You are unlucky and I am tough

Cheng Shuang stayed here all the time, so the people working naturally thought she was here to supervise them, and no one dared to slack off.

After the basic framework of the bamboo house was completed, Cheng Daming came to find Cheng Shuang and said, "Qing Lang is not here, so I'll ask you. Please tell me which bed to fix in each room. If I fix it wrong, it will be troublesome to correct it."

"Are you repairing the earthen kang?" Cheng Shuang asked.

Cheng Daming nodded. "Don't all houses built in the village have earthen kangs?"

Cheng Shuang pondered for a moment and said, "Uncle, I don't want to build a brick bed. Just make me some beds out of bamboo."

"But I don't know how." Cheng Daming scratched his head.

"I know how to do it. Call those two masters over and I'll explain it to you."

Cheng Daming immediately called the other two masters over. Cheng Shuang took a branch, squatted on the ground and began to draw and explain.

Her explanation was easy to understand, and the three of them nodded repeatedly.

“The places that need to be bent are burned with fire. After the overall frame is made, it is time to prepare the bamboo strips.

After the bamboo strips are cut and polished, they are used to make the bed surface. They can be woven together in a crisscross pattern, or they can be spliced ​​together one by one to fix them in place.

After Cheng Shuang finished speaking, Cheng Daming said, "That doesn't sound too difficult. Let's make one and try it out."

"Then I'll trouble you uncles to make me a bigger bed, about six feet wide. Please make six beds for the five rooms. The bed-making fee is separate, 500 wen per bed."

"Why do we need six beds for five rooms?" Cheng Daming asked curiously.

Cheng Shuang smiled. Of course, she and Wei Qinglang were going to sleep separately, but she couldn't say this directly, otherwise who knows what the villagers would say if it got out.

"Put one in the room and put it on the coffee table, where you can drink tea and write."

"Oh..." Cheng Daming nodded without any doubt, "Okay, since you're paying me so much, I promise to do a great job for you."

Cheng Shuang stayed at the scene until noon. All the bamboo from the mountain had been carried down. Cheng Shuang asked the more than 30 people who were responsible for transporting and cutting bamboo to go home for lunch first, and then come to her house in the afternoon to settle their wages.

When the villagers heard that they could get paid in the afternoon, they all went home happily.

The remaining dozen or so people responsible for building the house will have to wait until the house is completed before settling the bill.

Cheng Shuang asked Wei Nanxing to go home for dinner first. When they returned home, Cheng Pan was already making lunch, and the aroma of meat wafted from the kitchen.

Wei Xinyi ran over to ask her brother when he would get up. She didn't dare to speak loudly because he was sleeping.

Cheng Shuang touched her head and said, "I'll go wake him up for dinner."

When I entered the room, the bed was empty.

Cheng Shuang knew where the people had gone. The sounds outside could be heard from inside the space, so she shouted a few words in a low voice.

"Wei Qinglang, Wei Qinglang..."

The person suddenly appeared, sitting by the bed, brushing his teeth with a toothbrush in his hand. He looked in good spirits, probably recovered.

Cheng Shuang was startled by this flash, "You went in straight away to wash up, aren't you afraid that your brothers and sisters will find out?"

Wei Qinglang brushed his teeth and mumbled, "They know the rules well. They know I'm married now, so they won't enter our room."

Cheng Shuang thought about it and it made sense. It seemed like her younger siblings never entered their room, especially the two older ones, Wei Nanxing and Cheng Pan, who were always very attentive.

She waved her hand and said, "Go in and wash up first. We'll have dinner soon."

At noon, Cheng Pan made wild vegetable and mushroom soup and fried wild boar meat, and each person had a bowl of white rice.

Cheng Shuang was already tired of eating wild vegetables and mushrooms. She observed that no one else was interested in these dishes.

The vegetables in the vegetable garden have not grown yet, but we can't keep eating wild vegetables. Cheng Shuang thought about it and gave Cheng Pan two hundred coins at the dinner table, asking her to buy some other vegetables from the villagers every day.

After dinner, Cheng Shuang called Wei Qinglang back to the room, took the registration list and told him that his wages would be paid in the afternoon.

Wei Qinglang flipped through the list and said, "But we don't have that many copper coins at home. It's too late to go to town to exchange them now."

Cheng Shuang smiled mysteriously, went out to get a wooden basin and put it on the table, then spread out his hands and pointed at the basin like a magic trick, and instantly more than a thousand copper coins appeared in it.

"When did you change it?" Wei Qinglang asked.

"I withdrew this from my store account. I noticed that the money I deposited and then withdrew was all copper coins. I have 1,500 coins here, which is enough to pay the workers."

"That's why I say your mall is better." Wei Qinglang reached out and moved the copper coins in the basin, with envy in his eyes.

