Entrepreneurship in a different world

Wen Rong set the off-duty time here at the same time as the manor, around six o'clock after sunset and before dark.

On the first day after work, the big guy was still not used to it, so he asked to continue working.

Wen Rong didn't agree, and explained the commuting time to the children again.

"Wait until the last batch of workers leave in the morning and you will go to work, and you will get off work at about the same time as them in the afternoon. There is an hour's break at noon, so that's it." Just like that, they still have about ten working hours a day. an hour.

It's a pity that there is no clock, otherwise you can commute to get off work and rest according to stricter time points.But he was also afraid that if he relaxed too much all of a sudden, these people would be worried instead.

He knew them all too well.I can't rest for a moment, worrying about gains and losses, and anxious, for fear that everything I get in front of me is like dew before dawn, which will evaporate as soon as the sun comes out.

Let them learn to settle down slowly in the future.I'm afraid this is not just something that is easy to talk about, nor is it something that can be done in a day or two.

If you are in an unstable environment for a long time, it will take at least half a year to more than a year to adapt to the changes in your life, learn how to let yourself let go of your worries, and be completely at ease.

"Wash your hands and go to the kitchen to queue up to get your meal. I just went to see that the oatmeal is already baked." Wen Rong called the children to get off work to get their 'reward'.

At present, there are [-] of them in total. Wen Rong and Dabao also want to eat here, and they line up at the door of the kitchen to get wheat cakes according to the rules.

The wheat cakes made by Caiyi and Grandma Qiong are made according to the standard size on the outside. The difference is that some seasonings like salt and pepper are added inside. It is freshly made, which is naturally much better than the big manor who makes many distributions for several days at a time.

According to head rationing, even the little babies who were still held in Grandma Qiong's arms were allotted a piece of cake, and the remaining little boys who didn't have to work also got their first piece of cake that belonged to them alone in their lives. Everyone The guy just sat on the floor outside the kitchen and ate without saying a word.

The younger children took the initiative to share one, and the rest was handed over to Grandma Joan for her to keep for the next distribution.The little baby couldn't eat the cake, so he could only break up the cake residue and mix it with hot water to soften it, and then made it into a paste and fed it to him.

Wen Rong took a special look at the little baby eating. Although he was only a few months old, he had already adapted to this way of eating. The toothless little mouth babbled and ate happily.

The infants and young children who can survive are all eliminated and screened by themselves.

"You can fry some flour for him, wash it with boiling water, and feed it when he's hungry, it's easier to absorb than cake residue." Wen Rong touched the baby's small bald head and said to Grandma Qiong.

"is it okay"

"Of course. It's agreed that you will work and they will eat. He is also one of us."

Hearing what he said, the children around looked at Wen Rong as if there were stars twinkling in their eyes. 'One of us'... This kind of words sounds so beautiful.

The children wanted to go to the workshop again after dinner, Wen Rong had no choice but to close the broken door and told Ah He, "They are not allowed to go in again. Let them go home and pack some things. If they stay here tonight, Clean up quickly before the workers come back."

"I live here too." Ah He and A Miao stated, "We live here in the common room, look, look at things."

"Okay! Do as you please." Wen Rong knew that he was simply helping him to take on more responsibilities, but he knew that this young man still needs to pay the equivalent rent of ten coins every month .Living here, the two brothers can be taken care of and save the rent money.Why not?

After repeatedly urging them to be safe, Wen Rong took Dabao home from get off work.

"Father..." Before leaving, Dabao looked at the other vacant houses in District N, feeling a little reluctant.There are so many delicious foods here.

"What?" Wen Rong squatted down and patted Da Bao's soiled pants.

"Dabao likes this place." The child was able to utter a whole sentence clearly and completely.There are a lot of food here, and there are a lot of children who can play with him.

They played climbing together this afternoon.Dabao climbed the fastest, and other children envied him.

"Does Dabao want to live here too?" Wen Rong thought for a while, but he still felt that it would be better not to live together, "We have Danzier younger brothers and sisters at home, and those vegetables, it's inconvenient..."

"Oh!" Da BMW understood right away, no longer missed this place, and obediently grabbed Wen Rong's hand, "Get off work, go home!"

Wen Rong didn't eat the wheat cakes he received just now, he planned to take them back and add some cabbage harvested in the morning to fry a pancake to eat.After taking two bites, Dabao felt that it was not as delicious as his father's cooking, so he handed it to his father to put it away.

The father and son returned to the green sandwich house in Lane 1899. One lay down under the bed to see his younger siblings, while the other washed his hands and closed the door to prepare their father and son's dinner.

The kitchen utensils were set up, and a fire was lit in the fire pit. While waiting for the pot to heat up, Wen Rong cut the father and son's cakes into thin strips for later use.

