After the government also crossed the Ming Road for the three pieces of land, Fu Tian called over several leaders of the villages he belonged to.

These Zhuangzi were originally in charge, but after selling the land to Fu Tian together, the manager of Zhuangzi returned to their respective owners. The tenant farmers who relied on Zhuangzi to earn food were at a loss.

The leaders recommended by the tenant farmers were all respected old farmers. These farmers were not very careful. They did not take Qiao when they saw Fu Tian and respectfully recognized their new owners. Fu Tian naturally had a kind attitude towards them.

After carefully asking about the inputs of the three farms every year, I found that the output was not much grain, even worse than that of the farms in Sifang Town.

The worst one is the original Li family's farm, no wonder the Li family is in a hurry to take it off.

Fortunately, when Fu Tian bought the land, he didn't expect the Zhuangzi to have many inputs. He mainly focused on three pieces of land connected together and the canal next to these three pieces of land in the future.

After asking the three old farmers to report the situation in the farm in detail, Fu Tian pondered for a while and said, "The autumn harvest has ended, and the tenants in the farmhouse are now idle, and they can dig out the ditch this winter."

"When the canal is dug, it will be possible to divert water and irrigate."

"This..." the old farmers hesitated: "The boss is about to start winter. The men in the farm have to go into the mountains to get some wild goods and earn money for the New Year. If they were asked to dig ditches now, they would force them..." to death.

He didn't finish the rest of the words, but his face was extremely disagreeable.

Originally, all the land planted by tenants had to be handed over except for the remaining food. Sometimes the harvest was not good, and even the food was deducted. Every year, when the autumn harvest was slack, men went to the mountains to buy some wild goods, just in time for the New Year money.

Now the new owner has to squeeze out this little time in his spare time. This is obviously not that he doesn’t want to give everyone a way out!

When Fu Tian faced several old farmers' expressions of resentment and being angry but not speaking, he vaguely realized something and asked: "How much food do you have to hand over to the farm every year?"

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

He frowned slowly, and he said slowly: "Maybe I didn't make it clear. Since it's my boss now, the rules on the farm will be as I have set. The grain harvested by my subordinates will be divided into 20% of the tenant farmers every year. If the harvest is good, the more you get, the less you get."

"This..." Several old farmers looked at each other. Over the years, they had never heard of such a generous boss. This was a 20% harvest! Even if they were divided by the head, they could get a lot of it.

"What the boss said seriously?" the old farmer asked tremblingly.

"Natural." Fu Tian smiled and said, "But the harvest in this field is too small now. I have obtained a new batch of seeds and will be put here for trial planting next year. So before next spring, all the ditches that dig water in the field must be dug."

"As for digging ditches, you won't be in vain. Those who participate will be responsible for their food and have wages."

Good things happened one after another. The old farmers were so happy that they could not speak. Finally, they could only bow repeatedly and mutter: "Thank you, boss! boss kindness!"

"When I return to Nanming County, I will send two managers to manage the business. If you have any details, you can discuss it later."

The old farmers were so happy that they did not have any reluctance to take office. They thanked Fu Tian repeatedly before leaving. They thought the new boss was a playboy who knew nothing, but they were nervous when they came. However, they had encountered such a generous and kind boss!

When the old farmer left, Chu Xiangtian turned out from behind the screen and pinched his shoulders, "When will he set off to go back?"

They have been delaying here for almost half a month, and Fu Tian mentioned last time that it was time to go back.

"Just tomorrow." Fu Tian said: "I've been out for a long time. I should be worried if I don't go back."

"Then I'll let Dai Fu pack his luggage." He said, but his hand slid down on his waist, holding Fu Tian in his arms, "Do you want to sleep tonight?"

Fu Tian shivered, not knowing where the man was infected with the evil taste. He spread his hands apart and muttered, "Which day has you not served in bed?"

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

...

After resting for a night, the next day, the two of them went to Liu Qing and Rao to say goodbye.

