I went on a blind date with the wrong person and got married to a pig farmer.

Chapter 147: The chickens are ready to go

The day of departure finally arrived.

At around 5 o'clock in the morning, Yang Cheng arrived at the chicken farm in the hazy morning light.

Maybe the chickens knew that today was the day they were leaving, so the model chicken and the Mala chicken stood by the fence and said goodbye to the chickens.

Those who have a partner wipe their tears, confess their feelings to each other, kiss each other, and hug each other.

Those who are single look at those who are in a relationship wiping tears, pouring out their heart’s desires, and kissing each other, and they hug each other.

After kissing and kissing their beloved ones, they began to say goodbye to the strangers.

"Oh, chirp, no chirp... I want to coo... I want to coo... I coo..."

The chickens were so moved that they wanted to shed tears, but chickens have no tears, so they could only let the tears roll in their eye sockets.

When the emotion is there, the action must follow.

They flapped their wings to cheer and applaud, making the dirt on the ground crackle, and they expressed their deep hope to see the fighting cocks returning triumphantly.

"Come on, come on! Stand still and don't move!"

Yang Cheng shouted at the chickens.

What are they doing when they are crowded together?

The chickens participating in the competition should just come here, why are so many outsiders coming here?

But it’s okay to come.

Yang Cheng, Uncle Yimao and Xingxing walked around the flock of chickens several times. After careful observation, they unanimously selected a "beautiful chicken" and prepared to let it participate in the second stage: the beautiful chicken selection competition.

To put it bluntly, it is a test that looks at appearance, figure, and condition.

After more than two months of watching the show, this chicken's temperament is indeed very unusual.

Whether it is sitting, squatting, or standing, it keeps its neck at 90 degrees to the ground, like a proud swan.

And the way it walks looks leisurely, but in fact its steps are firm and it takes one step at a time, giving people a very stable feeling.

As for appearance, there is no need to mention it.

Red crown, white beak, red ears, pink feet, every detail is exquisite.

In fact, its appearance is comparable to that of Ji Sanmei. Ji Sanmei is also a beautiful type, but Ji Sanmei has not been influenced by the programs as much as Meiji, so her figure lacks a sense of temperament.

"Rumble..."

A big truck drove up.

There are many exquisite small cages inside.

Yang Cheng, Yimaoshu and Xingxing carefully placed the chickens that were going to participate in the competition into the cages. Half an hour later, the participating chickens were finally settled.

congratulations.

Mala Chicken looked at the third sister Chicken beside him with eyes full of love.

That ugly boss looked pretty good today and even brought his prostitute, Sister San, with him. It was so happy, so joyful, so...romantic.

"Rumble..."

Another big truck came.

Yang Cheng and his friends carried the chicken feed from the ground into the truck. In addition to the feed, there were also vegetable leaves and snails that they had collected last night...

In order to allow the participating chickens to maintain their normal performance level, Yang Cheng specially prepared several days of extra food, for fear that they would not be able to acclimate to the local climate and eat the food provided by the organizers.

Actually... there is another reason.

Qin Che reminded her.

Qin Che said that in some important competitions, such as international basketball matches, some people with ulterior motives would secretly give their opponents stimulants with the aim of having their opponents banned, unable to participate in international competitions, and permanently disqualified from competing.

"This move is so cruel!"

In order to prevent this situation from happening again among his own chickens, Yang Cheng decided to bring his own food for the chickens. Not only the food, but also the wine and drinks had to be from Zhuzhu Village.

The human heart is unpredictable!

A cart of food was quickly loaded.

All employees in the chicken farm also set off together.

Yang Cheng is going to compete in the first level.

Uncle Yimao is going to take Mala Chicken and American Chicken to the second and third levels.

The stars have to follow the model chickens, and do their costumes and makeup, and styling.

All three of these people have to leave, which raises a question:

Who will feed the remaining idle people?

"Beep beep..."

An electric car arrived.

There are a lot of people sitting on it.

"Boss Yang, we are here..."

Li Gang was the first to get off the back seat of the electric bike.

Ah Dai was the second one to get off the back seat of the electric bike.

Li Qiang parked his electric bike and was the last one to come over.

"These chickens are now in your hands! Feed them on time, don't overfeed them, and don't let them starve. Don't pick up snails and vegetable leaves these days. You've worked so hard... you won't have the energy to pick them up."

"Okay, Boss Yang." Li Qiang said with narrowed eyes.

Last night, the three people who were picking snails and vegetable leaves received calls from Boss Qin one after another.

Mr. Qin told them to stop picking snails and vegetable leaves because there were more important things for them to do.

So they came to Yang Cheng's chicken farm.

It's past 5 am now.

Li Qiang and his friends had never gotten up so early before. They usually got up around 9 o'clock in the morning, so this was torture for them.

After struggling to get up in the last 20 minutes, Li Qiang borrowed an electric bike and set off with Ah Dai. However, before they had ridden for 2 minutes, Li Gang jumped on with the back seat of the electric bike.

"Then we'll set off. I'll leave this place to you!"

"Okay, Boss Yang."

Yang Cheng got on Xingxing's electric car. She was going back to the dormitory to pack her clothes.

She didn't have much stuff, so she packed it up last night and placed it on the bedside table. Before she reached the pig farm, Yang Cheng saw Qin Che.

Qin Che was helping her move the suitcase.

"Now that you're here, you have to take good care of yourself and don't stay up late, okay? Regardless of whether you win the prize or not, keep a good attitude..."

"I know. I was saying it last night and I'm still saying it now, like an old lady." Yang Cheng looked at Qin Che with a smile.

I'm only going away for a few days, but you're still complaining about me so much and I'm reluctant to let go!

"Don't worry about Li Qiang and the others. I asked Wei Qianfan to go for a walk if he has nothing to do, to prevent them from being passive and lazy."

"I see. I think Li Qiang and his friends are pretty good. They may look lazy, but they will actually do what they are supposed to do!"

Yang Cheng pulled Qin Che's hands a few times, then crouched down and got into the car under his reluctant gaze.

"Woooo..."

"Stop! Wait a minute!"

A woman with disheveled hair ran over.

"Um... Mr. Qin? Can I go to the capital with Boss Yang?"

Yang Cheng came out of the car. What’s going on?

What is Dong Xiaomei here for?

I'm going to compete, what can she do?

and also……

"Little sister Dong? You don't even have shoes on. What are you doing here in such a disheveled state? Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Big news, big news! My phone just rang and I saw a piece of news. Do you know what it is?!"

"what?"

"That Tugetu is coming to the capital to hold a book signing event! It's the day after your competition! So let me take your car and go to the capital with you!"

"No!"

Yang Cheng jumped up in surprise, leaped three feet on the spot, and danced his hands up and down in the air excitedly, almost scratching Qin Che's face.

"Are you saying that the author of 'Pig Farming Boy' is going to hold a book signing event?!"