Chapter 142 The Family Members’ Mysterious Course
Any group of living people trying to take out the deadly woodcarvers hiding in Redwall Farm would inevitably suffer heavy casualties.
You will be "cursed" as soon as you enter the door, and the frequency of the curse is so high that a person can be killed in a few minutes. 99% of organizations cannot withstand this threshold alone.
Even if an organization could withstand the pressure of the curse and find the wooden sculpture of the baby isolated by the wooden bed, the rule that looking directly at the wooden sculpture would result in death is another chasm... If they are unlucky and someone directly takes out the wooden sculpture, it is possible that all members will be wiped out.
Such a dangerous and deadly seal, if it hadn't encountered the natural disasters projected from other dimensions, it would have definitely caused a sea of blood and corpses in the Red Wall Farm.
But then the players came, and nothing happened.
Phantom asked for a "high price" of 800 copper coins , and Miaobishenghua, who did not have enough cash, had to regretfully pass it. After solving the issue of the ownership of the sealed object, the players continued to search for the Red Wall Farm.
This time, in addition to finding and killing the ghosts and monsters hidden in every corner, the players also did some stealing...
You have to know that the investigator "Goldfish" and five other survivors fled from here in a hurry. With their lives under threat, they had no energy to pack up their belongings. After that, the threat of disaster on the farm gradually worsened over time, and no one dared to approach within a kilometer radius of the farm.
In other words, there are still many valuable things in this red-walled mansion...
A few hours later, the undead came out of the farm carrying large and small bags and squeezed into the carriage.
The players who had reaped rich rewards were eager to cash in the items they had looted... and collected (sell them to Lao Yang for recycling). At everyone's strong request, the carriage did not return to Innadri, but went straight to Westram.
At daybreak, the caravan loaded with the dead and valuables drove into the city of Westram...
When the caravan full of the dead passed through the main street in the town, Sam Hank, who was replacing the roof tiles of a building along the street, adjusted his straw hat with dustproof gauze tied on his head and looked towards the road.
Sam was already used to seeing the dead, but Sam's brother was clearly still a little uncomfortable and subconsciously shrank back.
Sam glanced at his brother, and while stacking the tiles, he lowered his voice and said, "Calm down, Paul, they won't do anything to us."
Paul Hank nodded reluctantly and continued to work on his task.
Sam was a little annoyed at his younger brother Paul's timid behavior, not daring to express his true thoughts even to his own brother, but he didn't say anything in the end.
Today is the sixth day that Hank and his family have followed the convoy to Westham.
Six days ago, when the chaotic convoy entered Westham, all the soldiers' families were extremely uneasy about this strange town...
Whether it was the rumors about Westram that they had heard in Inadre, or the reality that all the soldiers admitted that there were indeed undead in this town, it made the former citizens who were accustomed to a stable life feel despair.
Fortunately, Lord Rex showed enough enthusiasm towards those who were exiled by Innadri - he allocated an entire alley north of Martin Street to the soldiers and their families. Although the houses were in disrepair, they were better than being homeless.
Familiar families lived on both sides, and there was a lively market on Martin Street every day, which made the soldiers' families feel at ease. In addition, the soldiers' former superior, Mr. Wagner Pitt, ran around to arrange jobs for them and their families, which gradually gave the families confidence that they could live here for a long time.
But Westram also has its imperfections, such as... the undead that can be seen from time to time on the streets, parading around openly.
Not only do these undead spirits come and go freely in a town that belongs to humans and where they shouldn't be, they actually do similar work to them - several construction sites for the reconstruction of the main avenue in the town belong to the undead!
And the people of Westram turned a blind eye to such a strange and terrifying situation!
If it weren't for the cheap salt, sugar, spices, tofu and other foods that greatly reduced the cost of living, and if someone in every family had a new job, there would have been deserters among the family members long ago.
Sam and his brother replaced the tiles on the roof of an entire small building, and used a simple lifting device to move the old tiles down and load them onto a cart. The male town hall clerk in charge of the construction site stood at the other end of the site and waved at them: "It's lunch time, Brother Hank, come over and wash your hands and get your work lunch."
"Yes, sir." Jim took off his veil and shook off the dust. He waved to his brother to follow him and walked over first.
Temporary workers on the construction site can get a free lunch. It is said that this is a new benefit added by Mr. Rex for the women who come to the construction site to earn money like the men in the family. If free lunch is not provided, these women will have to finish their morning work early and go home to cook food, reducing their work efficiency.
Temporary workers need to arrange someone to pick up lunch from the town hall. On the first day the Hank brothers arrived at the construction site, the job of picking up meals for their fellow workers fell on them - both brothers are tall, strong and sturdy, and they pay more attention to personal hygiene than other workers.
Today was the same. The two brothers carefully dusted off their clothes, washed their hands at the well outside the construction site, took buckets and basins containing food, and headed to the town hall at the end of the main street in the town.
On the way, Sam met many of his former colleagues - these soldiers brought up by Wagner Pete were trusted by the clerks at various construction sites, and like Sam, they were all responsible for the very important task of serving meals.
"I don't know what delicious food we have today. It would be great if we could have those fried chicken legs wrapped in flour and eggs like yesterday." A young soldier licked his lips and said, "We had a lot of good food when we were prisoners, but it's harder to eat now than before."
