Chapter 63 Twenty Tons of Salt
"Auntie, as the old saying goes, the melons that are forced are not sweet."
"Yes, yes."
Baitao: "...I didn't twist the melon." What does this have to do with twisting the melon?
"Auntie, we can't stand being scared. If you get hurt and touch us, we won't have the honor to see our ancestors."
"Auntie, you are so kind to us, but we make you tired and hurt, are we still human beings?"
As he talked, some people started sobbing, and then more and more people cried.
No matter how shameless Baitao was, she couldn't pretend to be stupid at this moment, so she had to say: "Okay, okay, this is my fault. I will definitely not be like this next time."
She was still a little baby, so it didn't matter if there were a bunch of people crying around her.
Although Baitao had clearly explained what happened, Bai Youcai was still scolded. If he hadn't been too stupid, would my aunt be so angry that she would have chosen this method?
So next, no matter who wants to learn to drive, he will be warned by the villagers.
"You can learn it, but you can't make my aunt angry."
"You can't learn it, but you must learn to apply the brakes."
"If you make my aunt angry again, be careful with your skin."
People who are learning to drive are nervous and embarrassed, and they don’t know what’s going on.
I obviously remembered it well when I was watching from the side, but when I sat in the cab and started operating, my brain turned into a ball of mush.
Sometimes I honked the horn and then looked for the horn again.
I want to turn the steering wheel left but turn it to the right. I want to lift the shovel, but I don't know that holding the joystick turns into scattering the soil in the shovel...
It took Baitao two days to barely teach ten people.
Look at this, look at that, thinking that they didn't know where the brake horn was yesterday, Baitao couldn't help but said: "You are the worst class I have ever led."
What she said was just a casual remark, but it was different when it fell into the ears of the villagers.
Has my aunt taken anyone else with her?
So, after Baitao went to bed at night, Bai Dashan said to the villagers with deep thoughts: "Everyone has also heard what my aunt said during the day."
"I heard it. My aunt said we were the worst class she had ever raised."
Bai Dashan looked solemn: "Now that we know, everyone must strive for success in the future."
"Yes, yes, we have to work hard, otherwise what if my aunt is disappointed and leaves."
"We only have one aunt. If she dislikes her and leaves, we won't have an aunt at all."
"My aunt is the root of our Taohua Village. As long as she is here, we are no longer duckweeds."
"Don't let grandma down!"
"..."
On the third day, the shovel began its official operation.
Seeing the forklift being driven twisting and turning after it started, Baitao's forehead twitched. Forget it, it was much better than the first day after all.
As for cars, the more you drive, the more you will become proficient.
The construction vehicle is durable and is not afraid of bumps and bumps.
If the space wasn't so small, she would have bought four or five more shovels.
Now it's just these two cars, let's take turns, one person can drive them for two or three hours.
More than 200 people, two shovels, and hand trucks that kept moving soil back and forth were able to clear out seven rosewood logs in two days.
Two rosewood sticks paid off, and seven sticks were fully profited, not to mention there were so many more.
Baitao touched the cleaned rosewood and smiled happily like a flower.
Seeing her happy, the villagers also laughed happily, and worked even harder next time.
There are now eleven people in charge of cooking, including Bai Duoxi, who are busy wielding large spoons and shovels without touching the floor. At noon and evening, you must have two meat dishes, two vegetarian dishes and one soup. Breakfast is either noodles, steamed buns or steamed buns, with soy milk, fried dough sticks, eggs and millet porridge.
The fruits are apples, mandarin oranges or sugar oranges, and large watermelons.
In Baitao's words, how can you do such hard physical work without eating something good?
The other fruits were enough to astonish the villagers. When they saw the selenium sand melon weighing more than 20 to 30 kilograms each, everyone was even more dumbfounded.
Why does this watermelon grow so big?
The stalks on the watermelon are so green that it looks like they were only picked a few days ago.
It’s winter now, where are the watermelons?
I have heard that rich people store ice in their homes and store some melons and fruits in the ice for eating in the winter. Could these watermelons have been saved before?
Baitao didn't know the villagers' slander, and even if she knew it, she wouldn't explain it. How could she explain it? Could it be that I bought it from the farmer's aid channel, and it was freshly picked?
Selenium sand melons cost 0.4 cents per catty, and Baitao placed an order for 100,000 catties at a cost of 40,000 cents.
More than 200 people eat every now and then, and they can eat until next year.
The task of surviving for 150 hours was completed two days ago and was rewarded with 20 tons of salt.
That's right, twenty tons of salt.
Baitao was so angry that he jumped on his feet, even if you give him twenty tons of rice.
Twenty tons of salt, what, was she taking a salt bath or salting the more than 200 people in Taohua Village?
But no matter how hard Baitao tried, the mall didn't change the reward.
One ton is two thousand catties, and twenty tons is forty thousand catties.
One pound of salt costs one coin, and forty thousand pounds equals forty thousand coins. Although this reward was beyond Baitao's expectation, the dog mall refused to change it, so she had no choice but to accept it.
Baitao suspected that Dog Mall was jealous because she had made so much money recently.
The next mission is to survive for three hundred and sixty hours, with no other prompts required.
As time stretched and there were no special mission requirements, Baitao could rest assured and continue to lead the people in Taohua Village to clean up the mudslides and pull out valuables that could be exchanged for money.
The mudslide brought down not only rosewood, but also some ores, fine turquoise, and exquisite cobblestones...
"A hundred million..." Bai Tao was overjoyed as he looked at the balance in his account that was increasing every day.
Seeing that the mudslide was almost cleared in about two days, Baitao went to the mall with melon seeds and prepared to buy some transportation.
With so many people of all ages in the village, walking all the time is not a problem, at least not for young children and older people.
"Auntie, aunt~"
The urgent sound made Baitao suddenly turn over and sit up. He almost choked on the melon seeds he just opened. What's wrong?
Crash?
Did you go into the ravine?
Or is it stuck on a rock and not getting out?
It couldn't be a punctured tire.
Baitao immediately trotted out of the tent: "What's wrong?"
Bai Dagong was panicked and anxious: "Auntie, my brother's wife has given birth. No, it's my sister-in-law who is going to give birth, but, but..."
Have a baby?
Baitao was stunned for a moment. Is there a pregnant woman? Why didn't anyone tell her about the pregnant woman?
"Why are you telling me this now!"
It’s no wonder that Baitao didn’t notice. It was cold, and the clothes worn in ancient times were wide and thick. In addition, farmers in the countryside had the habit of staying in bed to raise babies or being careful not to work even if they were not pregnant. The villagers didn’t think there was anything good to say about this matter. Of course she didn't know.
"Where's the midwife? Isn't there a midwife in the village?"
(Wish everyone a happy May Day~)
(End of chapter)