Several horse-drawn carts, pulling buckets of rice for vegetables, dustpans for cooking cakes, and a large cart of wine jars, arrived at the construction site at noon.

The construction site in front of me has changed a lot from the time when Yang Huairen and Mr. Roushi Lishui came to inspect the site some time ago.

On the one hand, the two gentlemen ordered a lot of building materials such as wood and stone in advance, which have been neatly stacked in a specific area.

On the other hand, in just one morning's work, Sun has led everyone to build the simple straw hut where he lives, and other living facilities such as the large kitchen have also begun to take shape.

According to Sun Jiangtou's plan, this is not fast, a thousand skilled craftsmen, it is very easy to build this grass shed, and in the afternoon, he also plans to re-level and widen the road from the construction site to the official road, and from the construction site to Yangjia Zhuangzi.

From the front of Yangjiazhuangzi Mountain to the back of the mountain, there is only a half-wide path, which is enough if it is for people to walk on foot, but if it is a carriage, it can barely accommodate a carriage.

Of course, to build two roads, one afternoon is far from enough, and Sun Jiangtou does not mean to be in place at one time, to build two neat and wide roads.

Instead, simply level it, repair the potholes, and appropriately expand the width of the road, so that in the future, when the progress of the project is rushed, and when the building materials and sand and gravel are transported, the narrow road will not become a bottleneck that affects the progress.

The workers were already sweating profusely after a busy afternoon, hiding in the shade of the newly built shed, wiping the sweat on their faces, and some of them had already taken out the dry food they had brought with them, and began to eat with cold water in the kettle, or brown rice wine in the wine gourd.

Seeing this, Yang Huairen hurriedly stood on a high place on a big rock and asked everyone to stop.

"Workers, my little brother has prepared food and wine for everyone, let's eat today!"

The craftsmen were in good spirits and looked over to this side, and sure enough, someone had driven a carriage with a large rice bucket and a cart of fine wine.

Everyone put down the dry food kettle in their hands and gathered around Yang Huairen, and when they smelled the aroma of vegetables in the rice bucket and the fragrance of the freshly cooked cakes, they were all overjoyed.

They found their own bowls, and the cooks of the Yang Mansion and the farmers who helped them began to serve them with large, long wooden spoons.

Yang Huairen looked at the lovely appearance of these simple people when they saw the food, and felt very relieved in his heart, and also felt an inexplicable pride.

"Don't worry, everyone, there are enough food, cooking cakes and wine!"

Yang Huairen shouted happily, enjoying this moment, his happiness as a cook.

Lao Sun Tou and a few other leaders did not rely on their position as the leader to serve the dishes first, but stood up and scolded their subordinates, telling them not to mess up or crowd each other.

The voice of scolding was a little harsh to Yang Huairen's ears, and the old grandson saw that he was displeased, but came to comfort him.

"Don't mind, Grandpa Jun, we are all rough people, scolding something like this, you may sound uncomfortable, but in fact, we usually talk like this."

Yang Huairen felt a little relieved when he heard this, thinking about it, he couldn't expect the common people to be literate, most of these craftsmen had not read many books, and they were indeed the vulgar people in Lao Suntou's words.

In most cases, when the head of the head speaks to them, they are obedient, and they do not feel disrespected or think about anything else.

On the contrary, sometimes when Svenwen communicates with them, not only will they not listen, but they will also think that your speech is sour and wrinkled, which makes them uncomfortable.

Maybe Lao Sun Tou said this, there is his reason in it, the head must have the majesty of the head, and the workers under him are too easy-going, but they will lose their leadership.

Thinking about this, Yang Huairen was relieved, since this is the case, it is better to let them sing red-faced, he also sings white-faced with pleasure, management, and also pays attention to the combination of civil and military.

Everyone eats meals and cooking cakes casually, but if they want to drink, the old grandson stood up and disagreed.

According to him, in the afternoon everyone had to start work, and these craftsmen would certainly not be able to stop after drinking fine wine, and when they were drunk, they would try to instruct them to work again in the afternoon.

Yang Huairen also accepted this opinion, and he was not allowed to drink it at noon because he was afraid of delaying his work, but he proposed that since it was a starting meal, he always had to drink a little wine, and it was not too late to drink it after finishing work in the afternoon.

Everyone is still very obedient, even if they smell the wine in the wine jar, they are hungry, but they don't dare not listen to the words of the head, the rules of the line, they still know in their hearts, since they eat this bowl of rice, the rules that should be obeyed still have to be observed.

When the meal was almost divided, everyone gathered in groups in the shade and ate deliciously. Yang Huairen then served a meal with Zhao Hao and Zhao Ji, who were standing aside and watching stupidly.

In order not to reveal their identities, Zhao Hao and Zhao Ji both changed into civilian clothes, people rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, they dress like this, and they can't see their noble identity when they are mixed in the crowd.

One is tall and one is short, one old and one young, but it is quite like a pair of stewards in the Yang family's Zhuangzi. Looking at the stew in a large bowl, the two of them were a little stunned.

Yang Huairen also held an ordinary sea bowl in his hand, and there were two cooking cakes stacked on top of half a bowl of stew, and a pair of chopsticks.

He smiled and led the two of them to the shade of a shack, and then sat down casually on a small bench by the small square table, and motioned for them to eat.

When did Zhao Hao and Zhao Ji experience such a thing? With such an identity, they are usually very particular about eating, even if it is not as luxurious as eight large plates and eight small plates, at least the meals are exquisite and gentle.

The sea bowl was filled with coarse-looking pork stewed cabbage, and two large cooking cakes, and the food was put in one big bowl and served like this, and they really wouldn't eat for a while.

"Let's eat, do you two have to think about what posture to pose before you are willing to move chopsticks?"

Yang Huairen smiled and asked them to put the big bowl on the small square table, and handed the chopsticks to them, "You may not know that ordinary people eat like this."

Today, I just want you to experience what kind of meals our people usually eat in the Great Song Dynasty and how they eat.

Don't underestimate this bowl of stew, this kind of food, poor farmers don't eat like this every day. However, during the New Year's holidays, they can't eat such a good meal, but now they have vegetables and meat, which is very good. ”

The two princes were holding chopsticks in their hands, looking at the food in front of them, looking at the embarrassed expressions on their faces, as if they also had some understanding.

Yang Huairen looked at them, smiled and started to move. He deliberately asked these two princes to carry out grassroots education, so that they could understand what the significance of Yang Huairen letting them grow vegetables would be.