Chapter 370 We are busy
Manbao nodded. Of course it was great. There were so many good things in Keke’s mall, but she just couldn’t bear to buy many of them.
"But what should I give Bai Er?" Man Bao asked, "The gift should be something the other person likes, right?"
Bai Shanbao thought for a moment and whispered, "He wants a sword!"
Manbao said without thinking: "It's too expensive, we can't afford it."
Bai Shanbao agreed and nodded, "But what if the sword is made of wood?"
The two looked at each other, and Manbao immediately said, "Then make it out of wood."
"I can't do it."
"The carpenter will definitely do it, otherwise let my second brother do it."
"So what kind of sword do you think we should make?" Bai Shanbao said, "The book says it should have a double-edged sword, with a straight blade and a sharp tip. It can injure people horizontally or vertically, and can penetrate armor with a piercing blow. It's extremely dangerous, born to kill. I've drawn it, take a look."
Manbao only took one look and said, "It looks like what those three bad guys took."
Bai Shanbao nodded and said, "I drew it wider. I think it looks better this way."
"It's a little crooked. How about carving something on it?" Manbao suggested. "Like, the best sword in the world."
“This really requires a carpenter.”
The carpenter who lived in the Bai family and made plows for the Bai family did not expect that he would receive such a temporary order when he was about to go home for the New Year.
Making a wooden sword is very simple. It doesn’t take much effort to carve it into a nice shape. As for engraving, as long as the two little customers can write it, they can engrave it accordingly.
The old carpenter did it himself. In less than half a day, he carved a wooden sword, polished it, and then engraved words on it.
The next day, Bai Jilang was stunned when he received gifts from both of them.
Bai Shanbao handed him the wooden sword and said, "This is a gift from us, but it cost a lot of money."
Bai Erlang took it and was extremely moved. He had always wanted a sword, but this was impossible. The most he could do was pick up a stick on the road and use it as a sword.
The two said, "You are our junior fellow apprentice. We are older than you and will definitely take care of you."
Bai Erlang was torn between happiness and sadness, but Manbao waved his hand generously and said, "Alright, Senior Sister will take care of you from now on. Let's go take a look at the fields first."
"What's so good about the land?" Bai Erlang couldn't help but mutter.
There is really nothing to see in the fields right now. The pits for the fruit trees on the mountain have been dug, and the fields have basically been plowed. The three farmhands have moved into the yellow mud house, and the chicken coops and cow sheds that should be prepared have also been built. Now we just have to wait for spring to come.
Now, the three farmhands, in addition to herding cattle, spend their days dealing with the manure piles in the fields to ensure that they can be used during spring plowing.
Manbao and his friends would occasionally go and take a look when they went out to play.
No one dared to neglect spring ploughing. Even though Manbao and Bai Shanbao were arranging the affairs of a farm on their own for the first time, they knew that spring ploughing was the most important thing at the beginning of the year.
Bai Erlang naturally listened to them.
Mr. Zhuang was very considerate and arranged their classes in the evening, gave them holidays during the busy spring season, and even let them personally work in the fields.
He only took up half an hour and one hour after dinner.
In the morning they were required to write, and in the evening they were required to sit and listen to lectures.
Manbao and Bai Shanbao got used to being drowsy after two days, but Bai Erlang felt even sleepier during class.
But this time it is different from the previous classes in the classroom. There are only three students in total.
The three of them sat in front of the teacher. As soon as he narrowed his eyes, Mr. Zhuang's book flew towards him, and then Bai Erlang had to stand and listen to the class.
Manbao and Bai Shanbao covered their mouths and laughed, and after the teacher finished the lecture, they stood up, bowed and left together.
When they left the courtyard, it was already dark. Zhou Wulang yawned and stood up from a rock, waving at Man Bao, "Let's go home."
The servants of Daji and Bai's families also went up to lead their young masters home.
It was not very late at this time, and some people who worked late had just finished washing up, so on the way home, I could always hear various sounds coming from each house.
Zhou Wulang calculated the time and came here accurately. He only waited for about half a quarter of an hour, but he was still very sleepy. The main reason was that he had started spring plowing in the past two days and he was very tired.
He couldn't help but pound his waist and said, "Mr. Zhuang is stricter than before. In the past, you guys were just given a day off during the busy spring season, but now you have to come to class in the morning and evening."
Manbao didn't say anything, and Zhou Wulang didn't care. He yawned again, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and asked tiredly, "How many acres of wheat have you planted?"
"Grandma Liu has only hired eight temporary workers for now, so she's only cultivating 15 mu of land."
"Not bad, faster than ours."
Manbao said: "The main reason is that we have three cows."
"That's true. One ox is worth two strong men. But then again, your speed is a bit slow. Maybe someone is being lazy."
"Not bad," Manbao had also gone to the fields these past two days. Of course, she didn't know how to do anything else but throw wheat seeds into the fields that had already been furrowed and fertilized. "Bai Zhuangtou didn't say they were lazy."
"I'll come and help you after I finish planting the land at home." Zhou Wulang thought for a moment and said, "You don't have to pay me."
Manbao looked up at him and said, "Maybe we can be faster, Fifth Brother, having a cow is really more convenient. Why don't we buy a cow too?"
Zhou Wulang perked up and immediately woke up from his sleepiness. He asked excitedly, "Manbao, are you rich now?"
Manbao shook his head regretfully. "No, I asked Grandma Liu. A bullock costs more than four thousand coins, at least four thousand two hundred coins. A second-rate bullock costs more than three thousand coins."
Zhou Wulang couldn't help but sigh, "I can even get a wife now."
Manbao nodded in agreement.
Zhou Wulang was not interested. "Since you have no money, what's the point of talking about this now?"
"I don't have money, but Dad does. Last autumn and winter, my third and fourth brothers contributed a lot to the public income from the ginger and yams they sold."
Zhou Wulang shook his head. "Dad won't pay unless we wait until the summer harvest. If the wheat is good this year, maybe he'll be willing to pay if you ask him a little."
Manbao's shoulders slumped.
When they got home, they heard a baby crying in Zhou Sanlang's room. Manbao asked Zhou Sanlang to go back to the room first. She ran over to join in the fun and saw He Shi walking around the room with a child in her arms. "Sister-in-law, what happened to Wutou?"
He blushed slightly and said, "He's hungry."
Manbao understood that He's milk was not enough again.
Wutou was born in the first month of the lunar year, not long after the Chinese New Year. But for some reason, Mrs. He's milk was not enough, and he often cried out of hunger.
He said, "Your third brother went to steam eggs."
Manbao said, "How about we buy a sheep too?"
He smiled and said, "No, he can eat some porridge when he grows a little bigger."
(End of this chapter)
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