my ancient fool

Chapter 317 Work
"That's right!" Shen Yuanping laughed out loud.

"I haven't been in the field for many years, I really can't bear this hand!" After laughing, Catcher Li said with a smile looking at his red hands.

"Is the general's hand okay? You have never been in the field." A yamen servant looked at Shen Yuanping who was vigorously wielding the pickaxe and asked.

"My hand will be fine." Shen Yuanping spread out his big hand, it was covered with calluses, unexpectedly there was no good place.

"The general's hands..." The yamen servant was a little stunned. He thought that the general's hands would be as white and clean as the magistrate's, but he didn't expect it to be so.

"Well, such a hand is a merit!" Shen Yuanping smiled heartily.

"My lord, why don't you rest for a while," Zhizhou looked at Mu Chaojin and persuaded him. A son of the imperial city had never been in the field, even he himself had never been in the field.

"It's okay, didn't you see that everyone is busy?" Mu Chaojin said with a smile.

Zhizhou didn't say anything else when he saw this, at first he thought that the magistrate was just putting on a show, but he didn't expect that the magistrate and General Shen were more serious than the other.

"Shui He, let the kitchen steam a few pots of steamed buns, and send them to the uncle and the others later!" Mu Zhige ordered Shui He in the house.

"Just steamed buns? Do you want to prepare a few more appetizers?" Shui He was a little surprised.

"No, just prepare some more tea!" Mu Zhige said with a smile.

"By the way, go to the pharmacy and buy some ointment for activating blood circulation and removing blood stasis, as well as bruises!" Xi Fangfei said with a smile.

"Yes, ma'am," Lianyi was also curious, but she didn't ask.

"Speaking of which, how many people must hate Chaojin!" Xi Fangfei said with a smile.

"It is estimated that [-]% of the officials hate Chaojin!" Mu Zhige said with a smile.

Then all the servants in the kitchen spent an hour and a half steaming a whole basket of steamed buns before noon.

"Ma'am, the steamed buns are ready!" Shui He came over and said.

"Let Feng Quan send them to the fields!" Mu Zhige said with a smile.

"Yes, ma'am!" Shui He quickly responded.

In the field, it was already noon, "My lord, let's go back to have lunch!" Zhizhou said.

"Old man, what do you have for lunch?" Mu Chaojin looked at him and asked.

"The eldest daughter-in-law will bring us some food in a while!" The spectator said with a smile.

"My lord, hurry up and eat!" the old man's son said with a smile.

Unexpectedly, the magistrate with delicate skin and tender flesh could persist for a whole morning.

"Li Butou, take someone to buy some dry food, we will eat in the field at noon." Mu Chaojin looked at Li Butou, then took out a purse from his arms and handed it to Li Butou.

"Yes, my lord!" Catcher Li took the purse and walked out, while those subordinate officials were wailing inwardly.

"Grandpa, our wife asked a servant to bring you steamed buns!" Li Butou had just stepped out of the field when he saw Feng Quan and a man coming over with a basket.

"It's my sister who is thoughtful!" Mu Chaojin said with a smile.

"Old man, big brother, how about eating with us today?" Mu Chaojin said with a smile.

"Don't dare, dare not, my eldest daughter-in-law will come to deliver food in a while!" The old man hurriedly shied away.

"Let's go, old man, just treat it as the tuition fee for me to learn farming with you today." Mu Chaojin smiled and helped the old man go out.

Removed the quilt covering Feng Quan's basket, and inside were all white and fat steamed buns. Looking at the old man, he couldn't help swallowing.

(End of this chapter)