Chapter 345 Going all out for a whole roasted lamb!

Seeing that Chen Xiaochun and Wu Zhenyu were exhausted, Xiao Chen stopped teasing them.

I quickly prepared breakfast for everyone.

He had already started cooking porridge before he went out for his morning run.

At that moment, the porridge was placed directly on the table.

After finishing that bowl of congee, Chen Xiaochun and Wu Zhenyu finally felt their bodies regain their vitality.

The two slumped on the bamboo chairs, looking utterly dejected.

Chen Xiaochun waved her hand weakly, as if trying to drive away some unseen fatigue.

"I hereby declare that I will never get up early to run again in my life. I'll fight anyone who tries to wake me up."

Wu Zhenyu simply pulled his straw hat over his face, his voice muffled.

"Don't speak. Let me be alone with my soul for a while. It almost ran away from home just now."

The two of them amused everyone in the courtyard.

Just then, Leslie Cheung walked over with Dilraba. He still had that gentle and refined appearance, but he was holding two brand-new small hoes in his hands.

Dilraba followed behind, holding several saplings in her hands, her face filled with eager excitement.

Leslie Cheung gently placed the hoe at their feet, his voice tinged with a smile.

"You two, have you rested enough? Let's get ready to get to work. The production team has issued a new task."

"We need to plant saplings in that open space behind the mountain in order to exchange them for ingredients for today's dinner."

Chen Xiaochun's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"What?"

Wu Zhenyu flung off his straw hat and sprang up from his chair, his face, etched with stories, filled with accusation.

"No way? Brother!"

"We just finished running, and our calves are still cramping! Now we have to plant trees?"

"They're trying to tear us two old bones apart and use us as firewood!"

The wails echoed throughout the courtyard.

Dilraba blinked her big eyes, looking somewhat reluctant, but still spoke softly.

"Brother Zhenyu, Brother Xiaochun, the task card says there's a whole roasted lamb to eat after you finish planting!"

Chen Xiaochun's ears twitched, and she struggled to ask.

"Roasted Lamb?"

"Really?"

"Really! And there's also chilled plum juice!"

Their expressions instantly shifted from despair to inner turmoil, as if they were locked in a battle between heaven and earth.

In the midst of this somber atmosphere, the old-fashioned telephone in the room suddenly rang.

The sharp, urgent sound broke the silence in the courtyard.

Chen Xiaochun's eyes lit up as if she had grasped at a lifeline.

"There's a phone call!"

"It must be a new guest arriving! Quick! Go greet them!"

Wu Zhenyu also got excited and slapped his thigh.

"Yes! New people can help share the tasks!"

"Ah Chen, hurry, go see which hero has come to our rescue!"

Under the eager and anxious gazes of the two, Xiao Chen put down his teacup, stood up slowly, and walked towards the telephone.

His long, slender fingers picked up the receiver, his movements as elegant as if he were playing the piano.

Hello.

The voice of the program director came through the phone, sounding somewhat excited.

"Xiao Chen, I have something to tell you. The sales channel for that winery you helped contact is very interested."

"They gave it a very high rating after seeing the samples, and will send a representative over today to discuss specific cooperation details with the village chief!"

Xiao Chen's expression didn't change much; he simply gave a faint "hmm."

"They'll probably arrive in the afternoon. Tell the village chief and get ready."

"If this works out, it will be a huge help to the village!"

"Understood, Director Wang. Thank you for your hard work."

Xiao Chen hung up the phone succinctly.

As soon as he turned around, he met two pairs of eyes filled with "hope".

Wu Zhenyu rubbed his hands together, asking impatiently.

"How is it? Who is it? Male or female? Pretty or not?"

Chen Xiaochun added.

"How about we get a super strongman, the kind who can plant a whole hillside of trees by himself?"

Seeing their anxious expressions, Xiao Chen paused for a moment before slowly speaking.

"The person is coming today, but they're not a new guest."

He paused, and as the two men's expressions instantly crumbled, he revealed the answer.

"They are buyers who came to the village to discuss selling wine."

The air seemed to freeze for three seconds.

The next moment, Wu Zhenyu looked up to the sky and roared, his voice filled with grief and indignation.

"My God—!"

Chen Xiaochun plopped back into her chair, completely giving up the struggle.

Xiao Chen walked over, reached out and patted the two of them on the shoulder, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"Brothers, accept your fate."

"Finish planting early so we can come back early for roast whole lamb."

After saying that, he turned around to help Ye Huimei prepare tea for the guests, leaving behind two tearful figures standing alone in the wind.

Ultimately, the craving for delicious food overcame physical exhaustion.

Wu Zhenyu and Chen Xiaochun had no choice but to resign themselves to their fate, carrying their hoes and swaying as they followed Zhang Guorong and Dilraba up the mountain.

When they returned at noon, they were completely exhausted and didn't even have the energy to complain.

His face and body were covered in mud, and his eyes were vacant, as if his soul had been ripped out. He quickly ate his lunch.

They collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep instantly.

In the afternoon, the winery's purchasing representative arrived as scheduled.

Two middle-aged men in suits arrived, and they were visibly reserved and excited when they saw Xiao Chen and Zhang Guorong sitting in the courtyard.

The village chief rubbed his hands together, too nervous to say anything.

Xiao Chen naturally took over the reins, inviting everyone to sit down and personally brewing tea for them.

His movements were fluid and his demeanor composed; his calm and collected air instantly soothed the slightly tense atmosphere.

Xiao Chen's voice was clear and pleasant.

"Manager Li, Manager Wang, you must be tired from your journey."

"Let's get straight to the point. What are your thoughts on this sorghum liquor?"

For the next hour or so, Xiao Chen showed a side completely different from his identity as an actor.

From the storytelling aspect of brand packaging to the integrated online and offline marketing strategies.

He then went on to discuss pricing ranges for different consumer groups, speaking eloquently, clearly, and logically.

He proposed several concepts, such as "origin sentimental binding", "scarcity marketing", and "social media hype".

For the market in 2010, it was a devastating blow.

The two managers listened with growing eyes, their initial reserve turning into complete admiration.

They thought it was just a simple business negotiation, but they ended up attending a top-level business planning class.

Wang Jinhua and Ye Huimei sat to the side, watching their child's confident and resourceful demeanor, their eyes filled with pride and satisfaction.

Leslie Cheung held his teacup, smiling silently, his eyes revealing a deep appreciation for this younger generation.

Things went exceptionally smoothly, and both sides quickly reached a preliminary agreement on cooperation. After seeing off the purchasing representatives and the village chief, the courtyard returned to tranquility.

As the sun sets, its golden rays bathe the courtyard, casting a warm glow over everything.

Xiao Chen held a cup of tea, his gaze falling on the several well-sealed jars of sorghum liquor in the corner of the courtyard, and fell into deep thought.