When Jia Xin saw Meng Fan at the farm, she was surprised and asked with a smile: "Qin Fan, when did you come?"
"I just arrived," Qin Fan nodded and smiled.
He glanced at the bag in Yu Xin's hand, then asked with a smile: "What are you holding in your hand?"
Jia Xin said with a smile: "I happen to be on vacation today, so I came here to bring you some food to try."
At this time, several workers stepped forward and said to Qin Fan: "Boss, you are not here during this period. Miss Jia Xin often comes here to bring food to everyone, and sometimes she even cooks."
Qin Fan was a little surprised when he heard this. He looked at Jia Xin and said with a smile: "Jia Xin has really worked hard on you during this time."
"It's okay," Jia Xin shook his head and said with a smile, "You helped me before, so it doesn't matter if I help you this time."
As she said this, she handed the things to Bruton, the worker, to share with everyone, and then she walked aside and started chatting with Qin Fan.
"Let's go and sit at my house," Qin Fan said with a smile.
"Okay," Jia Xin nodded and followed Qin Fan to the room.
After arriving in the living room, Qin Fan made him a cup of green tea.
This tea is the tea he brought from China this time. Damn, the tea sold here in the United States doesn't taste good.
"Come on Jia Xin, try our tea," Qin Fan handed it over and said with a smile.
Jia Xin pursed her lips and smiled, took the tea and thanked her, then carefully took a sip, nodded and said with a smile: "Our Chinese tea is better."
"Yes," Qin Fan smiled, and then asked Jia Xin how his work was going.
When work was mentioned, Jia Xin sighed, and then told Qin Fan about some of the annoying things he encountered at work.
In fact, whether it is China or the United States, hotels are the same. Liu Xin is an example.
There are good quality customers and there are bad quality customers. In short, there are all kinds of customers.
After listening, Qin Fan realized that Jia Xin's work there had not been going well.
After finishing speaking, Jia Xin looked at Qin Fan and said: "Xiao Fan, I actually envy you sometimes. You open a farm and live a more casual life."
Qin Fan waved his hand and said with a smile: "Actually, that's just me. I don't know anything. I'm just a small farmer who grows vegetables and raises chickens and ducks."
"Okay, stop being so modest," Jia Xin said with a smile and a glance, "Then you, a little farmer, are different from others. You have driven to the United States, and you are not very powerful yet."
How awesome is this? Qin Fan waved his hand and said with a smile: "I'm not bragging, I want to open it all over the world."
Jia Xin chuckled and said, "Then I have to come and work for you right now, and then I can get some credit with you."
"Okay," Qin Fan nodded and said with a smile, "You can come anytime you want, I welcome you here."
What he said was right. Jia Xin could become the lobby manager of the Los Angeles Hotel. There was no doubt about his ability. So if Jia Xin came, it was not too late for him to welcome him.
But it was obviously a joke, so Qin Fan couldn't take it seriously.
When Jia Xin heard what Qin Fan said, she smiled and said: "Okay, Qin Fan, just wait for me. If things don't go your way one day, I will defect to you. Don't fool me."
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"I won't fool you," Qin Fan shook his head and smiled.
The two chatted for a while, and Jia Xin stood up to leave. At this time, Qin Fan drove Jia Xin back.
Jia Xin didn't refuse either.
To be honest, although she didn't have that kind of feeling towards Qin Fan, for some reason, she actually wanted to spend more time with this guy.
Then Qin Fan drove Jia Xin back.
The two went directly to Lao Jia's noodle shop in Chinatown.
The noodle shop owner, Lao Jia, must be happy when he sees Qin Fan coming.
He directly made a bowl of oil-splashed noodles. After the noodles were served, Lao Jia said with a smile: "Brother Qin, hurry up and eat."
Qin Fan smiled and nodded and said, "Thank you, uncle."
When Lao Jia heard this, he waved his hand and said, "I should be thanking you. If you hadn't helped me last time, I would definitely not be having a good time in the noodle shop now."
As he spoke, Lao Jia picked up a pair of chopsticks and urged: "Little brother, eat quickly, it will get cold in a while."
Qin Fan hummed, picked up the chopsticks, picked up the noodles and stuffed them into his mouth.
He never pays attention to his appearance when eating, so he doesn't pay much attention in front of Jia Xin and the others.
After eating, he was slurping noodles. When Qin Fan was enjoying his meal, he heard Jia Xin covering her mouth with a smile.
"What's wrong?" Qin Fan raised his head and asked while eating: "Am I not good at eating?"
Jia Xin waved her hand and said with a smile: "No, I think Xiaofan, you are really different from other people. You can eat noodles so deliciously."
Qin Fan grinned and said, "Yes, the noodles are so delicious. I would be willing to eat noodles every day just for you."
Jia Xin took a look and said with a smile: "That's all you've got."
Soon after Qin Fan ate the noodles, he burped and drank a bowl of noodle soup. The original soup turned into the original food. This was considered complete.
After finishing eating, Qin Fan turned to look at the store, and then asked Lao Jia: "Uncle, how is the business here now?"
When Lao Jia heard this, he shook his head and said with embarrassment: "It's okay. It's no problem to feed and clothe yourself, but it's still not enough to support the family."
Qin Fan nodded and thought for a moment, then he said: "Uncle, I am now running a farm here in Los Angeles. From now on, I will provide you with vegetables to ensure that your store's business is good."
If it were anyone else, he would definitely not be so kind.
But this old man is pretty good, and Jia Xin helped him a lot before.
Upon hearing this, Lao Jia smiled and asked, "Brother Qin, these vegetables are all different."
At this time, Jia Xin shook his head and said: "Uncle, you don't know this. Qin Fan's vegetables are really different from other people's vegetables. You will know when you see his vegetables another day."
When Lao Jia heard what his niece said, he must believe it. He nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, then we will cause more trouble to Brother Qin in the future."
"Uncle, don't be polite," Qin Fan shook his head.
After chatting with Lao Jia for a while, Qin Fan returned to the farm.
Three days later.
The chicken farm and vegetable greenhouses here in Los Angeles have been completed.
Next, Qin Fan and his people had to buy all the things they should buy.
Then he filled the vegetable seeds with spiritual water, told the workers how to plant them, and then asked the workers to plant them.
At the same time, because this farm is larger than the farm in Auckland, Qin Fan specially hired more than a dozen workers.
Soon everything was settled here. In order to develop faster in Los Angeles, Qin Fan slightly accelerated the normal speed of vegetables.
Daoxiang Village's sacred dish, which originally matured in one week, matured in three days.
This almost shocked the workers.
Damn, the fastest one they've ever seen took more than half a month, and it matured in just three days.
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