Don't panic in a famine, I live in the mountains with my golden finger

Just like now.

As he walked across the area, he wielded the machete with great force. Wherever he went, people fell to the ground, and he threw all the corns into the backpack behind him with great accuracy.

He works neatly and gracefully, and his throwing, aiming, strength and skills are extraordinary, which makes people envy him.

Lin Zhian wiped the sweat off his forehead and looked at the energetic young girls and boys on the other side. As a real man, how could he bow down to these corns?

So he was suddenly motivated, put all his energy into it, rolled up his sleeves, and walked forward.

After an incense stick of time, Lin Zhian collapsed on the ground exhausted, gasping for breath and taking several gulps of water.

Wu Mingshi looked at Lin Zhian with disdain, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then slowly picked the corn. As he broke and threw it, he felt the weight of the basket behind him. For some reason, he felt very satisfied.

Gu Qinghan glanced at Lin Zhian, took off the backpack behind Xu Yuan, replaced it with an empty one for her, and then said, "Ayuan, I'll go over to see them."

"Well, if that doesn't work, ask them to move the picked corn to the ridge."

It's obvious that this rich young man, who has never done hard labor, could possibly endure it.

Xu Yuan looked at the two people on the other side. The master and servant seemed to be enjoying it.

Very good, she is very satisfied.

Looking at the other side, Gu Qinghan had already walked over. I don't know what he said, but I saw the young man named Lin Zhian stood up suddenly and continued to break corn.

Xuyuan withdrew his gaze and continued what he was doing.

Everyone spent the whole morning in the cornfield. The cart was piled high with corn, and more than half of the corn had been harvested. It is true that there is strength in numbers.

Everyone returned with a full load, and Lin Zhian and the others also followed to Xu Yuan's house.

When they opened the door, they were startled by a dog barking. Lai Fu stopped barking at people after Xu Yuan called him. He wagged his tail, then lay down and stared at them.

"This dog is very majestic." Lin Zhian exclaimed, suppressing the urge to touch King Lai Fu. Lai Fu looked like he was not someone who could be easily provoked, so he decided not to provoke him.

"That's right, Brother Zhian, sit here." Guozi waved at him and greeted him, and also greeted other people. Several people sat down at the table in the yard, and Guozi poured each of them a cup of tea.

"Guozi, what are those things drying on the shelves? They look like small cakes." An Zeyu took a sip of tea, glanced around the yard, and fixed his eyes on the row of shelves, asking curiously.

“That’s hawthorn slices.”

"Hey, it's delicious. Let you try it."

I gave each person a piece of fruit, and also gave myself a piece.

It tastes sour and sweet, and he likes it very much.

Lin Zhian and his companions, who had just arrived, were full of curiosity. They first appreciated the scenery of Hsinchu Village, and now they saw something different. It was called hawthorn slices, which were not available outside. They were lucky to eat it before it was put on the market. It tasted sour and sweet and was very appetizing.

Xu Yuan and Xu Zhi had already gone into the kitchen to cook noodles. Gu Qinghan was not idle either, he dumped all the corn on the cart to one side, then sat on the other side to chop firewood, Xu Xuan and Gu Qingming moved a small stool to sit on one side, and neatly stacked the chopped firewood together.

Not long after, Xu Yuan brought out a large bowl of noodle soup. Another table was set up outside. Gu Qinghan and Lin Zhian and the others ate outside, while Xu Yuan's four siblings and Gu Qingming ate in the kitchen.

A simple noodle soup with four fried eggs, chopped green onions and green vegetables on top, plus the chili sauce brought by Xu Zhi. Even though Gu Qinghan had eaten it once, he would taste a different flavor when eating it again.

Not to mention those who were trying the wish-making craft for the first time. The only sounds on the dinner table were the collision of bowls and chopsticks and the sizzling sounds, and there was no time for talking at all.

After the meal, the table in the yard was cleaned again. The afternoon sun was not very hot. Except for a few children who went back to rest, only Lin Zhian and others were left in the yard. Gu Qinghan and Xu Yuan sat opposite them.

Everyone held a contract in their hands and was examining it carefully.

"Miss Xuyuan, if you have time in the afternoon, can you take us to see the cotton?" An Zeyu asked.

Wu Mingshi and Lin Zhian also nodded and looked at Xu Yuan with anticipation.

"No problem." Xu Yuan agreed happily.

After saying this, everyone went back to rest for a while.

By the afternoon, Lin Zhian and his friends finally saw the cotton field as they had wished, but now, they were just seedlings. An Zeyu had previously visited a cotton-growing area and this is what the plants looked like.

An Zeyu felt relieved now and happily completed the deal with Xu Yuan.

Lin Zhian is now able to stand on his own, so he naturally would not miss this opportunity.

But Wu Mingshi was different from them. The business he did with Xu Yuan was buying cotton seeds, which was a one-time transaction. It would not generate any long-term benefits, but once it became popularized, it would definitely be a great thing for the people.

……

On the other hand, Li Yuncai's mother Zhang Xiamei heard that several handsome young men had come to the village, and she once again began to think of finding a matchmaker for her daughter.

But this time, Father Li stopped her. He advised her earnestly, "Our family doesn't lack that little money. Besides, Xifei is no worse than others. Why do you have to ruin your daughter's happiness?"

Zhang Xiamei was surprised. When did her man become so tough? Didn't he care about everything before? The child just needed to be fed. She wanted to ask, but when she heard his next sentence, she almost choked on her saliva.

"What did you say?"

"Are you crazy?"

Zhang Xiamei shouted at the top of her voice.

"I'm not crazy. I've asked someone to match their horoscopes. They are a match made in heaven. Come back now and find a good day to get engaged. Do as I say." Father Li said without question.

"I don't agree. Yuncai deserves better."

Zhang Xiamei slammed the table and retorted.

"Mother, Xiqing is doing fine," Li Yuncai heard the quarrel in the main room and hurried out of the room and said.

"Okay, okay, one or two, your wings have flown away and you are all hard, right? I don't care anymore, do whatever you want." Zhang Xiamei cursed angrily, slammed her hand on the table, then got up and went back into the house.

"Dad, thank you." Li Yuncai curled the corners of his lips and said.

"Xiqing is a good guy, and he is worth relying on. Father doesn't ask too much from you. Just a man who loves you and a harmonious family with a good husband and good conduct will be enough."

Father Li said this earnestly, then stood up and went back into the house.