Thank you Mr. Jiang for giving me this honor. I am flattered.
How can mango be as sweet as CP!
Xiang Chuzhe put down his phone dumbfounded, "The video I worked on late at night was ignored. These women focused on the flat photos of the two of them!"
Li Xuran said with a smile: "Guide, this grand scene of CP is just what you wanted! Who told you to be so careless when taking the photo?"
Xiang Chuzhe suddenly felt guilty and said, "If uncle and aunt see this set of photos, they won't come to chop me with a knife, right?"
Li Xuran patted his shoulder and said jokingly, "Uncle has a knife for cutting cow bones. Take care, brother."
Pei Zongli paced back and forth in the living room with his cell phone in his hand, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself and sighing.
"Don't hang around like a dung beetle in front of me." Zhao Sumei threw a handful of peanut shells at him. "It's just a set of promotional photos. What do you think of it?"
Pei Zongli frowned and said, "How can two men pose like this for a photo? The whole country can see it, it will have a bad influence!"
"What's the fuss? What does it mean? It means it's harmless! Otherwise, would you dare to let the whole country see it?"
Pei Zongli sighed and sat on the bench, saying, "I'm afraid that Xiaoxu likes boys like people in other villages say." He grabbed the corner of the table and said with a somewhat unhappy look, "What should my Pei family do? How can I face his grandparents?"
"Face! You only care about face all day long!" Zhao Sumei complained to him: "Back then, you let me have several children just for face. Otherwise, how could our family be living like this now?"
"Old woman, you can't say that." Pei Zongli stood up and sat beside her to help her peel peanuts, coaxing her: "Having many sons and daughters is a blessing. Now that the children have grown up, we will not have to worry about not having blessings in the future."
"You only talk nice things!" Peanuts was thrown heavily into the bamboo plate. "I have taken care of children for most of my life. My own children have grown up, and now I have to take care of my grandchildren. When I am old, I will also take care of my great-grandchildren. I am so blessed!"
"It will be fine when the children are older." Pei Zongli said softly with a guilty conscience: "They are not as educated as Pei Xu. How can we not help them when they work in the factory? They are our own children."
"Hmph! My Xiao Xu has been running around for the villagers and his cheeks are sunken. As a father, why don't you stand up for your son instead of showing off here with a few tattered photos." Zhao Sumei stood up quickly, picked up the bamboo tray and walked towards the kitchen.
Pei Zongli muttered, "Why are you getting angry while talking?"
The black water-based pen was pressed against his upper jaw. Song Yifan leaned back on his chair with his feet against the ground, and his mind was working quickly to calculate the price. He asked in the group: "Brothers, how much do you think our labor is worth?"
Jiang Lin looked at the pop-up message and responded loudly: "We are not worth a cent!"
Cheng Enyue said with a smile: "We are animals, we can't be considered human beings."
Jiang Lin raised his foot and gently touched the back of his knee, and said with a smile: "A social animal, right?"
"Just make the cakes!" Song Fan came out and scolded them: "Why are you so annoying?"
Jiang Lin teased him, "Didn't they earn 80 to 100 yuan a day working in the fields before? You can just make a compromise and add it in as our final price."
Song Yifan walked towards him quickly, picked up the rolling pin on the table and pointed at him with a smile: "Brother Lin, is it because your younger brother has given you face? You want to send your younger brother to 315."
Cheng Enyue asked seriously, "How much is the current cost per kilogram of mangoes?"
"2.5 yuan per pound, so the fruit costs 25 yuan. The packaging cost is about 1.5 yuan, including the carton and the white foam net bag. The transportation cost is fixed at 10 yuan. Now we have to add the labor cost, fruit damage rate, and the cost of compensation for bad fruit."
Cheng Enyue nodded in agreement and said, "The calculation is very thoughtful. How do you calculate the compensation for bad fruit? For example, if one of the mangoes is bad, should we send a new one or compensate according to a certain negotiated price?"
Song Yifan said: "We will have a meeting tonight to discuss it."
A heavy truck slowly stopped at the village committee. The moment the door of the carriage opened, someone exclaimed, "These are the materials for laying mountain transport tracks!"
"Xiao Xu said that after the road is paved, we don't have to carry bamboo baskets to transport mangoes down the mountain. We can just put the bamboo baskets on the road and get to the foot of the mountain in no time."
"How much will it cost to install this? All these materials don't look cheap."
Pei Xu pulled Director Zhou in front of them and said in a loud voice: "Director Zhou promised to lay mountain transport tracks for everyone. Now it is about to be realized. Let's express our most sincere gratitude to our Director Zhou with the warmest applause!"
Thunderous applause rang out in the village committee. Li Xuran joked, "Dao'er is rich now, so generous!"
Director Zhou pouted his chin and said with a smile, "Recently, we have a few more sponsors. Fans promoted our show on their official accounts and brought us sponsorship."
Pei Xu said: "Life is getting better for the production team. Yesterday I saw that your lunch boxes had an extra meat dish."
Pei Xu and Li Xuran helped the workers carry the materials up the mountain. Their shirts were soaked with sweat. As the harvest was approaching, they were full of energy.
Several young men followed Xiang Chuzhe and finally learned how to upload a link. Xiang Chuzhe breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You have already mastered the entire live broadcast process. There are no problems with creating links, uploading links, and sending lucky bags. Next, you just need to pay attention to some problems with the words, such as not mentioning some banned words, exaggerating product functions, etc."
