Farm Girl's Manor-Chapter 295 Shameless Resort to Violence (3)_1

With her current capabilities, she couldn’t do much more, but it was still possible to steam a bucket of rice and send it out every day.

Mo Qingze and Lizhong nodded repeatedly, also saying it was a good idea.

Looking at the white stubble and deep wrinkles on Lizhong’s face, Mo Yan said, "Grandfather Li, the store will be quite busy these next few days, and we don’t have enough hands at home. Xin’er Yannzi and I can lend a hand, but if it goes on for too long, we’ll still need to hire people. This isn’t just about greeting customers but also helping them carry grain and restocking. I think we need at least two people to help, what do you think?"

Lizhong thought for a moment before saying, "Just find one for now, it’s the same if we hire another once the business picks up."

The store had just started its operation, and it was important to save where possible; after all, two people would just mean being a little busier, and it wasn’t a big deal.

Mo Yan said with a smile, "Let’s hire both at once, so everyone has an easier time. In the dead of winter, there are plenty of people in the village looking for work. Helping out in the store, without being exposed to wind or rain, I imagine a lot of people would be willing. When the time comes, we’ll pick two who are honest and reliable."

"Yanyan is right, Uncle Zhong, you can’t wear yourself out. Whether it’s two or three people, you just decide," Mo Qingze chimed in, moving grain was no easy task, and Uncle Zhong was too old for such labor.

With both father and daughter speaking up, Lizhong had no choice but to accept happily, touched by their concern.

After discussing some details, they each returned to their rooms. Tomorrow was the day they would open for business, and Mo Qingze also had to go to the Academy; they all needed to wake up early!

Returning to her own room, Xiao Hua Dabai and Little Fur Ball were tussling. When they saw Mo Yan come back, they all rushed over together.

Xiao Hua couldn’t wait to nudge her owner’s right palm, crying out eagerly, signaling for her to let it in for the delicious food.

"You glutton!" Mo Yan poked its head and held their paws as she entered Space, tossing two roasted chickens to each of the larger ones. The smallest one’s belly was already full; she couldn’t feed it more.

The roasted chicken had been prepared the night before. Recently, with a lot of manual labor, Mo Yan had needed to eat while working to keep her strength up.

Xiao Hua blissfully gnawed on the fragrant roasted chicken, and when Little Fur Ball came over to beg for food, it pretended to be fierce and chased it away, but then, trying to curry favor, it bit off two plump chicken legs and presented them to Dabai.

Dabai was elegantly eating a roasted chicken. Seeing the chicken legs offered by a certain dimwit, it didn’t hesitate to take them in its mouth and, under Xiao Hua’s delighted gaze, presented them to Little Fur Ball.

Little Fur Ball ignored Xiao Hua’s killer gaze, shook its head happily and licked Dabai before lying down and ecstatically nibbling on the chicken leg.

Awooo, it had stolen the master’s favor and even tried to seduce Dabai, how could it get rid of this uncontrollable little creature?

Xiao Hua glared at Little Fur Ball, trying to kill the annoying creature with its stare, but in the end, it couldn’t overcome its rumbling tummy and dejectedly returned to continue gnawing on the roasted chicken.

Mo Yan saw all the undercurrents among the creatures and nearly laughed out loud. It seemed that Xiao Hua’s path to courtship was not going smoothly; plenty of grinding was still to come!

Looking at the expansive field of ripe rice, Mo Yan, wielding a sickle, wiped off the sweat and missed the harvesters of her previous life. With so much rice and only her two hands, the work was progressing slowly, and there was no helping it; she couldn’t get her father and the others to come in to help!

Mo Yan sighed and started to harvest the rice with the sickle. She had done this work in her previous life, and while she was quite adept and quick at it, she couldn’t match the efficiency of a harvester. After laboring tirelessly for four hours, she had only harvested half an acre. She hurriedly laid down a piece of oilcloth on the ground, placed a large basket on it, and grabbed handfuls of rice to begin threshing.