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Although essential oil is good to use, it is not easy to produce, especially the essential oil extracted from the petals of the old Zhou's thorn rose. Because the oil yield is too low, every drop of essential oil requires a lot of manpower and material resources.

Those who participated in the flower-picking activities on the mountain came and went, and the buffaloes carried flower petals and food up and down the mountain every day. Compared with the huge workload, the little essential oil extracted every day always seemed pitifully small.

Recently, Damascus roses have also begun to bloom one after another. Damascus roses can be picked whole, and the labor required is relatively small. It is enough for the courtyard to arrange a few people to go up the mountain to pick them every day.

It turns out that on the hillside, the thorn rose planted by Lin Kuo was mainly for picking flower buds, because the production of essential oils really requires too much labor. If the manpower is organized by Lao Zhou, the final It is really difficult to distribute profits, and on the Internet, there is still a certain market for the thorn rose buds of the old Zhou family, and the sales of Tongcheng Jiweilou are also very good.

The essential oil of thorn rose and the essential oil of Damascus rose have to be refined separately, which means that another set of equipment needs to be ordered. Fortunately, the payment for the first batch of essential oil has also been in place. Lao Zhou is quite straightforward this time, without blinking his eyes After a while, another set of equipment was ordered, and on the other side of the warehouse, a separate set of equipment was set up for refining Damascus roses.

These two sets of guys are all watched by Liu Yonghui. At most, Lao Zhou himself will go to help him when he is the busiest, or he will occasionally go to take over and ask Liu Yonghui to let the wind outside, so as not to accidentally tire this fat man. No, they won't come next year.

Although this Liu Yonghui has not been in this profession for many years, he has a solid foundation anyway, and he has a calm and careful personality. He has worked on refining essential oils for a few days, and Lao Zhou feels very satisfied.

When this guy first came, everyone actually didn't think highly of him. Seeing that he was full of fat, he didn't look like a down-to-earth worker.What's so wrong with appearances? When Liu Yonghui first started his business, although he relied on the foundation of his parents, the larger buildings above were built layer by layer by himself.

For the fat boss of the Zongheng shopping mall, he just fiddled with flower petals and extracted a little essential oil every day without thinking about anything, which was almost like a vacation. In addition, the scenery on the Niuwangzhuang was pleasant, and the treatment that Lao Zhou gave them was very different. It's not bad, the food is good, the living is good, and the salary is paid. His old Liu has been paying other people's salary all these years, and occasionally earning a bit of money from others, it's okay.

Liu Yonghui's daughter-in-law didn't have much to do, and she took her daughter to wander around in the first two days, but this place is not a tourist attraction after all, after wandering for two or three days, she ran out of places to go, and in the end she simply called her man. Let her help so that she doesn't have nothing to do all day, dangles around, and feels uncomfortable in front of the working people all over the mountain.

As for their daughter, after hanging around with her parents for a few days, she probably felt a little boring, so Liu Yonghui sent her to the kindergarten with a little money, and let her play with the children in the town. Anyway, she is almost here soon. At the age where she can go to kindergarten, these two months should be regarded as an early adaptation for her.

"Old Liu, come, I'll get you some more vegetables." Another day at lunchtime, Liu Yonghui asked his wife to watch the stall, and he brought two rice pots to cook.

"Give me some more meat. If I don't eat it, my daughter-in-law will eat it." Liu Yonghui looked at the greasy stir-fried meat and was greedy. He heard that Lao Zhou went to the village early to buy this meat today, and he actually raised it for eight months. Farm pigs are delicious and not cheap, and Lao Zhou is generally not willing to buy them.

"Old Liu, we men, it's okay to be fat, anyway, we don't pay much attention to our figure, but if it affects our health, it's really not a joke." While scooping up the vegetables, I couldn't help but start chattering. There aren't many fat people in Niuwangzhuang, and among them, Fatty Hou is the worst in terms of physical fitness. Now give him the bottom one, and he will immediately find a sense of superiority up.

"Meat." Old Liu raised his chin, this fat man dared to take his portion of meat to try.

"Okay, I'll give you meat." Tsk, if you're not in good health, don't stop eating. If you're like this, you still eat meat. If you can't eat it, don't eat it. It's better to leave it to people in good health.

"By the way, fat man, didn't you still kill the chicken this morning? Where's the chicken?" Liu Yonghui said, holding the compartment above the rice bowl, and went to the side to make two servings of soup.

"Don't call me fat." Fatty muttered in his heart, we don't know who is fatter. "That chicken belongs to Dabao, not ours."

"Dabao?" Liu Yonghui knew about Dabao, a big white dog from the old Zhou's family. He said how did that guy grow so big and fat? It turned out that he was fed like this. The roosters in Niuwangzhuang cost hundreds of dollars. These people It's really worth it.

