The tasks assigned by the program team to all the guests today are...... Reclamation.

As Qingming approaches, all places are busy with spring planting, especially the vegetable garden at home, and it's time to clean up.

Vegetables are grown on a lot of land in Yunguo Village, which is not only supplied to the local farmers' market, but also exported to other cities.

After handing over the task cards to each group of guests, Mao Yanping said, "We aim to let you experience that farmers are not easy to plant. You need to work to do tasks to earn today's wages. The program team will not provide you with any more ingredients and food, and everything will depend on your own efforts to eat a full meal~"

Xia Zhihuai opened the task card and looked at the description on it, "Please reclaim a 200-square-meter piece of land within today, this land will be used to grow vegetables and fruits, and you will get a salary of one yuan for every square meter cultivated." ”

Xia Zhihuai and Qu Xiu looked at each other in the south, two hundred square meters...... It's not small.

And I don't know if it's wasteland, or if it's land that has been planted before.

These two concepts are completely different.

Mao Yanping took them to the four plots of land prepared by the program team earlier, these fields were planted last year, but they were obviously not well cared for, not to mention the grass growing in them, and the soil was a little hard.

Xia Zhihuai and Qu Xiunan squatted with their heads down, stretched out their hands and pinched a handful of soil, looking at the appearance of almost three points of land, and fell into contemplation.

Mao Yanping looked at the sad faces of several guests, and his heart blossomed.

These delicate artists will definitely not be able to complete the reclamation of 200 square meters of land in one day.

Because we have to weed first, and then dig the ground.

Xia Zhihuai got up and turned around and asked, "What are the tools we use to reclaim this land?" ”

Mao Yanping immediately laughed, and Xia Zhihuai felt malice.

Several members of the program team in the back rode a pedal tricycle over and parked the tricycle in front of them in a chic manner.

"That's your tool." Mao Yanping took out a shovel, and then took out a hoe.

"Each group will be assigned a set of shovels, hoes, sickles and bamboo baskets, huh...... The program team also sponsored straw hats and water bottles. ”

Xia Zhihuai looked at the hoe, which was obviously some years old, and fell into deep thought.

He was very suspicious that if the hoe went down, the hoe handle would definitely break.

The others looked at Mao Yanping, and their eyes were inevitably murderous.

Zheng Xu took the hoe in Mao Yanping's hand, knocked it lightly twice, felt that the end of the hoe was a little loose, and said with a frown: "This thing...... I don't need it. ”

Mao Yanping didn't feel embarrassed at all: "The farm tools are collected by us from each family, and you don't need to pay extra, if you want new farm tools, you have to spend money to solve it yourself." ”

Guests: "......"

The dog is still the most dog in the program group!

I really want to throw this broken hoe and shovel on their heads.

Xia Zhihuai didn't say much, walked to the tricycle and began to choose farm tools, Wanwan followed behind him, obediently took a good bamboo basket from the side, and slowly mentioned Xia Zhihuai's feet.

Qu Xiunan went to pick out two sickles, the blades were not very sharp, and it was estimated that it would be difficult to cut the grass.

But there is really no good choice, it is really difficult for the program team to find this kind of antique.

He sighed and took the sickle, watched Xia Zhihuai choose the hoe and shovel, and the other guests also knew that there was no room to turn around, so they immediately walked to the tricycle and began to choose.

Qu Xiunan discussed with Xia Zhihuai, and the tools had to be repaired before mowing the grass.

The others looked at the large area of land, and had already begun to mow the grass, and by noon and afternoon, the weather was too hot to work.

But Xia Zhihuai and Qu Xiunan walked to Mao Yanping's side first, and fell in love with the little three wheels behind him: "Can we use this?" ”

Mao Yanping was stunned for two seconds: "Why don't you dig the ground, why do you borrow three rounds?" ”

"I'm not going to tell you this for the time being, can we use this tricycle?"

Mao Yanping thought for two seconds: "Yes." ”

The tricycle was also very worn, and the chain clicked when riding.

Xia Zhihuai put all the farm tools in the car body, picked up Wanwan again, and let her sit in the car.

"Let's go back to the village first."

Xia Zhihuai stepped on three wheels with long legs, Qu Xiunan pressed the tires to confirm that the tires were fine, and then sat in the back like Wanwan.

……

In the live broadcast room, everyone was confused.

"Are Xia Zhihuai and Qu Xiunan crazy? The tasks have been sent, why are they going back to the village? ”

"The program team is too pitiful, there are still such bad farm tools these years, it's really very hard."

"But Xia Zhihuai is really the ceiling of domestic men's face, my mother, he is so handsome even if he rides three wheels, it feels like sitting on a Harley......"

"After Qu Xiunan teamed up with Xia Zhihuai, it only took one night, and the painting style was weird~"

"Garbage Xia Zhihuai, bring my brother Nan."

Xia Zhihuai ignored the disputes in the live broadcast room, he rode three wheels on the field road and quickly moved forward, not far from the large farmland, someone drove a small walk-behind tractor and a plow in the field, he looked at it twice, and quickly retracted his gaze.

After returning to the village, Xia Zhihuai returned to the house where they lived last night, found a lot of tools in the utility room in the backyard, held a firewood knife and a few wooden sticks, and squatted by the stones in the backyard.

Qu Xiunan was puzzled: "Are you planning to cultivate yourself?" ”

Xia Zhihuai nodded, squatted aside and said happily: "My brother can cultivate, and I learned from my grandfather in the village." ”

Qu Xiunan didn't know anything, and when he saw that he took off the hoe and put it on the stone to polish it continuously, he immediately went to bring a basin of water.