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Not long after Lao Zhou went down the mountain, the smell of porridge wafted from the kitchen of the stilted building, and a circle of people soon surrounded the stove.

"Hey, it smells so good," an elder sister about 40 to [-] couldn't help but moved to the side of the pot.Because it is not a holiday, the children are all in school. Those who come to Niuwangzhuang to participate in this flower-picking activity are generally older, and there are very few children, but there are many elderly people among them.

"Old Zhou is very generous this time. He brought us the crab field rice from the village." Another old man said with a smile. He is from Tongcheng. His son often comes to work in Niuwangzhuang. The construction work of the stilted building got them two places for the couple.

"I know this rice. My son brought me glutinous rice balls and rice paste before. That's the taste." Old Duan, speaking with a southern accent, also joined in the fun. Boss Duan also participated in the construction of this stilted building this time. , Turning around, he got his old man and two other familiar old men into Niuwangzhuang.

"Old Zhou's glutinous rice balls, hey, it's absolutely perfect."

"Even if he can't buy it, he doesn't like to buy it. I heard that he sold it to Hong Kong a few times."

"What else is there?"

"I heard from my son that the price given to him is not usually high."

"Hey, bloody capitalism, they've thrown away all the good stuff."

"By the way, where did you guys come from?"

"Ahem." Old Duan cleared his throat, and managed to spit out two words: "South."

"Oh, you came from Guangdong, right? Your accent sounds like a vernacular." An old man in his early sixties asked with a smile.

"That's right." It's right to be able to speak the vernacular.

"My son and daughter-in-law and I came down from the north. The weather there has been bad recently and there is a lot of dust." Another old lady also said at this time.

"People all over the country know about this, but the news is not always on the news recently."

"The main reason is that last year was too dry. Except for some parts of the south, there was little rain in other places."

"It's not bad here. When we went up the mountain in a bullock cart this morning, the air was really good."

"The altitude is high and there are mountains everywhere, so the air must be good."

"You arrived in the morning? We only arrived in the afternoon. The ox cart is really cheap. You said, it costs one yuan per person. Walking slowly along the way, I feel comfortable everywhere. I told my wife , it would be great if I could live in this place for the elderly in the future.”

"I just asked those old people in the yard. The houses in their place are not cheap, and they will probably be more expensive in the future."

"I don't know if he has any long-term recruits here?"

"Didn't I recruit people once before, saying that they were growing mushrooms. I saw it at that time, but the work was too heavy. I discussed it with my daughter for a long time, but in the end I still didn't go."

"The old people in the courtyard at the foot of the mountain are very nice. They come here whenever they want, and they are very free. Not only do they manage food, but they also pay 30 yuan a day. Some jobs pay a little more, and the work is not heavy."

"That's for local old people, we foreigners don't get that treatment."

While they were talking, many people had gathered in the cafeteria outside. Some people couldn't wait for the porridge to be cooked, so they first grabbed two steamed soft cornmeal steamed buns and chewed them with side dishes.

"Well, I also bought this steamed bun online before, but I always feel that the one here seems to be more delicious." At a dining table near the door, a young man who was five big and three chubby was biting into a cornmeal steamed bun, and from time to time He also grabs the small dishes on the two plates with his hands, without even using chopsticks.

"Hey, I'm done eating again, I still have to get some."

"I'll go, how many more do you want?"

"I have to eat two more."

"two."

"Three."

"I want another one."

"You have eaten three of these, do you want more?"

"Well, just eat another one, I have to save some stomach for porridge."

"..."

"How long are you going to stay here this time?" Another big bowl of steamed buns was brought out, and several young men from all over the world chatted naturally.

Women accounted for a large proportion of those who came back to participate in this flower picking activity. In addition, there were many couples traveling together. There were relatively few single men like them, so they naturally got together.

"I just asked for a week off, and a day or two at most."

"It's about the same for me. It's just a matter of trying to get a few days off."

"We do small business by ourselves, and we can go back when we have something to do."

"I'm jealous!"

"There's nothing to be envious of. Maybe I'll pack up and go back when I get a call tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"How about you buddy?"

"Me?" A man who was gnawing on a steamed bun looked up and asked.

"Yeah, how long are you going to stay here?"

"Stationed for a long time." The man stretched his neck, swallowed a big mouthful of steamed buns, and slowly threw out four words.

"Brother, what industry do you do?"

