Night, river dam.
Yang Fei stood at the entrance of the farmhouse, looking at the lively little yard, he smiled knowingly and silently lit a cigarette.
His assistant, Li Liang, who he borrowed to help, remarked: "Business has been good lately, huh!"
Yang Fei chuckled: "Absolutely."
Just today alone, Yang Fei had six little sheep slaughtered, and with the food, drinks, and the strawberry garden, the daily revenue could break ten thousand yuan.
While the two were talking, a middle-aged woman carrying a tray came hurriedly from the west, and Yang Fei politely said: "Big sister, sorry to trouble you."
"No trouble at all, Boss Yang, delivering a dish is nothing!" The woman had a very good attitude, she was a temporary part-timer hired for 300 yuan a day.
Yang Fei nodded, and the woman went back to the rural tourism spot to continue her work.
Li Liang looked towards a bungalow in the west and said: "You're really thoughtful."
Yang Fei smiled and said nothing.
