Fourth Brother Mu carefully opened it and pulled away the outermost one. Ah, it didn't work! It was the wood that was not burned through.
The Mu family was very disappointed, but didn't say anything. After all, they had gained so many benefits.
The Fang family had no scruples. "I told you, it's not that easy to succeed. Otherwise, most people would burn charcoal to keep warm, and the charcoal wouldn't be sold."
"I thought Miss Mu was very powerful, but she is just like this. I think she is overhyped."
"I was exaggerating before, but now it's exposed."
"I don't know why the Patriarch is praising Miss Mu so much. Is he confused because of the stimulation?"
"I think it's entirely possible. Shouldn't we change the position of the head of the family?"
"I think it's feasible. The position of the head of the family can be rotated. There are many outstanding children in the family."
The voices were not low, and Mu Wanqing heard them clearly. She smiled slightly and looked at the head of the Fang family beside her.
The face of the head of the Fang family was not looking good. It was already this late and they were still fighting for power.
Someone exclaimed, "Huh? What is that?"
Fourth Brother Mu pulled out a piece of charcoal. The color inside and outside was the same. It was charcoal! It had not been burned to ash!
Mu Wanqing reminded, "Try to break it apart."
Fourth Brother Mu gently broke it. He was overjoyed, "It worked, Patriarch, you succeeded."
"It's just a trifle, not worth mentioning." Mu Wanqing said calmly, glancing at the Fang family, "We should keep a low profile, lest people say we are over-praising us again."
Fang family: ...awkward!
Patriarch Fang sighed silently. Why offend the patriarch of the Mu family when there was nothing to do? Although she was a little girl, she was the head of the family.
And she's a super capable girl.
Some men have no abilities themselves, but they look down on this and that, and think that women are only fit to stay at home and give birth to and raise children.
"The Third Miss is indeed extraordinary, smart and capable of doing anything with ease. It is a blessing for everyone in the Mu family to have a patriarch like you."
He praised them a lot, which was also a disguised way of apologizing on behalf of his people.
Mu Wanqing likes dealing with smart people. Patriarch Fang is a smart man. "No, thank you for the compliment. Does your family seem to be in turmoil?"
Someone wants to take its place.
The head of the Fang family couldn't help but smile bitterly. They had worked together when things were most difficult before, but now that times are better, they have started to make all kinds of troubles.
"Don't worry, I won't drag the Mu family into this."
This is what Mu Wanqing wanted. "That's the best. If you dare to stretch your claws towards us, don't blame me for cutting them off."
"Okay." What else could Patriarch Fang say?
Mu Wanqing was a little speechless as she looked at the group of people who were laughing foolishly. "Go, bring a small red stove over, and we'll try the effect on the spot."
After a while, a faint flame started. Everyone cheered and called out Mu Wanqing's name. Their admiration for her was like a torrent of water.
Uncle Mu Liu suggested, "Chief, can you make a few more furnaces? Build a few more kilns to supply charcoal to all the tribe members."
The main thing is that it doesn’t cost any money, and there is plenty of wood in the forest.
Mu Wanqing glanced at the sky. It was already dawn and she didn't know what the road conditions ahead would be like.
"Where's Lord Zeng? Why can't I see him?"
Uncle Mu looked around and said, "He was here just now." Maybe he went to the bathroom.
Mu Wanqing searched the crowd, "When did Deputy Captain Li and his team come back?"
Uncle Mu Liu stayed up all night last night and knew a lot of the situation. "It was late at night and he was still asleep. It was said that there was no road ahead. We had to take a detour through a winding mountain road. People could pass through, but it would be a bit risky for a carriage."
Mu Wanqing could only hold back when she heard this. Safety comes first. "How about this, we have a total of 16 groups, and we will build eight earthen kilns, two groups each, and let Uncle Kai guide you. You learn more and remember to build two earthen kilns for the officials."
There were originally fifteen groups, and after the people from the eldest house were incorporated into them, it became the sixteenth group.
In this way, the supply for a week will be enough, and we can burn charcoal while traveling and it should be able to be supplied in time.
"Okay, no problem." Uncle Mu hurried to carry out the order. This was the daily work he was responsible for.
At Mu Wanqing's command, the Mu family began to work busily. The Fang family members were envious and ran towards the head of the Fang family.
After a while, the head of the Fang family came over and asked, "Miss San, can our Fang family also learn it?"
Mu Wanqing pinched her chin. It was very simple to burn charcoal. All you had to do was control the temperature. You could learn it just by watching for a while.
Patriarch Fang said this as a sign of respect.
If the Fang family secretly burned charcoal, she couldn't do anything about it because it was not her invention.
"Sure, but I hope the Fang family can give something in return."
She was not greedy for anything, but was telling Master Fang that if you want something, you have to pay for it, and don't always try to take advantage.
It's okay once, but who would be happy if it happens too many times?
Patriarch Fang paused for a moment and said, "My wife knows how to make fermented rice wine. I asked her first..."
He thought he was sincere enough and every secret recipe was a treasure.
Mu Wanqing interrupted with a smile, "I know this."
Patriarch Fang was stunned for a while, "Wine making?"
"I can do it, too." Mu Wanqing had seen it online. She had a good memory and wrote it all down.
Patriarch Fang was even more envious, "Then what can't you do?"
Mu Wanqing said that she knew too much. "Just remember it for now. I'll ask you for it when I think of something I like."
"good."
The two tribes were like competing, each building an earthen kiln.
Mu Wanqing didn't have to worry about these chores and made herself an omelet for breakfast.