Liu Huabao rubbed his eyes and asked, "Brother, do we have to join the live broadcast then?"
Xiang Chu stretched out his hands, rubbed the back of their heads, and said, "You know, when you finish harvesting the rice, the brothers will leave too. We have to take you to live broadcast. The first purpose is to make you familiar with the live broadcast process, and secondly, to make you familiar to the fans of the show. Maybe next year when you sell mangoes live, those kind sisters will come to support you and buy a few boxes of mangoes."
The young men's faces instantly wilted, they lowered their heads and said nothing, silently twiddling their fingers.
"Hey, you're already a grown man. If you eat for a few more years, you'll be as tall as your brother. Why are you still acting so weak? Huh?"
Liu He pouted and cried, "We can't bear to leave our brothers."
The atmosphere became a little heavy. Xiang Chuzhe pursed his lips and livened up the atmosphere by joking, "Are you reluctant to part with the fried chicken, burgers, and milk tea or are you reluctant to part with your brothers?"
"We can't bear to leave you." The young men said in unison, their eyes red.
The slightly red eyes sparkled with the boy's most sincere light, which was full of honesty, admiration, respect, and attachment.
Xiang Chuzhe touched their heads one by one and said in a nasal voice, "All good things must come to an end, but you must behave well. Your brothers will always supervise you."
Jiang Lin put on heat-insulating gloves, opened the oven, took out the baking tray, and shouted with a sense of accomplishment: "Boss Song, freshly baked rose cheese, come out and have a taste."
Xiang Chuzhe's expectant face changed in an instant, and he pointed at the gray thing with disgust and said in shock: "Brother Lin, my brother seems to have no grudge against you, why do you want to murder my brother?"
Jiang Lin picked one up and blew into it, saying, "Don't judge a thing by its appearance. This is my latest cocoa rose cheese. I guarantee it will taste good."
Brothers are friendly and respectful to each other. Xiang Chuzhe smiled and said, "The good things should be eaten by the elder brother first!"
Jiang Lin stuffed the cooled rose cheese into his mouth and said, "Brother is younger, so eat first."
Cheng Enyue added, "You two both want to kill each other first."
Jiang Lin broke it in half and said, "Let's eat together."
Xiang Chuzhe narrowed his eyes and smiled cunningly: "Brother Lin, you have eight hundred tricks."
Cheng Enyue added fuel to the fire: "You two are stupid."
The two people behind him hugged him tacitly and said playfully, "Chuzhe, your brother Yue has worked hard to cook for us. The first bite of rose cheese must be eaten by brother Yue first."
"That's right." Xiang Chuzhe hugged him tightly, holding his hands tightly. Cheng Enyue struggled to break free and said with a smile: "You two villains want to murder the cook. There will be no food tonight."
Xiang Chuzhe laughed so hard that his stomach hurt, and sat on a small stool, saying, "Brother Lin, I really can't eat it. I witnessed the entire production process, and I subconsciously felt that your craftsmanship might not be up to standard."
Jiang Lin was unconvinced and said, "Your brother Lin is Aunt Zhuang's last disciple. He was praised every day when he was learning."
Cheng Enyue added in a mean way, "He will definitely be the last disciple. If you accept Brother Lin as your disciple, his reputation will drop, so he will have to close down."
"Ahahahahahahaha." A burst of laughter rang out in the yard.
"You two are really like wild boars that can't swallow fine bran." Jiang Lin carried a box of mineral water and went out.
Beads of sweat as big as beans slid down his cheeks and sank into the collar of his shirt. Pei Xu tilted his head back and gulped down a bottle of mineral water. His Adam's apple slid up and down, sweat slowly flowed down his face, and he felt indescribable desire.
Jiang Lin took out a piece of rose yogurt from his pocket and handed it to him, unconsciously taking credit for it, "I developed this cocoa rose yogurt myself. Seeing how hard you've worked, I reluctantly let you be the first person to taste it."
Pei Xu held the rose cheese, frowned slightly, and looked at it carefully, and said jokingly: "Mr. Jiang, you don't have to force it."
Jiang Lin gave him a warning glare, and Pei Xu immediately coaxed him softly, "Okay, thank you, Mr. Jiang, for giving me this honor. I'm flattered."
The gray puff pastry stuck to the corner of his mouth. Pei Xu chewed it slowly, trying to taste the hidden flavor of the cocoa rose cheese.
Jiang Lin asked expectantly: "How does it taste? Huh?"
Pei Xu picked up the water and was about to take a sip, but Jiang Lin stopped him and said, "Drink water after you finish eating, otherwise it will dilute the taste."
Pei Xu began to make amends, "The pastry is fluffy and crispy inside, which deeply implements Aunt Zhuang's core guiding ideology. The filling is also good, and it does not destroy the complete fragrance of the dark red rose petals. Aunt Zhuang didn't praise you in vain!"
Jiang Lin asked in confusion: "That's it? Is there anything else?"
"Also... the heat is just right. Didn't Aunt Zhuang say that heat is very important?" Pei Xu gave him a thumbs up. "If you grill it for one more second, it won't taste this perfect."
Jiang Lin snatched the mineral water from his hand and said angrily: "Don't drink it! You'll die of thirst! It's unnecessary for me to bring you water!"
"I work so hard, don't I deserve water?"
Jiang Lin turned around and shouted, "I won't give you the water I sent you."
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