After simply greeting the band on the open, several hosts from Taohuayuan began to get busy.

Zhao Lei was busy preparing ingredients and cooking, while Wu Binzhi took his two children to sort out some of the rice that had been harvested yesterday and exchanged money with the program team.

But the bands are sleeping soundly in the inner room and taking a good night's sleep!

It’s not okay to not sleep, and you have to do physical labor in the afternoon. If you don’t have enough sleep and a few members are spoiled, you may not be able to stick with it.

Everyone took a new quilt and fell asleep on the big bunk in the inner room.

This time, I slept until twelve o'clock in the afternoon before being called by Zhao Lei.

"It's time to eat, oh, you guys are sleeping so well."

After waking Ye Weiyang and the others who were sleeping in a daze, Zhao Lei gave them a bowl of water and poured a spoonful of toppings made of mushrooms and meat sauce on it.

Not to mention, the smell is still very fragrant.

As we smelled, everyone woke up.

Ye Weiyang picked up the chopsticks and whispered a mouthful of noodles.

"Teacher Zhao, your craft is indeed well-known and it is very fragrant!"

Maybe he was hungry, or maybe Zhao Lei was really good at craftsmanship. Anyway, Ye Weiyang was still quite delicious and had a very home-cooked taste.

A bowl of noodles cost about three taels, and I took a few bites of it.

"Is it delicious? Is it enough? Do I want me to give you another bowl?" Zhao Lei asked with a smile when he saw Ye Weiyang eating so quickly.

For a chef, eating the food he cooked is the highest praise for his cooking skills.

"No, no, no, enough food." Ye Weiyang quickly refused.

As an artist now, he still needs to control his diet. Even if he is not taking the idol route, he must maintain his figure and not do anything casually. After all, the image of an artist is still very important.

The members of the band who were open sat in the living room with several hosts and ate noodles in a meal, washed it a little, put on waterproof makeup, and prepared to go to the floor to work.

The program team gave them a pair of rubberized long water shoes and a sickle that they had only seen on TV, and sent them to follow Wu Bin to the ground.

The rice fields in Peach Blossom Land are not far away, just over 200 meters away, and a total of five acres of land have been planted.

However, for the hosts and guests of Taohuayuan, these five acres of land are already a difficult problem.

On the way, Puding asked curiously: "Teacher Wu, how to harvest rice fields?"

"It's very simple, just hold the sickle, hold the ears of the rice, and cut the bottom of the rice."

After Wu Binzhi explained briefly, he gave an example: "Have you seen cutting leeks? It's similar to cutting leeks."

Pudding smiled awkwardly. She had seen fans cutting leeks, fund stocks cutting leeks, but she had never seen real leeks cutting in the field.

"It's very simple anyway. I'll teach you a little later." Wu Binzhi smiled and shook his head, explaining farm work to young people today is indeed not easy.

Two minutes later, everyone walked to a ridge of the field.

"The rice in this piece of land is all ours. It must be harvested within a week, otherwise it will be too late." Wu Binzhi took Hu Jun and stepped into the rice field with one foot. He held a sickle and explained to the non-closing band who was still standing on the ridge of the field how to cut rice.

Actually, there is nothing to say, he just demonstrated it.

Bent over, grab the root of the rice bit by bit, hold a sickle and cut it, then throw the cut rice into the bamboo basket on your back, and cut it with a handful of rice.

It looks quite simple, and Puding and Jingboan are all eager to try it out.

But Ye Weiyang knew very well that this thing looked simple, but he couldn't stand the repetition.

I kept bent over in the field, straightened, bent over, straightened my body, and couldn't stand it after a few drops.

Although he hadn't done such a job for more than ten years, when he thought about it, his waist was still a little sore and impressed.

With a deep foot and a shallow foot, Ye Weiyang and a few friends began their first harvest of rice in their life.

At the beginning, everyone was still very excited and didn’t feel tired.

Moreover, Jing Bo'an and Yang Xiao were in trouble, and they were still competing, competing with each other, who could cut faster and more.

However, this force didn't last long, it only took about ten minutes. The heat continued and the rice was being harvested repeatedly. Everyone's condition began to wilt and their waists began to become sore.

Contemporary young people will feel sore when they bent over and wash dishes at the dishwasher. What's more, they can't stand it when they bent over and cut rice at nearly 90 degrees in the field.

"It's so tired, my waist is so sore." Pudding, wearing a big straw hat, surrendered first, straightened up and kept hammering his waist, his voice trembling a little.

Several old men looked at each other and gritted their teeth. No one was willing to be the first one to give up the burden and continued to bow their heads and cut the rice hard.

However, Wu Binzhi is in his forties this year, but his body is stronger than the young men. He has no fatigue on his face. He smiled and comforted the band and said, "Yesterday, General Tan had cut him for less than half an hour, so he couldn't stand it anymore. He lay on the edge of the field and rested for more than ten minutes before he recovered."

"I hope you guys are better than him."

Tan Jiang is currently one of the young actors with good reputation and reputation, but he is 32 years old this year, which is more than ten years older than Jingbo'an and others.

When everyone heard that this senior had been holding on for half an hour in one breath, everyone should not be discouraged.

Jingboan wiped the hot sweat from his forehead randomly and said with his mouth running on the train: "Teacher Wu, don't worry, we have all harvested these rice for you today!"

"Don't, please praise me yourself, don't take us with you. If you can't finish it, just stay in Peach Blossom Land to work."

Ye Weiyang cut a handful of rice ears and put them in the basket behind him, rolled his eyes, and said to Wu Binzhi directly: "Teacher Wu, if you can't finish your work, leave Jingbo'an, let him be a tool for you, just keep the rice fields, and harvest them for him."

"Hey, this relationship is good. What we lack most now in Peach Blossom Land is the young labor force." Wu Binzhi agreed with a smile.

"Ah?" Jing Bo'an was stunned.

"What, aren't you going to help Teacher Wu collect all this rice field?"

Ye Weiyang smiled and said, "You have this heart, we support you very much. I represent the band that will not close, so I will leave you in the Peach Blossom Land."

"Reconsideration!"

"support!"

"agree!"

Pudding, Yang Xiao and Wu Dawei almost supported each other in unison.

Jing Bo'an was anxious, put down his sickle, and said with a bitter look on his face: "Don't, I just said it casually!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Everyone laughed.

After such a joke, I felt less tired from harvesting rice.

Pudding also picked up the sickle again and joined the army that harvested rice.
Chapter completed!