Chapter 129 128. This time it’s real KFC

The meal was eaten in silence.

Because every time Zhang Guiqin asked the three children something.

They all quickly put down their chopsticks and answered in a low voice.

Zhang Guiqin felt sorry for the children's sensible appearance, so she didn't ask any questions and let the children eat first.

The children were also well-behaved when eating. They would pick up a piece of braised pork and a big mouthful of rice, chew it carefully and swallow it before daring to take the second bite.

After each person ate a bowl of rice, he put down his chopsticks and said he was full.

For Zhang Guiqin, what a good child. But he eats too little. Look how thin he is...

Luo Yihang felt that today's scare was really harsh.

well.

Look at Qiangwa again. He slurps up a big bowl of food with vegetables and meat, then slurps up another big bowl. Finally, he mixes the soup from the fried mushrooms with rice. It smells so good, and he eats another big bowl.

It was not until they were almost done eating that Luo Yihang picked up some dishes for each of the three children.

Not much, just two stalks of celery, a slice of mushroom, and a small bowl of soup per person, the kind with no vegetables, just soup.

The three kids were stunned after eating it, their worldviews were totally shattered.

Especially Zimao, his first wish after having money is to eat meat, which shows how much he likes it.

But today, the three of them only ate meat for dinner, and logically they should have been filled with joy of having their wishes fulfilled.

Why do I feel like I've missed out after trying this dish?

After dinner, Qiang Wa called Luo Yihang outside and whispered, "Hang Wa, do you really want to take care of these three? These three little kids... I can't lie to you. They are lazy, stupid, and cowardly. They can't be taught well at home. If you leave them here, you will only cause trouble for yourself."

Luo Yihang pointed inside and said with a smile: "Doesn't this look good?"

"That's just an act. He's scared today, but his true nature will show in a couple of days."

"It's okay, let's talk about it in two days. I'll try it first."

Zhang Guiqin thanked Qiangwa, who was left confused at home.

Luo Yihang took his hatchet and took the three children out to the place where they were caught last night. He asked them to push all the electric bikes back and put them on Qiangwa's bike so that he could take them back.

Then he took them to the North Mountain, planning to cut some bamboo to build racks for cucumbers and tomatoes.

At the same time, it is also another education for these three children.

If the meal was a sweet date, this time it was a big stick.

Luo Yihang raised his knife and chopped it down. With a few clicks, the bamboo as thick as a bowl was cut into two pieces at an angle, and fell down with a loud noise.

This is still a case of restraint, otherwise killing one person with one blow would be a bit exaggerated.

Even so, the three children were shocked and their eyes were full of admiration.

"Uncle, you must be a martial arts master, can you teach me a few moves?" The speaker was the silly purple-haired guy named Luo Qingcai, he seemed to like this.

Luo Yihang stared at each of them for a few seconds with a cold face, and said in a deep voice: "From now on, you have to call me boss. Now, carry the bamboo to the solar panels below."

"Yes! Boss!" The three children stood at attention and saluted, then shouted, and together they carried the bamboo onto their shoulders and walked down the mountain.

The road down the mountain is slanted.

Purple-haired Luo Qingcai walked at the end as per habit, as he was the tallest.

The yellow-haired guy in the front couldn't be reached by the short guy named Luo Hongzhi.

Red-haired Luo Shaoan also adjusted their positions.

As thick as a bowl, a large bamboo with a diameter of five inches and a length of fifteen meters weighs less than two hundred kilograms.

The three children were carried together and walked unsteadily, looking like they would fall down at any time.

Luo Yihang shook his head. This won’t work.

Not physically strong, not mentally strong either.

You have to practice both.

After a long time, the three children finally came back, panting and rubbing their shoulders, taking one step at a time.

I just arrived at the bamboo forest and haven’t had a chance to catch my breath.

Luo Yihang raised his knife and chopped down another bamboo of the same size. "Continue."

The three children made sad faces, picked up the bamboo again, and staggered down the mountain.

