The bankrupt daughter reborn and broke off the engagement, and went to the countryside to raise pigs

Some want to experience life, some don’t. Among the forty-eight people, half want to work.

This time we were doing farm work, because there was no space in the factory, and since we were in the countryside, naturally we mainly did farm work.

It is autumn now, and there is so much work to do, such as threshing corn, harvesting herbs, picking fruit, picking eggs, digging potatoes and planting potatoes, cutting lemongrass, harvesting white sesame and black sesame, breaking chard leaves, feeding pigs, etc.

With these twenty-four people, Lu Chengcheng immediately assigned work to them, and everyone felt relaxed all of a sudden.

Corn is threshed by machine. The corn has been broken and dried in the dam of the pig farm. Now it is dry and can be threshed.

The machines were roaring and everyone was sweating profusely. Lu Chengcheng was also here, also sweating profusely. The only thing to be happy about was that after a day of hard work, all the corns were threshed and the rest of the work would be easy.

Jin Maohai asked: "Cheng Cheng, how much corn do you have? We worked for a day."

"There are several thousand kilograms." Lu Chengcheng estimated. This is the first year of planting, and she doesn't know how much she can harvest. "By the way, next year I will ask the canteen to make corn cakes for you to eat as a reward."

Jin Maohai is from the city and has never eaten these whole grains: "Is corn cake delicious?"

Lu Chengcheng said: "It's delicious, don't worry."

Jin Maohai smiled and said, "Then we'll wait and see."

Zhang Wenzhu said: "It's a loss, not a profit." The canteen only makes two or eight hundred yuan a day now. If Zhang Zhenguang relies on that to make money, he will starve to death.

At that time, Zhang Zhenguang came over: "Cheng Cheng, is he going to have dinner?"

Zhang Zhenguang said: "There shouldn't be anyone who hates working, it's tiring and dirty. Look at you now, you are quite respectable."

Zhang Zhenguang smiled and shook his head: "You are a good man, but you can still give us a meal."

The Guokui was a delicacy added earlier. After eating the Guokui, it was not as delicious as the scallion pancakes, rice dumplings, lotus leaf chicken and other delicacy. It was quite rich but tasted bad, so few people bought it, including many people from the village, especially some older children, who came specifically to buy those delicacy.

Li Yun agreed immediately: "Okay, let him put the corn outside."

Jin Maohai shook his head: "You can say that, although it is too decent, but you are unhappy, and working is bad for your health, you think it is bad."

The little family went to get their own food.

"Yeah." Xiao Jia added, and concentrated on eating.

"You think it's not bad." Zhang Zhenguang said, "It's not educational to feel the hardship of the working people."

A while ago, the little family came upstairs, each took a bowl, stood aside, and drank quickly.

Zhang Wenzhu ate the Guokui first. The Guokui had a crispy crust and was soft inside and out. It was filled with meat particles and had a crispy and fragrant smell. It was extremely delicious.

Zhang Wenzhu let us eat it.

The Qing Palace Miraculous Medicine Tea is brewed outside the clay pot. Zhang Wenzhu specially customized a small clay pot for brewing the Qing Palace Miraculous Medicine Tea. One pot is just enough for seventy-four people, one bowl each.

Zhang Wenzhu said, "People over 40 have to pay to eat. You allow that."

Lu Chengcheng hesitantly asked, "Chengcheng, will your weight go down tomorrow?"

It was early, so Zhang Wenzhu cleaned up the corn kernels, covered them with plastic wrap, and prepared to go to the cafeteria for dinner.

Zhang Wenzhu said: "Rural people are bad, they do it when they are older, but it is more difficult for people outside the city. If they are in contact for the first time, they need to adapt."

So Zhang Wenzhu rode an electric bike and walked there with Xiaojia.

After hearing what Zhang Wenzhu said, Xiao Jia felt relieved again.

It would probably take an hour to boil the Qing Palace Immortal Medicine Tea. It was not yet four o'clock. Zhang Wenzhu put the medicine into fresh-keeping bowls, covered them with lids, and transported them to the apartment on an eight-wheeled cart.

Zhang Wenzhu ordered a portion of rice, a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, a plate of eggplant with minced meat, a plate of stir-fried meat with garlic sprouts, a bowl of cabbage soup, and bought a pot cake.

Lu Chengcheng sent a bag of corn to Li Yun: "Auntie Yun, make some corn cakes for us to eat tomorrow."

Zhang Wenzhu nodded: "Yes, let's go together."

Zhang Wenzhu said calmly: "You will measure their weight, just like the next batch of people, every day. Then they will be able to see it directly, so there is no need to worry."

Jin Maohai raised his little finger: "I didn't expect that Cheng Cheng is such a kind person."

Zhang Wenzhu smiled and asked, "Are they from outside the city or from the countryside?"

Corncobs are one of the main ingredients used to make mushroom base.

On the way, Zhang Wenzhu took the initiative to find a topic to talk about: "It must be tiring to work, right?"

There is no one from outside the city, no one from the countryside.

"You're wrong. Every dish in that country restaurant is delicious."

After taking care of Xiaojia and helping her drink the Qing Palace Immortal Medicine Tea, Zhang Wenzhu took the bowl and returned home.

When they arrived upstairs in the apartment, Zhang Wenzhu sent a message outside the group: Xiaojia, come up to drink the Qing Palace Immortal Medicine Tea, let each other know.

After returning home, Eighth Aunt came to help Zhang Wenzhu wash the dishes and disinfected them before washing.

Zhang Wenzhu said, "It's bad, it's bad, don't let me make you feel bad, hurry up and eat, then go back to your room and take a shower and rest."

Zhang Wenzhu couldn't help but smile: "From his perspective, it seems to be true."

So they were polite and bought one each, enjoying the pleasure brought by the delicious food.

……

A few people chatted and laughed, and went to the cafeteria together.

Before dinner, Zhang Wenzhu rushed back home to get herbs from the warehouse to make Qing Palace elixir tea.

Zhang Zhenguang asked curiously, "Chengcheng, you see there are quite a few elderly people coming to eat, and we don't seem to be able to pay, what's going on?"

Jin Maohai said admiringly: "It's not that bad yet. You are so young, and this is the first time I've seen it."

Zhang Zhenguang's corn has to be dried for two to eight days before it can be stored in the warehouse except for the miscellaneous items.

"I never thought that there would be so few delicious foods in the country restaurant."

Bird’s nest needs to be sterilized after packaging, and the same sterilizer is used.

That’s not even the seventh time Xiaojia has drunk it.

Zhang Zhenguang asked Zhang Wenzhu: "The food in his cafeteria is delicious and small in size, so will he lose money?"

"Yes, yes, they are all delicious. You are really amazing that a pickled dish can be so delicious."

Jin Maohai smiled slightly: "It is very tiring, but it is very comfortable before it is done. You guys hate it."

Zhang Zhenguang returned to the pig farm, put the corn into sacks, and then put the corn cobs into the sacks. He then transported them to the home of a mushroom grower outside the village. The mushroom grower bought all the corn cobs from Zhang Zhenguang for 800 yuan.

Several people who were trying to lose weight saw Zhang Wenzhu eating so happily that they couldn't help but swallow their saliva and asked us if we couldn't eat it.