Hao Heng had planned to go back and bring a group of people over after signing the contract. When he got up in the morning, he heard the noise downstairs. When he looked up and saw the hustle and bustle on the street, he decided to stay for another day.

Strolling along the street stalls, listening to the stall owners' shouts and customers' bargaining, the atmosphere is very lively.

Then he heard about the various amusement facilities at the food station. He was not interested in fishing in the park or the suspension bridge, nor was he interested in the post station. What interested him was the piglet training.

In the past three years, the pork sold at 30 yuan per catty by Mr. Xiao in Beijing has been in short supply, but no one dared to sue him for price gouging because he was unwilling to sell it and was forced to buy it by others at the price of 30 yuan per catty.

Hao Heng had never bought any pork before, and he wanted to see how pork became so popular.

He had also seen the video, and since he was here this time and happened to be there, he might as well see it with his own eyes!

When Zhou Xiang and his friends arrived, there were already four long queues in front of the pigpen.

Zhou Xiang frowned. Two batches of piglet training simply couldn't accommodate so many people.

"Lv Jing, go tell the people at the end of the team that they won't be able to catch up with the morning group."

"yes."

The tourists were driven away and were reluctant to leave. "Bodyguard Lu, we can carry our children and see the place, so we don't have much space."

"That's right! The child is unhappy because he hasn't been seen for two weeks."

"Yeah, yeah! Please be flexible!"

Lü Jing came back to report the situation, and Zhou Xiang shook his head, "It's not safe. Ask them to watch the afternoon show. Record their names and addresses, and call out their names during the first show this afternoon."

"yes."

When the tourists heard that this was possible, they left their addresses and names without hesitation and took their children to play other things first.

Hao Heng walked out of the line and said, "Boss Zhou, why don't you make an appointment in advance? So that we don't have to wait in line."

"It's free to visit, do I need a dedicated person on the phone?"

"I think you can leave it to the tourists themselves and let them solve it themselves. You just need to tell them how many father-son or mother-son pairs you want to accept for each session."

"We've thought about it and tried it, but we never implemented it because people would disrupt it or have something else happen."

It would be great if there was a mobile reservation app like those in later generations, where you could just swipe your ID card to get in.

Hao Heng had no other choice. There were too many people in small places who didn't pay attention to their credit.

"I'll go in with you. I don't have any children to take care of."

Zhou Xiang pointed at the five children on his side and said, "I can lend you one. Don't you want to experience what it's like to queue?"

"In no mood!"

Hao Heng quickly refused. He had just queued up when he was chased away by many people, who said that he didn't have a child with him and was not allowed to queue up.

If he brings another child from the Zhou family, who is known to everyone, to queue up, he will definitely be regarded as a fool.

When everyone was about to enter the pigpen, they heard someone calling Mr. Hao.

Zhou Xiang knew who it was without even turning around, "Mr. Hao, answer him quickly!"

She learned the three words "Ren Ya" from the voice behind her. When she did this, everyone laughed to death because she was really not suitable for this style.

"Miss Zhou."

Another male voice made Hao Heng laugh, "Hey, where's Miss Zhou?"

Zhou Xiang glanced at him sideways, then turned around and said, "Master Kong."

In the past three years, no matter how prosperous the pigpen was, Kong Qianchen had never been there because the pigpen itself was dirty and smelly. In addition, he was embarrassed to come, and visitors had to bring their children with them.

Just then, Qianfeng said that she saw the Zhou family heading south together, and they could follow them in.

He was tempted, so he followed Qianfeng's suggestion and came to see what was so special about the hotly-discussed pig pen in the town.

"We are not qualified to go in and see. Can we follow Miss Zhou?"

Zhou Xiang glanced at Hao Heng. Could she possibly say she couldn't bring someone else? It was all this troublemaker's fault. However, seeing Kong Qianfeng staring at him, Zhou Xiang felt relieved. At least this person was still somewhat useful. "Okay, let's go!"

A group of 13 people entered the pigpen. The pigpen was clean and odorless, which surprised Kong Qianchen and made Kong Qianfeng frown. "It stinks in here!"

Zhou Xiang chuckled, "Master Kong, there's something wrong with your sister's sense of smell."

Kong Qianfeng glared at Zhou Xiang angrily, "This is a pigsty, how can it smell good?"

Zhou Xiang waved his hand and said, "I don't talk to idiots. Master Kong, handle it yourself!"

Then she took the children to feed the piglets. Of course, she had to pay for the feed because the amount of feed in stock was limited, and this was also to prevent the breeders from secretly embezzling money.

She pays a high salary and gets a commission on feed, but it can't stop people from being greedy! So, it's better to have a count of the inventory.

Normally, the five children often came to play and feed the animals. Zhou Xiang thought they should be tired of it, but when she saw her nephew's excitement and the looks of other children, she understood that this was a little competition among the children.

At home, Yan'er never compares himself with his younger brothers and sisters. I didn't expect that when he went out, he would have his own little thoughts. That's good, as long as he is like a normal child.

One parent, who only had the money to buy a bag of feed for the child, stood next to Zhou Yan with a long wooden spoon and said, "Brother, can I help you feed the baby?"

Zhou Yan looked up at his aunt, and when he saw her nod, he stuffed a bag of feed in his hand into the fat boy's hand.

The fat boy thought he could get a little bit and feed it again, but he was stuffed with a bag of food. "Brother, this feed is very expensive. I will just pour a little bit for you."

Zhou Yan shook his head, "I've given it all to you, let's feed it together!"

"Okay, okay! You're so nice, brother."

The fat boy's parents looked at Zhou Xiang awkwardly, "Miss Zhou, I..."

Zhou Xiang waved his hand and said, "It's okay. It's better for children not to be extravagant. You're teaching them this way. The children can experience the joy of feeding and also know how to save feed."

The parent was even more embarrassed, "But he took your nephew's."

"It's okay. Children have innocent minds. Leave them alone and let them get along on their own."

Indeed, Zhou Yanzheng and the fat boy laughed out loud, "Little brother, the feeding posture is wrong, it should be like this..."

The fat boy was surprised, "You are really amazing, you didn't spill any of it."

"Of course, my grandfather taught me."

"Your grandfather? He can feed pigs?"

"Yes, yes! My grandfather used to feed pigs here. The pigs he fed were this big."

Zhou Yan stretched out his hands to show how big the pig was.

"Wow! Your grandpa is really amazing. My grandpa said the pigpen was the dirtiest and smelliest. I asked him to come and see it, but he didn't even bother to come."

"We don't understand the adult world. We just need to enjoy watching it. There's no need to argue with adults."

"Well, what you said makes a lot of sense!"

Outside the pigpen, a whistle blew. Zhou Yan dropped what he was holding and said, "Auntie, the piglets are about to leave the pen."

Zhou Xiang followed his nephew's wishes and said, "If you want to open the door, just help me!"

"Okay!"

Zhou Yan reached into the pigpen and opened the latch of the pigpen door with his backhand.

"Wow! Brother, aren't you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid! The piglet is very well behaved. Don't move. Just watch its movements."