Phi-Fic Chapter 367 Different Expressions
Chapter 367 Different Expressions
His physique is incomparable to that of the other children in the family, who are skilled in both academics and martial arts.
Look at the young master's greedy appearance, oh my, it's really hard to describe.
Lin Ziyao stood properly, cupped his hands in greeting, accepted a gold ingot, a large silver ingot, and a small silver ingot, and thanked them.
Then he stood to the side, beaming with joy as he looked at the gold ingot in his hand.
Sun Qingzhuang and Shen Qihui came closer, their eyes shining as they looked at the gold and silver ingots in Lin Ziyao and Gu Jingye's hands.
Gu Jingye's eyes sparkled as he looked at the remaining silver ingots in his hand: "Brother Xiaozhuang, you're next."
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Yu Ying's voice came out: "Sun Qingzhuang!"
"Here!" Sun Qingzhuang darted out like a monkey, and anyone could see how impatient he was.
His appearance caused everyone to burst into laughter again.
Their laughter also attracted a few people who had just finished eating at Gu Chenglin's house and were walking over.
Because many people came to our house to harvest wheat today, everyone took turns coming over for a meal.
Lin Min nudged Yang Jing's arm, gestured towards Yang Zhu with her lip, and whispered, "Look at Yang Zhu's smug look. Her son must have earned her a fortune this time."
Yang Jing covered her mouth and chuckled, then deliberately said loudly, "Sister, that rascal Xiao Zhuang got a gold ingot, don't forget to treat us."
Lin Min nodded: "Yes, let's go to Ping An Restaurant!"
Yang Zhu's face flushed red from their words, and she muttered, "Min-jie, your Yao-ge'er took three big silver ingots, shouldn't you treat us?"
Lin Min looked surprised: "Oh, my Yao-ge'er can compare to your little bull?"
Don't worry, I won't argue with you. We're definitely going to Ping An Restaurant this time.
Yang Zhu put her hands on her hips, unconvinced: "Hmph, we'll have to see if my brat is really better than your Yao-ge'er."
Although she said that, she had great confidence in her son.
At this moment, Yu Ying started shouting, and everyone's attention was drawn to her again.
"Two firsts, one second. Two gold ingots, one silver ingot. Welcome Sun Qingzhuang to come and receive your awards."
Sun Qingzhuang stood on the ground, his hands trembling slightly at his sides, his eyes fixed on the notebook in Yu Ying's hand at the edge of the ground.
His breathing was rapid and heavy, his chest heaving violently, each exhale seeming to release long-accumulated pressure.
When he heard "two firsts, one second. Two gold ingots, one silver ingot," his heart suddenly raced, as if it were about to burst out of his chest.
His lips parted slightly as he murmured to himself, as if confirming whether this was the result he had hoped for.
His feet kept shifting back and forth, wanting to take a step forward but hesitating.
His eyes were filled with tension and anticipation, both afraid of being disappointed and eager to go forward and take the gold ingot.
His fingers unconsciously gripped the hem of his clothes, wrinkling it and turning his knuckles white from the force.
When he finally heard the words, "Welcome Sun Qingzhuang to come and receive the award," he was taken aback.
A surprised smile immediately spread across his face, and he walked quickly toward the edge of the field, his steps still a little unsteady, a mixture of nervousness and excitement.
When he received the three gold ingots from Xia Lan, he jumped three feet high and excitedly shouted to his friends gathered in the field, "Yay!"
He received two gold ingots, which he was determined to keep; they were his first reward.
Gold ingots!
He didn't even have a grandfather, and thinking about it, he looked around warily, as if afraid his grandfather would come looking for him and take him away.
Yu Ying laughed until her stomach hurt from his sudden change of attitude, then looked at the nervous children in the field: "Next, it's..."
The moment she paused deliberately, the children's emotions reached their peak, and their expressions became more and more vivid.
Some of them stared wide-eyed at Yu Ying, their eyes wide and unblinking.