"draw."

"It's really free."

"Hey, we are also envious of not coming."

"Hey, buddies, why don't you come over and sit by our side too?" A big boy with an obviously more cheerful personality on the table said to a handsome guy wearing sunglasses sitting in the corner next to him.

"No, thank you." The handsome guy waved his hands, silently swallowing pickled vegetables and steamed buns.

"Don't hide it, you should have recognized it long ago, hahaha, don't worry, we don't have paparazzi here." The big boy laughed loudly, and many people in the cafeteria also showed smiles on their faces. Mind you, apparently he wasn't the only one who discovered this.

"Isn't he?" It was a little slow to react, only to realize that the person sitting in the corner of the cafeteria looked a little familiar.

"Don't make a fuss, it's only the first day, and a lot of people will come tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I heard that there will be about 350 people coming from our yard and the one on the west side. The quota on the Internet is [-]. , although it is said that it cannot be transferred, but some people have a wide range of connections, and they must be better than us ordinary people."

"There's another yard to the west?"

"Our yard is on the east side of Shangshui Village, and the other yard is on the west side of Shangshui Village. They are both near the thorn rose belt. I heard that Lao Zhou planted these thorn roses along the edge of the mountain he contracted. Yes, that is to say, outside the area surrounded by thorn roses, it is not their home territory."

"Brother, your news is really well-informed!"

"What is this? Just chat with the old people in the courtyard and you will understand. Hey, among our more than 100 people, do you know how many people there are?"

"Forget it, I think you should stop talking. If people come out to relax, just try to be quiet."

"Yes, yes, let's not talk about it, hey, I have an occupational disease again, and I won't let it go when I come out for a vacation."

"you are?"

"Journalist."

As soon as he said this, many people in the cafeteria immediately paid attention to him. Among so many gazes, he couldn't find one that was warm and friendly, all of them looked like wolf guards. look at him.

"Then what, he's on vacation, not working." The buddy immediately explained with a dry smile.

Everyone was silent, obviously not letting go of their guard. The handsome guy who was sitting in the corner just now silently moved his seat to the side and sat down further away from them.

"It's not easy being a public figure."

"No."

"So do journalists."

"Ha ha."

This night, after eating and drinking, they chatted and surfed the Internet. In this mountain full of spring, they unconsciously relaxed their spirits.

The accommodation on the mountain is not bad. Although the room is not very spacious, the layout is reasonable. Each room has two wooden beds. If it is a couple’s room, it is a wider wooden bed. Everything else is exactly the same. There is a coat rack and a storage rack in the room. There are two sets of table boards and stools at the entrance, which are fixed on the wall and can be folded. There is also a desk and a rattan chair in front of the window sill. The curtain is made of a plain The fine cotton cloth is simple and unadorned, and sometimes a corner of it flutters gently with the night wind. All these make these city people who have come from afar feel extraordinarily quiet and beautiful. They all slept soundly this night.

The next morning, as Romon had told them before, someone had driven a group of young bulls from down the mountain to their stilted building early on. The load on each young bull's back was not too much, but they couldn't hold them back. The quantity is large, and it is no problem to carry food for hundreds of people.

"There are steamed buns, steamed buns, soy milk and milk porridge. Although the ladies in our yard have specially made thin quilts to cover the baskets, it's not too hot at the moment. Let's eat it." So relieved, I ran again this morning.

"It's very good, it's good to have this." These people are not picky. Although the steamed buns that Luo Meng and the others brought up from the mountain are not as hot as the ones just out of the cage, they are still warm after all.

"It's going to be like this for the next two days. When everyone arrives tomorrow, I'll arrange people to cook hot soup in the two stilted buildings on the mountain. If any of you are willing to do this work, tell me in advance One sound." Lao Zhou said, and he took a bun and gnawed on it. He went up the mountain this morning without eating much. It is estimated that he will not be able to relax in the next period of time. Cheap labor is not so easy to handle. Many people came here, at least he had to take care of the food and daily life of these people?

"Didn't you ask us to act in groups yesterday? Here, we all divided up last night." At this time, an old man gave Lao Zhou a few pieces of letterhead.

"Thank you." Lao Zhou took the letterheads and counted the number of people with the buns in his mouth. Seeing that they matched the number registered at the foot of the mountain yesterday, he folded the letterheads with a smile and put them in his pockets: "Every group wants Pay more attention to your team members, try to act as a group, don't stand alone, after all, this place is on the mountain, everyone should take care of each other."

