Cang Hai doesn't care what Cang Hai wants to do, and with the information Cang Hai knows, although Wen Yidao does business, it is far from the status of a family like Rockefeller, Morgan, and Ford. At most, it is a small businessman. So even if you have any ideas, a family like them that can't even make trouble in the United States will naturally not be able to make trouble here. The reason why Wen Yidao is unhappy is that he doesn't want to see them, and he gets bored when he sees them.

Canghai doesn't quite understand what the American family is like, but one thing is clear. Whether it is American or Chinese, they are close or alienated. There are some marginal people who are not loved by their fathers or their parents. For example, Wen Yidao is such marginal people. Although they don't have to worry about food and drink, they just don't have to worry about food and drink. If they weren't disgusted, Wen Yidao, the American young man, had to go to China to do something.

However, worries are also worries about Wen Yidao. He has nothing to do with Canghai, and Canghai continues to live his own little life.

If you want to say that the other days are good, there is one thing. Now Mengmeng, this little girl, has to hold Canghai's arm or neck every night to sleep, otherwise she will be particularly frightened. After sleeping for an hour or two, she will suddenly sit up and cry loudly when she can't see Canghai. Shi Wei can't take her to sleep. Fortunately, Lu Shu stayed here for two days and then went back to the demon city. Canghai, who has resumed her life as a bachelor, doesn't matter if she coaxed Mengmeng to sleep.

As summer is about to pass, the heat of the sun is getting worse day by day, and the crops in the fields are about to be harvested. After a year, the crops are free of diseases and disasters. All the crops in Sijiaping Village are full of joy of harvest, with ears and seeds full of seeds.

The corn field in Canghai's family was planted with sweet corn. Others planted sweet corn and ate it at the market town to sell it. At this time, it had been sold out. Canghai had not sold a single corn cob except for eating it himself, so all the sweet corn on the field was elders. When they had to harvest it, Canghai lazily led a group of people to harvest corn.

When the whole team was heading for the lead, the sun had already set off. Canghai held Mengmeng with his left hand, and Mengmeng held Tietou with his right hand, followed by Shi Wei, Shi Jie and Yan Li, and the last one was Ping An who drove the ugly donkey. The ugly donkey was carrying two big vine baskets on his back, and a group of people walked towards the cornfield.

"Haiwazi, look at this day, when is it now!"

Seeing Cang Hai and other people, Wei Wenkui straightened his waist and pounded his waist twice while talking.

"The temperature is right at this time, and it's suitable for work! We understand life," Cang Hai said with a smile.

The corn grown by each family of the villagers is two or three times that of Canghai. One or two people harvested several times faster than Canghai. It can be seen how surprising the Canghai is to the villagers.

Li Liren was driving the mule by now. There were corn cobs placed in two baskets on the mule's back, one left and one right. Hearing Canghai's words, he said with a smile: "You kid, be diligent, this is the food ration for next year. If you don't collect it before it rains, you kid can't even cry."

"I can't run away again! What's the hurry? And look at this weather, there will be no rain in the past few days without clouds." Cang Hai looked up at the blue sky above his head and said.

Li Liren had no choice but to shake his head and drive his own mule to walk home with the corn cob.

Canghai brought everyone to his own field and unloaded the basket. The ugly donkey began to stretch his head to eat tender corn leaves that had not yet dried, while the others began to break corn on the cob.

When harvesting corn here in Canghai, you must first break off all the corn cobs, then cut off the stems and pile them together as firewood, and leave the remaining roots in the ground, and buried them in the soil as fertilizer when they are turned over.

"Brother! Look."

Mengmeng held a corn cob and said to the sea.

"Good!" Cang Hai praised Meng Hai and continued to reach out and hold the corn on the cob.

Mengmeng looked shorter than a normal child due to malnutrition. She couldn't reach the corn cob, but she got a match with Tie Tou and knocked down the corn pole. Mengmeng was responsible for breaking the corn cob off the pole.