Their eyes were full of longing, and they didn't even want to blink, afraid of missing the moment their names were announced.
Some of them pursed their lips tightly, their lips turning white from the effort, their hands unconsciously gripping the hem of their clothes, their knuckles white, trembling slightly, full of tension.
Some crossed their arms in front of their chests, muttering to themselves, their eyes tightly closed, and beads of sweat forming on their foreheads from nervousness, as if they were praying fervently to a deity.
Some paced back and forth incessantly, their steps hurried, their hands sometimes clenching into fists and sometimes loosening, their brows furrowed into a deep frown, their faces full of anxiety.
Others couldn't contain their excitement, their feet bobbing lightly, their hands waving in the air, their cheeks flushed, and they kept whispering, "I hope it's me."
Seeing that it was about time, Yu Ying shouted, "The one coming up to receive the award is Sun Laibao."
……
The distribution of rewards here is a joyous occasion.
Ruyi kept staring outside from inside the space: "Yuying is quite the player."
“This isn’t good. It’s a bit more frustrating than when we first arrived,” Dongfang Jin said, arranging the egg tarts and sandwiches into six baskets.
There were also two baskets of peaches, one basket of plums, one basket of apricots, and hundreds of watermelons and cantaloupes (hamburgers) piled up next to them.
"That's true, is this enough to go around? There are quite a few villagers gathered over at the threshing ground."
"Give these watermelons to those people, and these to the children."
Because of the heat, my cousin-in-law didn't have a very good appetite, and I don't know if Sister Yumei and Dahong have made the cold noodles yet.
"Don't worry, the Empress and your mother have already started eating."
The Empress also said she would have Xian'er write down the prescription.
"Ah, birds of a feather flock together."
"You're like a well-fed man who doesn't know the hunger of a starving man."
"Yes Yes Yes!"
……
The threshing ground not far from the house.
After Cang Nanxi and Lin Lizheng finished harvesting one acre of wheat.
Everyone gathered at the threshing ground and watched the servants of the Gu family and some villagers from Lingwu Village busy threshing.
After the wheat was harvested, it was transported to an open threshing ground and piled up in bundles at the edge.
Beside the threshing ground, the branches and leaves of a row of old willow trees rustled in the breeze, as if cheering on the busy people.
In the center of the field, several strong young men swung their flails high, the flails rhythmically striking the wheat straw.
Wheat grains burst forth, their crackling sounds mingling with the chirping of cicadas in the trees.
On the other side, Song Qing, along with several servants, used a newly assembled threshing machine to compete with the young man on the other side using a traditional flail, to see which side could thresh faster.
This is a brand new threshing machine, which Dongfang Jin had Ruyi draw based on the ancient threshing machine.
Unexpectedly, Song Qing and his team actually figured it out. Zhang Li quickly pedaled the two pedals, and the iron chains on them made a dull and powerful clanging sound.
Song Qing, dressed in a plain cloth short shirt with the cuffs rolled up high to reveal his strong forearms, was giving instructions with a focused expression.
The servants beside him were dressed similarly, their faces showing simplicity and diligence, working closely together.
A young servant, holding a long fork, skillfully picked up bundles of golden wheat and precisely handed them to the threshing machine inlet.
The wheat straw collided violently with the threshing parts, making a crackling sound, and golden wheat grains flew out like rain.
Another experienced servant stood to one side of the machine, watching its operation closely and occasionally reaching out to adjust the direction of the straw to ensure smooth threshing.
Song Qing stood to the side, observing the process while loudly reminding the servants to be careful.
As she finished packing and prepared to leave, she said, "This Song Qing is truly talented; the threshing machine is already set up."
It's just a bit too big and bulky.
Dongfang Jin held up a slice of watermelon and took a bite: "Don't forget, this is ancient times, and it has never appeared in history before."
It's quite impressive that they were able to manufacture it. This is the first generation; with time, the later ones will definitely get better and better.
"That's true. It would be great if there were a power plant in the Eastern Kingdom."
"Stop dreaming."