Chapter 687

The young man had little experience and didn't let go of the reins, running hard behind the mule.

A mule is a peculiar species, a hybrid of a horse and a donkey.

It possesses both the load-bearing and resistance capabilities of a donkey, and the flexibility and running ability of a horse.

It also saves much more fodder than a horse, and its strength is greater than a horse's; it eats little and works hard, making it an excellent draft animal.

Seeing the young man being clumsy and not knowing how he provoked the mule to lose its temper,

Village Chief Chu Mingyuan rushed over quickly, grabbed the reins, and finally managed to stop the mule:

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Jianjun! Learn properly from your father."

"If you can't learn properly, I'll let someone else drive the mule cart."

The young man named Chu Jianjun said, sweating profusely:

"I know, Village Chief!"

"I will definitely learn properly!"

Cao Weiguo approached with curiosity: "Village Chief, let me try, I've never driven a cart before."

Chu Mingyuan handed the reins to Cao Weiguo: "Let Jianjun follow you, be careful."

Cao Weiguo grabbed the reins with one hand and held the whip with the other.

Chu Jianjun acted as his teacher on the side.

After just a short while, his hands were blistered.

His palms were burning with pain.

Looking at driving a horse cart seemed simple, but only after trying it did he realize it wasn't easy.

"Director Cao, the goods are all loaded!"

"Then let's go!"

"Village Chief, I'm learning to drive the big cart with Jianjun."

"You find someone to ride the tricycle."

"Alright! You take care of your safety!"

"Jianjun, you must protect Director Cao well."

"Don't worry, Village Chief!"

Cao Weiguo followed Chu Jianjun to learn how to drive the big cart.

Chu Jianmin scrambled to pedal the tricycle.

Cao Weiguo found the mule-pulled cart novel.

Chu Jianmin and the others found the tricycle novel.

A group of people chatted and laughed as they left the village.

Carrying dust into the sky, they rushed toward Changshui Village.

Based on the location of the villages and road conditions,

Cao Weiguo not only borrowed a warehouse in Qin Village,

but also borrowed a courtyard in Changshui Village to use as a warehouse.

He conducted procurement with these warehouses as centers.

Piling the supplies procured from several villages together.

This made it more convenient for him to fish in troubled waters.

Sneakily mixing in things from his farm.

Otherwise, he couldn't complete the task relying solely on these few villages.

Changshui Village

Changshui Village

Cao Weiguo and the others entered the village and happened to run into a family holding a banquet.

After asking, they learned it was the militia captain's son getting married.

Cao Weiguo found Chu Jianmin: "Jianmin, help me keep an eye on things, you guys can go back after unloading, I'm going to give a gift."

Chu Jianmin patted his chest: "You go do your business! Leave this to me!"

Chu Jianmin also understood the matters of human relationships.

Cao Weiguo had also given a gift when he got married.

When Cao Weiguo's child had a full-month celebration, he wouldn't be able to avoid giving a gift either.

Now that they happened to run into the militia captain's son getting married,

Cao Weiguo couldn't avoid showing his respects.

Chu Jianmin directed the unloading of the goods.

Cao Weiguo followed Village Chief Li Dasheng to eat at the banquet.

A fifty-cent gift was recorded in the ledger.

The tall and sturdy militia captain Zhou Hukang treated them with hospitality.

"Shazhu!"

"Fatty!"

Following the village chief, they sat down and waited for the dishes to be served.

Cao Weiguo saw two familiar faces by the stove.

Shazhu and Fatty!

Cao Weiguo pointed at Shazhu, who was busy stir-frying:

"Captain Zhou, where did you find the chef?"

Zhou Hukang smiled: "This was introduced by the accountant of the Red Star Commune, the food is cooked quite well."

Cao Weiguo said in a low voice: "I know this person, his cooking skills are good, but his hands aren't clean, you should be careful."

Zhou Hukang's expression changed immediately: "What do you mean?"

Cao Weiguo said: "He talks behind people's backs, which isn't decent; just be careful yourself, it's best if nothing happens."

Zhou Hukang nodded: "Thanks for the reminder, Director Cao, I'll keep an eye on him."

Cao Weiguo didn't say much, but a thorn had already been planted.

Zhou Hukang toasted him, then turned and called a militia member.

Shazhu was stir-frying vigorously, when suddenly someone appeared by the stove.

This left him confused, and his mood was also somewhat unpleasant.

This person standing there without leaving was an eyesore and also delayed him from taking the vegetables.

He was just about to bump the "extra" meat into his lunch box.

Shazhu asked: "Buddy! Why don't you go eat at the banquet!"

The militia member smiled: "I ate a long time ago, I'm just wandering around because I have nothing to do."

Shazhu: "Oh, then can you go wander somewhere else."

The militia member smiled: "Am I delaying you from cooking?"

Shazhu: "The oily smoke is heavy here, I'm afraid it will smoke you out."

The militia member shook his head: "I like the smell of oily smoke!"

Shazhu snorted with an ugly expression, and shook the spoon vigorously in a bad mood.

Seeing this, Fatty leaned in and whispered: "Master, should I pack that meat?"

Shazhu said in a low voice: "Pack it! Act according to the situation!"

Fatty nodded excitedly, picking up the kitchen knife and continuing to cut vegetables.

"Dishes are coming!"

"This dish is cooked well!"

"The chef's skills are okay!"

"Delicious!"

"This is much better than the dishes cooked by Liu Laosan!"

"My younger brother is getting married next month, I'll invite him to cook too."

Shazhu's skills were not bad.

The dishes won praise as soon as they were served.