Returning to his hometown to raise pigs, a pig-slaughtering feast went viral online.

Chapter 19 Orders Like Snow

"It's nothing."

"Now I understand a little why you wanted to go back to the countryside to raise pigs. Look at the lively atmosphere here, it's just so wonderful."

Zhao Yan turned her head and looked at Qin Feng.

She had been staying with Qin Feng for some time now, and with today's lively scene, she finally understood.

This seems to be what life is all about.

"It's alright. The main thing is that it's very relaxing here, the pressure isn't that great, and I don't have to face a cold, impersonal computer all the time."

Qin Feng sat down next to Zhao Yan and said with a smile.

"Let's not talk about that. What do you want to eat tomorrow? I'll make you something."

Zhao Yan looked up, and the sunset glow fell on her clean little face, tinging it with a light pink, making her look even more adorable and beautiful.

At that moment, she looked into Qin Feng's eyes and spoke softly.

"Anything you do is fine."

"Um!!"

Qin Feng nodded.

He then looked at the pigpen not far away. The piglets had already eaten their fill and were all huddled together, grunting. There were still some oil stains on the long table in the threshing ground that hadn't been wiped clean.

And the villagers' conversations and laughter.

Qin Feng knew that this was what made life truly vibrant, lively, and flavorful, and the people around him made it even better. He felt that life would only get better from here on out.

. . . . . .

In the days following the end of the food festival, Qin Feng stood in the warehouse, stunned by the mountain of orders piled up.

The printer kept beeping, and order forms kept falling.

Li Bo squatted down in the corner, counting the cardboard boxes, his fingers trembling slightly.

"Xiao Feng, look at these five hundred boxes of cured meat, what are we going to do with them? The warehouse is almost overflowing."

Zhao Yan also rushed in.

"Xiaofeng, there are five group-buying orders from the community group just now."

"Aunt Chen, do you have enough jars for pickling vegetables? If not, we need to buy more as soon as possible."

"That's enough, don't worry about me."

Aunt Chen quickly responded, and then she called out to Uncle Zhou.

"Old Zhou, hurry up and go help. I'm not in a rush here, but the cured meat needs to be delivered urgently."

"Don't worry!! I'll get it done quickly, but I have to cut down the pine trees on the back mountain and use them as firewood," Uncle Zhou replied.

Qin Feng looked at this scene and then at the orders.

"We only have so few vehicles here, how can we deliver? Wait a minute."

Qin Feng seemed to have thought of something, so he quickly made a phone call to Manager Zhou, but before he could speak, Manager Zhou called out urgently.

"Boss Qin, I was just about to call you. The cured meat in your village is so popular. I just put it on the shelf and it's all sold out."

Do you have any stock left?

"Manager Zhou, we still have some stock here, but do you have any trucks? If so, please come and pick some up," Qin Feng said solemnly.

"Yes, yes, yes, we'll send someone over right away." Manager Zhou seemed exceptionally excited; he felt that cooperating with Qin Feng and his team was fantastic.

Look at this booming business, they're sure to make a fortune.

Although it's a 30/70 split, their profit margin is still quite substantial, since all they have to do is sell.

"Okay!!" Qin Feng said.

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Zhao Yan.

"Xiaoyan, thank you for your hard work during this time. After all, you are quite familiar with accounting." Qin Feng looked at Zhao Yan.

He felt that if it weren't for Zhao Yan, their accounts would definitely be a mess.

Looking back over this period of time, she has already clearly and completely settled the accounts of the factory, the cooperative, and the village.

Every expense and income was recorded in great detail.

"It's nothing, it's what I should do," Zhao Yan smiled.

Throughout the day, everyone in Qin Family Village was busy from head to toe, and the threshing ground became a temporary sorting center. Aunt Chen led many women in making wild vegetable dumplings and dried wild vegetables.

Li Bo led many villagers in smoking meat.

Uncle Zhou drove his tricycle back and forth to the town, bringing back a lot of cardboard boxes.

Zhao Yan was extremely busy, constantly monitoring the live stream and preparing reports.

This scene made Qin Feng feel a little sorry for him.

"Xiaoyan, come on, no matter how busy you are at work, you still need to eat something." Qin Feng placed a bowl of lean meat porridge on Zhao Yan's table.

"Wait a minute."

"Qin Feng, this is a video I made on the spot to demonstrate the traceability system. Would you like to take a look?" Zhao Yan looked at Qin Feng.

"good!"

Qin Feng took the USB drive and examined it carefully.

In the video, Uncle Zhou helps deliver piglets, Aunt Chen helps process the pork, and Li Bo dozes in front of the smokehouse. The camera pans across their rough hands, graying temples, and Qin Feng's pig-raising process, finally freezing on a panoramic view of Qin Family Village, accompanied by the caption: "Every bite of meat carries the warmth of the land."

Qin Feng felt a slight pang of sadness as he watched. He turned to look at Zhao Yan, who was now eating the lean meat porridge in small bites.

He subconsciously took out his hand and wiped the rice grains from the side of Zhao Yan's mouth.

The next moment, both of them were stunned, their faces flushed slightly, and an awkward silence filled the air.

Fortunately, the village party secretary's loud voice broke the awkward silence.

"Xiaofeng, Xiaoyan, good news, good news!"

The village party secretary walked in excitedly.

"Party Secretary?? What good news??"

Qin Feng looked at the village secretary with a puzzled expression, wondering what news he had brought that made him so excited?

Zhao Yan also looked at the village party secretary.

"Here's the thing, I just received a notification that a TV station will be coming tomorrow to interview our Qin Family Village," the village secretary said excitedly.

He hadn't expected that even the city's TV station would come; it seemed their village was becoming even more popular.

"TV station??"

Qin Feng and Zhao Yan were both stunned. This was a city TV station, and they actually wanted to interview their Qin Family Village?

"Yes!! I didn't expect that either," the village secretary said.

"That's a big deal, we need to get them all here for a meeting." Zhao Yan looked at Qin Feng.

"I think so too."

Qin Feng nodded.

"Then I'll go and inform the villagers now, and ask them to come to the courtyard for a meeting at eight o'clock tonight." The village secretary felt that this matter also needed to be handled carefully.

This is a great opportunity to gain exposure and make a name for yourself.

So the village secretary went to inform everyone.

. . . . .

At eight o'clock in the evening, many people from Qin Family Village arrived. In fact, most of the people in Qin Family Village are middle-aged and elderly, since the young people have all gone out to find a living.