Traveling through troubled times: Princess disguises herself as a man and becomes a soldier to earn

The soldier smiled kindly, as if he remembered something funny, and couldn't help saying, "Don't be afraid. When I first came here, I was just like you. I wanted to bring some meat back home for my children to taste. You are really filial."

"...Well, Grandpa has been traveling all this time, and his health is not very good. If he can eat some meat to replenish his body, he will be able to endure the cold winter better."

Xiao Mu was eating the meaty food when he remembered something. He paused and asked, "Brother, what good day is today? Otherwise, why do we have meat to eat? This is too generous. I want to be a soldier in the future."

The soldier smiled and shook his head: "No, this is what we normally eat. As for meat, there are people who specialize in raising pigs. They kill the pigs and deliver them to us. Of course, it is also distributed uniformly by the court."

"In a word, as long as you are loyal to the court, work hard, and don't have any bad intentions, you will have good days every day, and it will be normal to eat meat. Generally, we should eat meat three or four days out of seven."

“…Wow, that’s amazing.”

"Haha, that's not the case. Everyone has his or her own job. Only if we do our job well can Qi State become better and better, and the lives of the people can become better and better. This is what it means when a country is strong, the people will be at peace."

Xiaomu's eyes were full of longing. This was the border and life was so good. He couldn't even imagine that the soldiers fighting in the army must have an even better life. He wanted to grow up quickly so that he could join the army to earn money and buy meat for his grandfather.

After eating, Xiaomu led his men back to work. His hands moved faster and faster, not sparing any effort. He said excitedly, "We have to work hard to be worthy of them. Remember that."

"Remember this, Boss Mu."

Before they knew it, it was dark. The children ran back to the camp with five cents in their pockets, smiling happily. They opened the door and shouted happily, "Grandpa, I'm back. Guess how much I earned today?"

Seeing that he was sweating profusely, the old man took out a cloth, raised his hand and gently wiped it, and said lovingly: "Well, you earned two cents, right? You are still young, and it is good to be able to earn money. Don't be too anxious. When you grow up and have the strength, you will earn more."

Xiao Mu smiled foolishly, stretched out his hand, showing the five copper coins in his palm, and laughed non-stop: "Five coins, a strong laborer can only earn fifteen coins a day in Luocheng, and that's without food. I'm so young and can earn five coins, it's amazing."

"...Five, five cents, why would you give so much?"

"Well, Grandpa, I found out that the rumors about Qiguo are true. It is the Peach Blossom Spring. The people who live here are so happy. Look at the smiles on their faces. They are all genuine and not fake."

"There are also people working in the workshop. They all have special clothes. They look really impressive. We can wear them in the future, right? I want to work hard and stay in Qiguo in the future, and then bring my parents over."

The old man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and he could not hide his grief when he thought of his son and daughter-in-law. Those who were left in Luocheng by the Yun Kingdom would definitely do hard labor in the end, and the possibility of surviving was really too small.

He adjusted his mood, patted his grandson's shoulder gently, and said softly: "Well, Xiaomu did a good job. As long as we have money, we can bring your parents out. If not, we can pay for their redemption."

Xiao Mu's eyes lit up and he was full of energy: "Grandpa, I will work hard. Come, eat some meat quickly to replenish your body. We will definitely have a day of reunion in the future and live a happy life."

"Meat? Where did you get the meat?"

"Everyone gets one spoon for lunch. I'm still young, so I can eat more often in the future. Grandpa, you're not in good health, so you should eat the meat to replenish your body. Come on, eat quickly."

The old man looked at him, poured hot water, put the meat in to soak, brought it over when it was hot, and looked at him eagerly: "Grandpa, eat it, this is called bacon, it's very fragrant and delicious."

Xiaomu held back his saliva and urged.

"If you bring meat back, you will break the rules. If someone sees you, they will think you are a thief. Don't bring meat back in the future. Got it? Grandpa doesn't crave meat and doesn't want to eat it. You will have to eat it by yourself in the future. It takes strength to work."

"Come, let's eat together. If you don't eat, grandpa won't eat either."

"…But, but this is for grandpa."

The old man picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and urged him. Seeing him eating with his eyes narrowed and a happy face, he couldn't help laughing: "It's great, this place is really good, eat two more pieces."

Xiao Mu waved his hands again and again: "No, I just want to taste it, Grandpa, you eat it, I'll bring it back later, and we can eat together, so that you can replenish your body, and I can replenish my body too, how great."

"Pfft, you clever little thing."

That night, although the oil lamps in the camp were out, the voices never stopped. They were all looking forward to the future and were full of energy. They had completely changed their previous depressed look and worked very hard. They were working for themselves, so they had to work hard.

We should strive to settle down in Qi State as soon as possible in the future. Only with an identity of Qi State can we get a share of Qi State's land and live a better life. Just thinking about it gives us hope.

Half a month later, the workshop was completed.

Wang Meng brought the person over and handed him over to the person in charge of the workshop. He shouted, "Auntie Yun, I have brought the person to you. You can take care of the arrangements."

The beautiful woman smiled gently and said, "Okay, go get busy."

He held a booklet in his hand, which recorded the information of all the refugees in Los Angeles, including their age, temperament, and physical condition. He memorized each person's name one by one, and kept drawing something on the booklet with the charcoal pencil in his hand.

These people were eager to have work to do. As long as they were arranged, they would work hard. Yun Niang nodded with satisfaction and her attitude became more gentle: "From now on, you will be under my control. If you have any questions, please come to me."

"As for the treatment, you should all listen to it. In the middle of each month, the previous month's salary will be paid. The more you work, the more you get. Food and accommodation are free. During the holidays, each person gets three pounds of meat. The year-end bonus depends on the work performance throughout the year."

Everyone in Luo City was stunned when they heard this. The monthly salary for work was usually fixed. This was the first time they heard of such detailed divisions. But no matter what, it sounded very good.

It just seems a little unreal, like a dream. It turns out that the rumors are all true. Qi State is really the Peach Blossom Land. Although Yun State has committed evil deeds, it is not lying on this point.

Yun Niang said softly, "Everyone, if there are no problems, just work in your own position. If there are no major accidents in the future, your position will be fixed. If there are problems, we will make adjustments. Different positions have different work and different treatment."

Everyone said in unison: "Yes, we understand."

"Well, from now on, just call me Master Yun. The dining area is in the courtyard. When it's time, someone will come to call you. If you have no problem, just sit down and follow them to learn how to work."

"These things are to be sent to the battlefield for the soldiers to use, so we cannot be careless and must strictly follow the steps to avoid contamination, which will cause irreparable consequences to the soldiers' wounds."