.

The slaves who received the food squatted aside and began to devour them, they never thought that the little master would give them such a hearty lunch, in addition to the delicious big steamed buns, they also prepared a meal with plenty of oil and water, and also thoughtfully prepared a bowl of water, which was not at all different from what they imagined when they first came to the village.

The slaves who can come here, they are all grateful people, the master at noon this meal is really full of oil and water, there is a thick layer of oil floating in the vegetable soup, when they were not slaves before, they are rarely able to eat at home if they are not New Year's holidays, there are large pieces of pork belly in it, it tastes so fragrant!

After eating such a good meal, they all thought in their hearts whether they had done their best to work in the morning, and they all regretted their careful thoughts, and decided to work hard in the afternoon to help the master's family reclaim this wasteland as soon as possible.

After Zhang Xiaoxue distributed a few meals, Zhang's father stood next to him and was afraid of tiring his daughter, so he took over the job, with a smile on his face throughout the whole process, and he didn't feel sorry for his daughter's loser at all.

In fact, Zhang's father also thought in his heart that these slaves should quickly raise their bodies, and only one by one that they could act as a strong laborer, and after a few days of reclaiming the wasteland and planting crops, the wheat in the field should be about to be harvested.

When the time comes, so many slaves will work together, and it is estimated that the harvest will be completed in a while on the little land at home, and their father's family and even the eldest brother's family can send these slaves over to help.

Because the wasteland of Zhang Xiaoxue's house is close to the foot of Shenxian Mountain, some villagers who went to the mountain to chop firewood or dig wild vegetables happened to pass by here when they went down the mountain to go home, and they saw the lively scene of slaves eating on the wasteland of Zhang Xiaoxue's house.

Mainly the cutlery used by the slaves, shining in the sun, it is impossible not to attract people's attention, no, a group of big girls and little daughters-in-law who came over to dig wild vegetables together, a few good things stretched their necks, to check the food that the slaves ate.

When they saw clearly that there was pork in the food eaten by the slaves, they almost didn't bare their eyes out, thinking about the food they were going to eat when they went back, and their hearts were very uncomfortable, could it be that they couldn't even compare with the slaves who had always been raised by others and were not even as good as pigs and dogs.

"Hey, Uncle Zhenhe, your family is really generous, they can even give such a good meal to the slaves, hey! I look at it like this, I feel that I am really tired of living! Look, our family is not even as good as a slave as a pig or a dog, and we are about to go back to eat the vegetables and cakes at noon today." A woman in her early 30s said sourly.

"Hehe, Yuanshan daughter-in-law, don't be sour, this level of food, how many families in our village can eat it, what is it compared to other people's slaves, isn't your Yuanshan an apprentice in a small restaurant in the town?

Listen to what my head said, it's a job with oil and water, every time Yuanshan comes back, he will definitely be able to bring you some leftovers from the restaurant, your family is not the same to improve life, let your family Yuanshan work hard, and you will definitely be able to live a good life of eating meat in the future. ”

"That bit of leftovers, all of them are not wanted, nothing is rare, that is, my family is poor, and the head of the family will take these back as treasures, and it is estimated that he will be laughed at by his boss's family, and people may still think that they are called Hanako. Yuanshan's daughter-in-law thought that she could only eat some leftovers from the restaurant, and she was not in a good mood.

"You're too dissatisfied, what is it called to send a flower child, it's not uncommon for you to have this kind of good thing? If you don't want it, will people still force it on you? ”

Another little daughter-in-law who talked to Yuanshan's daughter-in-law, she didn't like to listen to her tone, and she felt that Yuanshan's daughter-in-law was really not a contented person, and she stepped on the kindness of the boss to the ground, and she would be far away from this kind of person in the future.