"What, what did you say?" Li Jian Country was stunned.
Today, Zhao Xuran and the others were invited for a meal, firstly because the kids had returned home from afar, and it was not fair to ask them to cook; secondly, it was to thank them for their help over the past few years.
If it weren't for Zhao Gang and the others, the village might have been much poorer, but look at the village now, life is getting better and it's all thanks to Zhao Gang and the others.
Unexpectedly, after a meal, there was even new business, "You said you want to transport the village's rice to Beijing?"
"Let the people of Beijing eat?" My goodness, how could Li Jian Country not be surprised, this was not what they imagined, but something that really happened. If word got out, Li Jian Country could already imagine the envious looks of the surrounding villages.
