Make a fortune by farming: The sweetheart of the first assistant family

Xiaoliu Minsheng was scolded by Huo Yunchao and cried. He kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Master Hou, I'm sorry, please forgive us!"

Huo Yunchao went all out: "Forgive you? Where is the leader? Stand up! I really look down on you! You dare to be a coward that you dare not be! Coward, let the bigger kid take the blame for you! You have grown so big in vain, in vain Isn’t it shameful to eat so much food? Huh? You are like a bear, but you can do such a despicable act! Do you expect you to grow sweet potatoes well? I might as well expect a sow to climb a tree!"

He criticized the refugee gang as worthless in just a few words. He really looked down on these refugees from the bottom of his heart. Now in this position, he pushed a little brat to do the trouble. He has no responsibility and no responsibility. They are a bunch of hopeless cowards! Then kill them all!

"Okay, okay! One of them is considered a mute, right? Okay! If you don't want to live, I will help you! Anyway, you are just wasting food while you are alive!"

The little refugee begged, with tears and runny eyes running down his face, and his head was covered with blood: "Master Marquis, no, please don't kill them!"

What the young refugee didn't know was that the more he begged, the more inactive the adult refugees became, and the more Huo Yunchao hated and despised these people.

The people watching looked at each other in shock. They really didn't expect the refugees to be so ignorant. Wasn't it quite arrogant when they forced them to plant sweet potatoes?

When the trouble comes, this group of refugees will remain silent one by one and let the smaller homeless people with bigger farts come out to take charge of the trouble. They really have them!

Huo Yunchao didn't want to kill so many people in his heart. He didn't want to become a murderer even if he was so angry that he didn't want to become a murderer. He glanced at the small homeless people and saw that he had not actually killed them: "Tie them up and take them back to the county magistrate for sentencing! Folks, please Everyone, pick some sweet potato seeds, and I will take out the missing sweet potato seeds from the county government’s seed bank and replenish them for you.”

The people watching all breathed a sigh of relief. They wanted to deal with the gentle and reasonable Marquis Pingle more than the murderous Marquis.

The little refugee looked at the refugees lying there in a mess, and kowtowed again: "Master Marquis, please save my father and uncle!"

Huo Yunchao rode a tall horse and looked at the little refugee crawling to the side of the two refugees with an indifferent expression: "It's an extra mercy if I don't kill them. Do you still expect me to save them?"

The little refugee kowtows: "Master Hou, you are a good man with great mercy. Please, please!"

Huo Yunchao laughed angrily: "Am I a good person? Good people don't live long, so I don't deserve to be a good person."

Having said that, Huo Yunchao returned to the county government office. After the anger dissipated, he silently took out twenty taels of silver: "I only have this little private money to buy some hemostatic medicine for the refugees who were hit by arrows. I can save even one person." If you come back, you will all sign a death contract with me, and you will farm for me until you die."

Magistrate Wang smiled and said nothing.

Huo Yunchao was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and said angrily: "Master Wang, why are you laughing? I, I just want to accumulate some virtue for my little Fu Bao."

Magistrate Wang laughed even louder. Staring at Huo Yunchao's cannibalistic gaze, he chuckled and said, "I thought you really wanted to kill all those thirty refugees."

He didn't care whether the group of refugees who angered Huo Yunchao lived or died.

Dead people are sometimes more useful than living people.

As long as the refugees are alive, Magistrate Wang can still guide the matter in a direction that is beneficial to the court and Huo Yunchao. What he is best at is guiding public opinion.

What's more, Huo Yunchao didn't do anything extreme from beginning to end, and so many people witnessed with their own eyes that the refugees were seeking their own death. The public opinion was one-sided, so it wasn't a problem at all.

Huo Yunchao confessed frankly: "I really thought about it when I was angry, but I quickly thought about it. It's really not necessary. I want to promote sweet potatoes and open up wasteland. I need a lot of sweet potato seeds and I am short of manpower. Kill them. It's all over, but I also lost 30 laborers. I can eat anything but not lose money. I will never do a loss-making business."

Magistrate Wang did not add fuel to the fire: "That little homeless man, do you have any extra arrangements?"

He settled an account for Huo Yunchao, paid 20 taels of medical expenses out of his own pocket, and got angry for nothing. This was a loss-making business no matter what.

Huo Yunchao said with disapproval: "What extra arrangements? What can a kid with a bigger butt do?"

He was very optimistic about the little refugee. He was courageous and responsible at a young age. As long as his roots were not crooked, he would definitely be able to do something great when he grew up safely.

However, the living environment of the refugees was so bad that Huo Yunchao didn't know which one would come to him first, the future of the little refugee or the accident.

Magistrate Wang tapped his fingers lightly on the table: "Since you have no arrangements for that little homeless man, then I'm going to take him away. I think that little guy has a straight bone, and if he is well cultivated, he will be a good person." Sharp blade.”

"Yes. That little homeless man is not bad, and he is worth cultivating."

Huo Yunchao didn't have much free time to do anything. He just wanted to arrange for the refugees to build river embankments and open up wasteland to grow sweet potatoes as soon as possible.

"Sir, when do you plan to mobilize the people to build river embankments?"

Magistrate Wang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh? Are you so anxious?"

Huo Yunchao didn't have time to engage in psychological tactics with Magistrate Wang: "The construction of the river embankment must be put on the schedule as soon as possible, and there is no guarantee when the violent storm will come. Only by making arrangements early and building the river embankment early can I feel at ease. Sir, please give me a correct sentence Well, when will we call on the people to build river embankments?"

Magistrate Wang lost his joking mood and twirled his fingers: "Tomorrow, I will find Li Zheng. On the one hand, I will solve the refugee problem and on the other hand, I will announce the construction of river embankments. Today, conflicts broke out between the refugees and the local people. We’re watching our next moves.”

"Sir, this is a refugee resettlement strategy that I have reorganized. It contains relatively detailed strategies. I learned them from our old patriarch of the Huo family." Huo Yunchao didn't hide his secrets at all. He took out the small notebook he carried with him. Come out and tell Magistrate Wang one by one.

Magistrate Wang did not raise any objection and said with a smile: "Yun Chao, I think the tricks you learned are quite practical. I am busy mediating the conflicts between the refugees and the local people. Please help me settle the refugees."

Huo Yunchao looked at the sky speechlessly: "Sir, you are really good at hiding! If I really settle the refugees, what benefits will you give me?"

"Benefits? What benefits do you want?" Magistrate Wang asked without answering.

Huo Yun suddenly got stuck. He seemed to really have nothing he wanted, so he said bravely: "I, I want potatoes, corn and other new grains! Find them for me!"

Magistrate Wang was speechless by this scoundrel's request. He rubbed his temples and said, "Can you make some requests that I can fulfill? Where can I get you whole corn and potatoes? Where can I find these things?"

"I don't care! I can't work in vain! Resettling the refugees is what you, the county magistrate, should do!" Huo Yunchao became reluctant. He really didn't want to interfere with the refugees.

Just thinking about the sweet potato seeds scattered on the ground and the messy sweet potato field made Huo Yunchao's blood pressure rise again.