The two of them went out and earned nearly one tael of silver, which was really too much money. They should take a good rest and continue their journey tomorrow.
When their families saw that they had returned safely and were about to set off again early the next morning, they quickly followed them home to prepare a delicious meal to reward them.
Once the crowd had mostly dispersed, Sun Jinhua, remembering the five or six taels of silver she hadn't yet earned, quickly blocked Li Wu's path and asked, "What about Dazhu and Erzhu? Can't we still go?"
Each trip costs at least 800 coins, just for delivering goods. How can Dazhu and Erzhu earn any more money in this condition?
Li Wu's eyes widened as he looked at the two people on the cart. He could understand why Da Zhu had to be pulled back because of his leg injury, but Er Zhu had injured his hand and could walk on his own, yet they still pulled him back. Even in this state, Sun Jinhua was still asking them if they wanted to go.
Instead of answering, he asked, "Sister-in-law Fan, do you think Dazhu and Erzhu can still go in their current state?"
"Then, can three or four pillars make up for it?" Sun Jinhua asked again, unwilling to give up.
Fan Sanzhu and Fan Sizhu stared wide-eyed at their mother. Not only were there armed bandits on the road, but they also had to pull a cart weighing several hundred kilograms. How could they possibly manage?
Li Wu looked at the fourteen or fifteen-year-old Fan Sanzhu and Fan Sizhu, who both looked unwilling and shook their heads: "I don't know, the selection of people is not something I can control."
However, from what I heard from Master Bai, we have enough people; there's no need to add any more.
Anyway, the fact that Dazhu and Erzhu ran away didn't affect the team at all. In fact, the team was even more harmonious and relaxed without them.
What Master Bai meant was that the team was weeding out the bad members and keeping the good ones through repeated practice, and that everyone's good teamwork would make things more efficient.
Quality over quantity.
He used to think that more people were always better, but after this incident, he completely agreed with what Master Bai said: if everyone were like Dazhu and Erzhu, then having more of them would be useless!
"By the way, the cart that Dazhu and Erzhu are lying on belongs to our family. We'll have Sanzhu and Sizhu bring it over later."
After speaking, Li Wu and Li Qiang helped their fathers back home.
As soon as they returned, they noticed that there were mud bricks everywhere in the village. They were eager to ask their father what was going on, as well as what they had seen along the way and the situation in Nanning Prefecture. They couldn't wait to tell their family about it.
There's no time to waste here.
Seeing that everyone in the village was alright and that the two people who had the accident were at fault, the old village chief felt relieved and was helped home by his two sons.
In the kitchen, Wang Guifen, Zhang Hui, and Zhao Lan were busy cooking.
After the head of the household came to inform them that everyone who was out was alright, they quickly returned to prepare food.
I hooked a piece of cured pork off the stove, sliced it thinly, and stir-fried it with potato slices in a large bowl, even the potato slices were coated with oil.
I usually can't bear to eat the dried salted fish, but today I took some out and steamed a plate of it.
The eggs don't have a strong fishy smell, so they're steamed into a water-steamed egg dish.
The goose eggs were huge, and I stir-fried them with green peppers in a big bowl.
In addition, there were steamed eggplant, steamed edamame, stir-fried gourd, stir-fried loofah, smashed cucumber, and cold black fungus salad... It was a whole table full of dishes for the holidays.
"Come on, this cucumber salad and wood ear mushroom salad are new recipes I learned from Shuiqing. I even added vinegar. Come and try them, what do you think?"
Vinegar isn't cheap; we've only bought it once before. But last time we went to the city to buy some things, my brother-in-law brought back a pound of it, which is perfect for this cold black fungus salad.
Even just a small spoonful makes a huge difference in the smell.
"I must say, the smell of vinegar alone is enough to whet your appetite!"
"I can hardly contain my drool."
When the old village chief returned to the main room and saw the food laid out on the table, he felt that life was indeed much better now.
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