The eldest lady became popular in the farming variety show

When Yan Jie returned with a bucket of river crabs, everyone saluted him.

"Don't look at me, this is all thanks to Sister Xi."

Chu Yang immediately ran to Jiang Hexi and circled around her excitedly:

"Sister, where did you catch so many big river crabs? Why didn't you call me?"

"Let go of those little shrimps and crabs of yours, and I'll take you with me next time."

Since Jiang Hexi had said this, Chu Yang had no choice but to do as he was told.

The group drove back to the stone courtyard.

Jiang Hexi was wearing claw gloves and was putting river crabs into the nanny's basket when a basin was handed over from the outside and placed under her nose with great arrogance.

"What do you mean?"

"Give me a few river crabs to try, so I can satisfy my craving."

Chai Fei stood behind the camera with only one hand stretched out. She lifted the basin up and urged Jiang Hexi to hurry up.

Jiang Hexi had never seen such a blatant robbery. She took out three big crabs from the bucket and put them in the basin.

"Sister Gossip, crabs are cold in nature, so you only need to eat three. Eating too much will cause diarrhea."

"Three, you're sending beggars?"

Chai Fei knocked on the bucket unwillingly, "At least eight will be enough."

The assistant director reminded her quietly, "Ten."

Chai Fei then changed his words viciously: "Give me twelve crabs, not even one less leg."

Jiang Hexi really wanted to persuade them to go back and discuss it before blackmailing them in front of the camera.

Finally, under the pressure from the director's wife, she handed over the twelve big river crabs.

Director Chen saw this scene on camera and sighed helplessly.

He watched from the surveillance camera as Chai Fei carried the pot of crabs into the kitchen next door and told the staff around him:

"Cut this part out during post-editing."

"I understand, director."

Director Chen couldn't stop her bold behavior and had no choice but to cover up for her.

Chai Fei steamed the crabs and brought three over for Director Chen to taste.

"Sister Xi and the others are eating crab roe noodles and crab roe soup dumplings. You don't have the means, so just eat steamed crab."

"Don't steal other people's things next time."

"This is the crab that Ximei gave me. The assistant director was there at the time. If you don't believe me, go ask the assistant director."

Director Chen sat on a low stool and looked up at her intently. After a moment, he compromised and picked up a crab to peel it, saying:

"I was wrong about you."

"Originally I didn't want Ximei's crabs. After all, they were the result of her hard work all night."

Chai Fei leaned against the wall and watched him peel crabs, saying very considerately:

"But crabs are cold in nature. She brought back a big bucket. If I don't help her eat some, what if she gets an upset stomach?"

Director Chen thought these words sounded so familiar. After thinking about it, he realized that these were the original words used by Jiang Hexi to persuade her to eat less crabs, but she had changed them into a reason why she had to eat crabs.

He picked out the crab roe and gave it to her, "Try it."

Chai Fei smiled and waved his hand, "I have something delicious, you can keep it for yourself."

What she called delicious food was the crab roe noodles and crab roe soup dumplings that Chu Yang brought over.

Director Chen watched her blending in smoothly among the guests and the program crew, and getting along with everyone. He suddenly understood why she agreed so readily to be a guest even though she was not allowed to be one before.

With the 200,000 yuan investment from the program production team, the five chaebols became wealthy.

The second phase of the ecological wetland park project continues in full swing.

Top dressing of corn and sorghum is also on the agenda.

After Shen Yingyu made a phone call, Zhu Dali Chemical Factory sent a large truck full of compound fertilizer.

As soon as the agricultural drone arrived, the three-person business team went to the fields and applied fertilizer to the corn and sorghum separately.

The coolness of golden autumn seeps down bit by bit.

Before the Descent of Frost, all the corn and sorghum in the fields were ripe.

The village chief wrapped his coat tightly, braved the cold autumn wind, and walked quickly into the stone courtyard.

As soon as he entered the living room, he was greeted by a wave of warmth, and he couldn't help but sigh: "You guys really know how to enjoy yourself. You're already roasting a fire at this time."

"Let's make tea around the stove."

Jiang Hexi picked up the ceramic pot on the rack and poured a cup of milk tea for the village chief. "Have a cup of milk tea to warm yourself up."

The village chief took a sip of milk tea from a can, and his frown could kill a mosquito:

"What the hell is this? It tastes terrible."

Jiang Hexi couldn't bear to see her hard work being wasted, so she said savagely: "Village Chief, either you finish this cup of milk tea, or you pay me fifteen yuan."

Seeing that she was serious, the village chief held his breath and drank the milk tea in the cup.

"If you have the time to brew tea here, why don't you take the time to harvest the corn and sorghum in the field?"

"There is no harvester." Jiang Hexi looked at him innocently.

"Where are Yan Jie and Shen Yingyu?"

"I went to the city to rent a harvester. I left this morning and haven't come back yet."

"Now is the critical period for harvesting. No matter how many harvesters we have, they are not enough. Others have paid deposits and reserved harvesters in advance, but you are the only one who remembered that you didn't rent a harvester when the crops are ripe."

The village chief was really worried about them. "The weather forecast said there would be freezing rain at the end of the month. If we haven't harvested the corn and wheat in the fields by then, all the work we've done in the second half of the year will be in vain."

Jiang Hexi was so panicked that his voice changed. "What should I do?"

The village chief sighed heavily and said:

"If you don't have a harvester, you can only use the method passed down by our ancestors. If necessary, I will mobilize all the villagers to go to the fields to help you harvest the crops."

Jiang Hexi thought of the endless cornfields and sorghum fields, and his hands and feet suddenly became weak:

"Village chief, manual harvesting, your method is too traditional. It sounds a bit scary."