The sunset.

The sky is full of clouds, reflecting the sky.

At this time, Yan Qinghe was seeing Aunt Chen, picking up a load of swab water to the pig bar, and was preparing to feed the pig.

And squid, that is, leftover meals, soups, etc. poured together, plus a mixture of cooked rice bran or potato vines, etc., is usually used to feed pigs in the countryside, also known as boiling water or water.

The pig bar is a seven- or eight-square-foot brick house with six white fat piglets sleeping in it.

As soon as they saw Aunt Chen, they immediately got up and lifted up and shouted around Aunt Chen.

Yan Qinghe approached and found that the smell of the pig bar was very heavy, smelling some disgusting, making him very unaccustomed.However, Aunt Chen did not seem to smell like, or had already been used to putting down the stilt bucket in front of the bar, and began to feed the pigs.

In the pig bar, there is a material groove made of cement, more than one meter long.

Chen aunt put the skebow in the bucket, according to the speed of the pig feeding, a spoon and a spoon to the groove...

"Ah, Qing Air, how did you come here, it stinks here, go away."Aunt Chen saw Yan Qinghang even busy, feeling that Yan Qingyue should not come to such a place.

"Let's see the pigs."

Yan Qingkang smiled, has already gone to the front of the column, some curious asked: "Ain Chen, how long does this pig have to be raised before it can be released?"

"You can get out of the way until the New Year."

Aunt Chen laughed a little, then explained: "I have to raise for eight or nine months."

“How much can a two-hundred-pound pig sell for?”These should be 40-50 pounds of pigs.

Although the pig bar is stinky, it is relatively clean.

“One hundred and fifty-six.”Aunt Chen thought for a moment and said, “Now the price of a pig is eight pieces, three or four pounds.”

If it is eight pieces of four pounds, two hundred pounds of pigs, less than one thousand seven.

At first, I thought that a two hundred pounds of pig could be sold for two thousand dollars.

“Athlete Chen, will I be able to feed you?”The twilight was interested in the moment.

"This squirrel is dirty, it will dirty your clothes."Aunt Chen hurriedly, but when Yan Qingyue insisted again, he gave the spoon to Yan Qingyue.

At this time, Yan Qingyue took the spoon and asked, “Ain Chen, the pig ate half of it, and it would be added, right?”

“Hmm.”

Aunt Chen nodded, and at the same time let Yan Qingyue be careful not to get dirty clothes.

“How many times a day do you feed this pig?”

“ twice, but I’ve heard some people who specialize in pig farming say they feed at least three times a day...”

About ten or twenty minutes later, Yan Qinghe had already fed the stilts in two buckets to the belly of six little pigs.

“Aren’t you in town, you’ve fed pigs before?”Aunt Chen was somewhat surprised, looking at the action of Yan Qing's air feeding, as if it was very familiar.

“No, the first time.”

He smiled, then left the pig with Aunt Chen.

At this time, Malay just came, and in the distance, he saw Yan Qingyue feeding the pig, and approached and said, “Mr. Yan, feed the pig?”

“Hey, baby, pigs.”The head nods.

After that, they both felt strange about the conversation.

Behind the horses, in addition to the two bodyguards and assistants, there are some villagers and several staff members of the program group.

When they heard the conversation, they laughed.

“Mr. Ma, you’re very busy, you’re running around for dinner.”

Yan Qinghang couldn't help but laugh, and did not mind the horse running to rub the rice, after all, it was already familiar, and it was also a friend.

"It's worth it to get Mr. Yan's meal, even if it's far away."The Malay laughed and told the others not to follow.

The bodyguard and the assistant looked at each other and did not follow.

At this time, Yan Qingkang and Malay walked on the path, unconsciously walking into the rice fields and watching the rice that was about to mature.

"This year's rice looks good."

The Malay squatted down, pulled a few rice from the rice ear, put it in his mouth, spit out the chaff, and said, "The grain is full, it should be a good harvest."

In the old man's yard, Chef Wang, Teacher Li, Teacher Wu and others saw Malay and Yan Qingyang walking in the rice fields.

A very familiar look, I can't help but be surprised.

In particular, Mr. Wu, could not have imagined that Mr. Yan's relationship with Mr. Ma was so good...

Although she is also a friend of General Ma, it is only the most ordinary kind, usually met friends who talk a few words...

There is nothing.

And really can be friends with Ma always, are the boss of the big man level, she is a small star is not qualified.

“Who are you, Mr. Yan?”

Teacher Li seems to ask, after all, people who can talk and laugh with Malays, even if they are low-key, they will have some fame and let people know...

But the man in front of him seemed to pop out suddenly.

What rich second generation ah, the second generation of officials, for ordinary people, identity is indeed not simple.However, there is no qualification to talk and laugh in the presence of Malays, and even the only son of the richest man, the fool does not have this qualification.

"I don't know."

Chef Wang shook his head.

In my heart, I am afraid that Mr. Yan is not a cook so simple.

“Mr. Wu, you and Ma are always familiar with each other, have you ever heard of it?”Mr. Li asked Mr. Wu.

“No.”

Teacher Wu shook his head and said, “Although I know a lot of people in business, I haven’t heard of this person.”

“Strange, if a good cook, why haven’t I heard of it?”Chef Wang was somewhat surprised and said to them, “Culinary skills like Mr. Yan should not be unknown...”

At this time, many people, holding their mobile phones to shoot the horses and Yan Qingyan in the rice fields, and upload small videos.

“Did your father visit the farm?”

“Dad, what is this?”Are you ready to support rural development?”

The netizens who saw the small video were curious, whether it was Ma Dad who was ready to cooperate with the countryside and promote agricultural products.

However, almost all female netizens, the eyes are on Yan Qingyue.

“Who is this handsome guy?”

"Who knows the handsome guy in the video, Kim asked for the contact information of the handsome man..."

The little video sent out, and it didn’t take long for thousands of clicks, dozens of comments.

Moreover, the number of onlookers is increasing.

Then the sky began to darken.

"Mr. Ma, what you want to eat at night gives you a chance to order a meal."The choir laughs.

“Mr. Yan, really?”

The Malay was surprised and said, "Don't regret it."

“You need to have food.”Yan Qinggao, "Here, the ingredients should not be a lot, you don't order those who can't be done here."

“East flesh, that’s okay?”

Malay laughed, “When I was a child, I liked to eat Dongpo meat...”

"That's simple."

He smiled, and then returned to the old man’s yard with the Malaya.

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