Siheyuan: This is really immoral

Chen Xing no longer had any questions and said to Lin Zhuang, "Okay, I will send all my people out today, and I will deliver the pork as soon as I get the goods tomorrow night."

Afterwards, this time Chen Xing went to his room in person to get the pork order he had written down. Lin Zhuang was leaning on a chair and dozing off. He was going into the space to collect the vegetables. The younger brother next to him thought that Lin Zhuang wanted to take a rest and did not dare to disturb him. The yard fell into silence.

"Enter the system space!"

After Lin Zhuang silently recited in his mind, his consciousness entered the breeding space. The conspicuous large fields of wheat and rice were ready to be harvested. Lin Zhuang immediately conveyed the instructions to the system.

“Harvest 26 acres of rice and 15 acres of wheat, and then process them all.”

"Ding! The rice and wheat harvest is complete. After processing, the rice output is jin and the flour is jin."

"Then replant the rice and wheat, and spend points to exchange for sacks, putting 200 kilograms into a bag."

After the system processed the food, Lin Zhuang felt worried when he saw the chickens all over the mountains. The main reason was that the space the system could open was limited. Chickens reproduced and grew up quickly in it. They were much stronger than pigs. After not seeing them for such a while, the chickens became much denser again.

After thinking for a while, he gave the order: "Kill half of the chickens, and keep the breeding hens and chicks."

It finally made me feel better to see that the chickens I had raised for two and a half years…and two and a half weeks were gone.

Chicken: Huh?? Living devil!!

Then Lin Zhuang exited the space. It seemed that he had spent a lot of time inside, but in fact, only a moment had passed outside. After Lin Zhuang came to his senses, he carefully counted the supplies he saw, more than 40,000 kilograms of rice, nearly 30,000 kilograms of flour, and countless eggs...

After a while, Chen Xing came out with a small notebook. Lin Zhuang took it and took a look. Unexpectedly, the handwriting inside was quite neat, recording in detail the name, address, and the required weight and part of pork.

"Do you have a backup of this? Otherwise, if I take it away, you might not be able to remember how many households there are, right?"

"There is a backup. I wrote this one specifically for you. Brother Lin, don't worry. The brothers won't delay anything."

Lin Zhuang casually put the things in his pocket, and then reminded: "You just go to get the things around 11 o'clock tomorrow night. Remember to be quiet. When transporting the goods, be careful of the patrolling police. If you get caught..."

Having said this, Lin Zhuang drew out the last syllable and looked at Chen Xing.

Chen Xing naturally knew the ins and outs of this, and said to Lin Zhuang:

"The brothers all know that they will act carefully. If someone is caught on the way, they will definitely not betray us. I am very confident of this."

"If someone is caught, you must kill him. You can also take the belongings on him to the pigeon market. The police usually turn a blind eye. Once he is in prison, we will be responsible for the basic food for his family... But don't tell your subordinates about this in advance. Wait until someone is actually in prison before telling them."

People's minds are unpredictable. If someone has a large family and lives a hard life, when he hears that food is provided, he might actively allow himself to be caught, so that he can take advantage of the situation openly.

After explaining everything to Chen Xing, Lin Zhuang was about to slip away to fish, but before leaving, Chen Xing stopped him and said:

"Brother Lin, you are so skilled in martial arts, can you teach my brothers some ways to exercise? Moving and transporting goods requires physical strength and a certain degree of self-defense ability..."

Lin Zhuang was a little embarrassed when he heard this, but his face was calm as he thought, "How can I teach you this? All of mine are given by the system, and I can't ask each of you to install a system.

But Chen Xing saw the solemn atmosphere and thought he had offended someone. After all, the martial arts school was always a secret, so he quickly said:

"Brother Lin, do you think what I just said is nothing..."

"I don't actually have any secrets. It's all... well, hard work and practice. Let me teach you some good techniques to strengthen your body first. Once your physical fitness improves, I'll teach you a few useful moves."

After saying this, Lin Zhuang asked Chen Xing to find someone who could write to get paper and pen to take notes.

"First, five kilometers every morning, that's ten miles. You must eat something early in the morning before starting. We call it morning training. In the afternoon, each person does a set of fifty push-ups. You can set your own according to each person's situation. Practice to your full strength. Don't push too hard at the beginning. Increase gradually. In the evening, you should be able to do horse stance, right?"

Among them, when Lin Zhuang was talking about push-ups, no one had a clear idea what it was, so Lin Zhuang had to show them himself. The people in the yard followed suit, but most of them had wrong postures. Lin Zhuang selected a few people in the crowd who were doing well and had some talent, and manually adjusted their postures. After there were no problems, he asked them to correct others during training until they all learned how to do it.

Chen Xing was full of doubts, as if he didn't believe that he could exercise with just this posture?

Lin Zhuang saw his doubts and said to him: "Do it my way, time will give the answer."

Afterwards, Lin Zhuang told them about advanced methods, such as weighted running and so on.

After Chen Xing basically expressed his doubts and Lin Zhuang finished explaining to them, looking at the time, Lin Zhuang also planned to go to the factory to find Deputy Director Li.

......

At this time in Li Dabiao's office, Deputy Director Li's face was half angry and half happy.

It was seen that what Deputy Director Li was holding in his hand was the masterpiece that he had "borrowed" from Li Dabiao last time, and on the table between the two of them was another book. Looking at the peach-colored cover, it was not difficult to guess that it was from the same person.

"Li Dabiao! Is this what you said about you working hard all this time? No wonder everyone said you were in the office every day, but rarely seen after get off work. So that's how it is! I was so kind to return this masterpiece to you immediately after reading it, but I didn't expect that you actually hid a copy and didn't tell me!"

"Uncle, please listen to my explanation."

Li Dabiao's face turned pale. He had only read the book twice when it was discovered. Now he didn't know when he could get it back.

Deputy Director Li reached out and picked up a book on the table, then continued to question his good nephew: "Are there any more?"

"No more, really no more."

"Really?"