"That's for sure, don't worry."

After breakfast, these people went to work with their baskets. On the first day, they didn't have to go far, and they could pick plum petals nearby. Of course, this was one of the benefits of coming early.

The petals of thorn roses are light and thin. It is definitely not easy to pick enough three kilograms a day. Seeing how these people are slowly puffing up, Romon couldn't help but shook his head with a smile: "Be quick!" Don’t be reluctant to pick it up.”

"I'm really reluctant, the flowers are so beautiful." An aunt said with a smile.

"If you can pick five kilograms every day, I'll give you a bottle of flower water when you leave." The two stilted buildings can only accommodate a limited number of people, so Lao Zhou had to work hard to increase the yield.

"How big is a bottle?" The aunt was really moved, and even the young and old female compatriots next to her all turned their eyes to Lao Zhou.

"It depends on how long you have been working. After five days, you can pick five kilograms a day. If you pick more than three kilograms, you will be paid. In addition, you will be given a bottle of 100cc flower water. After ten days, you will get 200cc, and so on. .”

He really intends to export the essential oil extracted from the rose petals. The export price is high, and he just happens to know the goods. At present, it is indeed better than selling it in China.Last time Mario brought back a small bottle of essential oil he extracted in Niuwangzhuang. It is said that the response was not bad. Even though the price is much higher than the essential oil extracted from Damask rose, some people are still willing to pay a lot of money to buy it, just because of it. That unique fragrance.

As for flower water, there is no arrangement yet, and it should be sold on the Internet and in their supermarkets, but now that there are so many women who love beauty and have financial means, these flower water will probably be in short supply by then.

As soon as Lao Zhou said this, the eldest sister immediately smiled with confidence, and she was sure to be able to pick up five kilograms.So for the rest of the time, she didn't care whether the flowers were beautiful or not, and she would grab the petals when she saw them, and she would be quick and ruthless with her strikes.

After the news spread, the work efficiency of these people immediately went up to a higher level. Even if the men don't wipe the flower water themselves, there are still daughters-in-law and old mothers at home. Who wouldn't it be good to earn a bottle or two to send back?

Seeing that this group of people seemed to have finally found their place and stopped treating themselves as tourists, Lao Zhou was also satisfied. He tidied up the baskets that the young bulls used to pack their breakfast just now, folded them and put them aside. , when planning to go down the mountain later, ask two young bulls to carry them on their backs.

Then he himself took a basket and went out to pick petals for a while, until he had picked enough of the basket, he called a bull to come over, poured the basket of petals into a basket on his back, and then caught up with the herd. , along the thorn rose belt, collect the petals all the way.

Ever since he knew that he was going to hold this flower-picking event, Xiao Shulin took the time to make a lot of packing and belting baskets. These baskets are specially used for young bulls. The soft ones don't use wires, and they are not afraid of scratching them. , two baskets on both sides, like two cloth pockets hanging on both sides of the bulls' bellies, much stiffer than the cloth pockets, and it is also very convenient to pour baskets of petals into them.

"One catty nine taels." Romon took a young man's basket and weighed it, reported the number, then poured the petals into the basket carried by a young bull next to him, and called the basket again after pouring: "The basket is Six taels, and the petals total a catty and three taels."

"It's only a pound." The young man took out a card with his name written on it from his pocket with some disappointment, and handed it to Romon.

"What time is it now? It's still the first day. You're pretty good." Romon wrote the weight on the first line, signed his name, and handed the card back to him. When he leaves, he will rely on this card to settle his salary. Of course, some people may still need to pay him back.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Luo Meng called Chen Jianhua and asked him to catch up with the other small buffaloes, start from Niuwangzhuang, go up the mountain from the east, and collect petals along the thorn rose belt all the way until Go down the hill from the west.

Chen Jianhua has been living quite leisurely recently, and he has smoothed out all the work in Niuwangzhuang, and he has glasses to help him, and now he is starting to move closer to the direction of the shopkeeper.

Although it is said that the ease of work can better highlight his ability, but Lao Zhou insisted that their housekeeper has recently gained weight, which is a good sign, but he must not develop into the image of a middle-aged fat uncle so quickly. He did more exercises, such as harvesting flower petals on the mountain, so Manager Chen had to go up the mountain bitterly.