The harvested cabbage is directly poured into the pan after heating the oil without washing it. There was a sound of 'zila', which made Wen Rong feel pleasant.

It's been a long time since the stir-frying in hot oil!

Dabao smelled the fragrance and ran over and squatted beside the pot, watching Wen Rong's every move curiously.

"Is it fragrant?" Wen Rong teased him.

Dabao nodded his head like a chicken pecking rice, "Good~~ delicious!"

Stir-fry the cabbage for a while, pour the shredded cake into it before the water comes out and continue to stir-fry, add soy sauce, pepper, and salt, the taste will be richer.

Fortunately, there was no window in their small room, and the scent would not come out for a while, and it was in the room, and the workers who got off work during this time were still on the way, so he didn't have to worry about being discovered.

Fearing that he would not be full, Wen Rong made another bowl of batter soup after a bowl of fried pancakes was finished. When the soup was almost ready, he harvested the remaining half-sized cabbage seedlings and put them in it.

The father and son sat on the wooden board, with two large bowls in front of them, one filled with oily fried pancakes, and the other contained batter soup with green leafy vegetables floating in it. Dabao handed his exclusive small wooden bowl to his father.

Wen Rong filled a bowl of fried pancakes for him, and saw him clumsily trying to feed the food with a wooden spoon, and smiled from ear to ear.

So cute!

"Hello, Dad?"

Dabao shook his head, "I can!" He is a big brother, how can he let his father feed him?

Wen Rong ate the remaining half bowl of fried pancakes in the big bowl by himself.

"Father's cooking is the best!" Before Wen Rong took the initiative to ask, Dabao praised in a very face-saving way, "It's better than Grandma Qiong's cooking!"

"Don't tell Grandma Qiong about this, she probably hasn't cooked it for a long time. Dad's cooking is delicious because he is willing to put seasoning and oil."

The father and son shared the fried pancakes and then the noodle soup. This time Dabao ate less.Wen Rong washed the dishes after eating, and Dabao even ran over to help with the washing.Wen Rong knew that he just wanted to play with water, and this kid had a special affinity for water, so he let him play for a while.

After eating and drinking enough to pack up the house, the sky outside became dark.In the narrow alleys around, there was the sound of unemployed workers walking around.

Among them, the worker with a keen sense of smell seldom spoke, and his voice was relatively loud, "Hey! Did you smell it? It smells so good? Who cooks so deliciously?"

Dabao raised his head and smiled at Wen Rong.The father and son made a 'shh' at the same time.

"Where's the smell? You're starving, go back quickly. We've got fresh water at home today, and it's best to cook oatmeal. Add some salt, it's sure to be delicious!!"

The footsteps got farther and farther away, Wen Rong breathed a sigh of relief, smiled and patted himself on the chest.

What a funny day.A better meal at home requires sneaking around.Maybe, when the business stabilizes, should I really change to a bigger house?

He had planned to change houses a long time ago, but he is still not sure whether to change to area D or another area.

In fact, he took a fancy to the house in District B, where there is a house with a single family, but if the people there are really difficult, he would not dare to live there with a few children.

There are still more than ten days, so let's think about it slowly.

This night was the most relaxing and comfortable night Wen Rong had been here for a long time.Early in the morning, he hugged the scrubbed Dabao and got into the small bed.

Dabao couldn't sleep, so Wen Rong told him stories, "Journey to the West".This is the most complete and complete story in his mind.I watched it too many times when I was a kid.

Dabao listened with gusto, hugged Wen Rong's neck and yelled 'Wow' from time to time to help with the dubbing.The four little eggs under the bed also joined in.

When he stopped to rest in the middle, Wen Rong could hear the sound of bubbles spitting out from the bucket.

He decided to continue this "parent-child time" of telling stories to children in the future.The relationship between father and son should also be cultivated well.

Waking up early the next morning, Wen Rong went to look at the two small 'experimental fields' opened at the door.

What is gratifying is that the two small pieces of ground that he used for experiments grew a little green shoots.

But there is also a difference between the two.

On the ground where the bloody bandage was buried, the green sprouts growing out were larger, but the number of germinated seeds was much less, and the concentrated germination area was in the palm-sized area around the bloody bandage.

The ground that had been watered by the diluted blood water had small green shoots, which were in the state of normal plants just sprouting, but in contrast, almost all the seeds scattered on that ground had germinated .

The difference between the experiments can be compared in this way.

The water diluted with Mr. Levik's blood does have the effect of improving the soil composition, but it does not have the effect of promoting rapid plant growth after improving the soil composition.

From the perspective of saving and benefits, Wen Rong clearly knew which plan he should choose.

He wants to open up wasteland.With these bloody bandages, he should be able to open a piece of land that can be grown normally here.

The question is, where to drive it unnoticed.