My 1995 Small Farm.

"Whenever I see large intestine, I can't resist it. I have to eat it every few days. I don't care about anything else, just the chewy texture of the large intestine in my mouth. Hey, it's so satisfying..."

"It's just that it didn't snow here this winter. Otherwise, I could stew pork intestines and ribs in your hanging pot, add some small pancakes, a few pieces of potato, some mung bean noodles and wood ear mushrooms. Wow, the taste is just amazing."

"Huining, don't glare at me. Just ask Fugui. He's had my braised pork intestines, and it's absolutely delicious."

In the afternoon, Yu Qi'an brought back a bucket of pig intestines. He rolled up his sleeves and cleaned them while muttering to himself.

Chen Ling was at the small pond nearby, scooping fish with a net, listening happily to their conversation.

He had just released Afu and Ashou into the mountains and was leading the big and small calves for a stroll in the village.

Bai Huining said helplessly, "Are you really unaware or just pretending? Those two families of Wang Laochou don't even associate with Brother Ling anymore. Why did you go to them to ask for pig intestines? How greedy are you? Did Brother Ling mistreat you when you came to the village?"

"You're making Ling Ge look bad."

"Uh……"

Hearing that Bai Huining was a little angry, Yu Qi'an paused in his work and said guiltily, "I didn't ask for it. They were slaughtering a pig on the slope, and I was passing by when they insisted on giving it to me."

He was lying, of course.

Given his tendency to be unable to resist fresh pig intestines, it would be strange if he didn't go looking for someone to slaughter a pig.

Otherwise, no matter how famous he is in this village, no one would be eager to bring him pig intestines.

really.

Bai Huining scoffed at his statement: "Why would I believe that? If you don't want it, why would they rush to give it to you? Old Wang isn't one of those kids in the village."

It sounds like the young couple is really about to start arguing.

Chen Ling quickly changed the subject: "Those old stinker Wang and his brother Wang Lihua have been acting strangely lately. They wouldn't even feed the construction team before, but now they're suddenly being so generous, even offering to slaughter a pig for them. It's like the sun has risen in the west."

Bai Huining chimed in: "The villagers say that construction teams are in high demand this winter. If Wang Laochou and his team don't get something good, the construction teams back home will pay more, provide two meals a day, and have meat with every meal. Compared to that, the construction teams will refuse to work for them anymore, even if they don't get paid in the past."

"Oh, is that so? In that case, it's still profitable to run a construction team this year. Let's call Yuqiang and Shuiwazi back in a few days and build houses here with us."

Chen Ling was unaware of the true situation on Wang Laochou's side. It was Afu and Ashou who were frightened, and they also knew that Zhao Hongbo and Chen Ling were classmates and friends, which is why they agreed to bring a pig to slaughter.

I just suddenly thought about Chen Yuqiang and Chen Ze's situation outside, and I felt a little sentimental.

It's hard to make money outside this year either.

Upon hearing this, Yu Qi'an raised an eyebrow: "Oh, Yu Qiang is that chubby young man in the front yard, right? It was my first time in the village, and I even ate some pig's head meat that he bought."

Bai Huining couldn't help but clench her fist and give him a light tap: "All you think about is eating and drinking, nothing else."

Yu Qi'an hissed in pain and said somewhat aggrievedly, "How could I only think about eating and drinking? Besides, we only eat and drink together because we're close. I was just saying that Yu Qiang, Shui Wazi and Fu Gui are close."

"As for wealth, I'd say most of the young people in your village are quite good. Those who are close to you aren't the kind who would beg to follow you into business just because you've become rich. I think at most they'd ask for your advice, or they'd just follow your lead and do whatever you do."

No one begged or pleaded with you to help them make money.

"Ha, you're right. People in the countryside sometimes care more about face than people in the city. There are people like the Wang brothers who go to their superiors to curry favor with Uncle Zhao and Uncle Zhong, but they are a minority."

Among this group of young people, it's even rarer.

Chen Ling shook his head. Many people in the countryside, especially the older generation of men, are stubborn and unyielding, and they won't submit to anyone.

Asking them to fawn over someone, even if that person is an acquaintance, relative, family member, or junior, is something they simply cannot do.

At most, they come to ask for ideas, to see if there's anything they can do to make money.

That's the absolute limit.

"Chen Fugui, your letter."

Just then, the village postman's voice rang out from outside, followed by two loud thuds as two burlap sacks were swung in over the wall one after the other.

Chen Ling's eyes widened in disbelief: "Holy crap, it's only been raining for three days, how did so much rain accumulate!"

Yu Qi'an laughed and said, "This messenger is too timid. Afu and Ashou don't hurt anyone. He only glanced at it last time and hasn't even gone home since."

"Wash your large intestine."

Chen Ling picked up the two sacks, and Bai Huining snorted at Yu Qi'an before hurriedly following behind Chen Ling, bringing over a small stool to help him sort the letters.

Most of these letters were sent by children.

We should keep them together.

Aside from the children's letters, these are the ones Chen Ling reads each time.

Despite being loved by so many children.

It was indeed a very fulfilling experience.

However, there were too many and too varied letters, and Chen Ling started to feel dizzy and overwhelmed after reading them for a while.

Sometimes it can take most of the day, or even a whole day, to find a few useful documents.

