Good Pregnancy Ninety-Nine

Chapter 128 Stealing the Formula

Chapter 128 Stealing the Formula

Xiaosan's words made Wang Zhong stop gnawing on the chicken wings for two seconds, this news a bit irritated him.Like Xiao San, he came here not long after the chicken farm was built, but he is still doing the chores of feeding the chickens and cleaning up the chicken manure.

He felt that Lu Congjun was really unfair in treating the workers!

He was stunned for two seconds, smiled uncomfortably, and said, "That's it, that's good. You have craftsmanship, and there is a market in our village, just right."

Around 07:30, everyone had their dinner.

Wang Mengmeng originally lived in this house, so he didn't have to go back to the chicken farm.Lu Congjun asked Wang Zhong to take the remaining half of the roast chicken, and asked him to take it to Beishui who was left on the mountain.

After Wang Zhong took the roast chicken, he took a flashlight and left.

He went out of the gate, and just outside the gate, he felt a gust of cold wind blowing, which made him shrank his neck involuntarily.It was dark, and it was gradually becoming difficult to see the road without a flashlight.He tugged on his collar, but felt that his heart was colder than the current night breeze.

What Xiao San said just now is still in my ears. He is 25 years old this year, and people of his age in the village have all gone out to work.The reason why he didn't run out like those people was because he admired Lu Congjun, and he wanted to be like him and become a person who could create a career in the village.

But, "Hehe..." He couldn't help laughing at himself, all of this might be his wishful thinking.Since he has been on the chicken farm for so long, until now he has not learned the core technology of raising chickens. He has only done some useless chores for such a long time.

——It’s not his fault, he also wants to learn, but every time Lu Congjun does the ingredients and medicines by himself, and never pretends to others, he really has no way to do it!

Walking on the dark mountain road, the more Wang Zhong thought about it, the more boring he felt. He worked so hard, but he was not as good as Lu Xiaosan.

When he returned to the top of the mountain, the light in the thatched hut was on, and Bei Shui was sitting alone at the table in the hall, reading an unknown book.

Seeing that he was fascinated by reading, Wang Zhong called him and said, "What book are you reading? Come, eat some meat, it's still warm." Then, he took the half roast chicken in his hand to the north water. Put it in front of you.

Bei Shui glanced at the roast chicken wrapped in oil paper, and he could already smell a scent before opening it.He swallowed, and finally put down the book in his hand, opened the oiled paper and said to Wang Zhong, "Do you want to eat some more?"

Wang Zhong shook his head, saying that he had eaten it when he was at the foot of the mountain, so he stopped eating it.

Bei Shui didn't force it, he also guessed that he had eaten well, so he just asked casually.

The two of them lived alone on the mountain during this time, and Beishui gradually talked more now than when he first came to the chicken farm, and he was willing to chat with Wang Zhong about some things he had and didn't have.

Wang Zhong glanced at Bei Shui, thinking of his current situation, he couldn't help asking him curiously: "Brother Shui, what are your plans for the future? Are you staying in this chicken farm all the time?"

Beishui was about to bite the chicken leg, when he heard Wang Zhong mentioning this, he didn't know how to answer him.He thought for a while, then bowed his head dejectedly, and said, "Otherwise, it would be nice for a man like me to have a job."

Listening to his words, Wang Zhong felt a little discouraged and let it go, and couldn't help asking: "But a lifetime is still quite long, don't you want to make a career out of it?"

"Career? Hehe..." Bei Shui laughed at himself.

Wang Zhong's words stimulated him fiercely, this time he didn't raise his head, just chewed the chicken in his mouth mechanically, it tasted like chewing meat.

In the past, he was just like Wang Zhong, full of vigor and ambition, but the cruelty of reality dealt him a heavy blow, making him unable to get up again.His so-called dreams and aspirations are the same as his crippled leg—dead!
Wang Zhong saw that Bei Shui was silent, and guessed that his words might make him unhappy, so he just shut up and went to take a bath in boredom.

The next day, Lu Congjun brought Lu Xiaosan back to live in the chicken farm.

Wang Zhong was still very happy before dinner yesterday, but since he learned yesterday that Lu Congjun was going to set up a roast chicken stall for Xiao San to take care of, he was a little bit unhappy.

Lu Congjun asked Xiao San to put his luggage in the room first, and then arranged for his main job today to be to build a small clay kiln specially used for making roast chicken.

Xiaosan obeyed Lu Congjun's arrangement, he was full of enthusiasm and fighting spirit, and he wished that this earthen kiln could be finished soon.

"Then I will leave this kiln to you. If you need any help, you can find me in the warehouse over there. I have to prepare chicken feed." Lu Congjun said.

Xiaosan was full of confidence, and after saying that there was no problem, she took the tools and went to fetch water from the mountain stream in the back mountain.

Wang Zhong came out of the toilet next to the kitchen, and just heard the conversation between Lu Congjun and Xiaosan, his heart moved, and he quickly followed behind Lu Congjun.

He watched Lu Congjun enter the warehouse, while he walked around under the window at the back of the house and quietly watched every move in the warehouse.

I saw that Lu Congjun first picked up a shovel from a corner where the tools were placed, and then cut open the bags of various feeds in snakeskin bags; Go to a scale and weigh it, and then weigh the next one after the weighing is finished.

Wang Zhong saw that there was a piece of paper on the stool behind Lu Congjun. Every time Lu Congjun weighed a feed, he would look at the ingredient list on the paper.

"It seems that the boss's ration of chicken feed depends entirely on the formula on that piece of paper. If he can collect all these feed formulas and medicine formulas, then he should be able to set up his own business." Wang Zhong hid under the window quietly thinking.

Lu Congjun in the house knew nothing about being peeped by someone outside the window.He was just concentrating on the chicken feed, and he never thought that there would be someone on this mountain who wanted to give him an idea of ​​the formula.

"Hey, I obviously bought a few bags of this dry corn kernels, why is there not a single bag in the warehouse?" Lu Congjun looked at the formula list, and then looked at the stock of the feed, muttering to himself.He put down the shovel in his hand, opened the door and went out to find out where the bags of corn kernels were put.

Wang Zhong, who was hiding under the window at the back of the house, couldn't help being overjoyed when he saw the opportunity coming.His heart was beating wildly, he quickly ran from the back room to the front room, looked left and right to make sure there was no one around the warehouse, then quickly slipped into the warehouse, took the recipe and hid it in his pocket, then slipped out quickly and closed the warehouse door.

(End of this chapter)