You Can't Be Fierce Towards Me!

After the title deeds of the three lands passed Minglu in the government, Fu Huang called all the leaders of the Zhuangzi to which he belonged.

These Zhuangzi used to have stewards, but after they were sold to Fu Huang together with the land, the stewards on the Zhuangzi returned to their respective masters, and only the tenant farmers who relied on Zhuangzi for their rations were at a loss.

The leaders elected by the tenant farmers are all respectable old farmers. These farmers are not very discerning. They did not take Joe when they met Fu Tian, ​​and respectfully recognized the new owner.For those who are old and connected, Fu Tian naturally treats them kindly.

After carefully inquiring about the annual income of the three Zhuangzi, it was found that the grain output was not much, even worse than that of the Zhuangzi in Sifang Town.

The worst among them is Zhuangzi from the original Li family, so it is no wonder that the Li family is eager to get rid of it.

Fortunately, when Fu Tian bought the land, he didn't expect Zhuangzi to get much income. He mainly focused on the three lands connected together, and the canal that would pass by the three lands in the future.

Asking the three old farmers to report the situation in the village in detail, Fu Tian pondered for a while and said: "The autumn harvest is over, and the tenant farmers on the farm are idle now, just in time to dig out the ditches this winter."

"When the canal is dug through, it will be able to divert water for irrigation."

"This..." The old farmers hesitated: "Master, winter is coming soon, and the men on the village have to go to the mountains to buy some wild goods to earn money for the New Year. If they are asked to dig ditches now, it is a waste of money for them. ..." On the road to death.

He didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but the expression on his face was extremely disapproving.

Originally, the tenant farmers had to hand over all the land except for the remaining rations. Sometimes the harvest was not good, and even the rations were deducted. Every year, when the autumn harvest was over and the farming was slack, the men went to the mountains together to hunt some wild goods. Buy it, just in exchange for Chinese New Year's money.

Now the new boss wants to squeeze even this little spare time, it's obviously not that he doesn't want to give everyone a living!

Faced with the expressions of the old farmers who were faintly angry and dare not speak out, Fu Tian vaguely realized something, and asked, "How much grain do you have to hand over to Zhuangzi every year?"

The number reported by the old farmers was much higher than Fu Tian expected.

Frowning slowly, he said slowly: "Maybe I didn't make it clear. Since I am now the host, the rules on the village will follow my rules. The crops harvested by my subordinates every year will be divided into three parts. Twenty percent is given to the tenant farmers, if the harvest is good, they will be given more, and if the harvest is poor, they will be given less.”

"This..." Several old farmers looked at each other in blank dismay. They had never heard of such a generous owner in all these years. This is a [-]% harvest!Even if it is divided by head, one person can get a lot.

"What the boss said is true?" the old farmer asked tremblingly.

"Naturally." Fu Tian said with a smile: "But the harvest in this field is too little now. I got a new batch of seeds, and I will put them here for trial planting next year, so before next spring, all the ditches for water diversion in the field must be Dig well."

"As for the work of digging ditches, you won't be allowed to do it in vain. Those who participate will be in charge of food and wages."

One good thing after another, the old farmers were so happy that they couldn't speak for a while, and finally they could only bow again and again, saying in their mouths: "Thank you, my master! My master is kind!"

"When I return to Nanming County, I will send two stewards to take care of the affairs. We can discuss the details later."

The old farmers were very happy, and they didn't even feel any rejection of the new manager's appointment. Before leaving, they thanked Fu Tian repeatedly.Originally thought that the new owner was a dandy who didn't understand anything, but they were still apprehensive when they came, but they never expected to meet such a generous and benevolent owner!

When the old farmer left, Chu Xiangtian turned around from behind the screen and squeezed his shoulders, "When are you leaving?"

They've been delayed here for almost half a month, and Fu Tian mentioned last time that it's time to go back.

"Tomorrow." Fu Tian said: "I've been out for a long time, mother should worry if I don't go back."

"Then I'll let Dai Fu pack the luggage." He said, but his hands slid down on his waist, and he held Fu Tian in his arms, "Master, will you go to bed tonight?"

Fu Huang shuddered, not knowing where this man got the bad taste, he broke his hand away, and muttered: "When did you not go to bed?"

Chu Xiangtian smiled, and lifted him up from the chair, "Not tonight..."

……

After a night's rest, the two went to say goodbye to Liu Qing and Rao the next day.

When Rao Qunian heard that they were leaving, he was still reluctant to part with him. After he was able to walk around in the ground, he often went to study poetry and books with Fu Tian.