Looking at the few slices of meat in his rice bowl, Liu Yonghui couldn't help but sighed deeply, but before leaving the cafeteria, he still couldn't help saying to Hou Fatty: "Don't call me Old Liu, we haven't reached that age yet."

"How old is he?" Fatty Hou couldn't help asking Wan Liangshan behind him.

"The same age as me." Wan Liangshan grinned.

"..." Fatty Hou looked at the refreshing young man in front of him who looked like a dog, and then at Uncle Liu Yonghui's back. For the first time in his life, he felt that maybe he should lose weight...

Dabao has never had such troubles. He is completely satisfied with his figure, and he doesn't need to worry about marriage issues, just leave it to Lao Zhou.

Dabao and Yaya are gnawing on a pot of chicken at the moment, and Yaya can be considered to have survived now. When Dabao was growing up, he had a huge appetite, and he often ate from his pot. Now his son is promising Yes, if he can earn back a whole little rooster, he, the old man, will naturally be rewarded as well.

Originally, Lao Zhou promised to let Dabao eat the little cocks for a week, but after the chicken spirit was found, this guy regretted it a little. A few times of chicken spirit, even if it eats chicken for a lifetime, it will not suffer a loss.

It's just a chicken a day, eating so much for a week, how fat will this dog be by then?One can't fix the whole three highs, which will directly affect the life expectancy, then he will really lose money, so Lao Zhou discussed with their Dabao and decided to kill a little cock for him every other day. The little rooster has been eating for half a month, and today is the last one.

The dogs in Niuwangzhuang usually eat a lot of meat, but it is not so easy to eat the little roosters in their village. Dabao licks the last mouthful of soup in the basin contentedly, wagging his tail and inspecting the roosters. The group went.

On the hillside where the loquat trees are planted, the two puppies of the old master are already waiting here. The two brothers came to learn from Dabao, because they found that no matter how hard they searched for all kinds of delicious food on the mountain, It’s not as satisfying as Dabao’s to find a chicken spirit once and eat chicken for half a month in peace.

"Wang!" Dong Yi Dong Er trotted to Yaya Dabao and the others. For the rest of the afternoon, the two brothers planned to hang out with the father and son. It won't be long before the third son's puppies are born. The team designation has to grow.

Dabao is very concerned about the roosters and hens under his control, especially the young roosters who have just grown up. If he can find another one with a chicken spirit, he will have another half a month to eat chicken.A few big dogs and puppies were sniffing here and there among the chickens, and the roosters and hens were also used to it, so they didn't care too much, and just cared about digging in the ground.

"Woof! Wang Wang!" Over there, the two brothers of the old family suddenly barked excitedly.

"Woo!" Yaya Dabao didn't even think about it, and Sa Yazi ran over there.

"Wow! Wow, woof!" The old master's two brothers kept barking happily.

"Ahh..." Yaya father and son ran desperately, wagging their big tails, thinking that there was another half a month of chicken waiting for them, but they didn't expect that instead of chicken, they were greeted by a bunch of red and green fruits.

At the foot of a hillside, a few thorn plants crawled on the slope with their branches and leaves. From above, the fruits were mostly covered by green leaves, which was not obvious. The dogs could see the fruits from the bottom. Many of the fruits are already ripe, exuding a sweet and sour aroma.

"Ahhhhhhh..." Yaya gently pulled those branches and leaves with her claws, and it turned out that these branches were all thorny, and they were hard and sharp barb thorns, so she took away her claws with a whine return.

"Ha!" Dabao wanted to eat the fruits with his mouth, but because the branches of this clump of bubble thorns grew too lushly, and there were too many thorns on it, he failed several times, and finally he burrowed under these branches. Drilling, looked up at the bright red fruits above, then turned over, with all four feet in the sky, hooked the upper branches with claws, and stretched his neck to bite those fruits.

"Wow!" Dong Yi and Dong Er sprawled outside and watched for a while, and soon each found a place with good geomantic omens, and went to taste the first batch of ripe pao'er from Niuwangzhuang.

Yaya naturally didn't fall behind either. Since this guy can eat his son's chicken without any grievances, his image doesn't matter at all in his eyes. Roll back all over the mud, no pressure for it.

"Wow...Wow!"

"Ahhhhh..."

"Wang woo..."

"Ah woo... woo..."

The fruit is delicious, and the barbs are very cruel. They either hooked their tongues or pierced their noses. The injured dogs whined and kept stretching out their paws to the branches in the sky. The exposed dog tails, Sometimes I swayed happily a few times, and sometimes I trembled with pain.