Jin Feng looked at the female worker carefully: "How old is your brother this year?"
Nowadays, there are too many female workers in Xihewan. When it is time to take over the shift, the village is full of girls.
Although there are not as many people in the iron smelting workshop as there are in the textile factory, the management has become less strict since it was converted into a flow operation.
Mancang recruited some more apprentices, but Jin Feng couldn't recognize them all.
Now that the female worker mentioned Iron Can Mountain, Jin Feng had some impressions.
At first, there were only two people in the smelting workshop, namely him and Mancang. They were too busy, so they selected a group of slaves from Iron Can Mountain to help.
This female worker seems to be one of them.
Iron Can Mountain is a soap production base in Xihewan. In addition to the meat horses held hostage by bandits, the female workers there are also slaves bought back from the county by Jin Feng.
At that time, he couldn't bear to see the children being sold, so Jin Feng bought the children together.
So the children on Tin Can Mountain are not too old.
"My brother is eight years old this year." The female worker replied.
"Eight years old..."
Jin Feng was a little disappointed.
He was still thinking about accepting a disciple, but he was only eight years old, how could he accept him?
You can't let a little baby spend time in the iron smelting workshop every day, right?
An eight-year-old baby may not be as tall as a desk or desk, and he can't swing a hammer.
"That's not right. Your brother is only eight years old and he is in Iron Can Mountain. How can he help you make gears?" Jin Feng asked.
"I went to Tin Can Mountain to visit my brother some time ago. He saw that my hand was hit by a piece of iron, so he drew a picture for me."
The female worker replied: "After I came back, my husband has been busy at Changshegou, so I gave the drawing to Mr. Mancang. I had nothing else to do in those days, so Mr. Mancang led us to make this according to the drawing. Unexpectedly,
The son is finished.”
"Here's the picture, let me see it."
"I'll get it!" The female worker quickly ran to the workshop office cabin and took a drawing.
The drawings were drawn with a brush. Although the fonts are a bit childish, the drawings are fairly standard and the dimensions are also very detailed.
This surprised Jin Feng very much.
He can make a gear set at just eight years old and can also draw pictures. If he is trained well, his future will be limitless!
"Sir, do you want to see my brother again?"
The female worker asked tentatively: "If we meet, I will go to Mr. Mancang to ask for leave."
"Stop taking him back and forth. I'll go to Tin Can Mountain."
Although there are no bandits in Jinchuan now, it is not close from Tietuan Mountain to Xihewan, and there are mountain roads along the way. It is still unsafe for a girl to run back and forth with an eight-year-old child.
"Sir, are you going to Tin Can Mountain yourself?"
The female worker couldn't help but feel happy.
She could tell that Jin Feng valued her brother very much.
As a traditional feudal woman, the female worker has a very strong sense of family. She is happier that her younger brother can stand out than she herself.
"Yes, I haven't been to Tin Can Mountain for a long time. It's time to go and take a look."
Jin Feng said: "Go and tell Mancang, and come with me later."
"good!"
The female worker put down her tools and was about to ask for leave, when a full warehouse came in.
"Sir, you are here too!"
Mancang quickly bowed to Jin Feng as a disciple.
This is what his mother requested. Every time he sees Jin Feng, he must salute.
At first, Jin Feng wasn't used to it, but after asking for it several times, it was still the same with the full warehouse, so he just let him go.
"You came just in time, I want to bring... By the way, what is your name?" Jin Feng looked at the female worker.
"Sir, my name is Wan Yuhong." the female worker replied.
"What a good name," Jin Feng praised, and then said, "I want to take Wan Yuhong to Iron Can Mountain."
"Yes!" Mancang bowed and agreed.
"By the way, do you still have a workshop like yours, where your sister is in Xihewan and your brother is in Iron Can Mountain?" Jin Feng asked.
"As far as I know, there should be no more." Wan Yuhong replied.
"That'll be hard on both of you."
"It's not hard. Compared to when I was in the county, my life now couldn't be better."
"No matter what, it's not right to separate you sister and brother."
Jin Feng looked at Mancang: "If we encounter such a situation in the future, we will bring the children to Xihewan together."
"Yes!" Mancang agreed.
"Let's go," Jin Feng led Wan Yuhong out of the workshop: "By the way, can you ride a horse?"
"I used to have two horses at home. They were not very good at riding, but they were fine for traveling normally." Wan Yuhong replied.
"Then I won't ask anyone to prepare the carriage. Let's go faster on horseback."
Jin Feng sent Liu to prepare horses, and then asked: "Are you from a wealthy family?"
The popularity of education in Dakang is very low, and people choose names very casually.
Guan Xiaorou and Guan Xiao'e are considered good names in the village. Many female babies are named A-Zhen, A-xiang, A-Lian, etc., while boys are named Iron Hammer, Goudan, Danniu and Zhuzi. The rate of duplicate names is very high.
The name Wan Yuhong cannot be said to be particularly amazing, but when I heard it, it was given by a scholar.
Moreover, the family has raised horses, and my younger brother can also draw pictures. Most people do not have such conditions.
"It's not a wealthy family. My father used to be the manager of the camp of the Qing'an army. Later, the Qing'an army was defeated. His Majesty was furious. My father and many uncles were arrested, and the family members were also sold. My mother
I was injured when I ransacked my house, and died of illness a few days before my husband went to the dental clinic."
"My condolences!" Jin Feng whispered.
When the imperial court is corrupt, it is always the people who suffer.
At the same time, Jin Feng also solved the doubts in his heart.
No wonder her younger brother can draw pictures at a young age. It turns out that this is a family tradition.
"It's all over. Thanks to my husband, my brother and I are living a good life now. My mother is knowledgeable and will be grateful to my husband."
Wan Yuhong said gratefully.
When she was in the dental clinic, she was really desperate.
If she hadn't been worried about her brother, she might have committed suicide.
Later, Jin Feng bought them and gave her a job instead of enslaving them.
Although the work in the iron smelting workshop is dirty and tiring, no one will look down on her here. After the assembly line work, she still has three days of vacation every month. She can use her wages to buy some delicious food and go to Iron Can Mountain to see her brother.
Being a slave is a hundred times better.
Therefore, Wan Yuhong's gratitude to Jin Feng comes from the heart.
"Miss Wan is serious."
Jin Feng didn't want to talk about this heavy topic anymore, so he changed the subject: "Miss Wan should be literate, why didn't she become a shopkeeper in the Chamber of Commerce?"
Although she came to Yetie relatively early, Tang Xiaobei later held an open recruitment for female shopkeepers in the village, and everyone in the village could sign up.
"I do recognize some words, but...but my calculations are very poor."
Wan Yuhong blushed and scratched her head: "When Mrs. Xiaobei chose the shopkeeper, she was rejected at the first level."
"Turns out he is a scumbag in mathematics."
Jin Feng suddenly realized.
Da Liu brought the horse over, and the group rode straight to Iron Can Mountain.
On the way, Jin Feng discovered that Wan Yuhong was being modest when she said she was not good at riding. Her riding skills were much better than many female soldiers.
Since Wan Yuhong could keep up, Jin Feng led the team to speed up and arrived at Iron Can Mountain before lunch.