When I got back, Uncle Li’s eldest son, Li Shizhu, had already returned and had prepared dinner.

Uncle Li pulled his eldest son and Yan Mofei into the room and closed the door to prevent anyone from taking pictures.

Then Li Shizhu's wailing was heard from inside.

It’s hard to imagine that a man in his fifties could cry like this.

When they came out again, Li Shizhu's attitude towards Yan Mofei became extremely respectful.

It is hard not to suspect that Yan Mofei is the head of some organization. He is brainwashed too quickly.

But it was not until everyone sat down at the table that Li Shizhu brought out the dishes he had cooked, somewhat awkwardly.

There was only one dish of stir-fried pork with chili peppers, the meat was obviously overcooked, and the two stir-fried vegetables were overcooked.

Li Shizhu was a little embarrassed: "Usually my wife cooks at home, but she's gone back to her parents' home for something recently. Please don't mind if my cooking skills aren't very good."

Yang Xiaoli frowned as she looked at the three dishes. She had lived with Yan Mofei for a long time, and her taste had become quite picky. However, as long as the food was cooked to a decent standard, she could still swallow it.

But these dishes were to be eaten by her boss, and she was the first to disagree.

"Brother Li, do you have any other dishes at home? How about I cook for you and you can try my cooking skills?"

This may seem a bit impolite, but Li Shizhu pushed his dishes aside and said excitedly, "There are a lot of vegetables in the refrigerator, all prepared by my wife in advance. After all, I'm usually busy, so I don't have time to buy groceries, so she prepared half a month's worth of food for me."

"There are some vegetables on the ground, all picked today. There's also a vegetable patch in the back where we grow our own vegetables. Take a look and see if you need anything, and I'll help you pull them out."

It is obvious that even he himself dislikes the dishes he cooks.

He had eaten this extremely unpalatable dish several times in the past two days and he almost vomited.

He had heard from the villagers about this girl's live broadcast, saying that she was a very good cook and the dishes she made were so delicious. He took a look at it and almost drooled.

Look, he was so eager to let the production crew help him plow the fields. He had a selfish motive.

If he could be assigned to Yang Xiaoli's group, he would be in for a treat. Unexpectedly, his wish came true.

Not only is this boss the benefactor of his family, but this little girl is also about to become the benefactor of his stomach.

Yang Xiaoli took a look at the ingredients and found them to be quite complete.

"These chickens and ducks were all fed by my wife herself. She killed a few before returning to her parents' home and took some of them to her parents' home."

"And these meats are all pork raised by the villagers themselves."

"The eggs are laid by our own chickens, so you can use them as you like, girl."

Yang Xiaoli smiled happily: "Then I won't be polite."

She was quick and nimble, and quickly made a plate of fried vermicelli with local chicken, a plate of stir-fried pork, a bowl of minced meat and egg soup, and a bowl of stir-fried vegetables.

The meal consists of three dishes and one soup, perfect for four people.

The chicken is first stewed until soft and then stir-fried with vermicelli. Both are soft and tasty. The stir-fried pork is obviously different from the one made by Li Shizhu, and looks fresh and fragrant.

Uncle Li was still wondering if the little girl would be too tired, and the next second he made the decision that Yang Xiaoli would cook all the meals from now on.

So, this group not only conquered the hearts of the two villagers, but also successfully conquered their stomachs.

The situation in the other groups was not so good.

Although Mi Zhen had been working much more swiftly after a few days of training, she was still a rich girl after all. Ling Qingzhu, the best actress, had little to do except filming.

The two received the task of helping Aunt Wang raise chickens.

When they saw the chicken coop in front of them, they were so shocked that their mouths were wide open.

I thought there were only a dozen or so chickens, but it was clearly a chicken farm. There were hundreds of chickens in it.

Shenniu Village is vast and sparsely populated, making it a great place to develop these industries.

Aunt Wang’s chickens are free-range chickens, which are kept in a pen outside and raised in the mountains.

Mi Zhen and Ling Qingzhu's tasks were to feed the animals, clean up the garbage, and help pick up the eggs that were laid somewhere unknown.

Although the chickens are raised in the mountains and are free-range, they occupy a large area. But there are still many chickens.

The smell of chicken shit from these chickens was enough to make the two of them drink a pot of wine.

The two had to wear masks and dress warmly to enter.

Problems arose on the first day.

There were just too many chickens, and free-range chickens were quite wild.

From time to time, a chicken would suddenly pop out from the bushes to scare them, or fight with other chickens, flapping their wings and pecking everywhere. There were even chickens hiding in the trees, then suddenly swooping down to give them a big surprise.

The two often screamed in fear and then quickly fled the scene.

Feeding is relatively simple. Just scatter the food in the designated place and they will come to eat it by themselves.

Cleaning is done with a frown on one's face and a feeling of nausea.

Picking eggs is their biggest job.

This area is really too big. Even though there are other workers there, the area belonging to them is not small either. The two of them have to watch out for chickens, insects, grass and trees, otherwise they will easily cut themselves.

The ground was uneven and they had to walk carefully.

Just now, Mi Zhen accidentally stepped on empty air while trying to pick up an egg, fell to the ground, and slid down the slope.

It was Ling Qingzhu who was quick to grab her, otherwise she would have suffered more.

After a day of raising chickens, the two delicate girls had chicken feathers stuck on their heads and bodies, and they were full of the smell of chicken shit.

They didn't feel disgusted when they smelled it.

Fortunately, Aunt Wang did not dislike their performance at all. She not only praised them for their hard work and dedication, but also killed a chicken and fried eggs for them.

He even paid them a salary of 100 yuan, which made them flattered.

He said he would continue to work hard and study hard.

Yu Xiuming and Yu Ruirui were also facing problems. They were helping Grandma Zhu plant vegetables, but Grandma Zhu had a bad back and couldn't bend over for long periods of time, so she could only give instructions and let Yu Xiuming do the work.

Digging holes, sowing seeds, applying fertilizer, filling soil, etc. Yu Ruirui was young and in good health, so Yu Xiuming naturally didn't want her to be too tired, so those things basically fell on him alone.

Yu Xiuming had to work all day, bent over with a hoe, carrying manure and fertilizer. He was so busy that his back couldn't straighten and his calves were shaking.

Yu Ruirui helped with the sowing of seeds and filling of soil. At the end, she also helped Yu Xiuming massage his waist, which made Yu Xiuming feel very relieved.

Yu Lian was much happier, just wielding a hoe. Considering their age and the fact that they were both national-level singers, they were given few tasks to do. They could even sit down and rest from time to time, drink water, and eat fruit. It was a very comfortable job.

Zhang Xinjie and her brother were also very good. They were already used to farm work. With their guidance, building a house was no problem. Apart from being a little tired, there was nothing wrong with it.

The most pitiful couple are Zhong Yi and Fang Qiaoyun.