088 The first pot of gold

The night passed quickly, and Han Dongwen promised the players that when the progress of Yihong Mansion here could reach 70% of the completion, he would teach everyone new techniques.

After all, as the old saying goes, if you teach your apprentice and starve your master, let's give them two skills to play with, and if you want a new one, you have to do the work quickly.

The day was about to dawn, Han Dongwen swaggered back to the shed area, looked back and forth, and suddenly smiled:

"Brother Li!"

Brother Li, who was in front of him, heard someone calling him, turned around and looked, his whole body immediately trembled, and he hurriedly trotted forward, rubbed his hands and smiled: "Ouch, Brother Xiaoyang, you are now a disciple of the inner gate, how can you call me Brother Li, it's not appropriate, it's not appropriate." ”

He looked at Han Dongwen's brand-new inner door clothes with some flattery-the set on Brother Li's own body was obviously a little old, although he was maintained as a baby, but now it is really old-fashioned.

"Brother Xiaoyang, if you have anything, you can tell Lao Li to me, I will designate to help!"

Han Dongwen could see what kind of goods he was about, and he didn't care, he only shrugged his shoulders: "Brother Li, there are some temporary contractors on the construction site to rush the construction period, I have arranged an all-nighter, there should be a total of twenty-four or five people, the price is very good, and I only need to open eighty copper plates for them for one night's work." ”

The price in Han Dongwen's mouth has been extremely low, eighty copper plates, can only live in the cheapest inn for one day.

Brother Li was a little hesitant, but after hearing Han Dongwen say the price, he obviously relaxed all of a sudden: "Eighty copper plates, one night?" Where did these people come from? ”

"Maybe it's a homeless person who went north from Haizhou, who knows." Han Dongwen shook his head disapprenously: "According to twenty-five people, eighty copper plates, twenty silver dollars a night, you will go to the construction site to inspect it in a while and give it to me?" ”

After hearing this, Brother Li hurriedly showed a somewhat greasy smile: "Where is it, Brother Xiaoyang, I will pay you from the account of the work team, don't worry, don't worry." ”

He turned around and spread the account book in his hand on a wooden box as a table, took out a charcoal from his belt and wrote down the numbers, took out a money bag, barely counted out twenty silver dollars with some care, and stuffed them into Han Dongwen's hand with a smile:

"Brother Xiaoyang, you take this money first, and I'll report it to the sect when I go back, so as not to delay your business!"

Han Dongwen was stunned, and then realized that Brother Li's power was indeed too limited, and there was no way to carry the project money around all day long.

"Then thank you Brother Li."

One bird in hand is better than two birds in the forest, Han Dongwen naturally understands this truth.

The twenty silver dollars he took from Brother Li's hand, plus the wages of the emperor's first few trips, he now has a huge amount of less than twenty-five silver dollars in his hand, and twenty silver dollars a day's income - unfortunately, after the completion of Yihong Building, I am afraid that he will never be able to get this part of the money again.

If he is more daring, the players can take the money on the construction site during the day, but then they are too greedy, and the players will definitely find something wrong.

"Twenty-five silver dollars, ......"

Han Dongwen cushioned the money bag made of old cloth in his hand, and barely felt a little more confident.

"Xiaoyang?"

Hearing someone next to him calling him, Han Dongwen immediately looked up, only to find that it was Uncle Kun and Dabian who got up in the morning.

When there is no building material escort arrangement, they also go to the construction site to grab work, and players and NPCs rush to eat this meal together, no wonder this Yihong Mansion has made such rapid progress in a short period of time.

"Wow, Uncle Kun really didn't lie to me, you are really already the uncle of the inner gate!"

Dabian walked up with envy, his eyes lingered on Han Dongwen's white robe, and he said enviously.

Han Dongwen glanced at it inadvertently, and saw Da Bian's hand grabbing his own pants a little crampedly, obviously he just wanted to come up and pat Han Dongwen's shoulder as usual, but was blocked by this clothes.

"Big side!"

Han Dongwen grinned and raised his hand: "Look, the clothes on this inner door are really good things, they are not cold to wear, you touch them!" ”

"I ......"

Dabian stopped talking and touched his bald head: "I can't do it, you white clothes ......"

Han Dongwen raised his palm and grabbed Dabian's wrist, startling him: "Ah! This...... Is this really hot? ”

"That's all I told you, right?"

He smiled and patted Dabian's shoulder: "Why are you two going?" ”

Dabian grinned a little embarrassedly: "Let's find something to eat in the morning, it's time to go to work." ”

Food?

Han Dongwen was in a trance for a while, remembering the Chinese medicine boiled quail that Chi Hanqing offered, he had already vomited by himself, and he was already hungry and panicked.

And if he waits to eat in the palace after waking up, the people in the imperial dining room will let him wait for a long time, after all, this fine imperial meal is not conjured out of thin air, he woke up late in the past two days, and he must not have started preparations now.

"Take me one."

Han Dongwen immediately hugged Dabian's shoulder: "Oh, I used to sleep a lot during the day, and I really don't know what I can eat early!" ”

He said it early, and it was a hint that he had eaten in the evening, otherwise he would have to be suspicious.

The three of them went around from the shed, and there were several noodle stalls not far away, and a large pot was set up in the middle of the board car, and the dry wood was taken and sat on the stove fire, boiling boiling water in a boiling pot. There are a few long-handled leaky noodle pockets hanging on the sides of the cauldron, and the noodles are put inside and then boiled in the pot, and you can pour them out directly from this noodle pocket.

The most important thing for such a job is to streamline the work.

Pour the noodles into a bowl, sprinkle with chopped green onions and pour chili oil, then put salt and vinegar in it, break two cloves of raw garlic, take a spoon from an iron pot and put finely chopped red oil minced meat according to the price, and the last spoonful of boiling soup is poured down, the red oil and green onion fragrance of the minced meat are stirred up by this hot water, it is a bowl of breakfast noodle soup that can be hot until noon.

This is a folk snack that is not available in the palace, and it is quite pyrotechnic, Han Dongwen swallowed his saliva when he saw it on the edge of the noodle stall, and Uncle Kun and Dabian next to him had already found a small table to sit on, he turned his head and asked them:

"Uncle Kun, Da Bian, what are you two eating?"

Uncle Kun: "I want three taels of somen noodles." ”

Dabian said: "Give me five taels of somen noodles, Brother Xiaoyang, you give us more garlic, that one is strong!" ”

"Huh?"

Han Dongwen was stunned, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he turned around and asked, "Lao Jia, how to sell noodles?" ”

The stall owner is a lady, who is busy scalding noodles, and she doesn't raise her head and says: "There are three or eight copper plates for plain noodles, and one or two copper plates for every two copper plates for the noodles." ”

"No...... Isn't it somen noodles? ”

Han Dongwen spoke, the movement of the eldest lady's stall owner's hand stopped, raised his head and saw the clothes on Han Dongwen's body, and his tone suddenly became different: "Ouch, don't blame me, I really didn't see you from the sect just now, why did you come to my stall......"

The lady said, and wiped her apron quite uncomfortably: "Thirty or twenty-five copper plates with meat yards, the same noodles are added, but the noodles we have here are all eaten by the poor, do you want to ......?"

Han Dongwen looked around, isn't it that there are many contractors who eat noodles and breakfast here?

"Two bowls of three taels, one bowl of five taels."

He sighed and handed out a silver dollar: "Put ten more copper coins in each bowl, and some garlic." ”

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