Another day passed in the blink of an eye.

That evening, the guests got together to chat and share their experiences of earning living expenses.

According to what everyone said, Jian Chengyun found that he would only be paid in cash if he went to the commissary or the buying station to help.

Other forms of labor are obtained by the food associated with them.

The next day, shortly after dawn, several pairs of guests stood scattered in front of the commissary and at the entrance of the acquisition station.

This includes Sheng Baili and Jian Chengyun.

They chose the acquisition station.

According to Sheng Baili's idea, the purchase station must be larger than the commissary, and the chance of needing manpower is also greater.

They were joined by a group of guests who arrived earlier than them.

They waited under the eaves together for the boss to open the door, and finally waited for the door to open, and the boss said that only two people were needed.

So Sheng Baili and they left very consciously.

The situation at the commissary is not much better.

Sometimes, it is inevitable that there will be more monks and less porridge.

Although they were a little frustrated when they got up early, they still set their sights on other kinds of labor.

Jian Chengyun saw that she couldn't make any more cash, so she asked Sheng Baili what she wanted to eat.

If Bai Li wanted to eat vegetables, they would go to the fields; If you want to eat fruit, go to a nearby orchard.

Sheng Baili thought for a while and said, they went to the chicken farm to help pick up the eggs.

With eggs, there are a few more dishes.

Jian Chengyun had already expected that his hands would be stained with eggs with.

He resisted in his heart, but when he thought that he and Sheng Bailey's meals were all vegetables, he gritted his teeth and agreed.

It has been three days since the living expenses were paid, and Sheng Baili and Jian Chengcheng promised to save more living expenses. I wanted to earn a little, but I didn't expect to have an opportunity.

In two days, they will have to calculate the total amount of living expenses they have left.

When we got together, we tacitly didn't mention how much we had left.

Therefore, the amount of living expenses in the hands of each group is still a puzzle.

The roads on the chicken farm are even more muddy.

The rain in April has been pouring down, and it has stopped for a while since they came.

It hasn't been raining all week.

Close to the chicken farm, there is a smell of.

Fortunately, it was a rainy day, and there were not so many chicken feathers flying in the air.

When the uncle of the chicken farm saw the two young people and the following team, he knew that it was the young people from the city who were filming TV in the village.

He opened the wooden fenced door and let them in.

After a few days of running-in, Jian Chengyun finally coped with it in front of the follow-up team. They are like invisible people who can't speak, following them with the camera.

The uncle handed each of them a small bamboo basket, pointed them in the direction, and told them to fill the two baskets.

They are all pampered children, just come and experience it.

The uncle sat back in the small wooden shed in front of the door.

He took a deep breath with a cigarette in his right hand. Looking through the smoke rings, everything was hazy.

"In the past, people in the countryside always wanted to run to the city, but now people in the city have come back to live the life of a countryman." The uncle muttered to himself and took a few more puffs.

Jian Chengyun and Sheng Baili carried the basket and walked towards the chicken coop one after the other.

When they first arrived, they would consciously stand on tiptoe or take a detour when they saw the muddy road. And now instead of stepping on the mud, he walked straight over.

They realized the greatness of rain rubber shoes.

Whether it's a muddy path or a gravel road with lots of small puddles, the rain rubber shoes will protect them from getting wet.

Picking up eggs is far dirtier than Jian Chengyun thought before.

Sheng Baili squatted down to pick up the eggs as if she couldn't smell the smell, feel the wet mud and.

In contrast, Jian Chengyun felt that he was very hypocritical.

He rubbed his nose with his hands, brushed his cuffs up, and began to move.

"I'll go to the front, can I give this piece to you?" Jian Chengyun asked.

"Yes."

After Jian Chengyun got the answer, he walked forward for a while, squatted down and picked up the egg.

"These are sacred foods." Jian Chengyun is doing mental construction for himself.

The small bamboo baskets were not big, but they also took a lot of time to fill.

After they handed the basket to the uncle, the uncle asked them to pick a few of his full baskets to take away.

Jian Chengyun and Sheng Baili didn't have a clear definition of the word, so they each took two.

There was no sink on the side of the chicken farm, and Jian Chengyun and Sheng Baili looked at their hands in difficulty.

Sheng Baili simply stopped holding the umbrella and was ready to run back like this.

Jian Chengyun also followed and wanted to run back.

So, two people ran in front, and the follow-up team ran behind.

The group ran to the small stone building under the gaze of the villagers.

There were only a few steps left to reach their house, but Sheng Baili stepped on the empty steps and fell.

Her wrist was broken, and miraculously the egg in her hand was well protected.

Jian Chengyun was following Sheng Baili, and he hurriedly ran over after seeing Sheng Baili stepping on the air, but he still didn't catch up.

Jian Chengyun put the two eggs directly into his pocket, wiped his hands on his clothes several times without hesitation, and immediately helped Sheng Baili up.

Sharp-eyed, he noticed that Sheng Baili's wrist was bleeding.

"It hurts." Jian Chengyun said softly, and he reached out and took the two eggs from Sheng Baili's hand.

"It's fine." Although Sheng Baili replied with these two words, her brow was furrowed.

"Did you hit your knee?" Jian Chengyun helped Sheng Baili to stand up

"A little. Thank you, I can stand up myself. Although Jian Chengyun's concern made Sheng Baili feel warm, she was still not used to Jian Chengyun having too close contact with her.

Jian Chengyun didn't let go of her and helped her into the house.

Jian Chengyun asked Sheng Baili to sit on the sofa, and let him handle the rest of the matter.

However, all Jane promised to deal with was to rinse the four eggs and put them in the refrigerator.

At this time, shouldn't the wound be treated first?

At this time, Sheng Baili didn't think of this layer, she carefully pulled up the hem of her pants.

Sure enough, my knee was swollen.

"Bailey, where's the medicine box?" Jian Chengyun walked over and asked.

"I don't know." Sheng Baili responded. At the moment, she only felt pain, hot pain.

Jian Chengyun looked around, but he didn't find his target.

"I'll help you go to the kitchen and wash your hands." Jian Chengyun proposed.

"It's usually sterilized with alcohol or saline." Sheng Baili took a breath and said to Jian Chengyun.

"But, but you still have the eggs left over from picking up eggs in your hands...... Mud and,. Jian Chengyun said that his voice was a little lower.

Sheng Baili couldn't refute it, and she limped to the kitchen by herself and asked Jian Chengyun to help find the medicine box.

Jian Chengyun was like an ant on a hot pot, spinning around in this small stone building.

He finally found the medicine kit.

Sheng Baili felt a little unconscious from the wound.

Jian Chengyun volunteered to disinfect and medicate Sheng Baili. Sheng Baili injured her right hand, and thinking of the inconvenience of her left hand to take medicine, she agreed.

When the alcohol came into contact with the broken skin, Sheng Baili felt that the lack of consciousness just now was an illusion.

Sheng Baili didn't cry out in pain.

Jian Chengyun saw her frowning eyebrows and felt pain for her.

So Jian Chengyun lightened his movements again, and helped Sheng Baili blow it after painting.

The picture in front of her was very warm, but Sheng Baili's attention was focused on the wound.

After the wound was treated, it was time for lunch again.

At this time, Sheng Baili needs to be taken care of, Jian Chengyun thought.

"You can rest on the couch for a while. I'll get it for lunch. There was a little more swear in his tone.