Chapter 27 Fishing
"Why are you awake? Go to sleep. You don't need Madam to keep watch over you."
Wen Chengyun's voice suddenly appeared behind her. Cheng Weiyao paused and was glad that she was cautious enough. She subconsciously took cover when taking the item.
She slowly turned around, yawning, and replied sleepily, "I'm a little hungry and wanted to find something to eat, but it's already midnight, so forget it. Husband, go to sleep. I agreed to take your turn."
Wen Chengyun didn't refuse too much and followed Cheng Weiyao's instructions to close his eyes and rest, but in fact, his ears were always alert to the movements around him.
Cheng Weiyao glanced at the man who was pretending to sleep beside her, curled the corners of her mouth helplessly, and then her mind moved and entered the QQ Farm. Since Wen Chengyun was guarding it, she couldn't waste time. The farm was obviously a growing golden finger and must be developed!
The next day, at daybreak, the officers and soldiers had already gotten up and shouted at everyone to hurry on. Everyone set off reluctantly, complaining all the way.
"Sir, it's only the next morning. Why are you leaving so early today..."
Some people walked slowly behind to express their protest, while others directly asked the reason.
"Why are you all yawning? Cheer up, everyone! Haven't you learned your lesson from sleeping outdoors yesterday? Don't you need to make up for the lost ground?"
Wang Gang frowned as he led the officials to urge everyone to move forward. Hurrying was one reason, but the most fundamental reason was that the brothers were hungry when they woke up in the morning.
Just a little further on, we'll reach a resting place. Why should we follow these exiles and gnaw on these tooth-grinding dry biscuits when we can eat delicious fish and meat?
Amid the harsh scolding from the officers, everyone quickly arrived at the resting place.
The small inn where we rested opened very early, and the aroma of freshly baked meat buns wafted from far away, making everyone's appetites swell.
"Boss, four baskets of steamed buns with meat filling, and three baskets of dumplings. Do you have any roast chicken? Two..."
As soon as the yamen runners entered the inn, they started shouting, completely ignoring the exiles who were working hard behind them.
"Please come in, gentlemen... I'll just urge the kitchen staff to come in..."
The waiter at the inn was still dozing with his eyes closed. He was startled by the sound of Wang Gang and others slamming the table and hurried forward.
Where would the kitchen get roast chicken at this hour? The inn's waiter was sweating for the chef. After all, these officials didn't look like good people...
"Gentlemen, I'm so sorry. The cook is lazy and got up late. You'll have to wait a while for the buns and dumplings. As for the roast chicken, it's already being prepared and will definitely be served to you..."
When the waiter came back after running around the kitchen, he had a large plate of peanuts and cold dishes in his hands. He nodded and bowed to apologize to the officials.
"What a lazy donkey! He hasn't even made the buns and dumplings yet!"
The officers yelled a few words, and reluctantly forgave the cook because he had sent a lot of side dishes.
The people got up early and didn't even have time to eat breakfast. They rushed here under the stars and were already starving. When they saw that the officials had ordered the food, they hurriedly took out their money and wanted to order some food to fill their stomachs.
"No, sir, it's not that I don't open the door for business, I'm just too busy, so I can only ask you for a bite to eat."
The inn waiter was also envious of the copper coins and jewelry, but before his life, serving the official was more important. After all, the sword on his waist was not a good choice...
They couldn't even buy food with money. Everyone watched the officials eating delicious food and drinking spicy drinks at a table, and then looked down at the dry food and biscuits in their hands, feeling very depressed.
"I still have some food here. Share it with my brothers and sisters. If there's any left, I can take care of the outsiders..."
Cheng Weiyao could understand the disappointment felt by the crowd. She sat down with the basket on her shoulder and lifted the cloth covering the basket.
After a night, the fresh food and wild fruits on the farm looked a bit like stock. In order to avoid suspicion from others, Cheng Wei Yao did not take out a large amount.
After the officials' meals were served, the inn's waiter's mind became active again. He was obviously still thinking about the financial resources that everyone had just displayed. However, before he could open his mouth, the idea died in his womb.
"Okay, brothers, let's eat and drink and get ready to continue our journey. The mountains are high and the road is long. Xiao Er, please pack some food for the journey."
Wang Gang burped and then took the lead to stand up. He had no intention of letting these exiled prisoners have a bite of good food and meat. Prisoners should have the consciousness of prisoners!
Everyone stood up quickly. Although they were given some of Cheng Weiyao's food as a consolation, it was still different from the fish.
Rather than staying here and smelling the aroma of leftovers, it’s better to hurry on...
When passing the river, everyone rested again, and the men were ordered by the officials to repair the stone bridge.
The women were relieved, at least they didn't have to take a detour and cross the river, so they rested by the river in scattered groups.
Cheng Weiyao narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked at the river. She seemed to see the shadow of a fish, but she wasn't sure. She looked again...
"When I was in the palace, I once heard a teacher say that when the water is too clear, there are no fish. There must be fish in this river..."
Wen Chengming was a smart guy. As if he saw what Cheng Weiyao was thinking, he took the initiative to come over and looked at the river with a look of certainty.
Cheng Weiyao was amused by the childish talk. The literal meaning was that if the water was too clear, the fish would not be able to survive. Wen Chengming's understanding made sense.
"But if there are fish, why can't I see any? The water is muddy, and it doesn't look like there are any fish. The fish at home are all visible at a glance..."
A child from the mother's family came over with a skeptical look on his face and joined the debate.
Most people raise fish at home for viewing, and the main purpose is to have clear water and beautiful fish. Cheng Weiyao didn't expect that these children, although young, are so quick-witted.
"There are no fish in this river. If there are any, can you catch some and let me see them?"
"Youyu, sir, you are a great scholar in the palace and have taught many people!"
The half-grown children each held their own opinions and were arguing with each other, and were about to start a quarrel.
"Chengming, have you ever fished before? Sister-in-law will take you fishing. Practice makes perfect..."
Cheng Weiyao walked over and stood among the children, ending the debate.
Most children of this age are at the age of enlightenment, and some may have already been in school before being exiled. They obviously have never experienced the joy of fishing.
The children's cheers successfully attracted the attention of the officers, who leisurely directed the men to do hard labor while laughing at them.
"That's hilarious. What do you use to take a bunch of little guys fishing? A tree branch?"
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