Do this four times.

It takes longer and longer.

When they came up again, Luo Yihang spoke, "You know what you did last night, it's enough to go to jail, right? Because someone pleaded for you, I'll give you a chance and let you work for me for half a year. If you don't do a good job, blame yourself, don't blame me."

After saying that, Luo Yihang picked up the hatchet and chopped off five bamboos.

He picked up four bamboos, two under each arm, and dragged them down the mountain.

The three kids were terrified and shouted from behind, "Boss, Boss, we will definitely do a good job."

But no matter how much he shouted, Luo Yihang couldn't stop.

In the end, it was the red-haired Luo Shaoan who was smarter. He took two of his friends with him, picked up the remaining bamboo, and chased down the mountain.

Luo Yihang turned his head and glanced.

Alas, you three idiots, you don’t even know how to learn after I demonstrated it to you.

This is bamboo, not something precious. It would be much easier to drag it on the ground. Why do you have to carry it...

At the foot of the mountain, in front of the solar panels.

Luo Yihang nodded. These three kids were a little stupid, but fortunately they were obedient. They delivered the bamboos they had brought earlier to the destination and did not throw them on the roadside and wait to be picked up later.

Put down the bamboo you brought down.

Luo Yihang walked back, and when he passed by the three children, he said, "I'll give you ten minutes to get back to the bamboo forest, or you don't have to come back."

"Oh my God!" The yellow-haired one took the lead and ran away, dragging the red-haired one and the purple-haired one.

At eight and a half minutes, the three children returned to the bamboo forest, panting. They had run all the way up.

"Very good." Luo Yihang finally praised, and once again chopped off three bamboos with his knife.

"This time, each of you will have one, and the time limit is twenty minutes."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huangmao's tears started flowing again. He was the first to pick up a bamboo and drag it down the mountain.

The other two followed quickly.

After a period of contact, or "training", Luo Yihang discovered it.

Huangmao is the timidest, the thinnest, the most introverted, but also the most obedient.

Red Hair is a little clever and is the leader among the three. Purple Hair is the oldest, has the best physical condition, and is a little dumb.

Of course, it's all relative.

These three kids are so stupid.

I had to try it myself before I realized that dragging it by myself seemed to save more energy than carrying it with three people.

Carrying bamboos on the mountain road, it was a surprise that they thought of this. Half of their strength had to be spent on looking at where their feet were.

Two more trips later.

Luo Yihang could see that the three children were really out of strength.

Finally, he cut four bamboos, picked them up and dragged them down the mountain himself, letting the three children follow behind.

There's enough pressure, it's time to relax and have some expectations.

So Luo Yihang calmed down a little and asked them, "Why are you so weak? Don't you eat normally?"

A boy of seventeen or eighteen, although at the growth stage, is only growing taller but not fatter.

But they wouldn't be like them. The stripes weren't stretched out. Zimao was the tallest, about 1.7 meters tall, and the other two were only about 1.6 meters tall.

They are all thin. The strongest one, purple-haired one, weighs just over 100 pounds, while the other two probably weigh less than 100 pounds.

I was not very strong. The round trip from the bamboo forest to the solar panels was only a little over one kilometer, and I couldn't walk anymore after six or seven times. A normal teenage farm kid would have more energy than he could use up.

Maybe it was because Luo Yihang finally softened his tone, the three children finally dared to talk to him boldly.

After a lot of talking, Luo Yihang finally understood what these three problem teenagers were.

When I was a kid, I was pretty normal. I lived in the school dormitory when I was in junior high school. I loved playing and skipped meals every day. I saved my meal money to hang out in the game hall. Sometimes I would skip one meal, sometimes two meals, sometimes a pack of instant noodles would last me a whole day, and when I was really hungry I would just drink cold water.

He didn't study well and refused to continue studying after finishing junior high school.

