The Daily Life of the Husband and Wife Selling Dog Food Through Time Traveling

"You guys are newly hired short-term workers?"

Jiang Ning smiled gently and replied, "Yes."

The round-faced boy heard this, and asked again: "What's your name? Tell me."

"My name is Jiang Ning, and this is my elder brother, Han Zhiyuan." Jiang Ning still smiled: "I don't know how to call my brother?"

"Hmm... It seems to be pleasing to your eyes. You can call me Shen Zhen." The round-faced boy waved at them, turned around and walked to a room in the backyard, and said, "Follow me first."

As he spoke, he brought the two of them into the room. The room was full of big bunks. Fortunately, it was spacious enough and the light was fairly bright. Shen Zhen pointed to the last two corners of the wall and said, "You guys can sleep here at night. .”

He thought for a while, and then said: "Since you were hired by Director Li, I would like to remind you a little bit, if you have any valuable luggage, you'd better put it in your arms as soon as possible, the servants in the caravan People, except for me, Shen Zhen, everyone else has an extra hand, which is not very clean, if you lose something important, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Hearing this, Jiang Ning's keen nerves moved involuntarily, and thanked the young man with a gentle smile: "Thank you, little brother Shen."

Shen Zhen seemed to be satisfied with their attitude, waved his hand, and said in a nonchalant tone: "You don't need to thank me, it's your job, you should work harder in the future, don't be lazy and slippery like those pustules, but you will help us very busy."

After he finished speaking, he asked Jiang Ning and Han Zhiyuan to pack their luggage and go to the yard, and left after giving instructions.

Han Zhiyuan found the bedding for the two of them to sleep on. It was a bit crude, but he could barely handle it. He took off his bamboo hat, lay down, and sighed: "Finally, I can sleep on the quilt."

But no, since the two of them came here, they have never slept on a decent quilt. When they were in Xiaoqiaozhuang, they slept on a kang with no bedding. Not to mention, in the wilderness, it would be nice to find a slightly dry place to sleep.

Jiang Ning also lay down, staring at the dark roof beams covered with cobwebs, and sighed: "I don't know what will happen next."

After hearing this, Han Zhiyuan smiled deeply: "The boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, let's take a step and see."

Jiang Ning heard this, and thought about it for the same reason, he got up with a smile, patted his clothes: "Let's go."

"Wait," Han Zhiyuan picked up the two bamboo hats on the ground, frowning: "Do you still want to wear this one?"

At the beginning, they wore bamboo hats to prevent their short hair from being seen as abnormal by others, but now that they have entered the caravan, it would be inconvenient to always wear it, and it would appear even more weird and eye-catching.

Jiang Ning looked at it and said, "I won't wear it anymore. If someone asks them, just find a reason to prevaricate."

Sure enough, when the two went out, Shen Zhen, who was leaning on the millstone in the yard with his legs crossed and eating snacks, saw them and said in surprise: "I also thought that you are actually wearing bamboo hats in this weather. Seeing you like this, is it possible?" Have you ever been a monk before?"

As soon as the words came out, Han Zhiyuan's face turned dark immediately: "..."

Jiang Ning said with a smile: "Brother Shen was joking, the two of us have never entered Buddhism, this hair is just an accident."

Shen Zhen didn't know if it was a young man's heart, he didn't know how to read people's faces, or he was too lazy to read. He curiously asked them what happened. That's why Shen Zhen suddenly realized, and immediately made up his mind, consciously understood the truth, and didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he felt a lot of sympathy for the two of them, and in the future, he would also take care of the two of them on the road of business. It's something later.

In the evening, Shen Zhen led the two of them to receive the meal with a wooden sign, and after using it by the millstone in the backyard, they suddenly heard a commotion in the front, as if a large group of people had entered the inn, Shen Zhen rolled his eyes and tidied up neatly After picking up the bowls and chopsticks, he warned the two of them at the same time: "Don't talk to them too much later, so as not to embarrass yourself."

Just as he was finishing speaking, the door curtain was lifted, and a tall and thin man walked in. When he saw Shen Zhen, he raised his eyebrows and scolded in a rough voice: "Okay, Shen Zhen, how many photos have you grown?" You have reported us to Mr. Li again?"

Shen Zhen is also a powerful person, so naturally he won't be scolded in vain, he rolled his eyelids: "Tell me, what did I sue you for?"

The tall and thin man was about to reply, but Shen Zhen didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and immediately sneered: "Don't be too arrogant, don't forget, it's the third young master who is leading the caravan this time, isn't it?" Your young master!"

The man choked and was about to get angry, when Shen Zhen squeezed in front of him with a bowl, pushing him back: "Get out of the way! I still have to serve the third young master for dinner, I'm too lazy to talk to you!"

