Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

"The 45 new recruits on the farm are all pretty good."

The study room was brightly lit, and Gu Xiang was sitting at the table, flipping through the reports that had been delivered recently, with a mysterious smile on his lips.

Qiu Li took a glance and saw that she was looking at the latest personnel files. She thought that her little lady was also quite satisfied with the performance of her employees, so she nodded and said solemnly, "They all work very hard, and they are indeed quick-witted. They will come They have integrated very well, and there is no sign of bullying outsiders on the farm at present."

Gu Xiang nodded seriously: "Well, they did a good job. Looking back at the food on the farm, I think we should prepare several kinds of food in rotation. They are all doing manual work. It is not good if the food can't keep up."

Qiu Li: "...That's right."

She is very concerned about the staff's food for her little lady, and she has long been used to it.

I didn't understand it before, it was because she was not as far-sighted as her little lady.

Facts have proved that the little lady is right. The food is good enough, which can really improve the enthusiasm of the employees to work, and make everyone like the farm and be willing to work on the farm all the time.

Farming on the farm has very strict rules and many skills. It is not easy to cultivate a group of real good hands who serve the crops. After they are trained, they must naturally win people's hearts.

Wanting employees to work hard is not something that can be achieved by signing a long-term contract, as the little lady said-"I want everyone to regard the farm as their home."

The best state is to treat the farm as your own home and work for the farm just like working for yourself.

"Little lady saved my life and gave me the future. The Gu family is my home."

So she always does her best when she does things for the Gu family, but Gu Xiang doesn't mind if she can't do anything well, so she will be restless and sleepless at night.

Gu Xiang responded gently, with a gentle yet serious face: "I really hope everyone is like my Qiuli!"

A few words coaxed Qiu Li to be so moved that her cheeks were flushed, and even those few words that had come to her lips, which were slightly sarcastic, were thrown out of the blue for a while.

Her little lady spends a lot of money, obviously the farm produces extremely high, and every family has a good harvest, but they still buy food and ingredients wantonly... It doesn't matter if the food and ingredients are collected, the family owns a restaurant, and some good ingredients are good for business.

The little lady wants to be a money-spreading boy, changing her tricks every day to supplement the folks in the surrounding towns and villages, talking about win-win cooperation, not to mention passing on the technology that can be passed down from the bottom of the box, and returning the good seeds, sharing the food Not to mention, even the worries of these people were relieved by my own little lady.

If the harvest of the new seeds planted in the village according to the new method is not good, the little lady of the family will give subsidies.

The things grown could not be sold, so my little lady agreed to buy them.

Qiuli just watched Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Xiao's two abacus beads move quickly, and the family's large sums of money flowed out, she couldn't help being dizzy.

Every time Qiu Li came to want to talk to Gu Xiang, she always digressed at the end.

After Gu Xiang coaxed the maid, she opened the file in her hand, glanced at it, and all kinds of information entered her mind instantly.

She really wanted to win over this group of smart and clever new diners sincerely. Most of the farm employees, as well as the folks in Gu Zhuang, still provided her with a steady stream of food spots every day, but it had calmed down.

It has been a long time since she felt the surging emotions of the diners, and she did not enjoy the joy of soaring food spots.

It is not easy to say that it is not easy to raise this diner.

The insensitive diners only know to stuff their stomachs desperately to survive when they see food, and those who are under too much pressure and pain have no intention to feel the beauty, so there are very few food spots that can be paid.

They didn't have it at all, so how could they give it to her?
But food and clothing are plentiful and will be enjoyed, but gradually become unsatisfactory.

"Hey!"

Gu Xiang suddenly wanted to eat candied haws yesterday, so he rolled up his sleeves and boiled a small pot of syrup, and selected a batch of good hawthorns to make some candied haws.

With her tongue, the seasoning can't go wrong, but considering the sweetness of children, she dipped in a little more sugar.

The result—hum.

The little ones still have some disgust.

Even if it was a year ago, the little dolls in Manguzhuang might not be able to eat a piece of candy during the festival.

Gu Xiang rolled his eyes a little, and suddenly remembered: "By the way, many of the soldiers brought by Li Dutou are from the northwest, so prepare supper for them at night, don't make dry rice, boiled noodles are more suitable for their appetite .”

Qiu Li responded, and hurriedly opened the booklet in her hand to make a note.

Now Gu Xiang has more and more things to do, and the pressure of the people around him is also quite high. The so-called good memory is not as good as a bad pen. Everyone has a booklet, which is only the size of a palm. It usually does not take up space in the sleeve and is easy to use. , with a piece of charcoal charcoal stick fired wood, it is very convenient.

Qiuli has memorized half a box of such booklets, and when she looks through them before going to bed at night, she is always very satisfied.

Gu Xiang looked at Qiu Liji, with a smile on his face: "I boiled a pot of mung bean soup for Li Dutou in the past few days. I think he is a little angry."

It was foggy in the evening, and the sea of ​​clouds that were often seen on the top of the mountain disappeared, and the sky was dark and gloomy.

Li Du felt that the sky was really like his mood.

Whenever he had a chance during this period, he would talk to the princess and the envoy Hua Qin about returning to Beijing. He also wanted to find General Di, but the little general couldn't see anyone all day long. A few family members and servants went to repair houses for the villagers. After a while, they heard that they took people to the mountains and didn't know what to do.

Little General Di couldn't reach him, but the princess was very polite, and all the treatment he was given was the same as that of Brother Gou and Commander Chen.

You can train with the princess's guards every day. After the training, the meat on the stove is not free to eat, but as much as you have to eat.

Li Dutou smiled wryly. How could the boys he brought remember what he was here for?I am so happy that I don’t think about it every day, that is, the training is several times more tiring than before, that is, I complain a few words casually, and these complaints seem insincere.

The day before yesterday, Li Dutou and a group of boys were taking classes in the guards. They were taking cultural classes. At first, everyone was still smiling, thinking they were just resting.

But after listening to a few verses, Li Du almost knelt down—he was in such a place, in such a class, and heard the history books penetrating so abruptly.

Shouldn't this be... something that emperors and generals have to learn?How can you tell these... ordinary soldiers?

How can they listen to these contents?How to listen?

The first class was taught by the princess herself. Now that Li Du thought about it, he was still dripping with sweat and felt at a loss.

Li Du thought for a long time, but he still didn't remind the princess anything.

He was a little bit reluctant.

Like what he heard in this class, I am afraid that the young masters of the Li family may not be able to hear it.