"So fast? Stay a few days longer? I heard from Liu Qing that the rice shop has not been settled yet."

"I'm not in a hurry about the shop," Fu Tian teased, "Brother Rao, if you're in a bad mood and want to relax, welcome to Fu's house in Sifang Town to find me."

Rao Qunian's relationship with Liu Qing has eased up a bit these days. Liu Qing often pretends to be pitiful and sympathetic when he finds out that he is soft and not hard. That's why Fu Tian teased him with this.

"Well, I remember." Rao Qunian agreed very seriously, with an expression on his face that he would definitely go if he had the chance.

Liu Qing, who was following him, tugged at his sleeve, but didn't see any reaction from him, and kept looking in Fu Tian's direction, feeling very reluctant to part with this new friend.

After saying goodbye, Fu Tian and Chu Xiangtian got into the carriage, just like when they came, and set off home with slight bumps.

******

When I got home, it was already the morning of the third day, and the sky was not yet bright. There were only sporadic hawkers on the street selling their loads.

The porter heard the noise and came out to open the door. When he saw Fu Tian's carriage, he happily called inside, "The young master is back!"

"What's your name?" Fu Huang jumped down supported by Chu Xiangtian, unable to laugh or cry.

The concierge didn't know what he was joking about, and opened the main door to welcome them in.

The concierge's voice spread quite far, one after another, and soon Fu Youqin and Fu Shuyue from the backyard came to inquire.

"Mom, I'm back."

"Hey..." After not seeing each other for half a month, Fu Youqin hugged him into her arms and patted him on the back vigorously, "I've been away for so long, and I don't know how to send a letter back."

Fu Tian blushed, and struggled to get out of his arms, "I didn't plan to stay for so long, so it took a few more days to deal with the matter."

"When you're not around, Mother has to talk about you every day." Fu Shuyue said: "My ears are almost hearing calluses."

Fu Tian scratched his face and asked Daifu to take out the gifts he had prepared. They were all novel gadgets, not worth much, but they were more interesting.

Chu Xiangtian stood aside, watching the young master surrounded by stars and moons, his eyes deepened.

"Then let's go back to the yard to put our luggage first." Fu Tian suddenly called Chu Xiangtian, and naturally took his hand and said to Fu Youqin.

Fu Youqin was taken aback for a moment, his movements were so natural that she didn't even realize it for a moment, and responded with "Hey".

On the other hand, Fu Shuyue had a delicate mind. Seeing the two holding hands together, she had some vague thoughts in her heart.

When he was dragged back to the east courtyard, Chu Xiangtian raised his eyebrows in surprise, and held up the hand that the young master was holding, "You hold me."

"That's right." Fu Tian blinked his eyes with an innocent look on his face, "Aren't you going to hold me?"

Chu Xiangtian was silent, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether he really didn't know or pretended not to know. The young master has become more and more spooky recently, and in the end he could only sigh helplessly, "Here, you can hold him for as long as you want .”

"I'm going to change clothes." After he finished speaking, Fu Tian immediately let go of his hand and said with a smile.

Chu Xiangtian: "..."

After packing up, it was time for lunch. Fu Youqin was so happy that she cooked some of Fu Tian's favorite dishes, and the whole family had a neat meal.

After the meal, Fu Huang went to the study to deal with the backlog of things. He was not there, and for the time being, Fu Ji was in charge of the big and small things, and the important things were reported to Fu Youqin. Now that he came back, he had to report one after another.

Fu Tian had already started to deal with business matters, so he dealt with them very quickly. After reading the documents that needed instructions, he stretched a little, and asked casually: "During my absence, is there any What happened?"

"Nothing happened in the house." Fu Ji hesitated, "But...Wen Boli died."

Just the day before yesterday, there was a burst of howling from Wenfu, and after that, there was a rush to call for a doctor, but Wen Boli was very ill, even if Hua Tuo was alive, he might not be able to save him, and he died that night.

Wen's family held a funeral the next day, Wen Zeming, who had come to make trouble before, went uncharacteristically and didn't even send any news to Fu's family, so they simply pretended not to know.

Fu Tian looked a little stunned, "So fast..."

Fu Ji asked cautiously: "Are you...going to worship?"

"No need." Fu Tian shook his head, "I broke up before I was alive, father and son are like enemies, now that people are dead, why bother to pretend."

I just hope that he can be a good person in his next life, Fu Tian thought in his heart.