Weak Rebellion

In this system upgrade, not only are there more vegetables and some fruit seeds, but also two more pages in the store that need to be exchanged for hard work.One is primary Chinese medicine, which contains relatively common Chinese medicinal materials, and the price is also cheap. Generally, a small packet of seeds can be exchanged for a hard work.The other page of how to start a primary factory has a lot of knowledge in it.

First of all, these factories need to be built on the land. The description of each factory specifies the area required in detail. Jiang Mingkang looked at a few and was dumbfounded. There can only be two factories on one piece of land, which means that he can put up to twelve factories on his six small pieces of land, and then he doesn't have to do anything, just look at the factories.

The fields involved in primary factories are not large. Most of them are flour mills, dessert factories, and canning factories. These factories need food, fruits and vegetables.A more advanced factory is estimated to wait for his system to be upgraded to three levels before it can appear.

Although these junior factories take up a lot of space and their functions are useless, they need a lot of diligence points. Just one flour factory needs 1000 diligence points. Jiang Mingkang knows it without counting. Don't even think about a factory.

Besides, he doesn't need these factories now, the vegetables in his fields have not been sold in large quantities, and his wallet has always been deflated. In order to make the wallet swell quickly, he still has to think hard.

"What is Mingkang thinking? You didn't hear me just now." Xu Lang stood in front of Jiang Mingkang's door, carrying several gift bags in his hand.

"I didn't think about anything." When Jiang Mingkang saw Xu Lang coming in, he directly closed the farming system, and a carp sat up straight, "I just came back."

"Well, this is a gift for you. I gave my grandfather the tea you gave me last time. He said that the tea was good, and asked me to bring you a gift." Xu Lang entered Jiang Mingkang's room after speaking. , put the gift bag on the desk in the house. "I've only been away for a few days, and your house has become a doghouse. Hurry up and get up and clean up. Throw all the laundry into the washing machine. Don't hang it all on the chair."

A pile of clothes were piled up on the desk chair. These clothes were not of any brand. Jiang Mingkang usually wore plain clothes when he went to the morning market to set up a stall, giving people an honest and well-behaved feeling.

"Mother Xu, let me rest for a while. A few days ago, I just went to deliver a round of food to relatives at home. My little body is going to be exhausted. It's been several days and it still hurts." Jiang Mingkang said deliberately He rubbed his waist and made a weak look.

"Come on, usually you are lazy when you are asked to go for two steps on the treadmill, but now you are tired from doing more work and your back hurts. I think you will go for a morning run with me in the future, and go around our university city. That's fine." Xu Lang picked up Jiang Mingkang's clothes and threw them into a laundry basket.

"Mother Xu, don't, just go for a run by yourself, I'm going to set up the morning market." Jiang Mingkang raised his hands and harassed.Xu Lang's habit of running in the morning probably won't be able to do it in his life.It is already torture for him to go to the morning market every day and need to get up at 5 o'clock. If he and Xu Lang get up at [-] o'clock every day to go for a morning jog, it is better to kill him.A life that cannot sleep in is not perfect.

"If you are told to go for a morning jog, you won't go, and you won't go to the gym, so don't complain about your thin waist." As he spoke, Xu Lang smirked and glanced at Jiang Mingkang's half white waist.

After Jiang Mingkang thought about it, there was something wrong with what he said, and he shouted, "Who has a weak waist."

It's a pity that when he wanted to seek revenge from Xu Lang, he had already gone to wash his clothes with a laundry basket.Standing in front of the window with his waist pinched, Jiang Mingkang thought gloomily, for the sake of helping him with the laundry, he would not bother with him.

He has already woken up, so Jiang Mingkang is not staying in bed. Just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, there are a lot of delicious food he brought back from his grandfather's house in the house.

"Brother Xu, do you eat braised pork? My grandma's handicraft. When I came back, she put a fresh-keeping box for me." When I opened the refrigerator, the whole refrigerator was filled with small boxes one by one. There were also gifts from his grandparents, and even some of his uncles' homes, and the uncles' homes also sent him some food.

Of course, there are also his own cooking skills. Since he reported to the food club, his cooking skills have improved a lot. Recently, he learned how to pickle pickled vegetables from a senior sister. There are two big boxes of pickled vegetables in the refrigerator.

"Okay, I love meat the most." Xu Lang's voice came from the bathroom, followed by the sound of the washing machine.

"I love it too. My grandma's braised pork is a must. He also made me some grilled fish slices. I'll give you a try later. Oh, I'm drooling just thinking about it now." Jiang Mingkang said Said, while taking out the dishes to be eaten at noon today, the meat and fish are all ready-made, put them in the microwave and add some vegetables, and their lunch will be settled today.

