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

Chapter 23: Treasure Hunt and Bonfire Party

Qin Feng smiled when he saw that everyone was looking at him.

"The so-called treasure hunt in the mountains and fields is just digging for purple sweet potatoes."

"Do you see that patch of purple sweet potatoes? Our task today is to dig up purple sweet potatoes. Whoever digs up the biggest one will get a reward."

"This is great!!"

After hearing Qin Feng's words, everyone was eager to try their best and wanted to win the first place in the award.

At this moment, Mr. Wang took the bamboo basket, weighed it in his hand, and suddenly rolled up his sleeves.

"This is not difficult for me at all. Back in college, I dug sweet potatoes and won first place." Mr. Wang said with a confident look.

But before he could finish speaking, he stepped directly into the mud, his leather shoes sinking deep into the mud. When he pulled them out, his legs were covered in mud.

This made the young people behind him all become more efficient.

Qin Feng and Zhao Yan both smiled with their lips pursed. They felt that President Wang seemed a little different from when they were in the company.

This guy used to be so cold.

"Mr. Wang, this is down-to-earth and fits the theme of rural revitalization perfectly." A programmer held up a camera and snapped several photos.

This prompted Mr. Wang to glare at him.

"Mr. Wang, this isn't how you dig sweet potatoes. Follow me and learn."

Qin Feng walked over and demonstrated the tools to them.

"That's too easy."

Mr. Wang tried to dig at the soil like Qin Feng, but he quickly pulled his fingers back as soon as they touched the wet soil.

"Qin Feng, why does this soil feel so cold?"

"It's nothing compared to our office."

Mr. Wang looked puzzled.

"That's simple. Purple sweet potatoes like shade and they're sweeter when they're grown in the soil."

"Be careful. When we dig up the purple sweet potatoes, we should dig down the vines and not use too much force. Be careful not to break the skin of the sweet potatoes, that would be bad," Qin Feng said with a smile.

"good!!"

Mr. Wang nodded and then started digging. Sure enough, he dug up a sweet potato, but it was too small, and he was not satisfied at all.

The others learned it too, and so they all started to take action.

"Haha!! I dug up a purple sweet potato, it looks like a small potato."

"I dug one up too, it's round like a ball."

"....."

Many people made great discoveries, but Mr. Wang was extremely frustrated to see that what he had dug up were all small.

"Don't give up, Mr. Wang, we'll find it eventually."

Qin Feng was secretly amused. The purple sweet potatoes here were all quite large, but how could Boss Wang have such bad luck?

Upon hearing this, Mr. Wang continued digging.

Finally, he dug up a big one, which made him shout with excitement.

"Qin Feng, come take a look! I dug up something this big, does that mean I'll get a prize?"

"Not bad, not bad."

Qin Feng smiled and was about to say something when Zhao Yan, who was standing to the side, came over with a little pig embroidered with purple sweet potatoes.

"Mr. Wang, if you want to win the prize, first answer this question: Do purple sweet potatoes grow on trees or underground?"

"Um??"

Mr. Wang was taken aback, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"This...this purple sweet potato, does this purple sweet potato grow on a vine?" Mr. Wang hesitated for a moment.

After he finished speaking, the young people behind him burst into laughter, and one of the girls clutched her stomach and cried out.

"Mr. Wang, purple sweet potatoes are tubers that grow in the soil. Your agricultural knowledge is not even as good as the pigs raised by Qin Feng's family. Even Cuihua knows to dig into the soil to find food."

They'll find out when they go to the hillside to see the native pigs today.

Mr. Wang blushed, but he still insisted.

"How could I not know this principle?"

"I just wanted to give way to you."

He said that, but he still quietly came to Qin Feng's side.

"Xiao Qin, the handkerchief Zhao Yan has is very nice. Keep it for me later, I'll give it to Wang Cuihua as a gift."

"That's no problem at all."

Qin Feng chuckled, never expecting that President Wang had this side to him.

evening!!

Qin Feng held a bonfire party at the bone-drying field. Li Bo brought five boxes of his homemade hawthorn wine, and Aunt Chen made purple sweet potato cakes, all of which smelled delicious.

There are also some snacks, etc.

A group of young people were gathered around, singing and dancing, having a great time.

At this moment, Mr. Wang was holding a bowl, taking small sips of hawthorn wine. The wine was a bit bitter, but it tasted much better than the red wine in the city.

He looked up at the sky and suddenly sighed.

"Qin Feng, after what happened today, I now think that you and Zhao Yan made the right decision to resign."

"I used to think you guys were all crazy, giving up such high-paying jobs to go back to the village and raise pigs?? Now I understand."

He then pointed to the young people not far away, some of whom were chatting with Li Bo, some with Aunt Chen, and others were checking on Cuihua in the pigsty.

"Look at them, their smiles in the office are always so fake, but today they stepped in the mud and fell down, and they're laughing so happily."

Qin Feng smiled and clinked bowls with him, spilling a little wine onto the threshing floor.

"Mr. Wang, if you think Zhenxing is a good idea, you can invest in our cloud adoption program, which allows children in the city to adopt piglets. We'll install surveillance cameras to broadcast the piglets live in real time, so they can watch them root in the mud, run around, and bask in the sun. It's much more interesting than watching cartoons," Qin Feng said with a smile.

This was something he suddenly thought of, and he thought it was a pretty good idea, so he brought it up.

"Good idea."

"I'll have the legal department draft the contract when I get back tomorrow. The first one I'll adopt is that 'Cuihua' (a nickname), so I've given him the stage name Wang Cuihua. He'll be our company's mascot."

Mr. Wang's eyes lit up; he thought the idea was indeed excellent.

As Zhao Yan approached with a live-streaming stand, Wang's face was flushed and his eyes gleamed with excitement in the camera lens.

"Look, family! A historic moment! Boss Wang is going to adopt Cuihua right here and now. From now on, Wang Cuihua will have a permanent position, and her monthly salary... no, her food expenses will all be covered by Boss Wang."

As soon as Zhao Yan finished speaking, the live chat exploded with comments again.

"Wow!! Wang Cuihua actually got a secure job?!"

"I suggest that Mr. Wang come and clean up Wang Cuihua's poop and pee every week, so he can experience a more leisurely life outside of the 996 work schedule."

"I'm looking for a link to adopt Yun. I want to adopt Tiezhu, who lives next door to Wang Cuihua."

"..."

Late at night, the bus's taillights disappeared at the end of the mountain road, and Qin Family Village gradually quieted down again.

Qin Feng and Zhao Yan sat by the threshing ground, where only a few embers remained of the fire, which occasionally crackled.

The pigsty in the distance was still lit, and the faint sound of Cuihua calling could be heard.

"Have you noticed...?"

Zhao Yan nudged Qin Feng's arm.

"Today, when Mr. Wang was squatting on the ground digging for purple sweet potatoes, his slicked-back hair was half-fallen and his tie was crooked. But he looked much better than when he usually wears a suit and tie."

"really!!"

"It's not that city dwellers don't love the countryside; it's that they've been bound by reinforced concrete for too long. What they lack isn't the entrance fee to a farm stay, but the sight of him with his slicked-back hair drooping and his tie askew, the freedom to walk in the mud, sweating, yet laughing without a care in the world."

Qin Feng turned to look at Zhao Yan, smiled, and said.

"You're right." Zhao Yan nodded in deep agreement, then suddenly laughed, which made Qin Feng look at her in confusion.

"What are you laughing at??"