Ji Zimo smiled but didn't answer. She picked up a piece of fried dumpling for her with her chopsticks and put it in a bowl. "Before you do anything, eat a full meal first."
"Actually, I'm not very hungry!" She had already eaten the buns given by her mother in the carriage just now.
Picking up the chopsticks, picking up the fried dumplings and taking a bite, she glanced out the window, "I went to the fields today and took a look. Some cotton seeds have sprouted. It won't take long for them to sprout from the ground." p>
"That's good!" he agreed.
For some reason, he feels relieved when she does things.
"However, after the seedlings grow, if the rain is not good, they still need to be watered and fertilized. Watering is very simple, and the water from the Fu'an River next to it is readily available, but this waste material may be more laborious and needs to be made by yourself."
"What do you think?" He looked at her like a fascinated brother, his eyes a little kinder.
She had to use the word "kind" because his eyes were so real that the word "love" could not be imagined.
"I still need to ask the village chief and Uncle Wang for advice on fertilizer. They are both top leaders in growing crops and have more experience in this area than me."
"Okay, if you need an assistant, Geng Zhong will be assigned to you."
"Okay."
Geng Zhong at the door was crying.
He was a golden-armored guard, and he was reduced to a hard worker. However, when he thought about following Miss Xia and having no shortage of delicious food, his foodie heart suddenly boiled up again.
Xia Qianqian ate breakfast and drank tea. The closed door of the Jiang family across the street slowly opened.
On the back street on one side, a carriage was driving by. The servants in the mansion helped the man with weak legs to climb onto the carriage.
At this time, there were more and more pedestrians on the street.
At some point, a group of people, each dressed as a farmer, rushed out of the diagonal thorn, and surrounded the gate of Jiang Mansion.
Someone came up and shouted: "Mr. Jiang, yesterday was your sixtieth birthday. We didn't have the opportunity to be your guests and pay you a birthday, and we didn't come to your door to cause any trouble for you. But in this year,
We work in your tea garden and mulberry garden, and the wages have been delayed again and again, so you should settle the bill for us."
One person spoke, and the others bravely answered: "My wages have been in arrears for three years. Master, I also have a family and need to eat. Master, please do me a favor." The two people spoke in a very soft tone, but the third person stood up and his tone was a little harder, "Mr. Jiang, you have money to host extravagant banquets, but you don't have copper coins to pay for our hard-earned money. It is really unjustifiable."
"Yes, we will never leave until I pay my wages in full today."
"Pay the wages, pay the wages."
"Pay the wages, pay the wages..."
For a moment, the heroes were indignant and shouts resounded throughout the street.
Just after breakfast, it is the most lively time in Jiangcheng. The movement here naturally attracts many people to come and watch.
Everyone was pointing and talking, and everyone who was helped out from the gate of Jiang Mansion was surrounded by everyone.
"You are Mr. Jiang's distinguished guest. Please be a witness for us and let him pay us wages."
These guests coming out of Jiang Mansion are all the same people as Jiang Deming.
Crows are as black as crows in the world, and their hands and feet are not clean. Who has not oppressed and exploited workers!
To bear witness for them, isn’t that to encourage the workers under them to rebel?
These people looked anxious and just wanted to get in the carriage and leave quickly.
Who would have known that these workers were so stubborn that they blocked the door and refused to let them go.
Seeing this, the slave guards of the Jiang family received orders, held up sticks, and started beating the crowd wildly, causing the crowd to become chaotic.
Some people screamed miserably after being beaten, some called for help, and some were angry and shouted: "Everyone, come and see. The Jiang family doesn't pay us wages, and they let their slaves beat us wantonly. Everyone, come and see!"
The reason why the four major families in Jiangcheng become the four major families is not just because of their amazing financial resources, but they are also more famous for their family reputation.
Everyone making such a fuss is equivalent to taking off the Jiang family's gorgeous brocade clothes and shaking out the lice all over the floor.
In the future, who will trust the Jiang family?
Those workers rose up to resist, but were beaten severely. From now on, who will go to the tiger mountain despite knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, and work for the Jiang family regardless of the trouble?
Xia Qianqian understood the reasoning, but still frowned, "Mr. Mo, this is too childish."
After these workers were beaten up, if they went to the General's Mansion in the future, it would just be a labor riot. Only people from the Jiang Mansion would take action. The final result would be nothing more than a loss of money.
Anyway, the Jiang family has plenty of money, so they won’t feel bad.
"Watching a play, the most important thing is the complete set. How can you know the final result before the performance is finished?"
Ji Zimo picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and said with a smile: "You have to be more patient."
As soon as he finished speaking, on the bustling street, a group of officers and soldiers rushed past from a distance, subduing all those who were beating up.
The leader, Cao Ran, looked sternly at the servants lying on the ground with a pair of tiger eyes, and scolded: "In the area under my jurisdiction, Cao Ran, you dare to beat people for no reason and violate the law. Who gives you the guts?" p>
House slaves and evil slaves are nothing more than foxes pretending to be powerful. Once they meet a more powerful master, they will naturally turn into lap dogs.
The guards who beat people lowered their heads one by one, not daring to talk back or resist in the slightest.
The door of the Jiang family opened leisurely, and Jiang Chengyun walked out with a gloomy look. He looked into Cao Ran's eyes, suppressed the anger in his heart, bowed his hand to Cao Ran, and complimented: "It's rare to see a visitor."
"Sir Cao, Jiang sent an invitation to the General's Office yesterday for my father's birthday party. How could I know that your Excellency was not here yesterday but he arrived early today."
Jiang Chengyun talked to himself, took a step back, and made a gesture of invitation, "Sir, everything is easy to discuss. Please come to the house for a cup of tea, and we will talk in detail."
This Jiang Chengyun was glib, and with just a few words, he suddenly attracted Cao Ran to his camp. It was easy for onlookers to misunderstand that the upright Mr. Cao was actually on the same team as Jiang Chengyun.
For a moment, there was silence at the gate of the Jiang family, and people looked at Cao Ran with scrutiny.
How could Cao Ran not know Jiang Chengyun’s wishful thinking?
He hummed and smirked twice, and said rudely: "I have not received the invitation, but in recent days, there have been several cases in the government office related to Jiang Mansion."
When Jiang Chengyun heard this, his face turned ugly, and he said with a smile: "It is because the grassroots people are not strict in managing their subordinates that the arrears of wages occur. Don't worry, the wages of these workers will be paid in full today."
He is a man who knows how to solve problems, and he seems to have solved all the problems in one go.
Unexpectedly, an elderly couple jumped out of the crowd and bumped into Jiang Chengyun.
Since all the surrounding guards were suppressed to the ground, Jiang Chengyun stood at the gate, dealing with Cao Ran. He was completely unprepared. He was suddenly pushed backwards, his heels caught on the threshold, and he fell straight backwards. "Bang!"
The surroundings were quiet, and the sound became extremely loud.