"I envy you for having your own space that you can come and go at any time."

Cheng Shuang said, then remembered something important and said, "Oh, by the way, let me go in and look up the spices needed to make the marinade package online. I'll go to the county town tomorrow and bring them back to marinate the wild boar meat and pig offal."

"You can also make braised meat."

Wei Qinglang was quite surprised. He could see that Cheng Shuang must have had a good family background in her previous life, so she seemed a little unfamiliar with housework.

"My grandma used to make it often. You'll learn it if you watch it often."

As she spoke, Cheng Shuang lowered her head and sighed. She missed her grandparents, her parents and her two brothers. She left in such a brave way. Her family must be so sad.

Unfortunately, although the computer in Wei Qinglang's space can be used, he cannot contact people in another time and space, and he doesn't know if he will have the chance to see his family again in this life.

Wei Qinglang saw her expression and knew she was missing her family. He immediately took her into the space and diverted her attention. "Speaking of using the computer to look up information, I last saw a book about this dynasty in a bookstore in the county. I thought it was average, but it sold very well. I was thinking..."

Wei Qinglang told Cheng Shuang about his idea of ​​writing storybooks to make money, and Cheng Shuang's attention was indeed diverted.

After hearing that, she was eager to try it herself and joined the discussion, saying, "I can also help with the adaptation and polishing. I even wrote a novel in my homework book when I was in middle school."

Wei Qinglang nodded and said, "Once the house is built and we move in, we'll start."

Not long after, villagers who had finished lunch came outside to collect their wages. Cheng Pan knocked on the door and called them, and then the two came out of the space.

Wei Qinglang moved a table to the door, poured the copper coins into a cloth bag, took it out and placed it on the table, and distributed wages to the villagers who had already lined up.

The faces of the villagers in the queue were filled with joy of making money, and they were chatting and laughing with the people in front and behind them.

Cheng Shuang was responsible for checking the list, and Wei Qinglang was responsible for distributing the money. Some people worked for a day, while others took a day and a half. After paying a person, the corresponding name would be crossed out.

Cheng Zhengyi deliberately stood at the end of the line. After taking the money, he leaned over and whispered, "Qinglang, my father said he wants to go to the county town with you tomorrow. I'll take that medicinal herb to the clinic to sell on the way. Please help me take care of my father tomorrow."

Wei Qinglang nodded in agreement, "Of course."

"Then I'll go back. Hu Chunhua and Li just showed up, harassing my dad and asking them to pay me back."

After Cheng Zhengyi left, Cheng Shuang asked curiously, "What medicinal herbs?"

"Uncle Cheng found a Gastrodia elata in the mountains last night."

Cheng Shuang's eyes lit up. "It seems that my guess was right. There are quite a lot of Gastrodia elata in that mountain."

As the two of them huddled together and whispered, the last person stood in front of them.

They both looked over and saw that it was Luo Cuihua.

Luo Cuihua's face was not looking good, and her eyes fell on Wei Qinglang, "My father was too tired and rested after dinner, so he asked me to come and collect my wages."

Cheng Shuang looked at the list, "What names?"

Luo Cuihua didn't even look at Cheng Shuang, "Luo Erniu."

Cheng Shuang crossed out the last name on the list. "A day and a half is forty-five cents."

Wei Qinglang began to count the money. Luo Cuihua looked at his handsome face and felt more and more unwilling.

When her father came home, he kept saying that the Wei family had become rich, that the new house was big and spacious, and that they must have made a lot of money selling ginseng.

Moreover, Wei Qinglang is becoming more and more capable now. He can even lead people in and out of the old forest. His life will definitely get better and better in the future. He regrets not insisting on getting married right away.

But her mother also said that if Wei Qinglang is not available, there is still Wei Nanxing. They should go to talk to Wei Changgui and settle the marriage first. They can get married when Wei Nanxing turns fifteen next year.

Wei Nanxing is also quite good-looking, so she thinks it's okay. She is only one year older than Wei Nanxing, so the age is suitable.

Anyway, as long as he marries into the Wei family, she and Cheng Shuang can slowly fight each other. A man marries a wife to live with her. She is good at farming and other housework, much better than Cheng Shuang, who is so skinny that she can't even carry a bundle of firewood.

Cheng Shuang and Wei Qinglang had no idea that Luo Cuihua had so many twists and turns in her mind. When they saw her taking the money but not leaving, they stretched their necks to look into the yard.

Cheng Shuang frowned and asked, "Do you have anything else to do?"

Luo Cuihua rolled her eyes at her and then turned and left.

"She's sick, why is she blaming me?"

Cheng Shuang was so angry that she turned around and gave Wei Qinglang a cold look, "Mind your bad peach blossoms."