Yesterday we worked in groups, today we work together, so we can't escape the fate of having to work!
Upon seeing those greenhouses, Yu Qiuchi understood why Zhou Baixi had chosen this place. It was the source of the fruit added to the milk that had taken Yu Qiuchi to the hospital last time.
The man who brought them to the greenhouse today was the one who picked them up in the tractor yesterday; he is the old man's son and the village chief.
He studied agriculture in college and returned to his hometown after graduation. For more than ten years, he has been dedicated to leading the villagers to grow fruit to get rich, but his efforts have been lukewarm until recently when Yu Qiuchi was hospitalized.
"I've picked strawberries and blueberries at plantations before! But I've never picked grapes before!" Yan Qing, holding a bamboo basket, poked a ripe purple grape on the vine with his finger. The grape fell down in fright at his touch.
Yan Qing quickly picked it up: "Would you believe me if I said he was faking an accident?"
The village chief was actually not entirely comfortable handing over the grape greenhouses he had carefully tended to the guests. Although the production team had already paid for them, he still felt a sense of obligation and was worried that the guests would waste the grapes. He couldn't bear to see them ruined in any way, as these were the fruits of his and the villagers' hard work!
He shouted in a loud voice, "Some of these grapes are already ripe, so be careful when picking them. As for the ones that are still green, just skip them and let them grow on the vine for a couple more days."
The village chief taught us very carefully; he lifted up both sides of the greenhouse in advance to ensure ventilation.
"Were the strawberries in the strawberry milk also grown by you, village chief?" Yan Qing asked.
"Yes, the strawberries are from our farm too. They're big and sweet. Don't worry, ours are all-natural, without any hormones or additives!" The village chief quickly said, knowing that a live broadcast was taking place.
"Village chief, do you only supply your fruit to producers? Why don't you sell it yourselves?" Gu Xiaojun asked.
“You don’t know, the market has been bleak these past few years, especially in places like ours. Who can see any potential?” The village chief took off his straw hat. “There are no jobs here, so all the young people have gone to the city. What’s left are the elderly, the weak, the sick, and the disabled. Every family is struggling to make ends meet. It’s so hard to get investment, and some brands are willing to cooperate.”
Xie Tingsi took the bunch of grapes handed to him by the old lady: "Why not try e-commerce? The quality is so good, it should be easy to sell, right?"
"Hey young man, it's not as easy as you make it out to be. We used to do the live streaming you guys love!" An old lady who had finished picking a basket came back to change hers and overheard this: "But we didn't sell many orders, and our village chief even lost a lot of money!"
“Yes, our village chief has it tough! He led us in researching all of this, this variety and that variety. We don’t understand anything, we just know we should follow the village chief’s lead!” an older woman echoed.
“After this live stream, there should be brand collaborations.” Yu Qiuchi understood Zhou Baixi very well; he wouldn’t do anything without a profit.
Jiang Chenzhou took out a bottle of sunscreen spray from his pocket.
"Wow, Zhou Shen even brought sunscreen spray, how thoughtful." Tang Ke wiped the sweat from his face. The temperature inside the greenhouse was even higher than outside, and he was wearing long sleeves today, so he couldn't stand it.
Jiang Chenzhou noticed at the amusement park last time that Yu Qiuchi's skin couldn't stand the sun, and her face turned red in no time. So he specially bought a good sunscreen spray that combines sun protection, repair, and moisturizing.
"Let me spray it for you." Because Yu Qiuchi was holding the basket and it was inconvenient for her, she could only agree. Yu Qiuchi closed her eyes, and a cool spray came down, which was just right in this high temperature.
"Thanks."
"It's okay, I have some moisturizing lotion. Come back with me after you finish picking the grapes and apply some to prevent sunburn."
Yu Qiuchi agreed. This time, he only brought a parasol, and he also didn't usually like to put anything on his face because it felt sticky.
In summer, the temperature inside the shed is unbearable. Yu Qiuchi really admires these older women. Gu Xiaojun's white vest is soaked through, and you can wring water out of it with a gentle squeeze.
"Brother Junxiao, do you want some cold water?" Although it was supposed to be cold water, it had actually been warmed up by the sun.
Gu Xiaojun took the ladle of water handed to him by Yu Qiuchi and simply poured it directly over his head. He had a buzz cut, and after a couple of messy slaps, it would dry in the sun, but his vest was now showing through his flesh, and his abs looked very big!
Yu Qiuchi thought to herself that she should ignore the indecent advances, but she still stole a couple of glances against her conscience, a little envious: "Brother Gu Xiao, how many years have you been working on your abs?"
"It's easy to practice. If you stick to it every day, it's very easy to master. If you want to practice, I can teach you!"
Yu Qiuchi refused without even thinking; he could never become like Gu Xiaojun in his entire life.
Gu Xiaojun has thick eyebrows and regular features. He is quite tall, with a straight posture and broad shoulders, giving off a sense of security. At first glance, he exudes a righteous aura, but once you get to know his personality, you'll find that he also has a bit of a roguish charm.
"Brother Junxiao, do you have a lot of suitors?"
"Yes, so will you pursue her?" Gu Xiaojun asked with a smile.
"Qiu Chi, you guys are actually slacking off here!" Yan Qing ran over, his face flushed, clearly feeling quite hot. He saw the ladle in Yu Qiu Chi's hand: "I want some cold water too!"
Yan Qing splashed some water on her face, then said after a moment, "These elderly ladies and gentlemen are amazing! It's so hot, and they're still picking!"
“Because they have to support their families,” Yu Qiuchi replied.
Yan Qing, completely disregarding his image, sat directly on the mound of earth at Yu Qiuchi's feet.
Gu Xiaojun, who was interrupted, was not angry. He raised an eyebrow at Yu Qiuchi and then went back into the shed to pick grapes.
Song Yaozhuo is definitely a good employee. He just buries himself in his work, neither slacking off nor complaining. He picks grapes until the very end. The only downside is that he is too meticulous. The grapes in the basket are really neatly arranged, which takes a lot of time!
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