MTL - You Can’t Be Fierce Towards Me!-Chapter 77

After the land lease of the three plots passed the Minglu road in the official residence, Fu Wei called the leaders of several Zhuangzi who belonged to him.

These Zhuangzi were originally in charge of management, but after they were sold to Fuxi along with the land, the management on Zhuangzi returned to their respective homes, and only the tenants who relied on Zhuangzi to earn rations were at a loss.

The leaders of the tenant farmers are all highly respected old farmers. These farmers have no eyes. When they met Fu, they did not take Joe and respected the new owner. There are old people who have a good attitude towards them.

I carefully asked the three Zhuangzi's annual projects and found that there was not much grain produced, even worse than the Zhuangzi in Sifang Town.

The worst of them is the original Zhuangzi of Li, and it is no wonder that Li’s family is anxious to get rid of it.

Fortunately, when Fu Hao bought the land, he did not expect Zhuangzi to have much input. His main fancy was that the three pieces were connected together, and the future would pass through the canals next to the three blocks.

Let the three old farmers report the situation on Zhuangzi in detail, and Fu Yan said in a long way: "The autumn harvest has ended, and the tenants on the farm are now idle, just in time to dig up the ditches this winter."

"When the canal is dug up, it can just be irrigated."

"This..." The old farmers hesitated: "East family, it is going to go into the winter soon. The men on the Zhuangzi have to go into the mountains to get some wild goods and earn a silver money for the New Year. If they are now allowed to dig the ditch, this is to put them ..." forced to die on the road.

He didn't finish the rest, but his face was extremely disapproving.

Originally, the land of the farmland, except for the remaining rations, must be handed over. Sometimes the harvest is not good, even the rations must be deducted. Every year, when pointing to the autumn harvest, the men join the mountain to fight some wild goods. Buy, just change the money for the New Year.

Now the newcomer, even when this is idle, must be squeezed, which clearly does not want to give everyone a living!

To the grievances of the old farmers, who dared to anger and dare to speak, Fu Yu vaguely realized what, and asked: "How much food do you have to pay to Zhuangzi every year?"

The old farmers reported a number, which is much higher than Fu Wei expected.

The brow slowly wrinkled, and he slowly said: "Maybe I didn't make it clear. Now that I am changing to be the owner, the rules on Zhuangzi are as determined by me. The Zhuangzi under my hand, the grain harvested every year. Two percent to the tenant farmers, the harvest is good, the points are much, the harvest is poor, and the points are small."

"This..." Several old farmers face each other. In these years, they have never heard of a generous owner, but this is a 20% harvest! Even if you are divided by people, you can get a lot of people.

"What is the truth of the East?" asked the old farmer.

"Nature." Fu Xiao smiled and said: "But now the field harvest is too little. I have a new batch of seeds. I will put it here next year to try the seed, so before the spring of next year, the ditches in the ground will be diverted. Dig well."

"As for the work of digging trenches, it will not let you dry up, the people involved will eat and have money."

One good thing is connected, and the old farmers are happy to be speechless. In the end, they can only linger in the end, and they whisper in their mouths: "Thank you for your family! Dongjia Renhou!"

"When I go back to Nanming County, I will send two things to manage things, and then fine things can be discussed later."

The old farmers were very happy, and they did not have any rejection of the new management. When they left, they repeatedly thanked Fu. I thought that the new owner was a dude who didn’t understand anything. When they came, they still groaned, and they thought that they had encountered such a generous and honest family!

When the old farmer left, Chu Xiangtian turned from the screen and pinched his shoulder. "When did you leave?"

They have been delayed here for almost half a month, and the last time Fu Yi mentioned it.

"Just tomorrow." Fu said: "It’s been a long time to come out. If you don’t go back to the mother, you should worry."

"Then I let Defoe go to pack my bags." He said in his mouth, but his hand fell down on his waist and took Fu to the whole person. "Did the young man have to sleep tonight?"

Fu Hao took a nap and didn't know where the evil taste of this person was. He opened his hand and muttered, "You didn't have a sleeper any day?"

Chu Xiangtian smiled and hugged him across the chair. "Not yet tonight..."

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After a rest, the next day, the two went to Liu Qing and Rao to read their words.

