After eight o'clock, the sun began to scorch people.
Tai Xiaodong stood at the field's edge, feeling the earliest batch of cornstalks, and then checked the cornstalks that the large group of temporary workers were handling—
They couldn't be exposed to the sun any longer.
If sun exposure continued, the moisture in the cornstalks and leaves would be insufficient, and they couldn't be made into high-quality silage feed.
"Come on, come on, load these up, send them to Riverside Beach first!"
The temporarily recruited security guards quickly drove over, and the temporary workers piled the prickly green cornstalks onto the vehicle, muttering:
This family has a big business, raising some cattle and sheep, even feeding them with cornstalks.
The security guards didn't care what they thought, and the vehicle roared off towards Riverside Beach.
Over there, four employees were already sweating profusely.