Shen Zhen lifted the curtain and went into the lobby. The tall and thin man was dumbfounded, and then caught sight of Jiang Ning and his pair of triangular eyes with a fierce look: "You guys, what are you doing!"

Jiang Ning smiled at him unhurriedly: "Director Li hired us to work in the caravan."

The man just lost face with Shen Zhen, this time he wanted to blame them, he lost his temper, but he didn't expect that these two people were hired by Director Li again, holding his breath in his throat, unable to get up or down , simply snorted coldly, threw the curtain and left again.

The backyard became quiet again, Han Zhiyuan suddenly smiled and said to Jiang Ning: "This caravan is really interesting."

Jiang Ning poked the bowl with chopsticks, and smiled meaningfully: "A small caravan has three groups of people, tsk tsk, what a big show."

After the two of them had dinner, Director Li called everyone to the backyard. In front of everyone, he pulled out those lazy and slippery people in the afternoon one by one, scolded them bloody, deducted the monthly money, and warned After talking about them, they were told to go to rest. The rest of the caravan stewards stood aside without saying a word, and the third young master Shen Zhen was talking about never showed his face. rest assured.

That night, Jiang Ning and Han Zhiyuan slept together in the Datong shop. There were at least twenty or thirty people in the room, and a dozen of them were sitting in the corner playing dice and gambling, shouting loudly and recklessly.

It was about ten o'clock at this time, Jiang Ning was very sleepy, but he couldn't fall asleep because of the noise, tossing and turning, Han Zhiyuan was lying next to him next to the wall, seeing him like this, asked in a low voice: "Can't sleep?"

Jiang Ning let out a "huh" and pinched the bridge of his nose. He was so sleepy that his head hurt, and his mind felt like a blender was plugged in, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Han Zhiyuan looked up at the place where the candles were lit. The group of dice players didn't intend to end yet. He lifted his quilt slightly and said in a low voice, "Come here."

Jiang Ning: "What's the matter?" Although he was puzzled, he still crawled over and got into Han Zhiyuan's quilt, feeling the warm temperature blowing over his face.

Han Zhiyuan turned sideways, squeezed Jiang Ning into a corner, and then covered his head with a quilt. Jiang Ning lost sight of everything at once. He was about to speak when suddenly he stretched out his hands and groped to cover him in the dark. His ears, the next moment, those noisy noises were cut off, leaving only a vague sound.

At the same time, Han Zhiyuan's low and magnetic voice came from above his head: "Are you still noisy?"

Jiang Ning: "...Well, it's okay."

"Go to sleep."

With the hands covering his ears, Jiang Ning lay quietly, only feeling that the palms of those hands were surprisingly hot, scorching hot, the warmth seemed to creep from the pinnae to the heart, and the tip of his nose leaned against Han Zhiyuan's On the arm, I sniffed it calmly, as if I smelled a special smell, which was as warm as those hands.

The night passed like this. During this period, Jiang Ning woke up once, and vaguely heard someone reprimanding something in the room. When he moved, the hands on his ears were slightly pressed, and a familiar voice came in a low voice: "It's okay." , you sleep."

For some reason, as long as he heard this voice, Jiang Ning felt very at ease, and then fell into a deep sleep again, speechless all night.

The next day, when Jiang Ning woke up, someone had already woken up in the room. While packing their luggage and bedding, they chatted carelessly in various incomprehensible dialects, as if no one was there.

Jiang Ning yawned lazily under the quilt, and suddenly found himself under the quilt, sleeping with his head covered all night, but he didn't feel suffocated. He lowered his head strangely, and found a wide gap beside him , it was Han Zhiyuan's arm that was placed there, making the quilt slightly inflated, so as to ensure sufficient air flow in.

Those bony hands were still covering his ears, the palms were warm and dry, Jiang Ning blushed and moved slightly, those hands were suddenly pressed together reflexively, then the quilt was lifted slightly, Han Zhiyuan looked in :"woke up?"

Jiang Ning forcibly climbed out calmly, and said with a calm expression: "Well, early."

Han Zhiyuan also sat up, propping up with one hand, watching Jiang Ning crawl over to pack his bedding, with a thoughtful expression.

Jiang Ning endured it for a while, but couldn't pretend anymore, turned around and said, "You can't afford it?"

Han Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and remained silent. Jiang Ning touched his nose and finally said with a bit of embarrassment, "That... last night... thank you."

After hearing this, Han Zhiyuan's expression changed into a smile in the next second, and his tone was meaningful: "You're welcome, you should."

A little blush climbed up to Jiang Ning's ears, and he was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a sneer from the front left: "Oh, it turned out to be a pair of rabbits!"