"After all, the work we have to do now is much easier than before. If you really want us to continue to eat the kind of food that only rich people can afford, I wouldn't dare to eat it." An old soldier said with a smile.
"If you want to eat meat, I think the best deal is the 'dumplings' at the deli." Sam said, "Unfortunately, there's only Lika at the deli right now, and she's too busy to handle it. The number of dumplings cooked each day is limited, so it's always hard to buy them."
"Yeah," the others chimed in, "With Brooke and the undead lady gone, the deli has a lot less stuff for sale."
When Sam's brother Paul heard his brothers say this, his expression became complicated...
"By the way, have you heard?" the veteran asked, "The town hall is recruiting operators, what are your plans?"
"I've asked the clerk at my workplace to sign me up," Sam said immediately. "The house we were assigned is too dilapidated. I need to earn some money as soon as possible to repair the roof."
"Me too." Another soldier said, "There must be a lot of people who signed up, and I don't know if I can succeed... Let's try our luck first."
"It would be great if we could ask Lieutenant Pete to speak for us." A young soldier sighed, "The lieutenant seems to have connections with Mr. Lowell and Mr. Yang, so maybe his words can be helpful."
"It would be better not to trouble the lieutenant if you can."
Several veterans among them immediately shook their heads in opposition and spoke out:
"I heard that Mr. Rowell has been in poor condition recently and has not left the house for many days. When I met the lieutenant near the delicatessen the day before yesterday, although he did not say it explicitly, I could see that he was worried."
"Yes, the lieutenant never let us know how much pressure he was under. We should not trouble him with things that we can handle ourselves."
"I was just saying it casually..." the young soldier muttered embarrassedly, "In that case, just pretend I never said it."
While chatting, the soldiers arrived at the town hall.
In the courtyard of the town hall, one side where the carriages were parked was cleared to build a row of simple brick stoves and a large semi-open-air kitchen.
In this large open-air kitchen, those busy around the stove are all the soldiers' families - they work for Ms. Mia, who is in charge of logistics. In addition to preparing lunch for the temporary workers on the main street in the town, they are also responsible for the three meals a day in the shelter, the three meals a day for the militia prisoners, and assisting with procurement.
Mrs. Hank, the mother of the Hank brothers, was a very capable lady. After only participating in the collective work for less than a week, she gained the trust of Ms. Mia and became the "little leader" of the family members. When she saw the soldiers carrying wooden barrels coming, she waved the spatula from a distance and said, "Boys, hurry up and line up!"
Sam was very happy that his mother could adapt to the new job. He pulled his brother into the line and smiled foolishly at Mrs. Hank from a distance.
Mrs. Hank glared at him, muttered "silly boy", and swung the spatula more briskly.
For the soldiers who have enjoyed the "model prisoner meals", the food cooked by their families is indeed not very presentable... But who would not support the hard work of their loved ones? Even if the soup is always too salty or too bland, and the dishes are always messy and make people lose their appetite, no one will complain.
However, today's dishes are obviously different from the past.
When the soldier at the front of the line lifted the bucket so that Mrs. Hank could put food into it, he was surprised to find that the food scooped up with the big spatula looked very familiar!
Although the eggplant was cut irregularly and the color was not as pretty as the "model prisoner's work meal" I had eaten before, at least from the appearance you can recognize that this is the most popular dish besides meat, and it is the one that everyone who has eaten it will savor for a long time... braised eggplant!
"Did you also cook today's food, Mrs. Hank?" The soldier was obviously not very good at speaking and asked this question directly.
"Of course, little Locke," Mrs. Hank said proudly, "This is a new dish that your mother, sister, and several other ladies worked hard to learn. I guarantee you will never forget it once you have tasted it!"
The soldier named Little Locke was even more surprised: "My mom and sister can do this too?"
A lady squatting behind the stove washing pots looked up and said fiercely, "Do you doubt that your mother can't do it? Locke!"
"No, no." Little Locke shook his head quickly.
Today's side dish was the braised eggplant that all the soldiers had eaten, and the main course was a thick noodle soup made with potatoes, a little chicken, greens, and those strange curved noodles.
The soldiers obviously preferred the thick noodle soup to the square pieces of bran bread they were eating in rotation. After filling up the wooden barrels they brought with them, the soldiers happily ran back to the construction site to share with their fellow workers.
Mrs. Hank and her family members were no less idle than the soldiers who were doing the heavy work. They divided the leftover food and quickly filled their stomachs, cleaned the kitchen utensils neatly, and cleaned the area around the large open-air kitchen. Then they hurried into the town hall building as if they were in a hurry.
In the large conference room on the first floor, Ms. Mia was already waiting for them.
"Thank you for your hard work. Listen carefully today and practice when you get home tonight. Try to come up with one or two new dishes tomorrow." Ms. Mia distributed small azalea badges to the family members and encouraged them with a smile, "Mrs. Hank, you will still be the one to collect the badges after class. Don't lose them."
"Okay, Ms. Mia." Mrs. Hank said respectfully.
The family members who received the badges sat in a row, and Mia walked to the back of the crowd and started to debug a very strange machine that even Mrs. Hank, who had come into contact with many middle-class families, had never seen before.
Soon, this strange machine emitted a beam of light, projecting a clear picture like a moving photo on the wall in front of the family members' seats.
This moving picture also has a voice:
"Hello everyone, I'm Wang Gang. In this video, I'm going to share with you a home-cooked dish..."
