Mr. Guo looked at everyone and announced his decision.
"Everyone's cooking skills are great. As for me, I have a rather picky palate and only eat what I like. I still prefer the dishes made by this little Yuzhi!"
Finger finger money happy.
Everyone's face had an expression of "as expected".
When chefs compete in their skills, laymen just watch the excitement while experts watch the details.
In fact, as soon as the young man started, they could tell that he had some skills that he had learned since he was a child.
It's just a little unfamiliar.
Mr. Guo saw that everyone's expressions were relatively calm.
I thought I couldn’t let everyone make a trip for nothing to cook for him.
He told Xiao Li: "Li, give them five dollars each. They came all the way here, so we'll cover their round-trip fare!"
He then bowed to everyone and said, "Thank you all for your support. Thank you for your hard work!"
What I mean is, it’s okay, you can take the money and leave!
Wait until everyone has left.
Qian Huan stepped forward again, "Mr. Guo, my master's wife is Su Zhiqing.
I made an agreement with her that from now on, whatever food she has, I will provide for her.
My master's wife has never traded these things with anyone else."
What I mean is that I am somewhat related, not just because I cook delicious food.
Saying that no one has ever exchanged with Su Ruobai is actually a bit of an exaggeration!
Country people, who doesn’t have a private plot of land?
If you already have it in your own land, why spend money to buy it from others!
What, you said the taste is different!
My God, it’s good enough to be able to eat.
What's wrong with wanting to eat imperial food and be like an emperor?
When the old man heard this, he became even more satisfied with the young man Qian Huan.
I first gave him a month's worth of food money, and agreed that the salary would be paid monthly.
On the first day of each month, wages for the previous month are paid.
Mr. Guo is satisfied with everything.
Uncle Xiao was so scared that his head was about to explode.
Several production team leaders came to him and asked him for corn seeds.
It’s okay if you don’t have it, but you have to tell me where it comes from.
It buzzed around Uncle Xiao Er all day long.
My head is about to explode.
Finally, I can't tell the truth.
Someone took a step back.
Order corn seeds.
Even if they are in large fields, they cannot make it. The county has to allocate seeds.
It’s okay to have your own private plot of land!
The result is no!
“Why not!”
Those with bad tempers get anxious!
Why are the people in Shangwan Village so selfish!
Corn seeds, you planted good ones, but you didn’t tell them.
That's fine.
It’s not the right time now anyway.
It's useless to have seeds!
However, I thought it would be possible to sell the grown corn to them as seeds, but it turned out not to be possible!
This is too inhumane!
"That's right, Lao Xiao, why not? We've known each other for so many years, just think of it as helping a brother, okay?"
"Old Xiao, we are cousins.
You have so many seeds, and you can't harvest them all at once. Why don't you sell them to us?
If you're worried about not having enough food to eat, we can ship our corn over here and we'll give you the difference!"
Uncle Xiao Er was sweating all over his forehead!
Wiping the sweat off his face first, Uncle Xiao waved his hands, trying to calm everyone down.
"Brothers, brothers, everyone, please be quiet, be quiet.
That's the thing. This matter is really not something I can decide.
Just yesterday, an expert from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences in Beijing came to our Shangwan Village.
County Magistrate Meng has already approved a note that everything we produce here must be supplied to the Academy of Agricultural Sciences first.
So, I really can’t do what everyone is saying!
If you really want to buy seeds, there's not a lot left, but if you want to plant them in your own plots, there's still enough!"
When everyone heard this, they realized that all these things had been taken away by someone!
My heart suddenly felt like it was blocked by a mountain.
Still very unconvinced!
Why?
Just because he is an expert from Beijing?
They are still old farmers. When it comes to farming, it is hard to say who is better!
I also heard that there was still a place to get food.
That thought is alive again!
If there isn't a big one, there must be a small one.
"Where did you get it from? Tell me!"
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