In fact, he doesn't need his family's help.

Even someone as literate and meticulous as Bai Huining couldn't pick them out as quickly as he did on his own.

And now he has found an even faster way.

That is to take these letters into the cave.

Inside the cave, it's his domain; he can distinguish things faster than a computer.

However, Bai Huining was quite lucky today.

As soon as I opened the sack, I found an invitation letter.

It's from Taipei Television.

Upon opening the envelope and reading the contents of the letter, I was even more astonished.

This was actually an invitation to the Spring Festival Gala.

Bai Huining was stunned at first glance. "What?! The Spring Festival Gala?! Fugui is going to be on the Spring Festival Gala? Let me see, let me see!"

Yu Qi'an had just grabbed some wood ash from the fire pit and was about to continue vigorously washing his large intestine when he heard it was an invitation to the Spring Festival Gala. His hand trembled, and the wood ash in his hand spilled all over his body.

Ignoring all that, he ran to Chen Ling's side, stretched his neck like a turtle, and stared at the letter with wide eyes. When he saw the words "Spring Festival Gala" on it, he was immediately stunned.

Chen Ling unfolded the letter and showed it to him: "It's from Beijing TV, not CCTV's Spring Festival Gala."

"Ah, from Beijitai..."

Yu Qi'an was a little disappointed, but when he saw that the main invitees were not Chen Ling, but Heiwa, Xiaojin, and Xiaobai Niu, his eyes widened and he became excited.

"Damn, they're actually going to invite Heiwa and Xiaojin to perform. Is Taipei TV going to set a precedent?"

"Not only that, this year is the Year of the Ox, so the little white ox will also have its own special program."

After reading the other page of the letter, Bai Huining handed it to him and said with a smile, "Brother Ling has become famous this time. He can definitely be rated as a first-class beast tamer in the future."

“Yeah, isn’t this more fun than learning those foreign magic tricks…” Yu Qi’an’s excitement was genuine. Looking at Chen Ling, his eyes were full of “Big brother, please take me under your wing.”

He also wanted to play something so high-end.

He was later known as someone who could write a book specifically about horses.

These things are in his bones.

This is no longer just a passion, it's an obsession.

“Fugui, teach your brothers, teach your brothers. If you are willing to teach me, I will call you master.”

"Come on, it's just an invitation, it doesn't mean I have to go on the show."

Chen Ling knew that some people have very strict requirements for appearing on television, so he said, "They are very sincere, so I will write back first to ask what their requirements are, or to see the filming time. If the requirements are simple and the time is flexible, then I will go."

Yu Qi'an looked on incredulously and exclaimed, "Brother, this is the Spring Festival Gala! You're making demands?!"

He is a carefree and fun-loving person, that's true, but he has a deep obsession with the Spring Festival Gala.

"Spring Festival Gala? What Spring Festival Gala?"

At this moment, He Jiawen walked in carrying a basket of mushrooms covered in wet mud, looking very curious.

then……

Soon.

Most of the village knows about this.

However, compared to before, the villagers' reaction was much more subdued.

Fugui is going to be on TV again.

It's not a big deal.

We used to go online all the time.

As for the difference between the Spring Festival Gala and other TV appearances, they don't understand.

However, it was only in the following days that people outside heard about this.

They reacted much more strongly than the villagers.

In a short time, the number of letters sent to Chen Ling increased several times over.

Of course.

The advantage is that the actors who were originally going to cast Heiwa Xiaojin in a TV series quickly increased the agreed-upon performance fee by a significant amount.

Originally influenced by animated films.

Heiwa Xiaojin's salary has already increased several levels.

Now I'm going to be on the Spring Festival Gala again.

This guy, if you do the math, it's actually more expensive than hiring some minor celebrities.

But many production teams felt it was worth it.

It turns out that the crew was quite busy during the last three months of the year and hadn't prepared to go to Chenwangzhuang yet, but now they have no choice but to go.

Otherwise, their value will double after the two dogs appear on the Spring Festival Gala.

Therefore, we should find Chen Ling as soon as possible to discuss the matter and sign the agreement.

Chen Ling had no clear understanding of things in the entertainment industry; it was vague to her, and she didn't care.

He has received twice as many letters as usual in the past two days, with more each day.

There was no other way but to put it in the cave to be cleaned up.

At night, he stood in front of the thatched hut in the cave, with letters floating in front of him, swish, swish, swish, passing by his eyes.

It's very fast.

What is impossible in the outside world is easily accomplished in the grotto.

Moreover, he could multitask while sorting through the letters, thinking about other things at the same time.

He thought that if he could get on the CCTV Spring Festival Gala, he would give Liang Yuemin's instant noodles another boost.

For him, instant noodles were not the main purpose.

The main dish he promotes is braised beef noodles, which uses local beef, something he's willing to do.

"It would be great to do a live-streaming sales event during the Spring Festival Gala. It's for our own products anyway, and it can also help local scalpers. We're not afraid of what people say or losing face."

Chen Ling thought to himself that he had already read through a sack of letters, and had only picked out five or six that were about serious business.

Then he untied another burlap sack, and with a wave of his hand, letters floated out, automatically arranging themselves in front of him, rustling and rapidly flipping through them. (End of Chapter)