The end of natural disasters: the daily life of child brides in ancient times

Manager Hua stared at Lu Qingqing's back and shook his head.

"What do you know! If you want to work in the palace, the first thing you have to do is to know your position.

Who is eating there tonight?

That’s Captain Ding, the prince’s cousin!

Since he didn't send the guards to call me, it means he doesn't want me to go over there!"

Then he said to the man who asked the question:

"You are a wise man, so I have one more thing to say to you.

The little girl just now was no ordinary person. Not only did she save the prince's life, but she also caught his eye.

I heard that the prince specially assigned Captain Ding to carry out this escort mission.

Logically speaking, this task could be done by just finding an ordinary guard team.

Tell me, why did Captain Ding have to make this trip?

The man shook his head when he heard this, somewhat puzzled.

But Manager Hua just smiled and said without further explanation:

"If you don't understand, stop asking so many questions!

All you need to remember is that she will be the head of our pharmaceutical factory, so just listen to her!"

The man who asked the question nodded repeatedly, but he was secretly pondering in his heart.

On the second day, after Lu Qingqing and Master Yan saw Yu Hongjun and his group off, the pharmaceutical factory officially started construction.

The scale of the event this time was no less impressive than when Lu Qingqing and her friends built their house.

I don’t know how King Huai arranged it, but there were quite a lot of craftsmen coming this time.

Moreover, the tools used by the craftsmen are much better than those used by the Sanqing troupe.

If it is built this way, it will probably be completed in less than a month.

In comparison, the houses built by Aunt Zhang and Hu Laosan not far to the west seem a bit ordinary.

Team leader Zhao looked at other people's tools, then looked at his own makeshift team, scratched his head and called on everyone to work harder.

The women of Baoshan Town, passing by on their way up the mountain to pick mulberry leaves, saw the scene at the pharmaceutical factory and began to talk about it in low voices.

Although they were not clear about the involvement between Lu Qingqing and the pharmaceutical factory, they heard Ding Hongjun say that how the pharmaceutical factory was built was entirely up to Lu Qingqing's orders.

In other words, the little girl who chatted and laughed with them when they collected silk on weekdays was actually involved with King Huai.

To the villagers, this was truly remarkable.

At this time, Lu Qingqing, who was considered quite remarkable by the villagers, was coughing continuously because of the smoke coming out of the stove.

This was the first time she used the stove she and Qin Lang had built a few days ago.

The entire stove is leaking smoke here and there.

Often as the fire burns, smoke will float out from the gaps.

Next to him, Qin Lang was squatting with a clay basin, mending the seam.

Wherever you see smoke, smear a piece of mud there.

After a while, the stove that was leaking smoke everywhere was finally considered barely passable.

Seeing that Qin Lang's face was flushed with heat, Lu Qingqing asked him to close the door, and then took a basin of ice and placed it next to the two of them.

With the help of ice cubes, they both felt better.

The weather is so hot nowadays that you will sweat even if you sit still.

However, the craftsmen and employees at the pharmaceutical factory are working under high temperatures.

Lu Qingqing thought about what she had talked about with Zhu Youhua before, and decided to make some mung bean soup to relieve the heat.

The sooner this pharmaceutical factory is built, the greater its role will be.

In the middle of the morning, Lu Qingqing used the patched stove to cook mung bean soup to relieve the summer heat, and after letting it cool down, she sent it to the pharmaceutical factory.

It's not even noon yet, but the weather is already very hot.

Everyone on the construction site was so hot that their faces were flushed, and they were sweating profusely as they waved their shovels and hoes.

When Manager Hua from the pharmaceutical factory saw Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang coming with the cart, he hurried out from under the shade of the tree and stepped forward to greet them politely.

When he learned that there were two large buckets of mung bean soup in the car, he hurriedly expressed his gratitude.

When he spoke, his attitude was more intimate than before.

He called two of his men to take over the cart and let Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang rest aside.

Then, he called all the men on the construction site over and asked them to line up to get the mung bean soup.

After the men in front received the mung bean soup, they picked up the bowls and gulped it down.

After taking a few sips, I realized that this mung bean soup is actually sweet!

One man quickly finished the drink in his bowl and ran to the back to line up.

Soon, everyone else realized what was happening and lined up at the back.

Manager Hua was talking to Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang and hadn't had time to drink yet.

It was only when I heard the men next to me shouting that I realized sugar was added to the mung bean soup.

You know, sugar is not cheap these days.

It is quite generous to add sugar to mung bean soup.

He thanked Lu Qingqing again and again, and then shouted at the man in charge of making the mung bean soup to leave a few bowls for him.

Seeing that person agreed, he turned around and said to Lu Qingqing with a smile:

"Manager Lu, please don't laugh at me. I just like to eat sweet things."

Lu Qingqing smiled and chatted with him for a few words, then said goodbye and left.

After Lu Qingqing walked away, Manager Hua hurried to the side of the bucket and saw that there was still half a bucket left in both buckets. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that there were still people queuing up behind him, he waved his hand and said:

"Okay, let's get back to work!

You all have drunk several bowls!

This mung bean soup was specially sent to us by Manager Lu because he saw how hard we were working.

If you drink it all at once, what will you drink this afternoon?

The men in the queue licked their lips with regret when they heard this.

When Manager Hua saw that everyone had left, he hurriedly scooped a bowl of mung bean soup for himself.

I took a big gulp and it was indeed sweet.

He gulped down three big bowls before stopping, feeling a little unsatisfied.

He sat back under the shade of the tree, picked up the mung bean skin from the gumdrops, and a smile appeared on his face.

It seems that this time the task will not be difficult.

This young steward Lu is a man who is considerate of his subordinates. As long as he does not overstep the boundaries, there shouldn't be any problems in the future.

On the other side, after Lu Qingqing and Qin Lang returned home, they closed the door and went into the space to take a shower.

After coming out, the two came to the empty room where the silkworms were raised.

In the morning, the mulberry leaves that Qin Lang picked from the mountain were now dried.

Seeing that there were not many leaves left in the silkworm winnowing basket, Qin Lang grabbed another handful of mulberry leaves and cut them into thin strips on the chopping board next to him.

Lu Qingqing sprinkled the mulberry leaves evenly onto the winnowing basket.

Soon, the little black dots crawled onto the mulberry leaves and started to eat them.

Listening to the rustling sound of them chewing mulberry leaves, Lu Qingqing felt her heart calm down.

I have been very busy these days. Since Li Rui got into trouble, I rushed to the provincial capital.

When he heard the news of the disaster in Yong'an County, he hurried back to look for people.

After finding the person, he helped Aunt Zhang and Hu Laosan settle down.

It can be said that I hardly had time to rest.

Lu Qingqing leaned against the wall, listened to the rustling sound, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Next to her, Qin Lang looked at the faint dark circles under her eyes and gently carried her to the mat.

Perhaps because the breath was too familiar, Lu Qingqing didn't wake up.