The pen writes of a bountiful year.

Chapter 122 Project Progresses Smoothly

"This woman!"

Shan Feiyang said with difficulty.

Ever since he got involved with this guy, his expenses had increased significantly, and even Li Hong was a little unhappy.

After all, he was spending money from the account, which was supposedly village committee funds, but in reality, it was just their account.

Of course, this account was quite transparent, as villagers could see the money in it and borrow from it.

"Li Qingfeng, I will not rest until I have my revenge!"

Thinking of this, Shan Feiyang angrily slammed the table.

Li Qingfeng dared to cut off his source of income; he was simply courting death.

He was in a hurry to go to the barren mountain when Li Hong's call suddenly came.

Seeing the contact name "Li Hong" displayed on the phone screen, Shan Feiyang was so startled that he dropped his phone.

With a clatter, the phone fell to the ground.

However, he quickly picked it up and answered, and Li Hong's voice came through.

"Where are you? Come to town quickly. The town is going to have a big meeting to discuss policy support for Chinese herbal medicine cultivation."

What was this guy thinking about the most right now?

It was definitely wanting to know what the policy was, so he temporarily put Li Qingfeng aside, put on his clothes, and rode his bike to town.

As for his little follower, Wang Xiaoliu, he was temporarily forgotten.

On the other side, on the barren land, work was also in full swing.

A total of 22 people were working, sweating profusely under the scorching sun.

Wasn't there also a villager reciting poetry?

"The earth's heat steams our bodies, the sky's glare burns our backs."

"Exhausted, we know no heat, only cherish the long summer days."

Hearing the villager recite the poem, the villagers spontaneously applauded.

"Well recited!"

This harmonious scene truly shocked Li Qingfeng, who was standing nearby.

It was already noon, and Li Qingfeng and Pan Xiaolian had started preparing lunch, as so many people would require ample food!

Thus, the river carp that Li Qingfeng had painstakingly bought came into use, and the first dish was steamed carp with chili.

As the steaming aroma wafted over, the villagers who were working seemed to gain renewed strength.

Perhaps it was the motivation from the food, but they instantly became more diligent.

Then it was Yan Yun, the young widow's turn to shine. To Li Qingfeng's surprise, her spicy tofu was a village specialty, and it truly astonished him.

Of course, he hadn't quite believed it at first, but when the enticing aroma spread throughout the entire barren mountain, Li Qingfeng was completely won over.

"How is it? I made it!"

Yan Yun asked him directly.

Li Qingfeng couldn't help but nod and praise, "Not bad, your spicy tofu is delicious."

"Then I'm not getting paid for nothing as a chef, right? At least I can cook a few dishes."

"Don't think that way. From now on, you'll be our chef. When Aunt Pan and the others are busy, you'll be in charge."

And so, Yan Yun's title as second-in-command was settled.

At this time, Li Qingfeng also began to call the villagers over for lunch.

"Villagers! Take a break first, we're ready to eat."

A large group of villagers walked over and stopped directly beside Li Qingfeng.

Looking at the table laden with dishes, especially the well-balanced meat and vegetables, it was incredibly abundant.

It looked like a New Year's feast, which made the villagers a little embarrassed. Some even wanted to go home to eat, not daring to touch their chopsticks here.

"What's wrong, villagers?"

Seeing them all standing still, Li Qingfeng curiously walked over.

Observing their demeanor, Pan Xiaolian subtly tugged at Li Qingfeng, giving him a hint.

"You're the boss now. If you don't start eating, how can they?"

So that's how it was!

After Aunt Pan's reminder, Li Qingfeng immediately understood the root of the problem: they were waiting for him.

Thinking of this, Li Qingfeng nodded at Pan Xiaolian, understanding her words.

Li Qingfeng walked directly to the center of the dining table. Facing the villagers in front of him, he spoke.

"Villagers, uncles and aunties! Today is our first day of work. The meal isn't particularly lavish, please don't mind. Today, I'll be eating with you all. I now declare, the first meal for the barren mountain project officially begins!"

"Everyone, come and eat!"

As he finished speaking, Pan Xiaolian, Xiang Lin Sao, and the young widow Yan Yun stepped forward and gently urged the villagers to eat.

Indeed, with a proper announcement, the villagers smiled and walked to the table, as the portions were generous enough to fill everyone up!

Suddenly, the barren mountain became lively, as if it were New Year.

Seeing the villagers' happy smiles, Li Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief. He casually picked up a steamed bun from the table, without any side dishes, and went to the land that was being cleared.

He looked at the large amount of cobblestones beneath the land. Although there wasn't much soil on top, it looked very orderly.

"This will be his base in the future!"

Thinking of this, Li Qingfeng clenched his fist and looked around, sighing inwardly.

At this moment, the villagers had also relaxed. Indeed, they had unconsciously begun to see the young man from the medical hall, Li Qingfeng, as their boss.

If the boss was here, they would feel a lot of pressure!

The noon lunch break quickly passed, and in the afternoon, the sun became even more intense.

The state of sweating profusely became even more pronounced, and from time to time, people who felt the heat shed their outer clothes, revealing their shirts underneath.

It was worth noting that there were quite a few women among the workers, so many single men's gazes were directed at them.

However, these women paid no attention to these glances; working was the most important thing.

Perhaps because they had a good meal at noon, they worked even harder in the afternoon. What was originally a two-day project was completed in just one day!

Two acres of the ten acres of land had already been cleared!

At this rate, the project would be finished in no more than five days.

Then Li Qingfeng could begin his next task, which was to have the villagers cultivate these Cistanche deserticola!