sbdcsierra Chapter 114 Eating
Chapter 114 Eating
When Yang Cheng woke up, he felt his butt was hot, as if something was burning it.
She reached out and touched her butt and found nothing. She opened her bleary eyes and discovered that it was the sun that was burning her butt.
"What time is it? The sun rises so early. Ah! 12 o'clock!"
After brushing his teeth, washing his face and changing his clothes, Yang Cheng went out smoothly in 5 minutes.
The chicks were just delivered yesterday. I don’t know yet whether they can adapt to the new environment, whether they slept well last night, whether they ate their chicken feed well this morning, and whether they are having fun playing.
It was all his fault for oversleeping, Yang Cheng was extremely anxious.
They are just a few days old cubs, their bodies and minds are very fragile, so they must be comforted with food and entertainment. They must eat well so that their bodies are strong and their moods are good. Only in this way can the chickens have shiny fur and delicious meat.
The chicken farm is more than 20 minutes away from the pig farm. Yang Cheng borrowed the electric bike from Aunt Zhu in the cafeteria downstairs and drove towards the chicken farm.
"Ding-ling-clang..."
Although Aunt Zhu's electric car is very old and the parts on the body make crisp collision sounds, it does not affect its main functions at all.
Its wheels rolled in the mud, its tailpipes rushed in the wind, and its front fenders...it had no front fenders.
When Yang Cheng arrived at the chicken farm, her trouser legs were covered in mud. She finally understood why Aunt Zhu from the cafeteria wore long rain boots to work every day.
"Clap clap clap."
Yang Cheng casually brushed the mud off his trouser legs and ran towards the chicken farm like a flash.
"Gulp, gulp, so delicious..."
"Chichichichi, let's play hide-and-seek..."
There was no sound of sad cries from the chicks, nor was there any sound of quarrels among the chicks pecking at each other's feathers. The place was filled with harmony.
The little chicks all have bulging bellies. They walk around in circles under the trees on their little feet, and jump in the grass by flapping their little feathers.
It looks like the chickens are well fed and having a lot of fun.
Yang Cheng let out a long sigh.
"Boss Yang! You're here? The chickens have been fed. Now it's their playtime. Look how happy they are!"
The breeder Zhu Yimao walked out of the small house with a smile.
Yimao is a man in his 40s with more than 40 years of experience in raising chickens.
That’s right, he has been helping his family look after and feed the chickens ever since he could walk. Whenever he has a bite of food, he will never forget to give it to the chicks.
The chickens he raised were famous throughout the village: the meat was delicious, chewy, tender, and silky...
Pregnant women or mothers who have just given birth in the village would buy a few chickens from him to nourish their bodies. From then on, the chickens raised by Yimao were also called pregnant chickens or baby chickens.
After all, he couldn't find any market for the chickens he raised before. Although he made a little money, he had spent a lot of his savings on his son's wedding, and he didn't have much capital left. Now he came to work at the chicken farm, which can be regarded as a way to continue to develop his old business.
Of course, the most important thing is that the chicken farm owner pays a very high salary, so you don’t have to worry about so many things and just need to feed the chickens.
Yang Cheng looked at Yimao's smiling face and patted his head.
I forgot, I forgot, I forgot that I even have a keeper.
I was used to raising chickens by myself, and I even forgot that I hired two breeders yesterday. Oh, my head is confused from reading novels.
"Um, Uncle Yimao, have you and Zhu Xingxing fed the chickens? Have they had water?"
"Hello, hello, it came at about 6 o'clock in the morning. I just fed it again. It drank the water, too. It was gulping down."
Yimao picked up a chick from the ground and said, "Look at the hair on its chin, it's all wet. It's trying to grab water. It's so lively! Hahaha..."
Yang Cheng also laughed.
The villagers of Zhuzhu Village are really hardworking and simple. They never slack off at work, never procrastinate after get off work, eat actively, and sleep soundly.
This is what happens to workers at pig farms.
She observed that every employee at the pig farm was full of energy, healthy and radiant every day, and seemed to be living a fulfilling and satisfying life.
Now, as a breeder, Yimao also put the chicks down, took out a palm-leaf fan from the small house where the feed was kept, and said to Yang Cheng while fanning himself:
"Boss Yang, I have nothing to do now. I'm going to eat. There will be no meat left after that. I can only drink seaweed soup!"
The two breeders' meals were provided by the pig farm. It was troublesome for two people to cook, so Yang Cheng asked them to eat there.
"Oh! All right, go quickly, don't delay eating, eating is important."
Yimaomai shouted to someone not far away, "Xingxing, it's time to eat!" A young man in his 20s stood up from the grass, opened his sleepy eyes, and ran over with a head full of weeds.
"Boss, let's go eat!"
After saying this, Yimao pulled Xingxing and ran towards the pig farm.
There are only a group of chickens and one person left in the chicken farm.
Yang Cheng was a little bit uncomfortable. They had already finished their work, so what was he supposed to do now?
She walked aimlessly on the mountain with her hands behind her back.
The passing chickens pecked at her shoes curiously, and some playfully jumped onto her insteps and sat on them directly, treating Yang Cheng as a means of transportation.
"Gugu, gugu..."
Yang Cheng was curious and stopped. There were no adult hens here, so why was there a "cuckoo" sound?
"Cuckoo..."
Oh oh.
It turned out that it was my stomach growling.
Yang Cheng found that he had not drunk a sip of water or eaten a grain of rice since morning.
Walking back down the mountain and getting on the electric bike, Yang Cheng rode it towards the canteen of the pig farm.
at the same time.
There is also a group of people who are worried about where to eat.
Fish farm.
Office building, in front of the main entrance.
"Boss Bao, where are we going to eat at noon? The smell of food is wafting from the pig farm..."
"I smelled meat fried with peppers, eggs fried with tomatoes, and beef teppanyaki."
"Blast the boss? If I don't go now... I can only drink the dregs of the seaweed soup..."
More than 20 fish farm employees looked at Mihua in unison.
Mihua now realized an urgent problem.
There is no canteen in the fish farm.
The only canteen in the village is the pig farm.
But he didn't want to go to the pig farm for dinner anymore. Ever since the undercurrent between him and Qin Che in the village cadre's office yesterday, he felt that his unfamiliar relationship with Qin Che had become even more unfamiliar.
Besides, as the owner of a fish farm, it is somewhat inappropriate to bring more than 20 mouths to eat at other people's homes for a long time.
"Well, where is the best restaurant in Zhuzhu Village? Let's go there for dinner."
“Yeah, yeah, yeah!”
"It's Lao Zhu's Restaurant!"
There was a cheer from the crowd.
More than 20 men were smiling happily, knowing that there were many benefits to working in a fish farm.
Zhuzhu Village does not have the best restaurant, but it has the only restaurant.
It was the restaurant where Qin Che and the village chief got drunk that day.
In the past, this restaurant had less than 10 guests all year round, but in order to entertain occasional visitors from other villages, it has remained open for more than 10 years.
Since the pig farm opened, the business here has gradually become popular.
Since the fish farm opened, business here has exploded.
Because the boss named Popcorn brings more than 20 people here to eat every day.
The restaurant owner was busy from morning till night, buying vegetables with a smile, washing vegetables with a smile, chopping meat with a smile, and serving dishes with a smile...
Every day is full of smiles, every day is like Chinese New Year, happy~
At this time, there was another person who was equally happy.
He was sitting under a big banyan tree, crossing his legs and counting money.