The whole family traveled through ancient times with their house

Seeing Madam Jiang's straightforwardness, Captain Dong didn't hesitate. "Madam Jiang, starting this year, as long as it's land cultivated by Madam Jiang, the Hundred Households Office will only take 40% of your grain."

Jiang Yan hadn't expected such a good thing. She had agreed to take in eight wounded soldiers, and Captain Dong had actually given her such a great convenience. Ten percent of the food was with her, but that was a lot of food.

Captain Dong was also surprised. It was the first time he saw Madam Jiang smile so happily.

Jiang Yan: How can I not be happy? It's really not easy to get the upper hand over Captain Dong.

Captain Dong also figured out the reason. It was because of his dark skin, so even if he blushed, it wouldn't be noticeable.

Alas, for the sake of those eight men, even if it meant blushing, he had to say, "Madam Jiang, when do you think I should send them over?"

"That's for the captain to decide! It's just that we don't have a separate room for them to live in."

"This is easy to do. Once they come over, we can let them build it themselves."

"Can it be done?"

"The weather is getting warmer day by day, so they can build it themselves without any problem."

"Okay, we'll listen to the captain. Then the captain can help us see where the house they live in is built."

"Just build it next to the cornfield downstream. There's more space there, and they can be more relaxed."

"Oh, the young lady knows." Jiang Yan actually wanted to ask, "Will they live here forever?"

But after thinking about it, there is no need to ask. They have lost their relatives, so where can they go?

Ye Zhan also knew that once he accepted these eight people, it would be his lifelong responsibility.

And, maybe, later...

Ye Zhan did not remind his wife. Based on his understanding of his wife, she might have already thought of it.

The next day, Captain Dong brought his men and personally delivered the eight wounded soldiers.

However, when the carriage came over, Jiang Yan saw nine people sitting in it.

Captain Dong explained, "One of them is a cook. He is too old to stay in the barracks, so I just cooked for them."

Guan had been watching from the side. Seeing that one more person had appeared in such a short time, she felt that her sister was at a disadvantage.

Just as Guan was about to go up and talk to Captain Dong, she heard Captain Dong look at Zhang Xiaoqi and say, "The Zhang family is trying to commit suicide at the Qianshan Hundred Household Office. Shi Feng is fed up with them. Last night, they came to the Thousand Household Office to ask me to get rid of them."

Without waiting for her husband to respond, Guan immediately replied, "We Thirteen Banners don't want them. They can go wherever they want."

"But…"

"But even the fifth one won't do. That family is cunning, lazy, greedy, and treacherous. If they come to the Thirteenth Banner, not only will they destroy everything else, but even the crops my sister has planted will be destroyed. There's nothing left to save."

Yesterday, Captain Dong was so annoyed by Shi Feng that he was actually shaken for a moment. After hearing Guan's comments about Boss Zhang's family, he immediately told himself that he must not allow that family to come to the Thirteen Banners.

Because of Boss Zhang's family, everyone forgot what they wanted to say before.

However, the decision to take eight wounded soldiers and a cook to resettle them downstream of the river could not be changed.

Last night, Jiang Yan and Ye Zhan chose a place.

On the other side of the stream, the terrain is quite high and flat, and close to the river.

Jiang Yan pointed there to Captain Dong. Before Captain Dong could say anything, the old cook spoke up. "Let's go here. It's a good place."

"Second uncle~"

"This place is nice, with mountains and water. I feel happy every day here."

Jiang Yan didn't expect Zhou Dasheng to call the old cook "Second Uncle", so she looked at them in some confusion.

Captain Dong saw Madam Jiang's confusion and began to explain, "Old Zhou is Zhou Dasheng's second uncle. He has never married in his life. Now that he is old, he wants to find a peaceful place to retire."

"Oh."

Seeing that Madam Jiang didn't look disgusted, Captain Dong continued, "If I get old one day, I'd like to come and live here with you. I wonder if Madam Jiang could take me in."

Seeing Captain Dong even say "I," Jiang Yan nodded. As the old saying goes, "You can drive one sheep, but you can also herd two sheep. Too many lice won't bite..." She didn't remember the rest of the sentence.

Those who were listening nearby, seeing that Madam Jiang had actually agreed, began to grumble and say that they would also come here to live out their old age when they got old.

Jiang Yan didn't care anymore. Come if you want. Want to eat and drink for free? Wishful thinking. When the time comes, she will drive them all out to open up wasteland.

Just thinking about that scene, it must be quite spectacular.

After Captain Dong took his men to set up the shack, Jiang Yan led the horse and prepared to go back, telling Captain Dong that she would bring him lunch.

Zhou Dasheng thought of the delicious buns made by Madam Jiang again, but this time he said nothing.

Uncle Zhou Er saw Jiang Yan was about to leave, so he said, "Well, well..." twice, and then said, "Madam Jiang, let me cook lunch!"

Seeing that Uncle Zhou wanted to cook, Jiang Yan did not refuse, but just said that she would bring the food over later.

When Jiang Yan came over in a horse-drawn carriage, she brought a full set of rice, flour, grain, oil, and a basket of eggs.

Uncle Zhou Er looked at the jar of lard and exclaimed, "Madam Jiang, you've taken too much oil. There are only a few of us, how can we use so much oil?"

"Uncle Zhou Er, we all do hard labor. If we don't eat oily food, how can we have the energy to work?"

Uncle Zhou Er looked at the white lard in the jar and thought to himself, "This Madam Jiang is just like my nephew said, she has a kind heart."

You have to know that Uncle Zhou has spent most of his life in the kitchen. The can of lard he is holding in his hand would last him two months even if he were in a kitchen with a hundred people.

Thinking of these people, Madam Jiang gave him this can of lard. He had to be frugal and not let Madam Jiang squander the money.

While preparing lunch, Uncle Zhou opened the food bags one by one to see what was inside.

When Uncle Zhou finished reading, his eyes were red.

"Uncle Zhou Er?" Captain Dong saw it by chance and walked over to ask.

"Qianli, Madam Jiang is a good person," said Uncle Zhou Er, opening the grain bag and showing it to Captain Dong. "Look, this bag is filled with real grain. I've lived to this age, and I've only had a few meals of real grain."

Captain Dong certainly understood what Uncle Zhou Er meant. Not to mention other places, even he, the Captain, ate multi-grain bread like other officers and soldiers in his own office.

It was nothing like the food that Madam Jiang sent over, which was pure sorghum rice and cornmeal, not mixed grains, nor the dark mixed grain flour.

Uncle Zhou Er saw that everyone was looking at him, so he smiled and told them, "For lunch, we'll cook sorghum rice porridge. It's thick and I guarantee that even if you put your chopsticks on it, it won't fall over."