When the female supporting role has a beauty system

Chapter 1287 Farm Owner 40
Zhang Xiang immediately agreed: "No problem. If we take it back and process it ourselves, there will inevitably be too many people watching. It would be best if you could do it all at once. How much is the labor fee?"

Hu Feng calculated for a moment: "One hundred catties of flour would cost about two catties of wheat in labor."

Zhang Xiang nodded: "Okay, I'll take 200 jin of flour first."

Once it happened, it happened again. Almost the entire third team ordered flour from Tan You. Hu Feng and his friends managed to find work for themselves on the farm without even leaving the farm.

The mill was built right by the river, and the stone mill was powered by the rushing water, so it no longer needed small leaves or grass stems to operate.

Tan You harvested far more than 40 tons of wheat this time; Minister Huang took 30 tons, leaving more than ten tons remaining. The third team combined only consumed about 3 tons.

However, Tan You has decided not to sell any more grain, at least not until the C87 wheat harvest. Now that she has people to feed, she can no longer just store enough for her own needs.

Even if she could induce planting at any time.

After the wheat harvest at C88, Tan You did not plant the fertile weeds this time. Instead, she made more than a dozen trips back and forth in the mountains with mutated plants such as small grass stems and small leaves, bringing back a lot of humus.

If you want crops to grow well, you must nourish the soil.

Days passed by, and the New Year was fast approaching. Even after the great catastrophe, the traditional festival of Spring Festival was still preserved. Even alone, Tan You could live her life like a poem.

Starting from the 20th of the twelfth lunar month, Tan You began to get busy. She and the farm workers started making rice cakes, tofu, steamed buns, fried meatballs, and so on, and they were very happy to be busy.

She even had the leisure to make two sets of clothes for Doumi, Feibai, and Dansha, and as for the mutated plants, she hung small red lanterns on their branches.

"Flip it over, this bowl of glutinous rice cakes is almost ready." Hu Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead, never feeling that any New Year was as lively as this.

"Alright! Master Lin made a lot of glutinous rice cakes. When will we finish eating them? When do you think we'll be able to go back?" A worker who was helping to flip the rice cakes turned them over, glanced at the other people busy in the courtyard, and lowered his voice.

Hu Feng smirked: "That's the forestry owner's business. We just need to follow his instructions."

His tone was stern: "The forestry owner has taken care of us, but we can't take it for granted. We've already received a lot of help from others during this time, we can't be greedy."

The man who spoke said awkwardly, "Brother Feng, I was just saying it casually, and things got a little out of hand. Of course I know that the forest owner takes care of us, please don't take it to heart."

Hu Feng laughed and said, "No, I was just saying that in a moment of inspiration. The jobs here are in high demand, everyone wants to come."

The man immediately composed himself. Indeed, he had worked on the farm for nearly two months, and although his family's circumstances hadn't skyrocketed overnight, they were certainly much better than before.

At the very least, everyone in the family looked much better, clearly indicating that they had some surplus food. Although they did odd jobs on the farm, the benefits truly reached their loved ones.

On the farm, they can conserve their own food rations, but vegetables are plentiful. Where else can you find such a good deal if you leave the farm?

This is true for all the workers on the farm; there are quite a few people watching them. If someone wants to quit, plenty of others will be ready to take their place in no time.

Hu Feng's words sent a chill down everyone's spines, but also strengthened their resolve to stay on the farm. The most important thing when working on a farm is to keep your mouth shut and know how to be content. Tan You saw their conversation through the beauty system; she smiled slightly, lowered her eyes, and continued stirring the minced meat.

She understood the fickle nature of human nature; at most, she would kick the other person off the farm when their mind wavered—it wasn't a big deal to her. It would be best if the other person could remain calm.

After finishing making rice cakes, Tan You started frying meatballs. Although the piglets on the farm were still young, Minister Huang still sent Tan You New Year's gifts, mainly various kinds of pork, beef, and mutton.

He knew that Tan You had plenty of vegetables, but what he lacked was various kinds of meat.

His gift truly touched Tan You's heart. Tan You became quite busy as a result, mainly frying various kinds of meatballs, tofu balls, and shredded radish balls this afternoon.

The oil is produced on the farm, the tofu is homemade, and the radishes are also grown in the fields. Therefore, Tan You doesn't feel bad about using too much oil when making these fried foods, and by evening she had fried out two large baskets of them.

It's no exaggeration to say there were two huge baskets. Apart from a small bowl of meatballs, the rest were tofu balls and shredded radish balls.

"Today is the last day of work before the New Year," Tan You put down the ladle, clapped her hands, and gathered everyone together: "The farm will officially start work on the sixth day of the first lunar month."

"It's getting late, so I won't keep you any longer. Now let's distribute the festival gifts: six catties of tofu balls, six catties of shredded radish balls, 20 catties of soybean oil, and 100 catties of flour for each person."

"20 jin of seasonal vegetables, 50 jin of fish and meat, 20 eggs, 30 jin of tofu. Two rice cakes per person, 2 jin of glutinous rice cakes per person, and 5 jin of strawberries per person."

"Will your wages be converted into general points or into food?"

Hu Feng didn't hesitate: "If I exchange it for grain, can I exchange it all for flour?"

Tan You raised an eyebrow: "Sure, but you'll need to grind the flour yourself. Is there any flour left in the warehouse?"

Hu Feng took out his notebook: "We have ground a total of 5 tons of flour during this period. Zhang Xiang and his group bought 3 tons. There are currently 2 tons of flour left in the warehouse."

Tan You laughed and said, "Okay, then let's exchange it for flour at the market price."

"Can you take all this stuff back with you?"

Hu Feng nodded: "Li Yong said he'll drive a truck over in a bit and help us take these things back."

Seeing that Hu Feng had made a decision, the others naturally followed suit. Sometimes, you don't need to be very smart; just knowing how to follow the crowd is enough.

Speaking of Li Yong and the others, Tan You thought of the New Year's gifts she had prepared for them: "Are Brother Yong and the others also going to rest starting tomorrow?"

Hu Feng knew that Tan You was not familiar with the legion's rules, so he explained it to her in more detail: "There is no holiday during the New Year. Apart from daily patrol duties, everyone stays in the legion."

Tan You nodded; "I understand. Since Li Yong is coming over, let's have him take the New Year's gifts back with him, so they don't have to make a special trip later."

Even though Hu Feng was her worker, she knew Li Yong and Chen Xiaojun the earliest, and Tan You was naturally closer to Li Yong and the others. Therefore, she would definitely include them in her New Year's gifts.