Although the opening of the business has undergone a small episode, it has basically no impact on popularity.

At noon, although the hotel did not have as many customers as expected, there were still many.

After all, this place is too high-end and has certain restrictions on consumption capacity.

The place where everyone is more willing to go is the old evil shop, which is the place that ordinary people like to go.

Song Chen accompanied Chen Changchun to drink a drink, which made Chen Changchun’s cheeks flushed.

However, Song Chen's face was still as normal as usual, without any change.

Seeing this, Chen Changchun and the other two were secretly surprised, and they were both impressed by Song Chen's alcohol tolerance.

Chen Yingxue took a look at the time and it was almost two o'clock.

She stood up and said, "I've eaten almost all the time. Let's go. I have to rush back to work."

Chen Changchun and Jiang Xin stood up, and Song Chen kept delivering the three of them to the door.

In the afternoon, Song Chen handed over the place to Liu Lanlan, and he rushed home.

Just now, my mother called and said that Song Ping's parents agreed to guard the pig farm and fishing ground.

Song Chen went straight to the pig farm. At this time, a new and larger pig farm was already under construction.

Sun Baifeng and Song Ping's parents were helping with the cement sand. When Song Ping's parents saw Song Chen coming, there was a hint of embarrassment on their faces.

After thinking about it, the two of them put down their work almost at the same time and walked to Song Chen.

Song Ping's mother held the corner of her clothes with her hands and said with guilt: "Xiaochen, uncle and aunt were sorry for you before..."

Song Ping's father also looked ashamed, his lips shrank, and he wanted to apologize, but he couldn't speak.

Song Chen looked at the two people with a restrained expression, and waved his hand, not asking Song Ping's mother to continue.

He said calmly: "No need to mention the past matters. I will sign two labor contracts for you later. Since you work with me, you must abide by the rules and keep the secrets. Of course, if you do well, I will not treat you badly."

After a pause, he continued: "If the salary is tentatively set to be 3,000 yuan, and the assessment will be held every three months from now on. If the assessment is passed, the salary will be paid."

After hearing this, Song Ping's parents kept expressing their gratitude, with a happy smile on their faces.

Three thousand a month is already a good salary for both of them.

After all, the two of them are old, and even if they go to work as small workers, they will not be much stronger.

Afterwards, Song Chen rushed home and took out two labor contracts that had been prepared long ago.

After boiling the medicine for my father, Song Chen returned to the pig farm and prepared to ask Song Ping’s parents to sign the contract.

When Sun Baifeng saw this scene, she frowned and said, "Son, do you want to do this? I don't know how to explain it to them when you come."

Song Chen said calmly: "Mom, this is an equal contract between the two parties, not a sales contract in ancient times. You are thinking too much."

Sun Baifeng shook her head and muttered, "Son, I always think this is not good. After all, we are neighbors. We are too stingy when we make this happen."

Song Chen smiled bitterly and said, "Mom, it's not the time to save face. If something happens, it will be too late to regret it."

After saying that, Song Chen did not pay attention to Sun Baifeng, but put the contract in front of Song Ping's parents.

Song Ping's parents looked at Song Chen and then at Sun Baifeng.

Immediately, Song Ping's father picked up the pen and signed the two contracts together.

Because Song Ping's mother didn't recognize her words and could not write, she could only let Song Ping's father replace her.

Song Chen glanced at Song Ping's father and said, "You have a closer look at the contract. Just sign it like this. Aren't you afraid that I will cheat you?"

Song Ping's father smiled silly and said, "What are you afraid of? We are all neighbors. The uncle also understands your personality and knows that you will not cheat you. Moreover, your uncle and aunt are old and there is nothing to cheat."

Song Chen nodded lightly and said, "You'd better take a look, so you can rest assured."

Song Ping's father nodded with a silly smile, then picked up the contract and looked carefully.

He didn't react anyway after watching it all the way.

Until he saw the countdown lines, he suddenly said "Huh".

kindness???

Hearing the voice, Song Ping's mother and Sun Baifeng became nervous, afraid that something would be wrong.

But Song Ping's father said in surprise: "Xiaochen, I, we still have year-end dividends!"

Year-end dividends!!!

All three of you understand this word, which means you can get a sum of money by the end of the year.

Song Ping's mother immediately became excited, and she thanked Song Chen Qian's forever, saying, "Xiaochen, you are so nice to us. Uncle and aunt don't know how to thank you."

Song Ping's father was also excited, and he almost knelt down for Song Chen.

Song Chen said calmly: "Although there is a year-end bonus, how much it is depends on your usual performance, and also on the performance of our factory."

"Anyway, I still say the same thing. If you do it well, I will not treat you badly."

Song Ping's parents nodded repeatedly, saying that they would do their best.

After solving the matter here, Song Chen returned home.

He found rice seedlings from a pile of seeds sent by the God of Land, and this bag of seedlings actually came from heaven!

That day, Song Chen took a quick glance and knew that there were rice seedlings here, but he did not pay attention to the source.

Now, I saw that it actually came from the heavens, does it mean that it tastes better than the ones in the underworld...

"The old man in the land is quite righteous, but he is not all seeds of the underworld."

Song Chen murmured in his mouth, feeling very satisfied.

He did not go out immediately with the seedlings, but waited until late at night before he carried the seedlings to the field.

Soon, Song Chen brought the seedlings to his field.

He chose a small place and planted the seedlings.

Next, according to past experience, the seedlings should be able to grow quickly, and Song Chen waited patiently.

Sure enough, not long after, the seedlings grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

About an hour later, Song Chen saw the mature rice!

He had harvested the rice, but strangely, the harvested rice had no regeneration function.

This is completely different from the products of the underworld. Song Chen remembered that the tomatoes, peppers and other vegetables at home could be regenerated infinitely, but the rice in front of him did not have that function.

Is it a coincidence or a celestial crop has no regeneration function...

Song Chen is not sure about this now, after all, he only planted one rice.

In other words, if you want to plant rice in large quantities in the future, you need to buy seedlings from the old man in the land in large quantities.

After pondering for a while, Song Chen decided not to think about this for the time being.

After looking at the rice piled up on the ground, Song Chen planned to make these into wine first. If it succeeds, he is considering the issue of large-scale purchases.

If it is not successful, there is no need to buy it in large quantities.

After thinking about it, maybe I could call the God of Land and ask carefully...
Chapter completed!