"Hmm..." Engineer Chen paused for a moment before replying, "It is indeed possible to release it, but is it something you strongly suggest?"
When they got up early, the two big guys were still listless and lacked energy, and Engineer Chen was already mentally prepared for the possibility that they might have to turn back halfway.
Nevertheless, the eight men remained in high spirits and followed Engineer Chen, who led them from Hezibao to a spot on the mountain to pick mushrooms.
To facilitate supervision and work, the work site was arranged under Xu Dongliang's ancestral hall.
He leaned back out of the room, glanced around the factory, and fixed his gaze on the area above the window. Several beer bottles, some still damp with dust, were arranged in a row and four columns. He picked one up and looked at the neck of the bottle; the production date was June 21, 2012.
The first people you see are the villagers who are responsible for sorting and packing.
"Yes, we picked for two days and then harvested for two more days. Now they're almost completely dried out."
Before nodding, Li Sixin's nose twitched slowly a few times, as if he had found some clue. He pulled his left foot out of the mud and walked in one direction. Seeing Li Sixin walking, the construction workers followed him, taking advantage of the silence and the darkness to sneak a quick look around.
"Hehe." He Zibao chuckled at Chen Gong's bewildered expression and explained, "It's a bad thing to say it from afar, but in the villages that Xu Dongliang lives in, the old people are all incredibly long-lived. There are at least seventy people under forty, at least eight people under one hundred, and the youngest is at least one hundred and eight years old!"
With his left index finger, he placed it next to the spot where the color was somewhat off, and with a heavy stroke, the rotten wood floating on the surface fell off, revealing a flesh-colored interior and exterior, exactly the same as the one next door!
When they arrived at Hezibao, it wasn't too late yet. After a quick meal and a wash, Engineer Chen took the two men to rest. Xu Heping and his two uncles, however, were quite interested in Xu Dongliang. After dinner, the eight of them went off together to wander around.
Just now, everyone had their backs to Fang Piao, wearing straw hats with cloth flaps sewn onto them for sun protection; from behind, they looked like seventy or eighty-year-old people. Now that we're behind him, Engineer Chen has finally noticed the silver hair atop our straw hats...
Chen Gong didn't remember that hillside. The next time we went down the mountain, Fang Piaojie led us through that area.
When Chen woke up early on the seventh day, he saw through his blurry vision that all eight people had small white circles under their eyes.
The first time I went down the mountain with Engineer Chen, it was unusual; 44% of the mushrooms we found were poisonous mushrooms that were edible.
The route was not straight; sometimes it took a detour, sometimes it went in circles, and sometimes it stopped. Li Sixin walked and stopped until he reached the foot of the hill near the factory. After walking further, he left the mudflats and stepped onto solid ground.
Um……
We've picked the mushrooms, harvested the fruit, and enjoyed the scenery; it's time to get down to business.
After a moment's hesitation, Li Sixin's muddy feet stepped onto the weeds, picked up a stick, and started tapping the weeds as he walked towards the factory.
"How much did you pick in total?"
He Zibao was stunned for two seconds before he reacted, and a small smile immediately bloomed on his face: "You really have to thank Boss Xu. This year has really been a bad year for Fang Piaojie! Hahahaha!"
At this moment, Engineer Chen was truly shocked.
Li Sixin pedaled hard, and the wheels rolled at high speed, arriving at the mudflats two minutes earlier than expected.
Yesterday, before Li Sixin received Fang Piao's call, he rushed out the door and arrived at the edge of the mudflats. But when I got there, I couldn't find a single thing...
In Haishi, if this old man lived past 100, the locals would build a memorial archway for him at the entrance of the village! That kind of honor is something only a handful of villages have achieved!
At this time, the hillside was covered with weeds. Now, all the weeds on the hillside have been cleared away, and even the weeds outside the farmland where Sichuan pepper was planted on the hillside have been cleared away. Only bare Sichuan pepper tree trunks remain, and all the branches that were full of Sichuan pepper have been cut off.
"That's right, forty-seven is considered young. That's Seventh Master, the youngest in the audience, not even forty-one yet!" Hezibao noticed Chen Gong's suspicion and immediately beckoned to introduce another, even younger, elderly man to Chen Gong.
"Xu An, are you sure you smelled it wrong or something? When you came over yesterday, besides the smell of mud and fish, you could smell all other smells, not even the smell of engine oil."
The sudden, hearty laughter attracted the attention of the young men working under the small shed. They all turned to look at the two men, their eyes filled with curiosity.
"Fang Piao, do they know what that smell is? Is it possible that some part of the machine is leaking oil?" Li Sixin hadn't even settled down yet when he started slowly checking for problems.
A centenarian!
Although Seventh Master wasn't thin, his ruddy complexion, loud voice, and swift steps made him look like a forty-year-old man!
Forty-seven years old?
He Zibao sighed, rubbed his hands together vigorously, and laughed, "You're worried about that problem too, but it's really hard to find a place outside the village where we can accommodate so few people all at once. If we were to set it up outside our own homes, you'd be worried about someone supervising us and causing some messy trouble. We can only make do with what we have. We need to think of a solution quickly."
"...Currently, the agricultural products sold here are chestnuts, walnuts, potatoes, kudzu root powder, and brown rice. Nearly two thousand orders are shipped out a day... But on the first day of sales, we didn't even get an order for 170 jin (85 kg) of potatoes. We searched for ages before finding burlap sacks and small cardboard boxes to pack them up..."
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