The matter with the bandits has come to an end.

Changping Village finally returned to peace.

After the Qingming Festival, the villagers are busy planting melons and beans, and the farm work in the fields and vegetable gardens is officially busy.

Over here at Lao Yang's house.

After some time ago, the illness you hurt me has subsided.

Recuperate when you need to recover from injuries, recuperate when you need to recover from illness.

Yang Huamei, who lost a stone in her stomach and lost a lot of weight, also learned to do housework from Ms. Shuanzi.

And the Yang Ruoqing family.

On the one hand, Yang Huazhong and Mr. Sun have to take care of farm work, and on the other hand, they have to lead craftsmen to build houses.

In the fish pond, the fry purchased by Blacksmith Luo have been stocked.

As for herself, she and Luo Fengtang traveled between the village and the restaurant every day.

The villagers work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

The days are like a small boat, slowly drifting forward...

During the supper, Yang Huazhong and Sun were summarizing farm work.

"I went to the rice field today and saw that the early rice seedlings were half a chopstick long."

"I plan to go to the newly added two acres of paddy fields in Lijia Village in the next two days to dig up the soil and spread some soil."

"Grain Rain is coming soon, so we have to plant the seedlings," Yang Huazhong said.

Mrs. Sun smiled and nodded: "The adults are looking forward to planting the fields, and the children are looking forward to the New Year. If the seedlings are planted, there will be no shortage of rice in our granary."

On the side, Xiao An said with a smile: "Our family can't finish the rice we rely on from the restaurant. I eat chicken legs every now and then!"

Yang Ruoqing lightly tapped Xiao An on the head: "The farm is our foundation. No matter how much money the restaurant makes, we can't forget our roots."

Yang Huazhong stroked his palm: "My daughter, I like to hear this. When we build the house, we will save money and buy more land!"

"okay!"

…

The next day, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang went to the restaurant as usual.

During this period, the restaurant's business was good.

She followed modern marketing concepts and put out advertisements.

We have also conducted many promotional activities to promote consumption.

It almost catches all the low-end, middle-end and high-end customers in the town.

Because of the relationship with the county magistrate's wife, many big families in the town and nearby towns came to take care of the business of Tianxiang House.

Maybe it was for the purpose of building relationships at first.

Later, I was really impressed by the dishes here.

The member private rooms**** are full, and the supreme member private rooms are also receiving continuous orders.

Korean-style barbecue, Japanese cuisine, Western European palace set menu...

They were all brought to the dining table by Yang Ruoqing.

There are hundreds of ways to prepare the same ingredients, and the variety is dazzling.

Every day, we present surprises to our customers.

Work hard, delve into wine and food, and what you get in return is tinkling silver.

The guys are paid on time, and if they perform well, they get extra rewards.

Everyone from top to bottom, from stewards to clerks, is happy.

They all feel that they have a bright future with their new owners.

…

Yang Ruoqing was so busy in the restaurant that her feet never touched the floor.

My parents at home are also very busy.

"Dad Qing'er, today is the first time to hoe the fields in Lijia Village. This is a happy event. I will add an extra dish at noon and wait for your visit."

Mrs. Sun watched Yang Huazhong go out of the side door, and then returned to the house.

Yang Huazhong carried the hoe and walked out of the house in high spirits.

Lijia Village is three or four miles away from Changping Village.

Yang Huazhong was in a good mood and took long strides. He soon reached the ridge of his field.

The man put down his hoe, looked at the two acres of second-class paddy fields in front of him, and nodded secretly.

The field is good and irrigation is convenient.

Go back and plant the seedlings and take care of them carefully. When the millet is ripe during the summer, the whole family will not be afraid of going hungry.

The man spat into his palm with a beautiful wish.

Then he picked up the hoe and jumped into the field.

Digging ditches and loosening the soil was very busy.

Suddenly, he heard someone shouting in this direction.

"Hey, who are you? Who gave you the courage to dig the fields?"

The voice was rough and ferocious.

Yang Huazhong raised his head.

I saw five or six people coming over from the other side of the field, cheering.

Several strong men with broad arms and round waists, who looked like black towers, were surrounding a middle-aged man and were coming this way.

The middle-aged man at the head had a pointed head and pointed ears, and a mustache.

At first glance, it looks like the mouse has become a spirit.

It was a stranger and I didn’t know anyone.

Yang Huazhong shook his head, thinking they were talking to someone else, and picked up the hoe and continued digging.

A strong man jumped down from the field, rushed over, grabbed Yang Huazhong's hoe, and threw it back into the field next to him.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Yang Huazhong took a step back, frowned, and looked confused.

The strong man took a step forward and pointed at Yang Huazhong's nose: "What are you doing? Ask yourself, why are you digging in someone else's field with a hoe?"

"ah?"

Yang Huazhong was stunned for a moment, confused.

He raised his eyes and looked around.

That's right, he dug the wrong fields. These two fields were exactly the same ones he bought years ago!

On the ridge of the field, the middle-aged man with a pointed head and pointed ears coughed.

Attracting Yang Huazhong's attention to him.

He put his hands in his sleeves, raised his chin, and glanced at Yang Huazhong with his nostrils turned upward.

"These two acres of land belong to Rich Man Li's family in Lijia Village. Go back to where you came from!"

The pointed-haired man said slowly.

When Yang Huazhong came to his senses, the man's face turned red because of his excitement.

He strode to the field ridge and said to the pointed-haired man: "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand you?"

The man pointed to the field in front of him: "These two acres of second-class fertile land were bought by me and Li Guaizi of Lijia Village years ago."

"Yu Dafu from Yujia Village and our witness in Changping Village have a contract in black and white!" Yang Huazhong said excitedly.

The pointed-haired man twitched the corner of his mouth with a look of disdain.

"Tell me the Emperor to prove that these fields belong to our wealthy Mr. Li's family," he said.

"Contract, right? We have one too!"

After saying that, the pointed-headed man took out a folded piece of paper from his sleeve and shook it open.

He waved it in front of Yang Huazhong's eyes, then took it back and tucked it into his sleeve again.

"I didn't see it clearly, let me take a look again!"

Yang Huazhong was anxious and reached out to get the contract.

Someone suddenly pushed me in the chest.

The man didn't pay attention and fell to the ground.

He looked at the strong man who pushed him: "Say what you say, why did you push me?"

The strong man shook his shoulders and glared at Yang Huazhong.

"Are you trying to steal the contract from our manager Li? I will not only push you, but also beat you!"

The strong man said, raised his hand and slapped Yang Huazhong on the face.

Yang Huazhong was stunned.

Anger was also aroused.

He got up from the ground and rushed towards the strong man.

The two people immediately struggled on the ground. You punched me and you kicked me, until you couldn't leave.

Several strong men nearby were gearing up to help him fight.

The steward raised his hand and looked at him coldly.

Then he said: "Aqiang, come back, there is nothing to fight."
Chapter completed!