The two chickens on other tables had already been swarmed by workers and snatched away.

Next, each table received a plate of cold cucumbers and a large bowl of cabbage soup. Everyone’s fighting power was really scary. Grandpa Ali’s family, young and old, were stunned to see it.

Yi Chun and Xia Xing smiled sheepishly and praised their skills. Grandpa Ali smiled after hearing this.

After lunch, everyone took a short break and started working again.

Grandpa Ali's family also came to help, and Ajia sang folk songs happily while passing bricks.

Like a lark, it sings beautifully but doesn’t know what it is singing?

Ayin picked up the shovel and stirred the sand and dust vigorously. The three boys, like slugs, were working without hesitation at all. They were delivering red bricks expressly.

Everyone was very busy, and various voices were mixed with singing, which was a unique experience.

With the participation of Grandpa Ali's family, the speed is much faster, and the national work is very powerful.

Ayin, Ajia actually works faster than an adult. Those boys, like slugs, work much better than Yi Chun, which makes Yi Chun admiration.

The sun moved slowly from the center to the west, setting quietly little by little.

Yichun's large pig pens and chicken pens have been built and fenced in. It's really a blast when everyone adds firewood!

Xia Xingxing took everyone with him, waved to Grandpa Ali’s family, called it a day and went home.

Yi Chun smiled happily and thanked Grandpa Ali's family. Ajia and the three slugs were waving to him desperately, and Ayin looked at Yi Chun with a smile.

These children are so pure. A chicken wing or a chicken foot won their hearts, and they actually developed a liking for Yi Chun.

When Yi Chun was about to leave with everyone, they reluctantly walked for a while and watched Yi Chun leave.

Yi Chun returned to the door of Old Man Luo's house, removed two chickens from his space mind, and instantly went in with two chickens in his hands.

Wei Jing saw it and took it happily.

"Xiaochun, where did you get the chicken?"

Yi Chun smiled and said: "Aunt Wei, I got the fish in exchange for it."

Wei Jing asked again: "Are you fishing again today?"

"What should I do if I don't fish? I'm not familiar with the place, I don't have meat tickets, and I can't buy meat. Zhu Qing needs to supplement his nutrition. Aunt Wei, kill both of them." Yi Chun smiled playfully.

"Okay, I'm really sorry for you. It's great to have you, Zhu Qing." Wei Jing said while killing the chicken.

Old Man Luo has a good eye and has already boiled water.

After a while, the water boiled. Wei Jing took two ladles of boiling water, poured it on the chicken, quickly plucked the feathers, cut open the belly, took out the internal organs, chopped the chicken, washed it, and put it in the pot to simmer.

Old man Luo is helping to add firewood and watch the fire.

Yi Chun was tired for a day and lay on the bed to sleep.

When he woke up, Yi Chun looked outside and saw that it was already dark.

Old Man Luo continued to add firewood, and the chicken was already cooked. He opened the lid of the pot, scooped up all the chicken and chicken soup in a large basin, and brought it to the table.

Wei Jing's craftsmanship is good, and the aroma of the chicken soup wafts far away.

Old Man Luo washed the pot and poured in oil. Wei Jing quickly washed the chicken intestines, chicken livers, chicken hearts, etc. and poured them into the pot, stir-fried for a few minutes, and added a ladle of water.

When the water boiled, Wei Jing poured in the chicken blood, and after a while, she made a delicious dish.

Yi Ping has already come back and is setting out the dishes.

"Xiaochun, it's time to eat." Yi Ping shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Here, sister, when did you come back?" Yi Chun said as he walked out.

"I've been back a long time ago. I saw you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't call you." Yi Ping brought the rice to the table.

Wei Jing carried a large bowl of chicken blood and chicken offal and placed it on the table. Old Man Luo put the Chinese medicine on the stove and added fire to boil the Chinese medicine.

The fragrant chicken is mouth-watering. Each person has a chicken thigh. Yi Chun puts it into their bowls and everyone happily eats it.

After a while, the chicken was gone and the soup was all gone. Fortunately, Old Man Luo left some chicken soup, otherwise Zhu Qing would have no chicken soup for dinner!

Yi Chun poured half a cup of medicine: "Aunt Wei, you carry the chicken soup, and I carry the Chinese medicine. Let's go see Zhu Qing together."

Wei Jing smiled and nodded.

Yi Ping and Old Man Luo smiled and followed them out.

Zhu Qing could smell the aroma of chicken from a distance, and he looked at Wei Jing happily.

"Mom, do you have chicken soup today?"

"Boy, you have a pretty good nose."

Yi Chun joked.

"Yi Chun bought the chicken from fishing today, Zhu Qing, you are in for a treat."

Wei Jing said with a smile.

Zhu Qing sat up, took the Chinese medicine from Yi Chun's hand, and drank it all in one breath.

He took Wei Jing’s chicken soup and finished it.

Yi Chun helped him moxibustion for more than an hour, while Yi Ping watched carefully.

She thinks Yi Chun's technique is very professional. She has never heard that Yi Chun has studied medicine. How come he knows more than her who went to medical school and actually uses moxibustion?

How many secrets does her brother have? How many abilities does he have?

Yi Ping's eyes were full of curiosity and respect.

Old Man Luo and Wei Jing were chatting.

The next morning, Yi Chun moved 80 pigs from his space mind and placed them in the pig pen of Qingshui Farm. There were also 20,000 kilograms of pig feed in Yi Chun's space.

One hundred chickens were moved into the chicken pen, and two hundred thousand pineapple seedlings were moved next to the pig pen. Then, they went to the farm director's office.

Xia Xing saw him coming and hurriedly asked Secretary Zhao to make tea. Yi Chun waved his hand: "Business is about business first. It won't be too late to make tea later."

After saying that, he took Xia Xing to the pig pen.

"Dad, Mom asked you to buy salt and go home at noon. There is no salt at home."

At this time, a clear voice sounded. A fourteen or five-year-old girl finished speaking and turned around to leave. Yi Chun didn't see clearly. She only felt that she had a good figure and was taller than Yi Chun. This was Xia Xiaolan, the eldest daughter of Xia Xia Xing.

"I know." Xia Xing said with a smile.

Xia Xing and Yi Chun walked to the pig pen together. Looking at the eighty pigs jumping around, he said happily: "That's great, thank you, Xiao Chun."

I saw a lot of things next to me and asked, "What is this?"

"There are 20,000 kilograms of pig feed here, two cents per kilogram." Yi Chun said.

"What's the use of pig feed?" Xia Xing asked modestly.

"Pigs are raised scientifically and are ready for slaughter in three months. It is enough for one person to raise. Eighty pigs require about 50,000 kilograms of feed." Yi Chun said patiently.

Xia Xingxing was worried: "Where can I buy feed from now on?"

Yi Chun chuckled: "This is simple, just build a feed processing plant."

When Xia Xing heard this, it made sense.

"But I don't know how to do it? What recipe is needed?"

"Don't worry, this feed is made according to my formula. You only need to build a big factory first."

"There are 200,000 pineapple seedlings next to the pig pen. Click on the 100 chickens in the chicken pen."

Secretary Zhao quickly led people to count the pine seedlings and carry them up the mountain. The mountain was densely packed with people standing everywhere. It was estimated that there were hundreds of people. It would take two or three days to plant them all.
Chapter completed!