Xia Qianqian walked slowly to the cow trough, looked at the dirt on the ground, and asked: "Uncle Tian, ​​how often do you usually deal with the feces and dirt on the ground of the cattle pen?"

Lao Tiantou felt nervous and hurriedly stepped forward and replied: "Girl, we clean up the dirt on the ground every day."

"Lao Wangtou and I got up early in the morning, added food, water, and milked the cows. After doing this, we cleaned up the manure, cut the grass, and dried the grass. We never dared to slack off."

Uncle Wang hurriedly added and echoed: "Girl Xia, I have always done your work with great care. The purchase of beans this time was my negligence, and I will never do it again."

Xia Qianqian waved her hand, "Uncle Wang, this matter has nothing to do with the purchase of beans. I have never raised cattle before, so I always feel uncomfortable seeing cattle living in such an environment."

When she came to inspect a few days ago, the cattle had just arrived and it hadn't rained. The ground was drier and the environment was relatively better.

But now, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and summer is also the season of abundant rain. Is it possible that cows will have to live in such an environment in the future?

No matter how delicious the products she makes from milk are in Jiangcheng, as long as someone exposes the environment here, there will still be a few people willing to drink the milk produced by these cows.

Xia Qianqian shook her head, "We must rebuild the cowshed and completely change the environment here."

"Improvement? How to improve?

Lao Tiantou has raised cows like this all his life. He really doesn't understand how a girl who has never raised cows can have doubts about his breeding methods.

"Uncle Wang, please take good care of me first. I'll go back and think about it!" Xia Qianqian put down her words, turned around and walked out the door.

It was the first time that Uncle Wang saw Xia Qianqian looking so solemn, and he caught up and asked, "Should I still deliver the daily milk as usual?

Xia Qianqian stopped and turned around, "Every time you milk the cow, take the cow out of the pen, wash your hands, and wash it as well. Be sure to pay attention to the quality of the milk."

Her tone was solemn: "Uncle Wang, if the quality of milk cannot be guaranteed, I would rather not do this business."

"Okay, everything is up to the girl." Uncle Wang and Lao Tiantou replied in unison.

Xia Qianqian led Hua Zhuer into the Qingting carriage. Uncle Wang caught up with her and handed her a jar, "Girl, this has just been squeezed. Take it with you!"

He bent over and stood beside the carriage shaft, holding a black porcelain jar in his rough hands. The cracks on the skin of his fingers were covered with black thorns.

Her eyes fell on his hands, and Uncle Wang also looked at his own hands, feeling embarrassed and not knowing what to do with himself.

He hurriedly explained: "Girl, my hands are cut grass all day long. The grass juice is stained on it and cannot be washed off. It will slowly turn black. It is really not dirty."

Reaching out her hand, Xia Qianqian took the jar and said with a smile: "Uncle Wang, you and Uncle Tian have been working too hard recently. I will find someone to help you later."

Men have always been careless, so they have to do not only rough work, such as collecting grass, feeding cows, shoveling cow dung, but also doing fine work, cleaning cow tanks, milking cows, and taking care of ten cows.

These two rough men were getting too old and sometimes they couldn't care less. She really couldn't blame them.

The Qing tent carriage turned around and headed towards Jiangcheng.

Uncle Wang stood there and stared blankly. Lao Tiantou behind him came up and asked: "How is it? Does the girl have any other instructions?"

Uncle Wang slapped his thigh and said angrily: "What should I do? The purchase of beans went wrong, and the girl is not satisfied with the environment in the cowshed."

"Hurry up, let's go clean up the cow dung. If we don't clean it up, the girl won't need us anymore!"

When Lao Tiantou heard this, he was frightened and hurriedly caught up with him. The two of them started shoveling manure and cleaning.

On the road from Fu'an Village to Jiangcheng, Qingzheng carriages galloped past.

In the carriage, Hua Zhuer held the black earthen pot with a worried look on her face: "Brother Geng, please drive more carefully. The road is bumpy and the milk is about to spill."

Geng Zhong responded and slowed down the car.

An hour later, the Qingzheng carriage stopped at the gate of the Xia family.

Hua Zhuer jumped out of the car holding the milk can, "Girl, I'll put the milk in the kitchen first."

"Okay!"

She hugged the jar tightly with both hands and walked carefully, lest she accidentally spilled the milk.

Geng Zhong stepped forward and whispered: "Miss Xia, today in Fu'an Village, I secretly observed that the person who took away the two bags of rotten beans was Zhang Dashu."

"Hmm!"

"You know?"

Xia Qianqian looked back, "When I saw Zhang Dashu among the people selling, I guessed it."

"He is Zhang Dakui's uncle. He has no wife, no children, and in his heart, he may still be counting on Zhang Dakui to provide for him in his old age. But now..."

Xia Qianqian shook her head, "Zhang Dakui's family was sent to prison. It's reasonable for him to take out his anger on me and stuff some rotten beans into me."

"That girl..."

"When dealing with people, don't be too extreme. If he corrects himself this time, and he can bring good beans next time, I will still buy him."

"Human! Life is not easy, so why bother about it."

She is now focused on how to improve the conditions of her bullpen.

When returning to Xia's house, Li Yunniang and others were all back and were cooking in the small kitchen.

Seeing Xia Qianqian coming back, Li Yunniang chased her out the door, "Qianqian, I've made your favorite fried rice noodles for dinner. Please wash your hands and eat."

"Oh!" Xia Qianqian washed her hands and followed her into the small kitchen.

On the chopping board, the kneaded noodles are placed one by one. Yuanbao is adding firewood to the stove, while Aunt Gui is responsible for pounding garlic and cutting green onions.

"Mom, you guys finished work very early today!" Xia Qianqian asked while washing her hands.

"Today is the first day of vacation for students, and business is very good. Before school ended in the afternoon, everything was sold out, so we closed early."

"However, when you return to Fu'an Village today, what is the quality of the beans in the warehouse? Can they be used?" Today, she will think of this whenever she has free time.

"I didn't even read it!"

"What do you mean you haven't looked at them all?" Li Yunniang was anxious, "When you go back, you should pour out all the beans in the bags and take a look."

She muttered: "If it's not too bad, let's sift it through and it can still be used. That's it for this matter."

If you suffer the loss of being dumb, then you will be the loser of being dumb!

There is really no need to offend everyone just for a few beans.

Xia Qianqian does not agree with her way of doing things.

"Mom, actually I..."

She recounted how she dealt with it in Fu'an Village.

Li Yunniang was surprised and couldn't help but muttered: "One hundred copper coins is enough to buy two or three bags of beans. It's really heartbreaking to throw them away like this."

"I don't feel bad!"
Chapter completed!