Chapter 1128

Especially Huang Zhong; the Huang Zhong from before was just skin and bones. Although he was already 15 years old, he looked no different from an 11 or 12-year-old child.

But after eating full meals and meat for more than 10 days, Huang Zhong now looked like a different person; not only was his complexion much more ruddy, but the clothes on his body didn't look so baggy anymore.

Seeing that the two spoke sincerely, Wang An thought for a moment and smiled:

"Then come back next spring when the ground thaws. There will be plenty of work at our house then, hehehe."

As he spoke, Wang An handed the money in his hand to Huang Baoguo and Er Gangzi respectively, and said again:

"Alright, just take this little bit of money, don't argue with me. If I give it to you, just take it."

Seeing that the two were still embarrassed to take the money, Wang An directly stuffed the money into their pockets.

"By the way, before you two leave in a while, take 10 jin of the wheat and 10 jin of the rice each. Taste what this newly harvested rice and flour taste like, hahahaha."

It must be said that this year, the harvest of Wang An’s family’s rice and wheat was quite good; it could be considered a real bumper year.

As for the rice, because they used the improved seeds from the immortal-like Mr. Yuan, the average yield per mu was over 700 jin. This was still because Wang An’s family didn't use chemical fertilizers this year; if they had used fertilizer, the yield per mu should have easily exceeded 1000 jin.

And as for the wheat, the average yield per mu reached over 350 jin.

If it hadn't been for the fact that Wang An’s family’s wheat field was ravaged by wild boars for several mu back in the spring, the yield per mu of that wheat field might have reached 400 jin, or even exceeded 400 jin.

Of course, the main reason for being able to harvest so much grain was that there were no insect plagues or flood disasters this year; otherwise, it would have been absolutely impossible to produce so much grain.

Hearing Wang An’s words, Huang Baoguo and Er Gangzi immediately wanted to refuse, but before they could speak, Wang An continued:

"Don't wait for a while, I’ll go scoop it out for you now."

As he spoke, Wang An walked toward the warehouse.

Only then did Huang Baoguo say:

"No need, Young Master Xiao An, this grain is so precious, we just..."

Before Huang Baoguo could finish, Wang An interrupted:

"Alright, alright, don't be polite with me. I’m not giving you much, just enough to taste. Besides, you’ve been working for such a long time, you have to eat some of the grain you harvested yourself."

It must be said that these two were indeed good at working; in local terms, they were "impeccable."

That’s why Wang An gave them bonuses and grain; this could be considered a form of recognition for their work.

Without further ado, Wang An found two flour bags, turned his head, and said to Huang Baoguo and the other:

"Come, you two hold the bags open for me."

Seeing this, Huang Baoguo said with an embarrassed face:

"Young Master Xiao An, you’re giving us money and grain, it makes us feel..."

Er Gangzi also tried to stop him, saying:

"Yeah, how about we forget about the grain."

Wang An glared, a bit impatiently:

"Be quick, don't dawdle with me."

The two looked at each other and finally opened the mouths of the bags.

Wang An picked up a scoop, plunged it into the rice bin, and feeling it was about five or six jin, he put two scoops into each of their bags.

Just as Wang An was planning to find two more bags, he heard Huang Baoguo say:

"No need to find more bags, Young Master Xiao An, just tie a knot in the middle of these bags with a rope."

As he spoke, Huang Baoguo pulled a rope off the wall and tied it around the middle of the flour bag, and Er Gangzi did the same.

It must be said that this method was actually quite good, because this way, you could put two types of grain in one bag.

After the two tied the bags, Wang An put two scoops of wheat grains into each of their bags, and only then did he let them tie the mouths of the bags.

Amidst their thousand thanks, Wang An sent them to the outside of the courtyard; as for Huang Zhong, he was kept behind by Wang An.

Keeping Huang Zhong was something Wang An had considered before, and of course, it was also the result of Huang Baoguo’s request to Wang An.

Huang Baoguo’s intention was to leave Huang Zhong at Wang An’s house to work, without needing a salary, just providing food; he would be considered a long-term laborer.

After all, the saying "a growing boy eats his father out of house and home" isn't just talk. At Huang Zhong’s current age, he is in the middle of a growth spurt, so he eats quite a lot, and Huang Baoguo was actually finding it a bit hard to support him.

It would be fine to just feed him, but Huang Baoguo was afraid that long-term malnutrition would prevent Huang Zhong from growing up, and he would always remain this small.

If that happened, it would not only delay the issue of the old Huang family’s lineage, but it would also be a big problem for Huang Zhong’s future survival.

According to Huang Baoguo, the reason Huang Zhong grew up to be this small, much smaller than his peers, was because of a congenital deficiency; he was a premature baby.

So Wang An hesitated for a moment and then kept Huang Zhong.

Although keeping Huang Zhong now didn't have much use, he could run errands for Wang An’s family or do some odd jobs in his daily life.

The main thing was that Wang An felt this child, Huang Zhong, was truly not bad, because whether it was the time he went to save his sister or the time he spent working, Huang Zhong’s performance was quite good.

So, this could be considered Wang An helping Huang Baoguo and giving Huang Zhong a hand. Besides, who knows, maybe he would be able to use Huang Zhong in the future; these things are hard to say.

Two days later, in the morning, Wang An had just finished practicing martial arts with Huang Zhong when snow began to drift down from the sky.

Starting the day before yesterday, Huang Zhong had been following Wang An to practice martial arts. The main reason was that Wang An felt that with Huang Zhong’s small physique, if his nutrition kept up and he practiced martial arts, maybe he could grow a bit faster.

Otherwise, a 15-year-old with a height of less than 1.4 meters—would you dare believe that?

So, under Wang An’s order, Huang Zhong started practicing martial arts with Wang An every morning.

Looking at the snow, Wang An couldn't help but feel happy, because after the snow fell, he could go into the mountains to hunt.

To be honest, after being reborn, the thing Wang An most liked to do was ride a horse, lead his dogs, and roar through the mountains and forests.

Watching one prey after another being caught by the dogs, or dying under his own gun—that feeling was truly intoxicating.

However, this snow looked a bit light; it was still a bit early to go into the mountains to hunt.

At breakfast, Wang Dazhu suddenly said to Wang An:

"Xiao An, if you have nothing to do in a while, why don't you help me add fuel to the ground fire dragon?"

After reaching October, the temperature in Heilongjiang had completely dropped, and the nighttime temperature had even reached below 0 degrees; it would soon cool down completely.

By then, if they couldn't light the ground fire dragon in time, it would be quite cold staying in the room at night.

Wang An nodded upon hearing this:

"Then let’s add it. I have nothing to do, absolutely nothing."

Wang Dazhu said:

"Yeah, then let’s start after we finish eating."

(End of chapter)