Sprinkle with chopped green onions and enjoy!
Her clothes were pulled, and she looked down, Baoer looked at her eagerly, "Aunt."
The little guy stared at the omelet and drooled. Mu Wanqing pinched his little face and asked, "Want to eat?"
"Yeah." Baoer nodded vigorously, with two words written all over his face: I want to eat.
Mu Wanqing took a bite of the pancake and asked with a smile, "Have you memorized the multiplication table?"
Baoer's eyes lit up, "I got it. I'll recite it to you."
"One plus one equals one..." He recited it fluently at first, but when he got to the number six, he forgot it and his little face wrinkled.
Woohoo, I’m not happy that I can’t eat the delicious omelet.
His expression amused Mu Wanqing, and she tore off half of the pancake for him, "You only carried half, so I can only give you half of the pancake."
Baoer was overjoyed. How could it be counted like this? "Thank you, auntie."
A few little brats came out from nowhere and surrounded Mu Wanqing, "Auntie, I'll recite it to you too."
Okay, Mu Wanqing will distribute the omelets according to how much content they have memorized. The more they memorize, the more they get. It’s fair.
Not far away, Mrs. Mu looked at her children tenderly.
Mu Rongxue, who was standing beside her, raised her chin and said, "You see, Third Sister is a broad-minded person. She is capable of doing great things and will not bother with orphans and widows like you."
Sister Mu's expression changed, "Your two cousins are not dead yet."
"But he's dead in the family tree, and dead in the eyes of my third sister." Mu Rongxue has always been direct in her words, and now she has no scruples at all. "If you behave yourself, Bao'er and the others will naturally enjoy the same rights as other children in the clan. As for wanting to talk about the relationship between aunt and niece and ask for special care, forget it. She has no feelings for the first and third wives."
Mrs. Mu was in a very complicated mood. She was worried that Mu Wanqing would vent her anger on her, but she also wanted her children to get better resources.
"She's been very nice to you."
Mu Rongxue knew that she and Mu Wanqing didn't have much sisterly affection, so she didn't force it. "That's because I'm very motivated. My performance was better than others, and I got the first place in the exam. She likes smart, capable, and honest people."
So she tries hard to be such a person and strives to be more valued.
"So, if you want Baoer and the others to excel, then let them study hard and strive to be the best in everything. Only then can they catch the eye of Third Sister and be entrusted with important tasks."
Sister Mu was a little surprised. The third daughter's attitude was not right. "You really don't feel any resentment at all? She cut the tendons of your father's hands and feet."
Complaint? Mu Rongxue couldn't help but laugh, "Let me put it this way, if it weren't for Mu Wanqing, we would still be walking in the cold wind, shivering with every step, with sores on the soles of our feet, hungry and cold, and we might have died on the road. She protected you and me, and every member of the tribe, which the previous tribe leader didn't do."
Her family is safe and sound, so she is very grateful.
As for her father, he used to dance too happily and had many wives and concubines, so he had too little time for the three of them, mother and daughter. It would be better for them to just leave it like this and let everyone calm down.
Sister Mu frowned slightly, "She is just a woman."
Mu Rongxue said mercilessly, "Well, but people are different, and women are different too. She is a leader supported by countless people, and you are just a poor woman abandoned by your husband's family. You are still alive because of Mu Wanqing's protection."
Mrs. Mu felt as if she had been hit so hard that she had difficulty breathing.
Mu Rongxue gently reminded, "Don't say bad things about Mu Wanqing in front of the children, and don't say good things about the first wife. This is not good for the children's future. If you can't beat your parents-in-law and husband, don't count on your children. If you want to send your children to death, you can give it a try."
Because the child was still cute, she didn't want her two sisters-in-law to do anything stupid.
Of course, if the mother doesn’t care about the future, life or death of her children, what should she, as an aunt, worry about?
Leaving these words behind, she ran towards Mu Wanqing happily, "Chief, is there anything I can do? I can do anything. If you don't know how, please teach me."
You have to be thick-skinned, and the more you spend time together and interact with each other, the more feelings will naturally develop.
Baoer said with some disdain, "Fourth Aunt, don't compete with us for the Little Fairy Aunt."
Mu Rongxue glared at him deliberately, "I'm the fourth aunt, why is she the fairy aunt?"
Bao Er pouted, "She is pretty, and you are ugly."
Mu Rongxue's delicate face cracked inch by inch, what a short-sighted brat.
"Hahaha." Mu Wanqing couldn't stop laughing.
These days, the men were burning charcoal and the women were sitting in the carriage doing needlework, each doing their own job.
On the third day, good news finally came from the front: the road was repaired.
Mu Wanqing notified everyone to prepare to set off. Everyone harvested a lot of charcoal and distributed it uniformly, with each person getting ten kilograms of charcoal. Families with large populations were very happy.
If there is no more charcoal to put in, just tie it to the back of the car. It can be used for a long time.
Mu Wanqing also said that the burned charcoal can be sold, which is another way to make money.
The group had been traveling for a long time when Mu Zicheng came rushing over on horseback, "Sister, something bad has happened, behind us..."
He went to contact the caravan behind him early in the morning. Could something have happened to the caravan?
Mu Wanqing waved her hand and immediately asked Mu Zicheng to get on the carriage. "What's wrong?"
She poured a cup of tea and handed it to her eldest brother. Mu Zicheng, who was sweating profusely, took it and drank it all in one gulp. "The bandits robbed the goods."
Mu Wanqing was stunned. Everything was peaceful when they passed by and they didn't notice anything unusual. Where did this group of people come from?
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