Chen Hua's voice still has some dialect, but it's basically understandable.
The eight people greeted the director and were led into the orchard.
The fragrance, which was not obvious in the outside area, became stronger after entering the fence, and the fruity aroma was intoxicating.
Of course, this huge amount of fragrance also represents a huge amount of work.
The oranges in Yuncheng are juicy, sweet and refreshing, and are known throughout China for their high quality. The climate is suitable and they are easy to grow, so the planting area is very large.
Although this orchard in Fushun Village is called a "small" orchard, it is also an entire small hill with no end in sight.
Each of the eight people was assigned his or her own large yellow bag, a very thick cloth bag, and the head teacher taught them to carry it diagonally on their backs.
Zhao Mei took her bag and put it on her back, only to find that in order to hold more oranges, the bag itself was not light at all.
After seeing that everyone had packed up, Chen Hua led them into the area of the orange tree.
The orange trees in the orange orchard are full of fruits and are very lush. Several people have to line up in a row to pass through the gap between the trees.
While following the tour, Zhao Mei could see the harvesters from time to time. They picked oranges with their skilled and nimble hands, threw them diagonally downwards, and put them accurately into the bags on their backs.
Before Zhao Mei could shake her head and sigh that every profession has its top talent, the row they were responsible for harvesting had already arrived.
Chen Hua demonstrated herself how to pick oranges without damaging them, how to improve efficiency, how many oranges need to be recycled, etc.
I saw her talking and explaining the key points to eight people with a smile in her eyes, while her hands were moving non-stop, crossing back and forth, and soon a thick bag was filled.
Chen Hua raised her arms with all her might, picked up the full bag and showed it to everyone. Inside was one golden orange after another.
"That's about it. It's very easy to collect oranges. I hope you guys keep up the good work."
Although Chen Hua had deliberately slowed down her movements, at least compared to the harvesters just now, they were definitely slower.
Moreover, the instructions on how to break branches and how to ensure that they are not bumped were explained in great detail and clearly. However, for this group of city dwellers who had just gone out into the fields for the first time yesterday, they still understood the instructions but not the actions.
When Chen Hua asked him if he had any questions, he nodded mechanically frequently, indicating that he probably understood it.
Seeing that they had no other questions, Chen Hua said goodbye to them and went back to her work.
Only eight people were left looking at each other.
Qiao Qiudie was the first to speak up: "Beautiful! The last time I walked into an orchard in my life was the strawberry farm near my home. These two shouldn't have anything to do with each other, right?"
Zhao Mei glanced at her and said, "Do you think these two are related? Don't worry, I don't think it's difficult. Instead of wasting time worrying about it, why not just get started?"
After saying that, Zhao Mei went straight to the nearest orange tree and started harvesting oranges.
The fresh oranges still had some moisture on them, having just woken up from the cold night, and the skin was still icy cold.
After picking half the fruit from the tree, Zhao Mei's hands were already red from the cold. After thinking for a while, Zhao Mei took out the work gloves she had prepared for a long time.
I was secretly glad that I brought several spare pairs, otherwise I would have to use the gloves that were torn to pieces by the rice cutting yesterday.
The others also started their own harvesting. Although the progress was slow, as long as they started, they were victorious.
Zhao Mei gradually became more skilled at peeling oranges. Her mentality turned from the initial novelty to numbness, and the bag on her shoulders became heavier and heavier.
When she finally came to her senses after being knocked down, she looked down and found that her bag was so full that it looked like several oranges were about to fall out at any moment. She had no choice but to pick it up and prepare to go to a collection point to recycle it before continuing.
As a result, Zhao Mei just took a step back and bumped into an unknown object.
Zhao Mei quickly looked back and found that the unknown object was Min Yuanliang who was still standing there, and behind him was Luo Shuang holding an umbrella.
"What are you two doing standing here?"
Min Yuanliang and Luo Shuang looked at each other and said, "We won't."
Zhao Mei doubted her ears for a moment after hearing this answer: "What?"
"We really don't."
"If you don't know how to do it, just try it. If you just stand here, will the orange fly into your bag by itself?"
After Zhao Mei finished speaking, she left in a bad mood, leaving the two of them standing there, not daring to move.
Luo Shuang looked at the damp soil beneath her feet and didn't dare to move. "Hey, Brother Yuan, do we really have to pick them? This soil really feels so dirty."
Min Yuanliang glanced at her, then at his own clean white sneakers, feeling a pang of pain. "There's nothing I can do about it. If I get sued again, I'll really be put in solitary confinement, and my membership card will be cut off. I'll have to endure it even if I can't stand it."
After saying that, Min Yuanliang had no choice but to accept the consequences for the sake of his wallet, so he randomly found a target tree and walked over carefully to pick the fruits one by one.
Luo Shuang looked at her shoes sinking deeper and deeper into the soil, feeling dizzy. She could only stop looking. Seeing that Min Yuanliang had already started working, she could only grit her teeth and crawl to a tree, praying that there were no bugs while picking them into her pocket.
When Zhao Mei came back refreshed with an empty bag, this was the scene she saw.
The two people stood in front of the tree cautiously, not daring to move, picking the fruits one by one. Their speed was so slow that it was unimaginable.
But at least they were working. Zhao Mei could only shake her head and tell herself that instead of observing the two of them, she would be better off harvesting them quickly. So she turned around and continued to pick oranges faster.
Time passed quickly in the company of oranges. The program crew also learned the lesson from yesterday when everyone was exhausted. This orange picking trip was not long and ended just before noon.
Moreover, compared to cutting rice, which requires bending over almost the entire time, Orange uses his whole body for movement. At least on the surface, his mental state is much better than yesterday.
After finishing their work, everyone had a lunch carefully prepared by Director Chen in a small house in the orchard.
There were many dishes made with oranges for lunch, and there was also freshly squeezed orange juice from the oranges they picked themselves, which was fresh and sweet. After the meal, there were also freshly harvested oranges brought by the headmaster.
Several people praised the lunch highly, and after tasting the freshly cut oranges, they even asked to buy a few boxes and send them home.
After dinner, I chatted with Director Chen about the difficulties encountered in the orchard, common knowledge about oranges and live streaming sales, and this orange harvesting trip came to an end.
The next stop was the Mushroom Warehouse at the other end of the mountain. A few people and the program crew, dozens of people in total, started walking down the mountain.
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