Dong Ming is not the only one who wants to come here to retire.

Mr. Huo was also ready to make a move.

He asked: "I heard that they are integrating rural industries here. Will this be a village in the future?"

"Yes, but there is no clear answer right now. We just hear some rumors. Tourism is developing in Dongyang, and houses are being built." Wang Yanmei said, taking out a few sweet potatoes from the basket she had just brought back, and asked everyone, "Lunch will be served in a while, do you want to eat?"

Mr. Huo hasn't seen this thing in person for many years. In his memory, it was only a thing from his childhood.

It is difficult for a steady adult to say "I want to eat" in someone else's home.

Therefore, only Xu Qingzhi actively responded: "Eat, eat, eat. Did you buy this at the market today?"

"Your Aunt Wang gave it to her. She grew it in her own field. She said she planted it late this year, so she's only harvesting it now. Last time, her son and daughter-in-law came back from the state capital with their one-month-old baby, I went to the field to pick some celery for her and gave her two eggs." said Wang Yanmei.

Xu Qingzhi picked a smaller one and washed it under the faucet.

This fresh yam is covered with yellow mud spots. If it is not washed clean, the mud spots will stain the white flesh once it is torn off.

Don't ask Xu Qingzhi why he knows.

When I was a kid, I was always in a hurry to eat and didn’t care about what I ate.

When she was a child, she never washed the yam and just tore it directly. It was fine if it was the kind that could be torn smoothly into a piece at a time. But some yam would break when torn, so she had to tear it from the other side, and then it would break again. The flesh would be covered with mud, and sometimes there would still be some yellow spots even after washing.

Xu Qingzhi hates this kind of hard-to-tear yam the most.

Wang Yanmei washed it, tore off the skin, cut it into pieces, and took it out.

Xu Qingzhi tore it apart and then ate the whole thing.

Wang Yanmei saw this, frowned, and ordered her: "You don't eat like a girl, at least use a knife to cut it."

At the table, Dong Ming tasted a piece and asked curiously, "Is this also a new variety of sweet potato in your village?"

"Ah?" Wang Yanmei turned around in surprise and said, "No, this is the only variety of yam."

Dong Ming said: "This is the first time I've eaten spicy yam. The taste is really different from what I remember. It's very special."

Wang Yanmei slapped her head and reacted belatedly.

"Hey, I just used a kitchen knife to cut peppers, look what you did."

Mr. Huo laughed, "Hahaha, spicy yam is not bad either."

Only the sweet potato that Xu Qingzhi was chewing was spared from the harm of the kitchen knife.

After all, I ate spicy watermelon and spicy melon more than once or twice when I was a child.

If you chew a whole yam, it becomes difficult to chew in the middle, so just break it with both hands, then take half in each hand and eat it. It is very convenient to eat.

This yam tastes crisp, dry and sweet, and has the unique flavor of yam.

The taste is the same as the yam she remembered from her childhood, so she always ate yam as fruit when she was young.

Ms. Wang used to buy yam for cooking. It tasted good when stir-fried with meat, but Xu Qingzhi felt that it was not as delicious as when eaten raw.

So every time Ms. Wang bought four or five yam, enough to fry for two meals, in the end there was only enough for one meal. On the day they were bought, Xu Qingzhi and her brother would finish two or three.

Xu Qingzhi liked to eat it, so he thought: "I'll plant some next year. When should I plant the yam?"

"We have to wait until around April, May or June. Yam seeds need high temperatures to germinate, so it won't work in February or March." Wang Yanmei had never planted one, but she had been exposed to such an environment since she was a child, so she naturally knew more than Xu Qing.

Just like, children nowadays are not exposed to these things and don’t even know what a watermelon seedling looks like.

When Xu Qingzhi was a child, he used to pick up vegetable seedlings from the garbage dump and transplant them for fun.

Wang Yanmei checked the time on her phone. "It's already eleven o'clock. It's time to make lunch. Your dad has gone to the mountain to look after the fruit trees. He should be back soon."