Rao went to read and heard that they were going to leave, and some were reluctant to go. After they could walk around, he often went to Fu Yu to study poetry together. Both of them had the same opinions. He almost referred to Fu Wei as a confidant.

"So fast? Don't stay a few days? I heard Liu Qing said that the shop has not been done yet."

"The things in the shop are not in a hurry for the time being," Fu said. "If Rao Xiong is in a bad mood, he wants to distract himself. Welcome to the Fufang Town of Sifang Town to find me."

Rao to read this time and Liu Qing's relationship eased a bit, Liu Qing found that he eats soft and does not eat hard, often play with poor Bo sympathy, tossing the Rao to read is very hard-working, privately complained with Fu Wei Second, so Fu Hao took this to tease him.

"Well, I remember." Rao went to recite it very seriously, and he had a look that he had the chance to go.

Liu Qing, who was next to him, pulled his sleeve and didn't see him reacting. He also looked at Fu's direction, and he was reluctant to make a new friend.

After the farewell, Fu Wei and Chu Xiangtian got on the carriage, and as they came, they set off in the slight bumps.

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When I arrived home, it was already the morning of the third day. The sky was still not bright. There were only sporadic hawkers on the street picking up the burden and selling it.

The concierge heard the movement and came out to open the door. When I saw Fu’s carriage, I was pleased to say it inside, "The young master is back!"

"What is your name?" was jumped down by Chu Xiangtian, and Fu Xiao couldn't smile.

The concierge didn't know what to do, and opened the main entrance to welcome them.

The doorman’s scorpion was passed down quite far, one by one, and soon Fu Youqin and Fu Shuyue of the backyard both asked.

"Mom, I am back."

"Oh..." After half a month, I didn't see each other. Fu Youqin took a man into his arms and patted him on his back. "Going for so long, I don't know how to send a letter back."

Fu Yan rubbed his face and struggled out of his arms. "I didn't have to wait for so long, and I handled it for a few more days."

"When you are not there, the mother has to recite you every day." Fu Shuyue said: "My ears are almost listening to the scorpion."

Fu Yan scratched his face and asked Defoe to take out the gifts he had prepared. They were all novelty gadgets, not worth any money, but the victory was interesting.

Chu Xiangtian stood on the side and watched the young master being surrounded by the stars, and his eyes were deep.

"Then we go back to the yard to put luggage." Fu Hao suddenly shouted Chu Xiangtian, naturally pulling his hand to Fu Youqin.

Fu Youqin, his movements are too natural, she did not even react at the moment, "哎" should have a voice.

It is Fu Shuyue's thoughtful thoughts, looking at the hands that the two are holding together, and I have some ideas in my heart.

Until he was pulled back to the East Court, Chu raised his eyebrows with amazement at the genius, and held the young master with his hand. "You take me."

"Yes." Fu blinked his eyes and looked innocent. "Don't you give it?"

Chu Xiangtian was silent. He couldn’t see him for a while. He really didn’t know whether he pretended or not. The young master was getting more and more ghostly. Finally, he could only helplessly sigh. "Give, how long will it take?" ""

"I am going to change clothes." He finished, Fu Li immediately released his hand and smiled.

Chu Xiangtian: "..."

After packing up the luggage, I arrived at the lunch point. Fu Youqin was happy. The special kitchen made a few meals that Fu Fu liked. The family had a whole meal.

After the meal, Fu Wei went to the study room to deal with the backlog. He was not there. For the time being, Fu Ji was in charge of the size of the matter. The important thing was reported to Fu Youqin. Now that he is back, he has to report it again.

Fu Xiao had already started the business, so he handled it very quickly. After reading the instructions that he had to order, he stretched out a little and asked: "I am not here, I haven’t been there. What happened?"

"There is nothing in the house." Fu Ji hesitated: "But... Wen Bo Li died."

Just the day before yesterday, Wenfu suddenly heard a cry, and then the doctor was asked to go to the army, but Wen Bo Li was ill, but Hua Tuo was not saved in the world, and the night was gone.

The next day, Wen’s family started a funeral. Before the news came, the news was uncharacteristically sent to Fu’s family. They simply did not know.

Fu Hao looks a little embarrassed, "so fast..."

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

"No need." Fu Yan shook his head. "It has been broken before he was born. The father and son are like enemies. Now that people are dead, why bother to make a statement."

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