Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

Fang Yan finally let go of his hand when Gao Cheng told everyone to stop eating.

After waving his head for a long time, Fang Yan was sweating all over. Looking at the others, they were similar to him.Everyone threw the tools aside and walked towards Gao Cheng.

The lunch was delivered uniformly after it was ready. It was still very simple. There were only steamed buns with a few dishes. Fang Yan took a look. Most of them were potatoes, and there were scattered pieces of meat. They were packed in a big bucket. Come alone. I scooped up a large spoonful, and if it wasn't enough, I could get more, but when the round was over, there wasn't much left.

Fang Yan lined up like yesterday, and followed the others to receive the meal.Gao Cheng led a few people with a big iron spoon, and each person was responsible for scooping up a dish. Fang Yan took the steamed buns first, and then walked in front of Gao Cheng.

"Where's your lunch box?"

Fang Yan was at a loss: "What lunch box?"

Gao Cheng choked.

Fang Yan looked around, only to find that the other people were holding a lunch box in their hands, and the food was also received in the lunch box.The tableware here is brought by yourself, but no one told him, and Fang Yan didn't know, and now his hands are empty, and he can only stare at the vegetables in the vat.

Gao Cheng was speechless: "Did no one tell you to bring a lunch box?"

Fang Yan shook his head blankly.

"This... we all bring our own lunch boxes, and we don't have any extra bowls. How about... why don't you wait until the end? I've finished sharing with the others, and I'll give you the rest?" Gao Cheng said: "Wait till the end, I'll leave you some more."

"..."

Fang Yan felt a little funny when he thought about the way he was eating with a big bucket in his hand.

"What's the matter? What happened? Why did it stop?" Song Changdong walked over with a steamed bun in his mouth. He took a big bite and said vaguely, "The people behind here are waiting, don't dawdle."

"That's it, Brother Dong, the newcomer didn't bring a lunch box, and I don't know who notified him, but he even forgot to tell him about it." Gao Cheng said.

"..." Song Changdong was speechless: "Didn't I ask you to notify me?"

"Ah?" Gao Cheng was dumbfounded.

It was only then that he remembered that this was indeed his own business.

It’s just that the people here won’t change for a few years. Everyone has been here for a long time, and they all know that they have to prepare their own tableware. Usually, the superiors send people over, and often they can’t last the lunch the next day, or they can’t make it. He didn't want to accept it. He had hardly seen Fang Yan so "obedient". With previous experiences, he even forgot about the notification this time.

Gao Cheng scratched his head and said at a loss, "What should I do? Even if I search for it now, I can't find any extra lunch boxes."

Fang Yan thought to himself: There are bowls and chopsticks in his space, but there is no way to use them at this time.

Song Changdong scratched his head, turned around and brought his lunch box over.

"This... I've already finished eating, and it's still worthwhile to wash it up, but I don't know if you mind." Song Changdong said: "If you mind, I will think of another way for you?"

Fang Yan shook his head, did not accept his kindness, but broke open the steamed buns one by one, asked Gao Cheng to help put the vegetables in, and then took the stuffed steamed buns to the side and sat down , eat slowly.

The accident of the lunch box is considered to be over.

Song Changdong withdrew his gaze, turned his head and patted Gao Cheng on the back of the head: "Remember next time, we can't afford to offend the person sent from above."

"Understood, Brother Dong." Gao Cheng quickly responded: "I didn't mean it this time, don't worry, I will remember it next time, and when I go back, I will buy him a new lunch box."

"Okay, let's continue cooking, everyone is hungry."

"Okay, brother."

Gao Cheng quickly agreed and continued to cook for the others.

Fang Yan didn't take this matter to heart. After lunch, he rested for a while, and continued to do farm work with the others.

For Fang Yan, doing farm work is something he has done since he was a child, and he is already very proficient, but when he works with everyone from day to night, he still inevitably feels tired.

Fang Yan also noticed that in the cabin next to the reclaimed land, the seeds he had brought were placed in preparation for planting.

"Are these the seeds that came with me?" Fang Yan asked.

"Yes." Song Changdong replied casually: "I heard that the yield of the specially sent seeds this time is very high. If it is true, it will be of great help."

Fang Yan also nodded heavily.

Before he could say anything else, Song Changdong said again: "Why am I telling you this, you don't understand anyway."

"...?"

Fang Yan was at a loss, he turned his head away, but Song Changdong was already far away, and there was no way to answer his question.

Fang Yan scratched his head, puzzled.

These seeds were developed by him, and he sent them here. Of course, he understands what Song Changdong’s words mean. He obviously came in the name of an expert. Not only did he research this seed, but how will the growth of this seed follow? , are all things he wants to observe, why doesn't he understand?

Fang Yan always felt that something was wrong.

Before he could figure it out, someone greeted him from a distance, and he ran over quickly, and was the last one to get into the car.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell, and the weather is still cold now, and the sky is getting dark quickly. As the car drove back from the field to the house, the sky was completely dark.

This time Fang Yan has already gained experience, he went to line up to serve the meal first, and then joined the food grabbing team. This time, he did not hesitate at all in his actions, and I don't know if it was because other people at the table took care of him. , let Fang Yan snatch a few slices of meat.

After he finished his bowl of rice, he put down his chopsticks and sat politely waiting for others to finish eating.

Song Changdong glanced at him, and said casually, "Are you a little girl, why is your appetite so small?"

"That's enough."

Only Fang Yan knows that he will go to the space for extra meals later. The food here is too simple, and he consumes too much energy during the day. There is no way to replenish it without large pieces of meat. Now eat There is too much, but I can't eat it later.

After everyone had finished eating, put down their bowls and chopsticks and left their seats one after another, Fang Yan got up and stood up.

Before entering the room, he heard Song Changdong and Gao Cheng discussing in a low voice.

"When will the experts come? The plane should arrive, right? Is it possible to pick them up at night?"

"I don't know, Brother Dong, I'll call and ask later." Gao Cheng said, "Maybe it's possible to arrive tomorrow."

"Whether you arrive today or tomorrow, you can ask me for an accurate time."

"Okay brother."

Hearing the two mentioning himself, Fang Yan was stunned for a moment, and was about to walk over there, when Gao Cheng said suddenly: "The expert is an old man, I have prepared everything, I didn't forget anything, so I sent someone here, If the experts have any headaches, I will also contact the doctors in the clinic over there, this is related to the future harvest, and I am ready."

elder……

That probably wasn't him.

Fang Yan returned to the room in confusion.

This kind of seed was researched by him, why didn't he know that there were other "experts" coming?