Ms. Wang went to the kitchen to busy herself.

Dong Ming and Mr. Huo went to sit under the persimmon tree in a familiar manner.

Xu Qingzhi took out his mobile phone and opened the shopping app to buy seeds.

Bought the seeds.

Xu Qingzhi remembered that he had posted a job opening in the local recruitment website before, so he went to take a look, but only received a few sporadic inquiries.

Some of the inquiries were made by children on behalf of their mothers, because their mothers did not know how to look for jobs online and were also locals of Meicheng.

Unfortunately, they all had no experience. Although they all expressed their willingness to learn, Xu Qingzhi himself didn't know how to do it, so how could he teach them?

Moreover, perhaps because the salary of 4,000 was not high and it required local people with experience, she only wrote a farm without marking it clearly.

Maybe people even think there are safety risks.

That’s why we only received a few expressions of interest.

Xu Qingzhi re-optimized the recruitment requirements, adding the word "rich king" in front of the farm, and the work location: Taoshui Village.

There is still no restriction on academic qualifications. Candidates must have experience in taking care of dairy cows and being able to milk cows. Women are preferred. People from Meicheng, especially those near Taoshui Village, are preferred. The salary is 5,000 yuan.

After sending the message, she put the phone back into her pocket.

Grandpa brought over another fish. He had just caught it today. He didn’t even go home. He just came over with the fishing rod and bucket.

But it aroused the fishing spirit in Mr. Huo and Dong Ming.

The three old men decided to go fishing together in the afternoon.

There happened to be three fishing rods at home, one for each person. -Star City.

Xia Qin finished her work for today, saw that it was time to get off work, turned off the computer and prepared to leave.

The leader passed by with a cup of tea in his hand and said with a sarcastic smile: "Hey, you are the pioneer again today."

Xia Qin was born in a peaceful family. Whenever she encountered such a situation, she would not choke others, but her mind would go blank and her words would choke.

She just clenched the bag in her hand and forced a smile, "See you next Monday."

Then I left the company, which was on the 30th floor. It was rush hour and I might not get an elevator even if I waited for half an hour.

She could only walk up the stairs to the 18th floor, as the elevators here operated on high and low floors.

The 18th floor is the starting floor of the high-rise elevator, so you can wait for the elevator below to stop at the 18th floor and then squeeze in to go down.

She squeezed in with great difficulty, but the boy behind her was unlucky because the elevator was overloaded, so the boy had to back out and wait for the next one.

Xia Qin walked out of the office building. She was very hungry, so she went to the store next door and bought a bun. One bun cost three yuan, which was very expensive.

Eating a bun while waiting for the bus.

Winter is here, and it gets dark earlier than before. It is already dark now.

I got on the bus and as expected there were no seats.

She didn't like sharing a house with others, but her salary of 3,500 yuan didn't allow her to afford to rent a house near her company, so she spent 800 yuan to rent a one-bedroom apartment farther away. Fortunately, there was a direct bus, so the 50-minute drive each way every day was not too tiring.

She works in new media promotion for a dairy company. Her daily tasks are to write articles, maintain new media accounts, and sometimes do customer service work.

I studied Android development in college, but I didn’t even understand Java when I graduated, so I never thought about developing in that direction.

Fortunately, the dairy company is also a large enterprise and the work is stable.

I joined the company as an intern after graduating from college. At that time, my salary was only 2,000 yuan. Later, it increased to 2,500 yuan, and then to 3,500 yuan. It is expected to increase to 4,500 yuan next year.

It was already after seven o'clock when I got home.

She opened the refrigerator and took a look at the vegetables inside: tomatoes, eggplants, and beans.

But the tiredness from work made her lose the motivation to cook. She closed the refrigerator, picked up the kettle beside her, boiled a pot of water, and soaked a pack of instant noodles.

She would add a piece of ham and a leaf of lettuce to the instant noodles, so that it would be nutritionally complete.

(End of this chapter)