If someone else does this in the field, then it will definitely be a scolding from elders, because it will take time to knock down the corn pole and wait for the pole to chop. If it is a straight pole and a sickle, it will be cut directly. It will take time to lift the pole up. But Canghai doesn't care about these things, as long as you are happy, everyone will do whatever you want.

Therefore, Canghai’s family harvested corn as if they were at the amusement park, and they would do whatever they were happy. Among the people, only Ping An and Shi Wei worked hard.

Even if it is like this, harvesting corn is not a very easy job. Anyone who has tried the taste of corn leaves on his body knows it. Therefore, when harvesting corn, you can be bare-shoulder when you are thick in skin and flesh. You have to wear long sleeves like Canghai. If you wear long sleeves, you will naturally sweat hotly. Therefore, from time to time, Canghai and the group of people have to come out of the cornfield, find a cool place on the side of the road to rest, drink some water, etc.

This makes it even more inefficient.

While resting, Cang Hai looked up and saw Zhang Jiusheng walking down the slope of the village, with a basket on his back behind him.

"Oh, what kind of dress is this?" Cang Hai stood up and greeted Zhang Jiusheng in the long term.

Zhang Jiusheng said loudly: "Don't the village want a tiger-headed yellow? I found more than ten and divided four or five nests."

After hearing Zhang Jiusheng say this, Canghai remembered that the village in front of him was planning to find Hutou Huang, and Canghai almost forgot about this matter. Unexpectedly, Zhang Jiusheng took on this job.

When he heard that Zhang Jiusheng was coming to see the tiger-headed yellow, Shi Jie and Yan Li immediately met him, and Ping An took a step towards Zhang Jiusheng because he wanted one.

Mengmeng wanted to see it too, so she took Tietou two steps, then turned back, reached out and pulled Cang Hai to look at her brother with a long eye.

How could Canghai refuse the little girl's request? He immediately stood up and walked towards Zhang Jiusheng.

Not only Canghai, but now the villagers who were busy in the fields heard that Zhang Jiusheng came to send the tiger's head yellow, and they all walked out of their own fields.

In a short while, a large group of people were surrounded by Zhang Jiusheng.

"Don't squeeze everyone. I'll take the dog out of the basket and put it on the ground and pick it at will." When Zhang Jiu saw so many people surrounding him, he immediately took the dog out of the basket while saying that.

Canghai did not plan to ask for a dog this time because the tiger head at home was enough, so he just watched the fun.

There are about a dozen little yellow-headed puppies with yellow-headed pigs all look good, they all look very sleek and straight, and the characteristics of yellow-headed pigs are very good, but different dogs have different personalities. Some are more lively, and some are not very active, but one of them is particularly lively.

"I want this one!" Hu Shijie glanced at it a few times and then fell in love with a completely black puppy.

Wei Wenkui opened his mouth the second time and asked for another black quiet puppy.

The villagers are all people who know the goods and know how to pick the yellow tiger's head. In addition to their figure and figure, they have a quiet and clear eyes. This is a good yellow tiger's head. Only with a calm temperament can they grow into a good hunting dog.

Canghai helped Ping An pick a good yellow puppy.

After picking a circle, five or six dogs already had a new owner, and then the second round was again.

The villagers are not only picking their own family, but some are also planning to pick one for their children. Because next year, the village will plant watermelon fields, so the task of looking at the melon fields will definitely take turns. It is impossible for dogs to see such a large melon field as people want to see, so each family has picked two or three.

All the families have chosen, and no one wants the yellow puppy left, because this little guy is so lively. From the time he puts it on the ground, he looks like a child with ADHD, sniffing this side and smelling the other side, and his temperament is obviously a bit "frivolous". People who have a little understanding of the yellowish nature of tigers will not choose this puppy.

"I said Jiusheng, what's your opinion of picking dogs? Why is there a person who is just a mess?" Hu Shijie said to Zhang Jiusheng with a smile.

Zhang Jiusheng said: "What can I do? The family said that if they wanted it, don't take away any one if they didn't. Now it's not easy to find a purebred tiger-headed yellow one."

