Datang male nanny

Chapter 50

Cheng Zheng and Jia Er couldn't wait to squat by the stove to warm their bodies.

Ni Tu asked the blacksmith to make a pot belly stove that is easy to use.

Lift the copper kettle and throw in some charcoal, and the small tent will be warmed up in a while.

Ni Tu took out some charcoal with bronze tongs and threw it into the kang, and lit the firewood in the kang.

Jia Er hurried to pick up some charcoal and added firewood to it.

The sparks gradually grew larger, gradually heating up the kang.

Only then did Ni Tu leave the tent with a plate of sliced ​​beef, a small bottle of high-quality wine, and a basket of charcoal.

Came to Cheng Yaojin's bedroom camp, put the beef on the small table on the kang, and covered it with coarse cloth.

Take the wine bottle and put it in the small wooden barrel.

Ni Tu began to light the charcoal under the kang.

The firewood on the kang was lit, and charcoal was added to the copper stove.

In a short time, the whole camp was warmed up.

After the water boiled for a while, Ni Tu poured it into the wooden barrel to heat the wine bottle.

Cheng Yaojin's guards came in with a plate of dishes.

Seeing that Ni Tu had already lit the stove and the temperature in the tent had risen, he couldn't help but smile a little more at Ni Tu.

"Wen Linlang, let the little ones do the rough work." The guard Mu Guizi said.

But Ni Tu bowed his hand: "What kind of rough work is this? This is an act of filial piety. Although you and I do the same thing, the emotional content is different."

Mu Guizi nodded, and began to bring dishes one by one to the small table on the kang.

"Wen Linlang is indeed an apprentice of a famous teacher. In the past, we were all very cold in the winter haha. Since Wen Linlang came, Lu Guogong and all the soldiers no longer have to suffer from the cold. This is the only one who can burn charcoal for warmth. The soil kang, as well as the copper stove and chimney, really changed the life of the brothers."

"These are everyday utensils on our side, and they are nothing rare."

"The things of the gods are nothing in the eyes of the gods, but it's different here. In the past, we were most afraid of winter, not only because our brothers were afraid of being frozen in this camp, but also because we were worried about the safety of our family. The old man can't survive this cold winter."

When Ni Tu heard that Mu Guizi's voice was wrong, he suddenly raised his head and saw that his eyes were red and tears were rolling.

"A few years ago, the elderly in the family couldn't survive the cold winter, and they were buried in the severe cold. This year, they are not afraid! Lu Guogong asked his own blacksmith to specialize in bronze stoves and chimneys. I exchanged the military salary for two stoves and sent them home. A few days ago One day, a brother came back from the village and said that the old people are happy to take care of the children. The house still looks like an earthen kang. There is a stove during the day and an earthen kang at night, so this winter will be easier.”

"Wen Linlang, you are really our great benefactor. In order to thank you, the elders in our village have specially sealed your number for the stove and the clay kang, the clay stove and the clay kang."

Darling, it is true that soil is needed to shape the inner tank of the stove, and it is indeed necessary to build a kang with soil.

There's nothing wrong with this title!

Ni Tu looked up at him, the immature face of fourteen or fifteen year old Mu Guizi was full of pure happiness.

Unexpectedly, I was afraid of the cold, so I made the kang and the stove, which turned out to be magical weapons that benefited the people of Li.

By mistake, he became a hero.

"I heard that Lu Guogong personally photographed the craftsmen to go to the Taiji Hall, and built a luxurious version of the kang for the Holy One, and carefully built a luxurious version of the stove. I heard that His Majesty was very happy about this, and rewarded Lu Guogong with a special license to manufacture the stove. strip."

franchise?
Ni Tu has a feeling of technology being stolen.

Do I want to ask Lu Guogong for some intellectual copyright fees?

Thinking of Lu Guogong's fist, Ni Tu made a firm decision in his heart - forget it!

"All of them have franchise rights. Why didn't Duke Lu let him build a stove and an earth kang in his Chinese army tent? It's too cold there."

"Lu Guogong said that after marching and fighting for many years, he didn't have those things. He survived, and now he can't be too hypocritical."

Mu Guizi looked around suddenly, and found that the guards outside were not listening to the two of them, so he lowered his voice and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid Lu Guogong is mourning his old friends in this cruel way. He often chanted Well, if that bastard Ni Tu had arrived at the barracks earlier, the old fellows wouldn't have been scorched by the cold winter, and wouldn't have left him one by one so early."

After Mu Guizi finished speaking, he went to work on what he should be busy with.

Ni Tu fell into deep thought.

Old man, Cheng Yaojin is so old, why does he still look like he refuses to admit defeat, and fights hard in the barracks?Are you afraid that once you are free, you will miss those old friends who have passed away?
Ni Tu knew that he was sick.

After veteran cadres retire, it is very common to suffer from dementia syndrome of depression and loss.

Ni Tu was inexplicably sad, but Ni Tu, who had always disliked depression, instantly ignited a new passion.

"Maybe I can create some novel things to keep this good guy busy. For example, old street dancers? Find more beautiful aunts..."

"Boy, why are you in a daze? Could it be that you have some other idea to harm the old man?"

Ni Tu was awakened by Cheng Yaojin's voice, he raised his head quickly, and felt terrified when he saw Cheng Yaojin's harmful face.

"Ah Weng, I was thinking, should I invite you to the hot pot banquet tonight?"

"It's just a banquet for kids to mess around. I'm not in the mood to mingle with you guys. Go and enjoy yourself. Don't make too much noise, so as not to chill the hearts of the soldiers because of this special treatment."

Ni Tu knew that Cheng Yaojin, who has always been like a mountain of military orders, can turn a blind eye and close one eye, and open one side, which is regarded as a great virtue.

Cheng Yaojin also knew that the three brothers were too nervous today, and they should calm down.

The most important thing is that Ni Tu successfully defeated Changsun Run and did not embarrass Lao Cheng. Naturally, Ni Tu should be given some rewards.

"Here! Thank you, Aunt, for fulfilling the task!"

"Go! Don't make trouble until it's too late! Otherwise, the military law will serve you!"

"Here!"

Ni Tu withdrew from the tent.

Seeing that there was also a bottle of white wine on his table, Cheng Yaojin rubbed his hands impatiently.

Lifting the sackcloth and seeing a plate of beef, Cheng Yaojin was overjoyed.

He hurriedly took off his robe, got on the warm clay kang, sat down cross-legged, and took a deep sniff with the wine bottle under his nose.

After taking a sip, he let out a hearty long sigh: "Good wine! This is called wine! I used to drink horse urine!"

After pouring a cup, Cheng Yaojin picked it up, but turned towards Chang'an, sighed, and said, "Old brothers, I respect you for chatting!"

As he spoke, Cheng Yaojin lightly spilled a glass of wine on the ground.

Outside the camp, when Ni Tu heard these words, his nose became sour, and his eyes turned hot.

(End of this chapter)