Chapter 13: The Axe and the Fly
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During the meal, some short-term workers would chat with Zhao Yuan, in their opinion, Zhao Yuan was a person of status, because managing the horse corridor was much easier than those who carried heavy physical work. The most important thing is that managing the horse corridor is a long-term job.
At the time of eating, a group of porters drove a group of bantam horses to the east courtyard, and the porters all got a bowl of soup without much mutton, and the rice was gone, and they divided a few cold steamed buns the next day, and they seemed to be very satisfied as they drank the hot mutton soup and swallowed the steamed buns.
After eating, some people only took a short break, and then plunged into their busy work, and began to assist the porters in unloading and registering the goods. It looks disorganized, but in fact it is responsible, meticulous, methodical, busy but not chaotic.
At the same time, when the porter was unloading, Zhao Yuan found that the workers had led the bantam horses in the porch to a granary, and Jia Deaf drove the unloaded bantam into the porch to tie and feed.
When Zhao Yuan helped, he inquired and found out.
Wanjia is not only a large-scale sale of some messy daily necessities, but also mainly deals in food.
The so-called grain management is that every time you go out, you will transport the grain, and when you come back, the grain becomes a commodity, so that the porter and the bantam do not have to go empty, improve efficiency and reduce costs.
In Xujiaqiao, the fertile land and barren mountains owned by Wanjia exceed tens of thousands of acres, and the tenants are more than 1,000 households.
It was busy until the evening, everyone dispersed, the east courtyard was closed, and a quiet meal was eaten. After eating, everyone was tired from a hard day's work, washed up, and went back to their respective rooms to sleep. In the entire eastern courtyard, except for a few unchained black dogs roaming, the huge courtyard became quiet, and snoring could be faintly heard.
Zhao Yuan went to bed early, this was the first time in nearly a year that Zhao Yuan slept without the slightest pressure.
As soon as the sky was bright, the East Courtyard of Wanjia began to boil, and all kinds of noisy sounds filled every corner, reminding Zhao Yuan that this was a busy commercial transfer station.
Zhao Yuan, who got up early, followed behind Jia Deaf to help.
Jia Deaf's job seems simple, but in fact it is very tedious. In addition to cleaning the porch and feeding the feed, a lot of data needs to be recorded, such as when to hand over the bantams, those bantams have abnormal feces, and those bantams are not energetic. There are also strict standards for the amount and variety of feed that bantam horses eat each day, and they cannot be arbitrary.
Judging from the registration book, there will be a veterinarian who will come to the door every three days for physical examination, and by the way, the horse corridor will be disinfected.
In the next few days, Zhao Yuan had fully mastered his workflow. Because Jia Deaf rejected Zhao Yuan a little and worked on his own, Zhao Yuan had a lot of free time, and he helped others when he had nothing to do.
Zhao Yuan's most helper is the kitchen.
The kitchen cooks are just a few people, and the workload is extremely unstable, because when they usually eat, there are thirty or fifty people, but when the porter of the delivery arrives to eat, they must immediately add vegetables and rice, because they also belong to the workers of the Wanjia family.
In just a few days, Zhao Yuan mingled with the people in the kitchen.
There were five people in the kitchen, two cooks who cooked the big pot, two women and a handyman who made the fire and chopped the wood and carried the water.
These five people are all long-term workers in the East Courtyard of the Wanjia Dynasty, two of the cooks and two women are two people themselves, people are called Chef Luo, Chef Lei, and the two women are Luo's sister-in-law Lei. The handyman was a taciturn, powerful bachelor named Guo and nicknamed "Guo Axe", who spent most of his time carrying an axe to chop wood on a wooden pier outside the kitchen, or squatting beside a whetstone to sharpen his heavy iron axe.
Zhao Yuan found that in the East Courtyard of Wanjia, almost everyone has nicknames, such as Zhu Dacang, Jia Deaf, Chef Luo, Chef Lei, Guo Axe, etc., all of which are easy to remember and have very personal characteristics.
At present, Zhao Yuan has not received a nickname, in the eyes of outsiders, Zhao Yuan is a young man who does not talk much, looks good, and is very strong, and there are often rural women who pay rent around to introduce Zhao Yuan's daughter-in-law, and occasionally there will be girls who take the initiative to chat with Zhao Yuan, but unfortunately, in the eyes of the girls, Zhao Yuan is too wooden, and he can't hold back a word for a long time, and the girls are bored, so they gradually ignore him......
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Zhao Yuan didn't know what to say, when he was hunting in Xiaoyang Mountain, the people of Huayun Sect had already tracked down Xujiaqiao, and searched all the places where the wanderers in Xujiaqiao gathered, and asked some wanderers.
Because Zhao Yuan was silent and rarely spoke and communicated with people, the wanderers had no impression of Zhao Yuan, and the disciples of Huayun Sect did not find valuable clues and left the next day.
Zhao Yuan naturally didn't know that he had already brushed shoulders with death.
The following days were peaceful, and the daily life was very regular, eating and leaving work at about six o'clock in the evening, going to bed at eight o'clock, and getting up at five o'clock in the morning, seemingly idle, but busy all day, without a moment of leisure.
"Axe, you don't have a family?" Zhao Yuan helped Guo Axe stack the wood, Guo Axe sat on the small wooden pier to rest and smoke, as if thinking about it.
"Yes. Guo axe urn sounded and said angrily.
"Where is it?" Zhao Yuan likes to chat with Guo Axe, because, he won't ask, he will only answer.
"Xu Jiaqiao. ”
"Are you a local?" Zhao Yuan was stunned.
"Hmm. ”
"Why aren't you going home?"
"There was a fire. ”
"Xiao Zhao, don't ask him, you just ask for a day, and you can't ask anything, his house lit candles, the fire was burned, and he was left alone in the family, he is now saving money, ready to repair the house and marry a daughter-in-law, but unfortunately, people dislike him for being poor, and people are too boring, and the girl's family doesn't like it, but ...... There is a girl who treats him well, but his parents don't agree,......" Sister-in-law Lei, who came to carry firewood, let out a long sigh.
"Oh. ”
"Phew!"
A cold light flashed, and an iron axe was heavily nailed to the wooden pier, and the earth seemed to shake.
"Axe, say more good things to other people's parents, other people's precious girls, naturally you want to find a good family, you are not only poor, you don't speak, people are the same? ”
"Chop flies?!"
Zhao Yuan's pupils constricted, and he saw that on the wooden pier where the wood was chopping, a fly was split into two petals.
"Xiao Zhao, when the axe was in a panic, he chased and cut flies, and we laughed at it for a long time, and later, he really hit it, at first, everyone was shocked, and now, we are all used to it. Seeing Zhao Yuan's incredible expression, Sister-in-law Lei was surprised to carry firewood and leave with a smile.
"How did you do it?" Zhao Yuan's heart was shocked.
"I want to cut. Guo Axe stared at the corpse of the fly that had been split into two pieces on the wooden pier with a pair of bull's eyes, and said in a muffled voice.
"Can you cut it if you want to?" Zhao Yuan was stunned.
"Hmm. Guo Axe nodded heavily.
"Teach me to cut flies!" Zhao Yuan looked at Guo Axe nervously.
"Hmm. ”
What Zhao Yuan didn't expect, Guo Axe agreed without hesitation. In fact, for Guo Axe, chopping flies is just to vent the dissatisfaction in his heart, without any other meaning, he naturally does not know the way, which is an important transformation in Zhao Yuan's life.