"real?"

Zhang Qiaofeng rolled her clothes with her fingers and blinked her big eyes.

"Of course it's true. When I'm free later, I'll have to treat you to dinner."

Chen Haodao.

"Just me?"

Zhang Qiaofeng looks forward to it.

"That's not true."

Chen Hao shook his head.

"……oh."

Zhang Qiaofeng's eyes suddenly lost their luster.

After delivering the hens to Zhang Qiaofeng's pig pen, Chen Hao began to wander around the village.

The demand for eggs is gradually increasing, and the number of hens must also keep up.

Then, the chicken coop at home must not be used anymore.

Building a chicken farm must be put on the agenda, but where is the right place?

After thinking for a long time, Chen Hao couldn't come up with a result.

In the evening, after feeding the hens at home, Chen Hao went to Zhang Qiaocui's house carrying the Reiki vegetable leaves.

"Qiaofeng, I'll feed the chickens."

Chen Hao knocked on the door and said.

Squeak - it was Zhang Qiaofeng's father, Zhang Shan, who opened the door.

"Qiaofeng told me about your matter. The pigsty is over there. You can go."

Zhang Shan tightened his clothes, yawned, and then went back to his room to sleep.

There are no entertainment activities in the countryside. Everyone goes to bed early, and Zhang Qiaofeng probably went to bed too.

Chen Hao thought so.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang."

Chen Hao said, then walked towards the pig pen with the spiritual energy leaves in hand.

But as soon as he reached the pig pen, he heard the sound of rushing water.

"Is it raining?"

Chen Hao followed the sound in confusion, but saw that the source of the sound was the Zhang family toilet.

Toilet doors in rural areas are very simple. They are usually blocked by wooden boards, and some even only have a piece of cloth hanging on them.
Chapter completed!