Sea-hunting: With the system in hand, my eyes are the ruler

Zhang Laoliu made this call only after he saw that time had dragged on for quite a while.

Jiang Han thought about it and realized that raising a lot of chickens and ducks would be very smelly. Jiang Han didn’t want to make his doorstep smelly, and he didn’t have that much energy to clean it.

Fortunately, the place is big enough.

If you raise a small number of chickens and ducks, there shouldn't be much of a problem.

"Uncle Six, can I plant vegetables on the land in front first?"

Zhang Laoliu was a little surprised, "You want to grow vegetables on it?"

"Yeah, I have this idea. I don't usually have time to feed the chickens and ducks. So I thought I'd sow some vegetable seeds. If the vegetables grow, that would be great. If not, forget it. The vegetables that do grow, I'll feed them to the chickens and ducks."

Zhang Laoliu scratched his head and said, "But there are big rocks in front of your house. It seems that you can't grow vegetables."

"That's okay, I'll just spread some soil when the time comes."

"So you already had a plan. Fine, then, go ahead and make your own arrangements. You have to do something to avoid gossip. Whether you can do it or not is another matter. After all, everyone has bad times."

"Yeah." Jiang Han responded.

After Jiang Han thought it through, he called Zhang Haidai.

Let Zhang Haidai bring him some mud and help him sow some rapeseed.

Jiang Han made these things with the goal of making sure one of them survived, and if they couldn't, forget it.

So are the chickens and ducks.

If you can survive, live; if you can’t, forget it.

In fact, according to Jiang Han’s design, this should be a complete ecosystem.

Chickens and ducks eat the grown vegetables, and their excrement can be used as fertilizer to nourish the vegetables, while also saving the trouble of cleaning.

But there is always a difference between reality and ideal, and Jiang Han can't say for sure what the actual outcome will be.

The ship sailed for another two days. When Jiang Han and Meng Guo were talking on the phone for a long time, Jiang Han suddenly felt that Meng Guo's tone was not right.

"Xiaoguo, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Guo was furious. "Don't even mention it. I've worked so hard in that lousy hotel for so long. Today, just because I argued with a deliberately difficult customer, the hotel wants to fire me. They won't even give me an internship certificate."

Jiang Han hadn't expected Meng Guo to encounter something like this. "It's not difficult to get an internship certificate. It's just a matter of stamping it."

He has a budget hotel here, as well as a luxury hotel on a deserted island. If Xiaoguo doesn't like hotels, he can also give him a sauce factory stamp.

In a few days, even the pet clinic will be completed.

He could also give her a pet clinic internship stamp.

"I have quite a few stamps now. Which one do you like? You can pick it yourself."

Meng Guo choked and suddenly realized that he was angry for no reason.

But this matter always made her uncomfortable.

She originally had her own plans and didn't want to be dependent on Jiang Han. But now, she still had to rely on Jiang Han.

Of course, if she doesn't rely on Jiang Han, she can also rely on her relatives.

But this was not what she had initially imagined.

Jiang Han had been talking with Meng Guo for quite some time, and he could probably guess what Meng Guo was thinking.

"Xiaoguo, I know that mainstream media is promoting independent women. I don't mean to criticize them, I just think everyone has their own way of living. What everyone thinks is right doesn't necessarily mean it's right."

Meng Guo hung his head, feeling somewhat defeated. "I'm getting fired even though I'm interning at a hotel now. Do you think I can still run a hotel?"

"Do you want to open it?" For Jiang Han, there was only yes or no, nothing else attached.

"Of course I do."

"Then open it."

"But--"

"Xiaoguo, you once told me that those in the service industry should really treat their customers like gods. But there are different levels of customers, and there are also different levels of gods. If a god is not liked by others, you don't have to serve him if you don't want to."

Meng Guo remembered that she had said this before, "I'm a little confused now."

Jiang Han thought about it and realized that if he helped Xiaoguo rent a building in Hangzhou, it would not be difficult for Xiaoguo to open a hotel.