First, we need to replenish everyone's energy. Second, with more people eating now, the portion sizes also need to be increased.
We caught two chickens; one was braised, and the other was used to make soup.
The dishes on the table included everything that walks on the ground, swims in the water, and flies in the sky.
Although Yun Yue can't eat shrimp and crab, she can eat stir-fried lotus seeds and cold lotus root salad.
The table was laden with a sumptuous feast.
I don't know what Shen Ziyu and Ruan Banxia were talking about, but during dinner, Shen Ziyu actually started peeling shrimp for Ruan Banxia.
It's unbelievable that Ruan Banxia didn't throw away the shrimp that Shen Ziyu peeled for her!
Cheng Qingyan was really curious! She especially wanted to know what magical things had happened in their house that day.
Ruan Banxia, who originally couldn't stand seeing Shen Ziyu, actually ate the shrimp that Shen Ziyu peeled for her.
She hasn't had any of this melon since morning, and now even her food doesn't taste good.
Unfortunately, she didn't have the ability to read minds, nor could she force Ruan Banxia or Shen Ziyu to tell her what happened behind closed doors.
She still wanted to live, but she was afraid that if she were forced to ask, she might say goodbye to this world.
She had no desire to try Ruan Banxia's bloodless methods of killing.
Not to mention Shen Ziyu, she's a ruthless killer!
Cheng Qingyan ate his meal while sighing repeatedly.
With so many juicy gossips laid out in front of her, she'd be unwilling to miss out!
Ye Lingyu placed a piece of fish in her bowl with her chopsticks: "If you don't concentrate on your meal, you'll get bloated."
Cheng Qingyan immediately sat up obediently: "Yes, my wife, I'll eat properly now."
Jiang Jiang sat between Yun Yue and Meng Chuying, her bowl piled high with food, almost completely obscuring her head.
She tilted her head and looked at Cheng Qingyan from beside a bowl of food: "Father, what's wrong? Are you unhappy?"
Cheng Qingyan sighed, "I'm not unhappy, it's just that I missed out on a bit of gossip, which is a bit of a shame."
Ruan Banxia looked up from her bowl, glanced at her, and then continued eating.
Jiangjiang asked, puzzled, "Father, is it because the melon isn't ripe yet? Wait a bit, we can eat it when it's ripe."
"You and your mother went to the fields this afternoon?"
Come to think of it, just because we can't have this melon now doesn't mean we won't be able to in the future. We'll get to have it eventually!
Cheng Qingyan picked up a piece of lotus root with her chopsticks and put it into the bowl: "You and Chu Ying went out to play this afternoon, did you see me and your mother?"
Jiang Jiang shook her head, but half of it was blocked by her rice bowl: "I didn't see it. If I had seen it, I would have gone to the fields with my parents too."
"You said it yourself, Father. You didn't get to eat a single melon. Didn't you go to the field and find that the melon you wanted to eat wasn't ripe yet?"
The child's words were truly ignorant and naive.
Cheng Qingyan suppressed a laugh and nodded: "Jiangjiang is right, it's just that the melon in the field isn't ripe yet, so Father hasn't eaten it."
"When the melon is ripe, she'll let Father eat it himself."
Jiang Jiang smiled and hid behind the bowl, diligently eating her rice.
Except for the dishes with shrimp and crab, everything else was divided into two portions.
Yun Yue can't eat shrimp and crab, so all the dishes were placed separately in front of her to prevent them from tasting like shrimp and crab.
Cheng Qingyan thought that she should find Ruan Banxia to treat her shrimp allergy as soon as possible.
The deliciousness of shrimp and crab must be experienced by her mother.
Before noon the next day, Cheng Shaowen and Meng Aji brought the old man to the courtyard.
After greeting the old man, Cheng Shaowen's facial injuries caught Cheng Qingyan's attention.
"What happened? Uncle, you live in the mountains. Did you fall while climbing? And hurt your face?"
Cheng Shaowen lowered his head even further, standing to the side, not daring to utter a sound.
Cheng Qingyan sighed and told him to go get the medicine from Ruan Banxia.
This old man is not very old, only about fifty years old, but he looks older than his age due to long-term exposure to the wind and sun.
His name is Hu Feng. When he was young, his family made a living by fishing. Later, he went to work for the fishpond owner in town to look after the fishpond and also did some work feeding the fish.
His leg hasn't fully recovered yet, and he still walks with a limp.
He fell because of the rain. When he went to feed the fish, he lost his footing, slipped, and broke his leg.
The fishpond owner didn't want to take responsibility, so he just made up some excuse to fire him.
Not only did they not compensate him for his injuries, but they also didn't find him a doctor to treat his illness, and even withheld a month's wages.
The reason given was that he knocked over the fish food when he fell.
The withheld wages were to pay off the debt for fish food.
That's even worse than Zhou Bapi!
Cheng Qingyan was furious. Unscrupulous bosses have never been lacking throughout history.
After inquiring about the fishpond owner from the old man, Cheng Qingyan decided that she would never do business with the fishpond owner again.
How can someone who is so ruthless to long-term employees possibly run a business with a conscience?
Afterwards, he accompanied Hu Feng and Cheng Shaowen to the fishpond.
Meng Aji brought back a truckload of chicken manure from the chicken farm early in the morning, waiting for Cheng Qingyan and Hu Feng to arrive.
Although Hu Feng had difficulty walking, Cheng Shaowen was able to walk easily. When the oxcart was inconvenient, Hu Feng would carry him on his back.
Upon arriving at the fishpond, Hu Feng's eyes filled with tears.
He thought he would never have the chance to work at a fishpond again in his life, but unexpectedly, the fishpond here is even better than the one in town where he used to work.
The fish here swim more happily and energetically.
Moreover, Meng Aji never stopped praising Cheng Qingyan in front of him the whole way, exaggerating Cheng Qingyan's abilities to the point that he was unparalleled.
Upon meeting Cheng Qingyan, they discovered that he was a handsome young man.
She treated him with great respect and didn't put on airs like a prince.
He's lived most of his life; what kind of people hasn't he seen?
Such humility is truly rare.
Why would those with power and money bow to a lame old man?
For this reason alone, he would look at Cheng Qingyan with new respect.
Looking at this fishpond, the fish are being raised very well, and the crops in the surrounding fields are also thriving.
Meng Aji pushed a cart full of chicken manure over: "Uncle Hu, everything is ready. Just tell me how to do it, and I'll do it."
Cheng Qingyan smiled and said to Meng Aji, "Uncle Hu just arrived, why are you in such a hurry? Let the old man rest for a while before we talk."
Meng Aji blushed, pushing the cart, unsure whether to leave or stay.
Hu Feng bowed to Cheng Qingyan: "Young master, since you're here, let's talk about chicken manure first."
"Aji, add chicken manure according to the approximate number of fish in the pond. About three shovelfuls is enough for a thousand fish."
The shovel he was referring to was about twice the width of a modern spade, and roughly the same length.
One shovel can scoop up several kilograms of chicken manure, and three shovels can scoop up about ten kilograms.
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