When Xu Lang came out of the bathroom, Jiang Mingkang was cooking in the kitchen.He could smell a fragrance from a long distance away.I don't know if he ate too much in restaurants after he came to Qingyang City, or he ate too much fast food. Every time he eats Jiang Mingkang's dishes, he feels at home.That feeling is very subtle, and he only had this feeling when he lived with his parents before. Over the years, he thought he had forgotten this feeling.But he didn't expect Jiang Mingkang to use only one common dish to remind him of those long-lost happiness.

Standing in the corridor on the second floor, Xu Lang was in a daze. The tenants downstairs had not come back for the Mid-Autumn Festival. The whole yard was quiet, and the flowers in the yard had faded a lot, only the clumps of rose flowers by the wall There are still a few small flowers left in the rose and rose.Xu Lang looked in the direction of the kitchen with complicated eyes, he was a little confused, can he pursue Jiang Mingkang?What if he said it and he disagreed.

The immature Xu Lang's IQ has always been superior to others, but in terms of feelings, he is just like all ignorant teenagers, he is blank and has no experience to talk about.He was entangled in his heart, when facing Jiang Mingkang, he was afraid of being frightened by being close, and afraid that he would alienate him if he was far away. This speed of getting along with him almost tortured him to death.So he has always been the proud son of heaven, always doing some stupid things.

For example, this time, I originally wanted to have a good chat with Jiang Mingkang, but I would have thought that when he was nervous, he would come out with Jiang Mingkang's clothes in his arms to wash his clothes.When he came out, he couldn't help punching himself, and secretly spurned himself, can you stop being nervous all the time.

Jiang Mingkang in the kitchen only cooked one dish, stir-fried cucumber strips with meat. The meat came from his grandfather’s family. The cucumbers came from the farming system. The taste of the cucumbers from his family is nothing to say. It’s better than those cucumbers in the greenhouse. I don’t know. How much, the emerald green cucumber bites down, and the mouth is full of fragrant cucumber flavor.How can it be like the cucumbers in the greenhouse, from the beginning to the end of eating, I don't know if I eat cucumbers.

Cucumber fried pork is a new dish he learned when he returned to his grandfather's house, and he sells it now.

The meal was ready quickly, and Xu Lang came to help clean up the food.

"Brother Xu, you're going to the cafeteria for lunch these days. I'm going to a few hotels to sell vegetables these days. I don't think I'll have time to cook at noon." Jiang Mingkang fried the meat with cucumber strips, braised pork, kimchi, and A smoked fish, one by one on the dinner table.

Xu Lang was serving big rice to the two of them, "Aren't you setting up a stall in the morning market? Why do you suddenly want to deliver food to the hotel?"

"The stalls in the morning market are just a test for me. These days, I am looking for someone to help me continue to set up stalls. I will go to the hotel to increase the sales of vegetables." Jiang Mingkang said his thoughts, At first, I didn't want to ask Xu Lang to help, but I just told him that he won't come back to cook at noon, and asked Xu Lang to eat in the school cafeteria.

"Well, you should go to Zhan Hongfei for this matter, their family has several hotels." Xu Lang said.

Jiang Mingkang was stunned for a moment, and said, "Zhan Hongfei's family still runs a hotel." All along, Jiang Mingkang only knew that Zhan Hongfei was a rich second generation. Opened several hotels.

"I'll call him later to ask him." Jiang Mingkang said.

Zhan Hongfei, Jiang Mingkang, and Xu Lang are both majors, but he joined his father's company as an intern as soon as he started school, and he didn't see each other often, so Jiang Mingkang asked Zhan Hongfei to go to the pedestrian street for a small gathering on a weekend. .

The morning market on weekends is the most crowded, and Jiang Mingkang's stall didn't take long to lift his head when he was so busy.If it wasn't for the self-service vegetable basket next to him, he probably wouldn't be able to handle it with three hands.

When he was almost busy, it was already past eight o'clock, he glanced at the booth next to him, and Gu Shan still didn't come today.Since last Friday, Gushan's fruit cart has not come over. Now he is next to an old man who sells fish. In the past few days, he was almost suffocated by the fishy smell when killing fish.

"Grandpa, do you know where Gu Shan, who often runs a stall here, goes?" Seeing that the old man next to him was not busy, Jiang Mingkang stepped forward and asked.

Under normal circumstances, the stalls here are all fixed locations. When he came here, he greeted Gu Shan, and they gave him such a small space.If the fish seller wants to occupy Gu Shan's stall, he must have greeted him as well.

"Gu Shan, this baby is pitiful. In the car accident last Thursday, his wife took the money and ran away before he woke up. He is still lying in the hospital." The old man smoked a cigarette and said leisurely.