"How many ones were bought? We've transferred the accounts to the exchange."

Zhang Jiusheng waved his hand and said, "It's all small money, not worth it!"

Zhang Jiusheng wanted to continue to do the vegetable business with the village. When cooking restaurants, delicious food is the most important thing. Now Zhang Jiusheng's restaurant has many repeat customers, and they all know that his restaurant's dishes are delicious, and they are all pollution-free green vegetables. Several times the inspection staff came to random inspections and gave them five stars, so Zhang Jiusheng took the matter of looking for a dog, just to bring the relationship closer to everyone.

"How much is it? We can't let you pay for your work even if you do it," Hu Shijie said seriously.

"I said Mr. Hu, don't shiver me. What's worth twenty or thirty yuan is worth my demand?" Zhang Jiusheng said with a bitter look on his face.

Hu Shijie heard this and asked, "So cheap?"

"Who still raises this now? Not to mention the city, even many families in the town have dogs, but they have foreign dogs. From time to time, people compare who are expensive. For example, this kind of hunting dog, the value of the thin dog on the market is a bit rising. No one wants the tiger's head yellow. Now the people keep it no longer hunts, so it is becoming increasingly difficult to find purebred tiger's head yellow..." Zhang Jiusheng said.

Everyone knows this. Canghai has lived in the Demon City. Generally, people who raise dogs are golden retrievers and huskys. Now, the price of English fighting, magic fighting, American bully dogs is gradually becoming popular again. The price is 10,000 or 20,000 yuan, and 20,000 yuan is increasing. This is still ordinary. It is not new to any competition-level dog. Anyway, local dogs are not sought after by most Chinese people who are gradually becoming rich.

He picked the remaining puppy and ran around to Feng Meng's hand. The little girl couldn't let go when she touched her. She happily squatted on the ground and teased her puppy. When the puppy saw someone playing with her, she immediately shook her tail and whispered her ass and played so happily. With this temperament, she knew that she was afraid that she could not even be competent for the housekeeper.

Fortunately, Canghai didn't expect this thing to be aware of. Seeing Mengmeng liked it, he asked, "Can we take this home?"

"Yes!" Mengmeng happily hugged the puppy in her arms when she heard this, and it seemed that she was not going to let go for a while.

When Zhang Jiusheng saw that the dogs were all separated, he said to everyone: "Since everyone is here, I have something to say. Let's see if you can sell me some of the food in your hands?"

"Can't buy food on the street?" Hu Shijie asked curiously.

Zhang Jiusheng said: "It's not that I can't buy it, but that the food I bought on the street is not as safe as you. Who knows how much medicine they took when planting it? What are the signs that who can believe it 100%? I still want to believe in the food produced in your village."

Everyone understood as soon as they heard this, Zhang Jiusheng wanted to buy food and eat it at home for peace of mind.

The grain planting in Sijiaping Village is worry-free. Last year, people still had top dressing. However, when they saw that everything was applied in Canghai, the grain still grew well. This year, everyone saved money to buy fertilizer, and at most it was applied to farm fertilizer. As expected, the grain grew well this year. Now it seems that the harvest is not much worse than the fertilization. Naturally, it is as green as possible. People must be safe to eat.

But now the problem is that everyone grows food fields. The old man and the old lady grow more, so they are also prepared for their children and grandchildren. Even if there is excess, they can't sell much for Zhang Jiusheng. So everyone's eyes quickly focused on Canghai.

Canghai said with a wry smile: "It depends on what I do. The food in my land is not eaten by one family. I have to give it to the Demon City. Let's do this, I will give you a maximum of about a hundred pounds."

Although there are many plants in Canghai, there are not many left and right, and rice has to be bought out, so there is really no excess grain for Zhang Jiusheng. Besides, Canghai is just to eat safe grain, otherwise he would not have planned how many acres of rice to grow next year.

"Then all the families are evenly enough, it's almost enough for your family to eat." Hu Shijie said, "I couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
Chapter completed!