Chapter 415
Seeing that he would ignore it any more, Zhong Jingchen changed the subject directly: "If you really have nothing to do, you can help carry water, catch fish, and kill chickens."

"I think you don't want everyone to be busy for a long time, but in the end, because some people can't complete the task, everyone falls short. You can only eat the farm's special sliced ​​noodles, right?"

After being reminded by him, Feng Yasong suddenly realized that except for Ye Xingli who returned with a full load of fruits and vegetables, those guests who were in charge of gathering ingredients hadn't heard from them yet!

If all of these people failed in their missions, then those of them who stayed in the back kitchen to help the chef would be useless no matter how well they completed their missions.

After all, it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice!The ingredients are not all together, so they have a big meal with a hammer?

Thinking that the cooked duck might fly, Feng Yasong immediately lost the mood to fight with Lu Ruimo again.

After carefully asking Chong Jingchen about the specific tasks of the three people responsible for carrying water, catching fish, and killing chickens, he left the back kitchen in a hurry.

And the barrage:
【6. 】

[Songsong was dismissed from Mr. Lu's side without a single soldier. Brother Chong knows how to deal with people! [like][like][like]]

[As expected of you, old heavy head! 】

[This wave of heavy teachers is in the atmosphere! 】

[Hahahahahaha Songsong's guilty conscience of being caught in bed by his original partner really made me laugh to death!The way she is so nervous that her tongue is tied really looks like love! 】

[As expected of a rice cooker Songsong, when he heard that the big meal on his lips might be about to fly, he immediately became anxious! 】

[Nothing can stop ~ Song Song's yearning for delicious food ~]

……

In the forest with lush vegetation and quiet environment, Zhao Zhiyu imitated the appearance of the staff, hanging two buckets of freshly scooped mountain spring water one after the other on the shoulder pole, and then carried it on his shoulders.

Although she is not thin and thin, she is not very strong.

Coupled with the fact that she has no experience in doing farm work, the shoulder pole that was originally a hand tool was in her hands, and it was awkward how to use it.

After changing several postures and angles in a row, the chubby little round face turned red, and he couldn't pick up the two buckets of water.

"It must be too heavy..." Zhao Zhiyu muttered to himself, poured out half of the two buckets of water, and tried again.

This time, the pole was lifted without much effort, but new problems also followed.

The road down the mountain was not very easy to walk, and Zhao Zhiyu couldn't grasp the balance of the pole. Every time he took a step, the two buckets would shake violently, and all the water inside was splashed out as if he didn't need money.

If this trend continues, the water in the bucket will be spilled completely without waiting for her to go down to the bottom of the mountain. It's completely useless work!
After Zhao Zhiyu tried many methods but failed to improve the situation, he simply gave up using a shoulder pole and switched to carrying it by hand.

It was difficult to carry two buckets of water at once, so she first carried one bucket and walked for a while, then put down the bucket of water, and then turned back to pick up the other bucket.

Back and forth.

Although this method is relatively stupid, it can save water anyway.

As long as she perseveres and moves down step by step, she will always reach the foot of the mountain!

Zhao Zhiyu thought he had found the right method, and his energy was immediately mobilized!
After moving enthusiastically for a while, I gradually realized that although this method can store water, the disadvantages are also obvious.

That is too exhausting.

Every time she moves a certain distance, she has to sit down and rest for a while. At this speed, she may not be able to move the two buckets of water down the mountain until dark!
Is there any way to save energy and improve efficiency while retaining water?

Zhao Zhiyu sat paralyzed by the leaf-covered mountain road, propping his chin with his small hand, lost in thought.

When Feng Yasong came up along the mountain road, what he saw was that she was sitting slumped beside the mountain road, with two buckets beside her, her chin propped on her small hand, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Even when the rustling autumn wind swept the dead leaves and fell on her head and body, she didn't respond, she was just in a daze.

Feng Yasong suddenly became playful, walked around behind her lightly, then slapped her on the shoulder fiercely, and shouted loudly: "Zhao Zhiyu!"

Zhao Zhiyu's whole body trembled, half of his soul would be scared off!
And the two buckets beside her were overturned because of her too much movement, and rolled down the mountain with a gurgling sound!

Zhao Zhiyu's eyes widened in surprise, and subconsciously wanted to run after the bucket down the hill, but Feng Yasong hugged him from behind.

She only thought that Zhao Zhiyu was frightened stupid by her sudden surprise, and was about to run away, so she hurriedly comforted her: "Don't be afraid, Yuyu, it's me! I'm Songsong!"

At this moment, Zhao Zhiyu only saw the two buckets rolling down the mountain. After all, they were not ordinary buckets, but buckets filled with mountain spring water that she moved down the mountain step by step!
She and her sisters are all counting on the water in it for dinner!How can you just watch it roll down the mountain, with not a single drop of water left?

The more Zhao Zhiyu thought about it, the more sad he became, his whole body turned on the madness mode, and he was struggling to run down the mountain while cursing: "I don't care who you are? Even if you are the king of heaven, I don't want to stop me from chasing me today. bucket!"

"Do you know how important the mountain spring water inside is to me? If it's all spilled, believe it or not, I'll wring your head off and bury it with it on the spot?"

Feng Yasong knew Zhao Zhiyu since she was acquainted, and she had never seen her lose her temper so much. She was stunned by her speech in the second grade with an unclear mental state on the spot.

After Zhao Zhiyu vented his emotions, his rationality gradually returned, and his mind was full of: Wait!What did she just say her name was?

She turned her head in horror, and what caught her eyes was a beautiful face with upright bones, red lips and white teeth.

Who else but Feng Yasong?
"Song Song?" Zhao Zhiyu called her tentatively, and said as if he had just woken up from a dream: "Why are you here?"

Feng Yasong pointed to the direction where the bucket rolled down, not to mention the embarrassment in his tone: "I saw that you haven't come back, so I just wanted to help you, but I didn't expect it to be a waste of help, I'm sorry~"

Zhao Zhiyu: "..."

She simply didn't know whether to cry or laugh, after a moment of silence, she finally hooked the corners of her lips generously and said, "It's okay, it's okay, you also have a kind heart."

"I didn't scare you just now, did I? I didn't mean to kill you, but..." Zhao Zhiyu said, the grievance came to his heart unconsciously again, and even his voice began to choke: "It's the two Buckets of water are really hard to come by!"

(End of this chapter)

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