Lu Wei sat next to the notice board of a labor agency in the city center. Because he arrived too early, the weekend labor agency was not open yet.
After searching for several days, not only could I not find a long-term job, I couldn't even find any part-time workers. Almost all labor agencies that could accept her registration said they would contact her as soon as new positions were released in factories or stores.
She felt very disappointed because she lost her easy and comfortable job because of the stupid behavior of two German brats. She looked resentfully at the increasing number of Germans in the city center, with grievance and unwillingness lingering in her heart.
There are more and more people in the pedestrian street, and from time to time Chinese students pass by the agency's notice board. Some of them knew Lu Wei and greeted her warmly. She responded as she quickly walked to a remote corner.
She was worried that if too many people saw her, Yu Jianghai might also know about her job search. Being so cunning, he could definitely guess that he had lost his job. If that were the case, Yu Jianghai might threaten her with the bank cleaning job. She didn't want to be at a disadvantage in the game with him.
She took out her hat and sunglasses from her backpack, put them on, and waited quietly for the labor agency to open the door.
Hans and the others looked around and saw a tall German man wearing a white peaked cap, a blue and white checked shirt, and the hem of his shirt tucked into khaki super-fat overalls, striding towards them. He looks about fifty years old, has gained weight, and his beer belly trembles happily when he walks.
"He is Fleischer," Hans whispered, "I will introduce you to you later. If he asks you how to charge, Dong Qiangqiang, you will quote the price. If he does not agree, we will discuss it again."
After a while, Fleischer walked up to Hans. He hugged Hans warmly and asked with concern: "I heard that you got your hunting license. Congratulations."
"Thank you." Hans replied politely.
"How is old Hans' health?"
"My grandfather is still the same as before. He often goes hunting alone." Hans said as he introduced Dong Qiangqiang and Lei Lanting to Fleischer.
"Are you the man who gave vodka to the wild boar that Hans mentioned before?" Fleischer asked while looking Dong Qiangqiang up and down.
Before Dong Qiangqiang could answer, Lei Lanting immediately patted Dong Qiangqiang on the shoulder and said proudly: "That's him. It's true."
"But he looks about the same age as you." Fleischer glanced at Hans doubtfully, with a look of disbelief in his eyes, "And he is as thin as you."
Hans smiled and nodded: "I didn't believe it when I first saw him, but when I found him, he was indeed pulling a wild boar by himself."
Fleischer patted Dong Qiangqiang's shoulder doubtfully: "You are such a lucky young man."
After a brief exchange of greetings, several people, led by Fleischer, walked along the farmland and walked up the hillside.
Hans and Fleischer walked in front, talking quietly from time to time. Dong Qiangqiang and Lei Lanting followed them, curiously observing the scenery along the way and the buildings in the distance as they walked.
Lei Lanting whispered to Dong Qiangqiang as he walked: "I think this piece of land must be dozens of acres at least. I don't know if the connected large piece of land also belongs to his family. If so, then this large piece of land The area is really quite large. Look over there," Lei Lanting said, pointing to a row of small trees on the hillside in the distance, "There seems to be a forest there."
Dong Qiangqiang grew up in the city and has no idea about farmland and crops. He just felt that the farmland was huge but there was no one there. There were only a few lonely tractors and harvesters parked on the distant field ridges, which was a bit strange.
The weather in the morning was very good. The bright sunshine shone on the farmland. The green crops looked lush, and the wide and thick branches and leaves all looked full. Dong Qiangqiang couldn't recognize what was growing in the ground, so he asked Lei Lanting curiously, but Lei Lanting couldn't recognize it even after observing it for a long time.
Hearing the whispers between the two, Fleischer, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around. After understanding the problems of Dong Qiangqiang and Lei Lanting, he swung his arm in the direction of the farmland and said loudly: "The krabi grown here are all leaves, and the roots are in the soil, just like potatoes."
"Mr. Fleischer," Dong Qiangqiang asked curiously, "Do all these farmlands belong to your family?"
"Yes, the land in my family was passed down from my grandfather's grandfather's grandfather, but I guess he is not the first generation," Fleischer said cheerfully, "But our Fleischer family has been farmers for generations. It’s definitely unmistakable.”
After hearing so many grandfathers, Lei Lanting and Dong Qiangqiang quickly calculated in their minds how many generations this land had been passed down.
"Then what generation is he?" Lei Lanting gave up on mental arithmetic and turned to ask Dong Qiangqiang directly.
"He is the seventh generation." Dong Qiangqiang's logic and language seemed better.
"My dear, hereditary German farmer is really awesome." Lei Lanting sighed, "He is just a big landowner."
Several shepherd dogs ran over from a distance and ran to Fleisher's legs, jumping happily. Lei Lanting said enviously: "It seems like being a German farmer is really satisfying."
The group of people walked to a hillside again. Fleisher pointed to the nearby farmland and said, "This land also belongs to my family. The things I grow are different. In addition to growing vegetables, I also grow a lot of fruits. Speaking of strawberries and The cherries will be picked soon. And over there," he pointed to several factory buildings with light orange roofs on the ground not far away, "over there is my farm, where chickens and ducks are raised. I raise pigs and a lot of poultry. Oh, by the way, I also raise a horse. I am a member of the Hannover Racing Association. In August this year..."
"Mr. Fleischer, can you first tell us what happened to your pig?" Hans was worried that Fleischer would start talking about irrelevant things again, so he quickly changed the topic to the pig. .
"It's a long story," Fleischer picked up a thick branch from the ground and threw it into the distance. Several dogs immediately jumped out.
As he spoke, he walked towards the factory, and everyone followed him step by step.
"Before, all my pigs were raised in factories. But in the past few years, some experts proposed a new theory. They said that feeding pigs in a natural environment can make the pigs stronger and stronger. Less or even no illness, healthier body and mind, and at the same time, the excellent natural environment of Germany can be used to continuously optimize the genes of pigs. I am just a farmer and don’t know much about this. But my neighbor Luke, of course he is also a farmer. Listen After taking the advice of experts, he put a few pigs in a forest on his property to raise. Later, I saw that the pigs he raised were indeed stronger than the pigs in his farmhouse. So I followed his example and put a few in the woods outside the hillside behind my house."
Dong Qiangqiang and Lei Lanting listened intently, for fear of missing a word.
