The petite wife of the era, the rough man's husband spoils

Chapter 107

"Well, my inventory can be distributed to you first."

Tan Mianmian knew that the captain was a person. Although he admired her, what surpassed his appreciation was his work, his responsibilities, and his enthusiasm.

So I can't blame him for talking too much or finding something for her to do because of this.

Because this is a matter of course in the captain's mind.

Tan Mianmian took back the production fee of three yuan as a matter of course after handing over the inventory he had on hand to the captain.

To visit deep forests and track wild boars requires the company of strong local laborers.

When Tan Mianmian knew that Ji Yan was going into the mountains, he gave him a box of green plaster. "Wipe it on the exposed area, even poisonous snakes will hate your smell, and it can also cool and refresh yourself."

"Be careful yourself, they are professionals with firecrackers, just pay attention to safety, help if you can, and hide to save your life if you can't help."

Even if she knew Ji Yan's temperament was not the kind to stand by and watch, she couldn't help but confess.

Ji Yan smiled foolishly, and couldn't stop being happy after receiving the green grass ointment. "It's so kind of you."

Tan Mianmian glanced at him and smiled in a good mood.

Not long after the pig-killing team set off, it was dusk. Guan Xin got sick immediately after getting the medicine from Tan Mianmian. After Ultramarine was massaged, a mysterious feeling of soreness and relief on his feet made him tormented enough.

It has to be fumigated first, then soaked, and finally needs to be needled before going to bed, which is exhausting enough.

At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, Guan Xin ran over and said that he was already snoring from sleep.

"Well, at least it will take three days like this, and then he will pay attention to soaking his feet for a week, and then he will be back to normal." Tan Mianmian has no one on duty tonight, so she is still in the new guard at this point.

Uncle Ji behind the curtain has been sleeping all day, and now he is in high spirits, and has been wanting to talk to Tan Mianmian.

But she didn't pay much attention to it. Uncle Ji thought it was boring and wanted to make a fuss, but Tan Mianmian actively gave him an injection every time, making him change from pretend pain to real pain. Pigs know there is a problem.

Uncle Ji stopped.

Five days is not a long time, but the day when Uncle Ji was able to walk on the ground, he couldn't wait to leave the new guard.

The pig-killing team also stayed on the mountain enough, and when they came down, they carried a few wild boars.

Because of Ji Yan's meritorious service, the other party will share the pork with him.

But Lin Weiguang was very biased when dividing. Zhang Wangsheng, who also helped out, divided the normal fat and thin meat, but Ji Yan was given pig's trotters and pig tails that accounted for half of the bones.

In the era when fat is the mainstream, this thing is simply saying, I don't want to see you.

Ji Yan is not a coward either, so he directly stopped Lin Weiguang and asked, "Setting traps up the mountain, checking the wild boar's lair, and carrying them down the mountain, whichever I do the most, you don't even have to fire your gun twice, give me this thing, You're targeting me."

Ji Yan didn't even use interrogative sentences.

Lin Weiguang has never seen such a straight-forward person who doesn't give face. He raised his gun deliberately: "Things are divided immediately. If you don't want it, then you and your team can exchange it! If you don't want it, who doesn't want it? Who do you give it to. "

It's clear that I'm targeting you, what can you do with me.

"Don't play that trick with me. You didn't distribute it fairly today, so I'll just watch you and see where you can send these leftovers!" Ji Yan didn't back down at all. At least if the meat given is solid, it shouldn't be brawny.

The words are harsh and rough, but it works.

(End of this chapter)