Chapter 202 A Secluded Valley Orchid, Immortal Dew
Because of traffic congestion during the holiday, Yan Shuyi and the red-haired and yellow-haired men arrived at the construction site 20 minutes later than the time they had agreed upon with Zhang Mo.
Yan Shuyi felt very apologetic, since there was never a rule that the client should wait for the contractor.
She was about to get out of the car to apologize when she was startled by the number of people who appeared at the construction site.
The red-haired and yellow-haired men got off the bus, dumbfounded, and began whispering amongst themselves.
"Why are there so many people?" "About thirty or forty." "Are they all monsters?" "Tsk tsk, Mr. Zhang is truly terrifying!"
Thirty or forty figures surrounded Zhang Mo, a scene resembling a star surrounded by the moon. Everyone chattered amongst themselves, each revealing their own skills—
"I can run fast!"
"I can jump high!"
"I can breathe fire!"
"I'm strong!"
"I'm stronger!"
"My strength is the greatest!!!"
Several unidentified burly men, each unwilling to yield, rolled up their sleeves, displaying their muscular builds, and appeared ready to fight it out.
Zhang Mo stood in the middle holding a megaphone, utterly speechless.
Although she had boasted to Zhang Chenxiao that the demon race was efficient and strong at moving bricks, the group in front of her seemed to know nothing but how to move bricks...
Don't you know that the most lacking profession in the 21st century is skilled trades?!
But having finally managed to spark even a little bit of their enthusiasm for work, she felt bad about dampening their spirits.
So she cleared her throat and said loudly, "Thank you all for your enthusiastic participation today! Please go to Jiuxuan's side to pick up a registration form and fill in your information. This will help us distribute the benefits later!"
Upon hearing the word "benefits," the group of demons immediately scattered and rushed to Jiu Xuan's side. Xiao Tao helped her from the side.
And because of the intimidating power of the nine-tailed fox, a thousand-year-old demon, and the little Taotie, they all lined up neatly like obedient children.
Only then did Zhang Mo have time to come over and greet Yan Shuyi.
"Sorry, there was a bit of traffic today."
"It doesn't matter."
Yan Shuyi said sincerely, "President Zhang, thank you for your hard work."
Zhang Mo sighed, "Sigh, let's not talk about it anymore. If there's any heavy physical work that the machines can't handle, let me know and I'll assign it to them."
After thinking for a moment, she added, "But it can't be too difficult either, their intelligence can't keep up."
The three people: "......"
Yan Shuyi instructed Red Hair and Yellow Hair: "Ahem, well then, you two will take everyone to do the steel reinforcement binding and pile digging later." These are basic tasks that are inconvenient for machines to do and are usually done by strong workers.
Red Hair: "Okay, let me count how many there are first, then we'll divide them into groups to finish." As he was counting, he suddenly exclaimed, "Hey, Mr. Zhang, why is there an old lady here? Did you bring the cook over?"
Zhang Mo glanced at the queue and, sure enough, spotted an elderly woman with gray hair inside. She was slender and dressed in simple but neat cloth clothes. Time had etched deep and shallow wrinkles on her face, but her back was ramrod straight, radiating a spirited energy.
Zhang Mo: "?"
Seeing such an old lady reminded Zhang Mo of Jiang Mian's old man appearance.
She asked Yu Hui, who was wandering around aimlessly with a compass, "Where's Jiang Mian?"
Without even looking up, Yu Hui said, "I went with Li Yue to dig for groundwater."
Zhang Mo: "Is that old lady in the same situation as him?"
What's going on? Is it another fish that's out of water?
Could you soak in water for a bit to get back to your youthful state before coming over?
After all, if she were to go out and do manual labor in this form, it would look like Zhang Mo abusing the elderly.
Her reputation had already been almost ruined by these employees, so there was no need to add any more stains.
"Same situation as Jiang Mian, who are you talking about?" Yu Hui finally raised his head and glanced blankly at the group. "Oh, you mean Huang Lanzhi?"
She is not a mermaid, she is Ju Mang.
Upon hearing this, not only Zhang Mo, but also Yan Shuyi and the red-haired and yellow-haired men immediately opened their browsers and started searching.
Jumang first appeared in classic texts such as the *Classic of Mountains and Seas* and the *Book of Rites*. Legend has it that he was the grandson of the Yellow Emperor and the son of Shaohao. He assisted the Eastern God, the Green Emperor Taihao (Fuxi), and was in charge of the growth of all things in spring, revered as the god of wood and the god of spring.
Jumang is depicted as having a human face and a bird's body, riding two dragons. The Classic of Mountains and Seas, Overseas Eastern Classic, records that "Jumang of the East has a bird's body and a human face, riding two dragons." Guo Pu's commentary states that he is "a wood god, with a square face and dressed in plain clothes."
In folk tradition, Jumang is revered as the deity in charge of agriculture. Every year on the day of Lichun (the beginning of spring), people hold spring-welcoming activities, in which people play the role of this deity, leading or driving oxen forward, symbolizing the Wood Emperor promoting ox-plowing and foreshadowing a bountiful harvest in the coming year.
Her name is Huang Lanzhi.
A secluded orchid in a secluded valley, a fairy mushroom and jade dew.
In summary, they are very good at farming.
Zhang Mo's eyes lit up instantly. Wasn't this the technical talent she was looking for? She had seen the quote Yan Shuyi had given her before; landscaping was a very expensive field.
If we hired a professional, wouldn't we save a lot of money?
They quickly went over and led her over from the line.
"Huang..." Zhang Mo hesitated, unsure of how to address her. She felt somewhat timid and hesitant around older women. "How should I address you? May I call you Teacher Huang?"
Huang Lanzhi smiled warmly, as if she were enveloped in a faint glow, like the gentle warmth of the spring sun or the silent love of the earth nurturing all things. She waved her hand and said, "I am not a teacher, so how can you call me a teacher? Just call me Lanzhi."
Yan Shuyi, Red-haired and Yellow-haired: "..."
Good heavens, a simple search reveals a god whose name I can name. How dare I just call someone by their name?
Yan Shuyi said with difficulty, "How about we just call you Ms. Huang..."
The red-haired and yellow-haired men nodded vigorously, as if pounding garlic.
Yan Shuyi: "...Our company's corporate culture is to be very polite to customers, and we must use honorifics when speaking. Please forgive us."
Zhang Mo: "......" Make it up, then make it up right here.
Huang Lanzhi smiled nonchalantly, her expression kind and full of tolerance: "It's fine, as long as you like it."
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