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Chapter four hundred and fiftieth; another year(1/2)

The success of the first day finally lets the Wang family down.

Next, starting from the next day, the farm began to receive tourists step by step.

Thanks to the word-of-mouthed tourists, I would like to recommend it.

Every day afterward, there were more and more tourists.

after all.

At this time, people were too bored in small counties and rural areas.

Apart from beating and creating children, there is really no way to find a playful thing.

Now it's OK.

With a farm, where scenery and entertainment are integrated, how could they let go?

Let alone the county town.

Many people in the city even drove to the farm to play.

There are too many people.

There are more opportunities to make money.

Many villagers who are small vendors come to hear the news.

Wang Zhen did not prohibit this, but instead divided a place on the roadside for their use.

Hu La soup, sesame cakes, mutton soup, beef soup, beef soup, pig soup...

When you are tired of playing and cold playing, you can have a bowl of hot soup, which makes you feel like you are back home.

A moment of happiness.

The moment is a day.

A day passed by,

Looking for happiness through my eyes.

That's it, it's half a month in a blink of an eye.

During this period, there are times when the sun emerges.

However, with Wang Zhen's supernatural powers in it, the entire farm did not receive any impact.

On the contrary, as the end of the year approaches.

There are more and more villagers setting up stalls outside the farm.

From the original five or six stores to thirty or forty stores, the roads on both sides of the farm gate were full of roads.

Some sell New Year pictures, some sell pork, some sell beef, some sell mutton, some sell lotus root, some sell lotus vegetables, some sell cabbage, some sell green onions, some sell sugarcane, some sell fish, some sell chicken, some sell ducks, and some sell geese...

It can be said that the lively farm turned the highway at the entrance of Luojiawan into a small market.

Don't worry about not being able to sell it.

After all, even if you come out to play, not every family is very rich.

In addition, the farm's chickens, ducks, geese, cattle, sheep, pigs and other livestock are either too expensive or most of them have been booked by wealthy customers.

Those tourists who can't get it will definitely not mind buying some cheap and good ones.

Therefore, during the Chinese New Year nearby, villagers would go to the streets to sell some livestock they raised at home, but almost all of them chose to go to the entrance of the farm this year.

The reason is that it is easy to sell and the price is appropriate.

...

Twenty-three, sacrifice to the kitchen official;

In a blink of an eye, time has come to the busy time of every household.

At this time, there were more stalls on the street, and the old roads were placed from the street to the end of the street.

In the village, the aroma of steamed buns can be smelled everywhere.

There were shouts and greetings.

Some come and some go.

Almost everyone has big bags.

The north is different from the south.

During the Chinese New Year, because it was too cold and wanted to visit relatives, no matter what it was sold, the door was almost not open.

Therefore, buying vegetables and steaming buns before the New Year was not based on pounds, but on pockets.

Cabbage, come with a bag.

Pork, dozens of kilograms.

Come half a bag of radish.

The vermicelli is over ten pounds.

There are dozens of steamed buns.

Bargaining sounds are everywhere.

Almost all buyers are from the city.

As for rural people.

Most of them have either been bought or they have them grown at home.

Even if it is steamed buns, they are all steamed by themselves.

But the people in the city are different.

Even if there is a house, the place is not big.

In addition, the coal stoves are basically used, so steaming buns is not that convenient, so of course you can only choose to buy them outside.

Twenty-four, sweep the house;

Early in the morning, Wang Zhen led Wang Liang to start sweeping the roof with his tied broom.

Rural areas are no more than in cities.

There are many buildings and few trees.

Therefore, it is very rare whether it is an animal or a plant, let alone a spider web.

But the countryside is different.

Almost every household has trees planted in the yard.

There are cicadas in summer and moths in autumn.

Spider sits on the net in the corner of the wall.

This is inevitable even if it is a new house.

Therefore, at the twenty-fourth of each year, the tradition of sweeping houses has been formed today.

At this time, those spiders are suffering.

If you don’t say that your home is gone, your life may be gone.

Sweeping a house is a physical job.

After a busy life, the villa suddenly became new.

Considering that it only once a year, the Wang family started cleaning.

Clean up some unnecessary things, and wipe them clean.

After finishing my work, I drank tea, ate, chatted, and played cards.

The day passed quickly.

It's night,

The Wang family soaked the prepared tofu and prepared for the next day's grinding tofu.

Twenty-five, grind tofu;

After breakfast, under the leadership of Wang Daddy, Wang Zhen and Wang Liang walked towards the home of the fourth duck with beans that had been soaked overnight.

Before they arrived at the place, the three of them saw the black smoke from the chimney, the fragrance of beans, and a group of busy people.

People in rural areas like to eat tofu.

This is a big deal.

Therefore, even though the fourth duck had become a farm employee, Wang Zhen also gave him a vacation in advance so that the villagers could eat tofu.

Thanks to the relatively high salary for working on the farm.

This year's Lao Si Duck's tofu workshop also replaces the cannons.
To be continued...
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