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Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan followed.

The group of people were taken directly outside the city. The black-faced young man pinched his waist and looked at them, admonishing: "Although it is a work-for-relief program, the money from the yamen is not so easy to get. Everyone must complete the prescribed tasks and must not If you are lazy, the wooden stick will be confiscated and you will be kicked out! Now, everyone comes to get the tools!"

Everyone lined up and came forward. The black-faced young man held a few pieces of paper in his hand, which were the pieces of paper on which their information was recorded. He called names and scanned the information on them. Then he compared the faces with the names and started assigning tasks. "Take a hoe and dig in the ground."

"You use a wooden frame to transport mud."

When Zhao Hanzhang came forward, the dark-faced young man glanced at her, looked at the record on it again, felt disgusted, and said with a dark face: "You go and pretend,"

He was a little irritated, "Are you really strong? If you can't, just pick up rocks."

Zhao Hanzhang immediately said: "I can pretend to be muddy."

The dark-faced young man snorted and called the next Fu Tinghan forward.

When he saw the paper saying that Fu Tinghan could read, he looked better. After calling the people up, he looked him up and down and said: "You are pretending to be muddy. This team is under your management. You will record how long it was dug." For the foundation, how many baskets of mud are packed in, and how many baskets are transported out must be kept in mind. If the task cannot be completed, everyone's wages will be halved!"

When everyone heard this, their hearts tightened immediately, and they immediately disliked the women in the team, and they all said: "Master, there are too many women in our team, seven of them. They are weak, aren't they holding us back?"

"Whatever you shout, shout whatever you want. They are weak, their wages are low, and their share of the work is also small. Don't put the blame on them. If they can't get it done, no one can escape."

Several men couldn't help but murmur, even if they were dissatisfied they didn't dare to speak out openly.

The girls, including Zhao Hanzhang, gritted their teeth secretly, thinking that they would be allowed to see their power in a while.

Everyone got their own tools and went to the field. At this time, the snow in the field was trampled black and turned into water. When the shoes were stepped on, the cold air continued to penetrate from the soles of the feet to the body.

Zhao Hanzhang felt the cold, but when she glanced around, she saw many people wearing only straw sandals or simply stepping on the snow with bare feet.

She stared blankly, and Fu Tinghan was also stunned. He glanced at their red feet and felt sad, "Will this... cause frostbite?"

A middle-aged man next to them was about to hoe the ground with a hoe. When he heard this, he glanced over, curled his lips, and said nonchalantly: "The soles of the feet are thicker than horse hoofs. What's the matter? Okay, you guys can do it yourself." We don’t have enough to eat, and we still have to worry about others. Let’s work quickly, and don’t hinder us from getting paid.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Hanzhang hurriedly pulled Fu Tinghan back and asked them to dig the ground.

It was cold and the ground was not easy to dig at all, but they dug anyway. After a few more hoes, their bodies became warm, and when the cold wind blew again, they did not feel so uncomfortable.

The excavated soil was thrown aside. Zhao Hanzhang and the others were responsible for loading the mud. However, it would take some time to dig it out, so the few of them were idle. Thinking that they were a collective after all, and whether they could complete the task or not was up to the collective, they might as well find work by themselves. .

Hold the shovel in your hand and help dig the ground together.

Fu Tinghan only went down a little bit several times, and the mud he dug out was not as big as a fist. He was dumbfounded for a moment.

He thought for a moment, then finally changed the angle and stabbed it diagonally. This time it went in quite deep, but he couldn't dig it out.

When an old refugee saw it, he couldn't help but screamed, and hurriedly stepped forward to push him away and take over, "You can't dig like this, the shovel will break. Do you know how difficult it is to grab tools?"

He pulled out the shovel and showed Fu Tinghan how to shovel a few times. "This way, this way, it saves effort and speeds up."

Zhao Hanzhang studied on the sidelines, and after a few attempts, he learned it by following the instructions.

Fu Tinghan took note of the angle and speed at which he lowered the shovel, and thought he had learned it, so he nodded.

but……

There is always some gap between reality and ideals.

Fu Tinghan continued silently. The old refugee shoveled for a while and turned around to see it. He couldn't help but said: "Young man, you have grown so big in vain. You can't even compare with the little girl next to you."

Zhao Hanzhang, who had been working hard, looked back and couldn't help laughing. Seeing that his face was red and the tips of his ears were about to burn, she smiled and said: "Your method is right, but you are not strong enough." , this needs to be done step by step, don’t rush, otherwise you won’t be able to lift your hands at night.”

Because Zhao Hanzhang had to practice archery, he had been practicing his arm strength for more than a year, not to mention that he had also been practicing martial arts, so he was very strong.

She can now draw a bow weighing one and a half stones, but she does not know how to use such a heavy bow. Unless she wants to stand and shoot from a long distance, otherwise she usually only uses a seven-dou bow in mounted archery, which requires a lot of strength.

Fu Tinghan is also practicing archery, and his accuracy is good, but his strength is only a little stronger than the average person. This average person refers to an ordinary soldier, and he is much inferior to Zhao Hanzhang.

So he always used a short bow, and he also made himself a short crossbow, which only requires aiming and no strength. It can be fired by raising it to aim. It is a powerful weapon for short-range shooting;

At the same time, a long crossbow was made for Zhao Hanzhang, but that one was used in the army and could not be used in his personal weapons.

Historically, he had always thought that his arm strength was good. Although it was not as good as the powerful people, it was no worse than ordinary people. But now he couldn't compare to others when digging soil.

Fu Tinghan was a little depressed.

Zhao Hanzhang inserted the shovel into the soil, stepped on it and started digging. At a glance, she saw Fu Tinghan doing the same thing as her, but the soil dug up was less, and she couldn't help but laugh.

Fu Tinghan heard her smile and finally couldn't help but look back and glare at her.

Zhao Hanzhang immediately shut his mouth tightly, but he could not hide the smile in his eyes. "This is actually a good thing. No one is perfect. There are always things that people are not good at. The way of heaven is balanced."

The old man on the side listened to her talk and couldn't help but interjected: "Little lady, you don't need to comfort your husband too much. He is literate and his daily wages are far more than mine. Chao you, you should still worry about yourself, be careful that he doesn’t want you after making money.”

Zhao Hanzhang opened his mouth wide.

Fu Tinghan was unhappy, "Why do you think so about me? How could I not want her?"

The old man glanced at him and said: "What's impossible? In peacetime there were many heartless people, but in today's troubled times, there are even more heartless people. You are handsome, elegant, and can read. How can you follow your wife?" Are you having a hard time?"

Fu Tinghan: "...then can't I make more money so that she can live a good life together?"

The old man snorted, turned to Zhao Hanzhang and said: "Men are like this. They usually talk sweetly and it doesn't cost anything anyway. Don't believe it easily. Let him live a hard life with you for a few days. Then you will know that he is a good guy or a bad guy." ”