Rebirth: The whole family travels through time together: Fubao Koi is busy eating melons

Upon hearing this, Xiao Youniang's face immediately broke into a smile: "That's great, Dad. After the road is repaired, don't forget to level the land next to the workshop. You promised us last night."

Zhang Laoer pretended to have forgotten and scratched his head exaggeratedly, then acted as if he had suddenly realized something: "Oh, why don't I remember promising that? Yeah, yes, yes, Dad will go get someone to repair the road right away."

Village chief Wu acted quickly and immediately spread the news that the Zhang family was recruiting workers throughout the village, and attracted many villagers to respond actively with a daily salary of fifteen cents.

Naturally, everyone was very happy and rushed to Kangping Villa to report.

Zhang Laoer selected ten villagers who often came to help and were experienced, and led them into the mountains in a mighty manner.

After delivering the vegetables, Ding Yunfeng immediately found Zhang Laoer and said, "Master, Shopkeeper Chen asked me to tell you that their restaurant has opened branches in the five counties of Yanzhou. The demand for vegetables has increased greatly. He asked if we can increase the supply."

"Their business is so prosperous that they have expanded to the entire Yanzhou?"

Zhang Laoer was amazed, but he was more pleased with his friend's success.

"Yes, that's what Shopkeeper Chen said."

"Okay, go ahead and do your work, I'll take care of it."

After a little thought, Zhang Laoer realized that the existing farmland area could no longer meet the current demand. Fortunately, it was spring and he could urgently purchase a batch of vegetables from nearby farmers.

Afterwards, Zhang Laoer discussed with Grandpa Zhang and decided to open up a new piece of land on the back mountain to build a vegetable greenhouse of about ten acres.

After field investigation, they decided to locate the greenhouse on the edge of the rice field, and the hill on the right was planned as a future agricultural development base.

Grandpa Zhang once again mobilized the villagers to participate in the reclamation of new fields. Everyone was enthusiastic about this work, and the regret of not being able to participate in the road construction before was comforted by this work.

Zhang Laoer took out the design drawings for building a greenhouse from the study and handed them to Du Zhengping: "Zhengping, the scale this time will be larger. Please take care of the materials. The wood will be left to you. As for the waterproof cloth, I will find a way to solve it."

Du Zhengping patted his chest confidently and said, "Uncle Zhang, don't worry. I'll take care of it. I'll make sure the task is completed."

Since the children always come up with various novel construction ideas in the manor, the adults decided to let the children return to their respective yards to rest.

Xiao Youniang stood in the middle of her yard, her eyes fell on the earthen stove that had not been used for a long time, and she couldn't help but recall the delicious beggar's chicken she had last time.

"I haven't eaten fried chicken for a long time. I miss the taste so much."

"Me too, I also want to eat barbecue and hot pot."

Zhang Wuya lay lazily in the rocking chair, enjoying the warm sunshine with a longing smile on her lips.

Zhang Mingyi, who was immersed in the creation of "Journey to the West", was also attracted by the sisters' conversation, "I want to eat too."

Xia Yue, the servant standing by, swallowed unconsciously as she listened to the conversation between the young masters and young ladies. Although she didn't understand what they were talking about specifically, she could feel the irresistible temptation from their tone.

The little girl suddenly jumped up from the rocking chair, looking excited: "Let's go to the backyard and catch chickens. We'll have fried chicken today!"

Zhang Mingyi told Wang Mobao to put away the stationery on the table, and he couldn't wait to join the chicken catching team.

A group of four people stepped into the backyard, rolled up their sleeves, and prepared to get to work.

Zhang Ming immediately locked onto the plump rooster with shiny feathers: "That's it, watch me!"

"Okay, watch me, little fried chickens."

Following Xiao Youniang's shout, everyone responded and charged towards the group of chickens with high morale.

Unexpectedly, the chickens, instead of panicking, showed unusual alertness. For a moment, the yard was in chaos and dust was flying, like a carefully choreographed country dance, except that the participants looked a little embarrassed.

They circled around the yard again and again, and their footprints drew chaotic lines on the bluestone slabs, but their target - those cunning chickens - seemed to have mastered the art of escaping, and they couldn't even touch a single feather of their target.

Xiao Youniang wiped the sweat from her forehead, frowned slightly, and a hint of determination flashed in her eyes: "Change the strategy, let's not focus on that one anymore, just catch whichever one we see."

So, a few people understood what he meant and pretended to rush towards the chickens again with great momentum, but this time, there was a bit of cunning in their steps. Then a lively symphony of roosters crowing, dogs barking, laughter and shouting rang out in the yard.

"I've got it, I've got it!"

The little girl was quick-witted and quick-handed. She grabbed the hen's wings when it panicked and ran into a corner.

She was incredibly strong, and even if the hen struggled with all her might, it was in vain and she could only watch herself fall into the "devil's clutches".

Zhang Wuya looked at the struggling hen in Xiao Youniang's hands, and a hint of hesitation flashed across her brows: "If we stew this hen, will Grandpa be angry when he comes back?"

"Hey, it's okay. We can just buy some more chicks to compensate grandpa."

Xiao Youniang answered easily, trying to calm Zhang Wuya's concerns.

Then, under the guidance of Zhang Wuya, Xia Yue began to slaughter the chicken skillfully.

The chicken blood flows slowly, drop by drop, gathering into a thin stream of the final chapter of life.

Afterwards, Xia Yue brought a basin of boiling hot water. Everyone gathered around and began to pluck the chicken feathers patiently. The occasional laughter and chatter formed a strange harmony with this seemingly indecent work.

Just as everyone was plucking the chicken feathers and talking about how delicious the fried chicken would be, the sound of rolling wheels broke this brief joy.

The adults of the Zhang family came back, and the scene before them surprised them.

Several children gathered in a circle, their hair and faces covered with chicken feathers, looking funny and a little pitiful.

"What are you doing?"

Xu Liyun looked at this group of dirty children with an unconcealable helplessness in her tone.

Zhang Mingyi didn't care. He picked a handful of chicken feathers from his head and said cheerfully, "Plucking chicken feathers, mother."

Grandpa Zhang looked at the mess in the yard, feeling both distressed and amused: "Oh, my good grandchildren~"

His eyes were full of tolerance and indulgence towards the children's naughty behavior.

Zhang Mingyi was very proud, as if he had just completed an amazing hunt: "Right, Grandpa, I think we are very capable. These chickens are not easy to catch. We put in a lot of effort."

"That was my champion egg-laying bird, but you pranksters made fun of it. What a sin!"

Although Grandpa Zhang blamed him, his eyes were more of doting. After all, the chicken had been caught, and no matter how much he said, it would be of no use. He could only shake his head helplessly.

Zhang Wuya felt a little uneasy and secretly regretted not persisting a little longer to catch a rooster.