They went to construction sites to look for work, but they were too young and thin, so no one wanted to hire them. Finally, they found a job and were allowed to try it for two days, but they were defeated after trying, because they simply could not do the job.

Later, I just stayed at home, was scolded by my family, and was angry and refused to eat.

If you don't sleep at night, you won't be able to get up in the morning.

It's the time when you should be growing up. If you keep doing this, your body will be ruined.

"There's work to do later."

The three guys, who just thought their boss was pretty good, felt weak at the knees when they heard this.

"Do you still want to work?" Purple Hair actually said out loud what was in his heart, causing Red Hair to cover his mouth tightly. Red Hair tried to make amends for him, "Boss, we like working the most. Just tell us what you want to do."

Luo Yihang almost laughed out loud. "The rest doesn't require much effort. It's a delicate job. You have to learn first and be careful. Do you understand?"

"I understand!" the three teenagers answered in unison, their voices sounding so weak.

Delicate work is also life.

Luo Yihang changed the subject and said, "Do you guys still want to eat the celery and mushrooms we had at noon?"

Speaking of this, the three children are not tired anymore.

When I was writing the self-criticism in the morning, my family bought some food, but my parents just cried and cursed, and didn't even think of letting them eat.

I arrived at the new place at noon. I was nervous and didn’t dare to eat much.

After doing physical work for a long time, the food in my stomach had long been digested.

When I suddenly mentioned the last bite of the dish, my mind immediately recalled the wonderful taste and my saliva was watering.

He nodded hurriedly, "Yeah, yeah, yeah."

"Whoever does a good job will be graded by me, and the number of times he passes the test will determine how many bites he can eat at dinner."

This promise is like a carrot dangling in front of a donkey's eyes.

The next job is to cut the bamboo and split it into pieces.

There is electricity on the table. Luo Yihang prepared the cutting machine and table saw a few days ago, both of which are equipped with safety devices, and also prepared anti-cut gloves.

Luo Yihang led them to cut the bamboo into sections with a cutting machine, and then cut it into long bamboo strips with a table saw.

Start by learning by watching, and then do some lifting work.

Then let them do it themselves.

If someone did not do a good job, even if they cut it wrong, Luo Yihang would not get angry. At most he would kick him on the butt and then continue teaching as usual.

But if someone is lazy or not paying attention, then praise the person who did a good job, for example, "Luo Hongzhi passed the test once."

Assign him another strenuous job.

With a big stick and a sweet date, the kids soon did the job properly.

There was even competition.

Because the yellow-haired Luo Hongzhi was always secretly happy, because he was the most careful and passed the most exams, having passed more than ten times.

The careless red-haired Luo Shaoan only did it six times, and even the silly purple-haired Luo Qingcai did it eight times.

Red Hair's leadership position was threatened.

After all the bamboo strips were chopped, Luo's father finished his work and went up to the stage to build the scaffolding.

I also fell in love with these kids. They must have done this at home. They picked up the task quickly, and they were careful and hardworking, doing whatever they were asked to do.

There is no work in your eyes, and you have to be told before you do it.

The child is still young, so this is good enough.

Luo Yihang was quite satisfied with his KFC skills and kept his promise. During dinner, whoever passed the test the most times would get to take as many bites of food as they wanted.

Of course, nutrition is essential.

There was still some braised pork and chicken wings left from lunch, so I heated them up and gave them all to the three of them.

Today's round of big sticks should be effective for a few days. When these kids' bad habits emerge again, we will have to think of other big sticks.

After a few rounds, these kids should be able to turn around and become hardworking young men.

The young employees are good, although they have various problems.

But he is young, has little social experience, and still admires the strong.

If I see something weird, I won’t think too much about it.

I was young, and no one would believe me if I told them my random thoughts.

Luo Yihang demonstrated his strength, majesty, kindness, temptation, and he also had their tricks in his hands.

It is easy to make a few children admire him, become loyal employees, and allow their labor to be exploited.

What is a capitalist? This is a capitalist.

(End of this chapter)