After hearing that they were leaving, they were still a little reluctant to leave. After he could go downstairs, he often asked Fu Tian to study poetry and books together. The two of them had the same opinions, and he almost referred Fu Tian as his confidant.

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

"There is no hurry to do the shop for the time being," Fu Tian teased: "Brother Rao is in a bad mood and wants to relax, welcome to come to Fu's house in Sifang Town to find me."

The relationship with Liu Qing has eased a little while ago. After Liu Qing found that he was soft and not hard, he often pretended to be pitiful and sympathized with him. Rao Qunian was very exhausted and complained to Fu Tian several times in private, so Fu Tian joked about him.

"Well, I remember." Rao Qunian responded very seriously, with an expression of being sure to go if he had the chance.

Liu Qing, who was following him, pulled his sleeves, but he didn't see him react. He looked at Fu Tian's direction, and was reluctant to part with this new friend.

After saying goodbye, Fu Tian and Chu Xiangtian got on the carriage, and set off home in a slight bumpy ride.

*******

It was already the third morning when I got home. Before dawn, there were only a few vendors carrying loads on the street selling.

When the concierge heard the movement, he came out to open the door. When he saw that it was Fu Tian’s carriage, he shouted happily inside, "Young Master is back!"

"What's your name?" Fu Tian was helping him jumped down, and Fu Tian couldn't laugh or cry.

The concierge didn't know what he was having fun, so he opened the main door to welcome them in.

The doorman's voice spread a lot, one by one, and soon Fu Youqin and Fu Shuyue from the backyard both came inquiring.

"Mom, I'm back."

"Hey..." After half a month, Fu Youqin held the person into his arms and patted him hard on his back. "I have been there for so long, and I don't know how to send a letter back."

Fu Tian blushed and struggled out of his arms, "I didn't plan to stay for so long, so I would have delayed the handling of things for a few more days."

"When you are not here, my mother has to say you every day." Fu Shuyue said: "My ears are almost calloused."

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

Chu Xiangtian stood aside and looked at the young master surrounded by stars and moon, his eyes deepened.

"Then let's go back to the yard to get your luggage." Fu Tian suddenly called Chu Xiangtian, and naturally grabbed his hand and pointed it at Fu Youqin.

Fu Youqin was stunned. His movements were too natural. She didn't even react for a while and responded "ah" with a "she".

But Fu Shuyue was meticulous and looked at the hands holding each other, and she felt a little confused.

Until he was pulled back to the East Courtyard, Chu Xiangtian raised his eyebrows in surprise and raised the young master with his hand, "You hold me."

"Yes." Fu Tian blinked his eyes and looked innocent, "Will you not be led?"

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 genius recently, and finally he could only sigh helplessly, "Give it, you can hold on as long as you want."

"I'll go change my clothes." After he said that, Fu Tian immediately let go of his hand and said with a smile.

Chu Xiangtian: "..."

After packing up my luggage, I arrived at lunch order. Fu Youqin was happy and cooked a few dishes that Fu Tian liked. The whole family ate a neat meal.

After dinner, Fu Tian went to the study to deal with the backlog. He was not here, and Fu Ji was in charge of all things. He reported important matters to Fu Youqin. Now that he is back, he has to report them one by one.

Fu Tian had already started doing business matters, so he quickly handled it. After reading the documents that needed instructions, he stretched his waist and asked casually: "Since I was not here, nothing happened in the mansion, right?"

"Nothing happened in the mansion." Fu Ji hesitated: "But... Wen Boli is dead."

Just the day before yesterday, a burst of howling came from the Wen Mansion, and then he hired a doctor in chaos. However, Wen Boli was terminally ill, and even Hua Tuo might not be able to be saved. He disappeared that night.

The next day, the Wen family held a funeral. They had come to make trouble before. Wen Zeming was abnormal and didn't even send any news to the Fu family, so they simply regarded it as if they didn't know.

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

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

"No need." Fu Tian shook his head, "I had broken up before my lifetime, and my father and son were like enemies. Now that people are dead, why should I pretend to be hypocritical?"
Chapter completed!