There weren't many people eating breakfast in the morning, just Song Youde and his spouse, as well as Zhang Yanping, who loved to sleep in, and the family of Seventh Uncle.
That made it nine people in total.
After Seventh Uncle had confirmed the number of people and reevaluated yesterday's amount of food, without another word, he and Seventh Grandma began washing rice and starting the fire, ready to cook.
For those working on the farm, a solid breakfast was essential early in the morning; otherwise, they'd have no energy.
Song Tan had just gotten up, and seeing this scene, she couldn't help but laugh:
"Seventh Uncle, why are you even getting Seventh Grandma involved in the kitchen? Doesn't this mean I'm essentially paying two people with one salary? I'm getting a great deal here."
Seventh Uncle said with a bullish snort:
