A young man from another world returned to his hometown.

"It can not only dispel cold, but also regulate the body, which is good for the old ailments of those aunties."

"They work hard and deserve to be treated well."

……

Let's go back to this morning, in the lychee grove, where mist mixed with dew was hitting our faces.

The branches of the March Red roses were bent low with their weight.

"OK."

Lin Yecheng took a breath, wishing he could celebrate with a great commotion right there and then.

"This batch of fruit is ready!"

"I never expected that even though we missed the spraying season, this season's fruit could still be saved."

The uncles and elders next to them echoed, pulling down a branch to examine it closely. The fruit skin was red and smooth, without any cracks.

That's the atmosphere like when you're working in the countryside.

They kept talking and laughing, and their hands and feet moved quickly, but each of them had their own thoughts in their minds.

The villagers, with old towels draped around their necks, moved nimbly through the bushes.

"Hey, I was saying..."

Uncle Gui, who had been ripped off by his previous boss in the neighboring village, wiped his face as he picked fruit and couldn't help but mutter to the person next to him.

"He started work at 4 a.m. this morning. Is Ah Yan really going to pay everyone on the same day? Or will he be like that scoundrel before, dragging it out until the harvest is done and then sneaking off?"

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

The relatives that Lin Yecheng had brought over immediately objected and shouted back.

"Ayan is a kid we watched grow up, would he do something so despicable? Look at the newly paved road in our village! Did they do this for a few dollars? Can't you see how much has changed?"

Uncle Gui shrank back after being rebuked, but still muttered under his breath.

"Road construction is one thing, but who knows if we'll actually get paid? These days, without seeing any real money, who can be sure..."

Just as he was muttering to himself, a dull tremor suddenly came from the ground.

"Buzz buzz buzz".

Uncle Gui assumed it was another farm tricycle or motorcycle like in previous years. But when he peeked out, his eyes widened in shock. He didn't even notice the lychees he was holding had fallen to the ground.

Several brand-new refrigerated trucks drove steadily and clanging as they arrived at the foot of the small hill!

The sight of these industrial behemoths, previously only seen on television, suddenly appearing in the countryside was incredibly visually striking.

Everyone present was stunned, and even the chatter stopped.

Lin Jiayao set up a table directly on the front of the car.

Stacks of hundred-yuan bills were directly exposed!

"Everyone, line up and pay on the spot!"

Lin Jiayao shouted.

Lychee picking must be done before sunrise, so even though it's not noon yet, they have to stop picking.

Uncle Gui swallowed hard and quickly helped load the picked fruit onto the car.

Then he went to line up to collect his salary. When it was his turn, he watched as Lin Jiayao deftly counted out the banknotes.

He instinctively reached out his hand, but when he saw that his hands were still covered in mud, he quickly pulled them back, wiped them on his clothes, and then took the few bills.

Touching the banknotes, his doubts instantly vanished, replaced by happiness.

It's cash on the spot! That's great! And it's so much higher than my salary in previous years.

Meanwhile, the lychees were immediately transported to the Tiancun Agricultural Products Cold Chain Center near the lychee orchard.

The refrigerated trucks have already made two round trips, ensuring that the fruit is not left at room temperature for more than 30 minutes after being picked.

The men who had finished work curiously gathered around the sorting center to look inside, and they were all dumbfounded.

The air conditioning was blasting, and the women in the family, like Aunt Lihua, were all dressed in matching winter clothes, wearing masks and gloves, standing neatly on both sides of the assembly line.

"Oh my, is that Lihua? Is she my husband?"

A man rubbed his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

"Wearing this work uniform, I look just like a city worker, and I actually look quite convincing!"

In the past, villagers would simply put the fruit they picked into bamboo baskets, stuffing the bottom with leaves and branches, and placing the best-looking fruit on top. They would then set up the baskets on either side of their motorcycles, drive them to town to find buyers, ask from one to another, haggle for a long time, and sell to whoever offered the highest price. They had never seen such a sorting and packaging process before.

Looking at the fruits that were usually packed in baskets, now carefully selected and placed into gift boxes, everyone suddenly felt a different kind of emotion.

It turns out that the things they grow can be so precious.

The sorting work was hard. Aunt Lihua was working at the sorting station, and Lin Jiayao noticed that her hands seemed to be a little sore.

She herself was unaware, or even if she was aware, she didn't stop.

Lin Jiayao knew that they weren't indifferent; they had simply gotten used to it.

They've made it through most of their lives doing farm work like this.

Physical fatigue isn't the real fatigue; even if you're tired, you still have to keep working. You can hold on for a while, but you can't delay getting things done.

The packaged fruit was loaded onto a truck and taken to a newly built cold storage area behind the Mixue Ice Cream building, where it awaited the arrival of distributors to collect the goods.

The layout here is absolutely brilliant; refrigerated trucks can drive directly into the refrigerated loading and unloading area.

The lychees are kept in refrigeration from the moment they are picked from the tree, ensuring they remain fresh throughout the entire process.

Old Zhao, the fruit wholesaler who had signed the contract earlier, was standing in the cold storage area, staring wide-eyed at the boxes of March Red fruit.

He picked one up, peeled it open, and found the flesh to be translucent and juicy.

Put it in your mouth and bite down.

"Absolutely amazing! Absolutely amazing! The appearance is top-notch, and the taste is top-notch too. It feels like it's about 60-70% as good as the Guiwei Feizixiao brand."

Old Zhao was really surprised. He initially thought the Lin brothers only wanted to do cold chain transportation of agricultural products. He never expected them to be so ambitious, even doing sorting and packaging work.

People who frequently buy groceries know that the biggest difference between premium fruits and vegetables in supermarkets and those sold at farmers' markets lies in the sorting and packaging process, which can generate double the profit.

As distributors, being able to open up such a channel is naturally a win-win situation for both of them.

By moving factories to the production sites, the advantage lies in freshness and the time difference, which transforms the highly competitive business into a unique one.

For Lao Zhao, this period of time presented him with something that the market lacked, which meant he could make money, and he was willing to pay higher prices to suppliers.

In the afternoon, Lin Jiayao went into the cold storage.

The assembly line was very noisy. He walked to the center of the cold storage and said something.

"Shut down the machine, everyone take a half-hour break!"

The moment the machine stopped was unexpected.

Birdsong drifted in from outside the window, drowned out by the sounds of the assembly line.

Really taking a break?

Aunt Lihua stood there, somewhat bewildered.

Can I go to the toilet without having my wages deducted?

In that moment of relaxation, she stretched out a big yawn.

The workers gradually found places to sit down.

Whether it was working on an assembly line in the city or doing daily labor in the countryside, it's so nice to take a half-hour break when you're tired from work.