I'm just a swineherd, not a beastmaster.

The field was suddenly crowded with people from the entire village, and the work became bustling.

Yuan Feng lay aside, resting his head on his arms, enjoying the cool breeze.

He finally experienced what it was like to be a local landlord.

Yuan Feng only wants to say that it feels so good to have other people do your things.

"Eh? Make the ridge wider. How can we plant crops on the ridge with such a big gap?"

Well, actually it’s not that great, because there are too many people and not everyone knows how to do the job, and some even make things worse.

Yuan Feng doesn't have to do it himself anymore, he is busy giving orders.

In order to make straight and standard ridges, the villagers worked for the whole morning, and he spent the whole morning worrying about it.

After finishing the whole process, Yuan Feng felt that it was more tiring than doing it himself.

Finally, the work was done. According to the village rules, Yuan Feng had to treat those who helped to have a simple meal.

But there are too many people and the conditions do not allow it.

Yuan Feng could only say: Definitely next time.

This imperfect help made him vaguely worried about the first gathering of the guard team tomorrow, but he couldn't say what he was worried about.

After seeing off the villagers, Yuan Feng took out the seeds.

These seeds are from the crazy old man’s storage bag. They are elixir seeds, which need to be activated with spiritual power before sowing, so Yuan Feng has to do it himself.

Picking up a handful of seeds, he carefully inputted his spiritual power. This was a great test of his spiritual power control. If it was too big, the seeds would explode, and if it was too small, it would not have the effect of awakening the seeds.

Moreover, you need to be quick and make sure to throw the seeds on the ground within a short period of activation. If the seeds do not come into contact with the soil in the first time, their growth rate and medicinal properties will be affected.

Yuan Feng controlled the rhythm, released his spiritual power, and immediately threw the seeds out.

As for whether such casual scattering would affect the spacing between plants, he did not consider this and just went with the flow.

It's not impossible to consider it, he just needs to sow it one grain at a time.

But this can be an acre of land. If you count the grains, you can celebrate the New Year after sowing.

It was fast to sow seeds as fate would have it, but it still took Yuanfeng an entire afternoon.

When I looked up again, I saw the afterglow of the setting sun.

After a simple dinner, he went straight to the stream to practice.

It can be said that I was not idle for a moment on this day.

"Aren't they said that immortal cultivators are all carefree and relaxed, traveling and sightseeing? Why am I more tired than working in my previous life?"

Yuan Feng just sat down and started muttering in confusion.

But he had no time to wonder, as he was about to face a critical moment of breakthrough.

Unknowingly, the spiritual energy he stored had reached the threshold for advancement.

This trend can no longer be suppressed.

He is getting promoted!

As soon as I calmed my mind and concentrated, a warm feeling spread from my dantian to my limbs.

"Ah, I got promoted!"

A strong feeling of pleasure fills the whole body, with climaxes one after another.

This refreshing feeling is unprecedented and all the fatigue is gone.

After his face flushed slightly, Yuan Feng finally calmed down.

"It feels so good. Why didn't I feel this way the first time? Is this the legendary feeling of being too nervous the first time?"

In any case, Yuan Feng clenched his fists and his strength increased to a new level.

The spiritual energy stored in the body also increased greatly, and the strength of the spiritual power officially reached the sixth level of Qi Refining.

Now his spiritual energy value has reached about the ninth level of Qi Refining.

The spiritual energy in the Dantian does not have much advantage in fighting, but its advantage is in a tug-of-war.

In a word, Yuan Feng does not have much advantage in strength over his peers, but he wins in endurance.

After getting familiar with it, Yuan Feng felt stronger and his physical fatigue was swept away, but his mental fatigue could not be eliminated.

After taking a shower, I went home and went to sleep.

The first thing Yuan Feng did when he woke up the next day was to go to the spiritual medicine field to check.

The magical medicine grew very fast, and small buds appeared overnight. The emerald green dots in the field were quite healing.

While he was busy, members of the escort team came to find him one after another.

Yuan Feng just said one sentence: Go to the wasteland and wait, and call me when everyone is gathered.

The wait lasted until noon.

Yuan Feng's premonition was true. These little brats were even lazier than he had imagined. It took them a whole morning just to gather together.

It was almost time for dinner when Yuan Feng saw a skinny figure.

The one who came was Wang Mao's son Wang Gan. As the oldest child among the others, who were all eight or nine years old, he naturally became the king of the children.

Wang Gan was the height of a ten-year-old, but he was too thin. He looked like a stick insect standing up. Yuan Feng recognized him at the first sight.

It was impossible not to recognize him. When Yuan Feng was still a "gangster boss", he was Yuan Feng's younger brother.

"Brother Feng, everyone is here, we're just waiting for you."

"Why call me Brother Feng? I'm the captain of the guard team now, and you're a member of the team, so call me captain!"

In order to make it easier to lead a team, the names must be unified. After all, Yuan Feng was a five-star general who had participated in several weeks of military training in his previous life, so he understood this.

"Feng...Captain Feng?" Wang Gan was stunned.

"Just call me captain, don't be unconventional!" Yuan Feng was completely in the mood.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the glorious days of gunfighting on the transport ship, and he sniped the thief in an instant.

"Captain, can we go now?"

"Wait, let me ask you, how many team members are here in total?"

"How many?" Wang Gan scratched his head and counted on his fingers, "One, two..."

Is counting so difficult?

Yuan Feng couldn't bear to watch it any longer: "Okay, just tell me, who among you kids in the village who steal bird eggs every day didn't come."

"They're all here."

"That's five people." Yuan Feng knew it. As a "former big boss" who retired, he knew the organizational structure of these people very well.

"No." Wang Gan shook his head.

"No?" Yuan Feng was a little skeptical about his life. He counted on his fingers and said, "There's no one here."

"Sister Xiaorou is here too, so it's not five people."

"What is she here for?"

Yuan Feng couldn't hold it any longer and hurried to the wasteland.

Sure enough, Xiaorou was spotted at first glance. Since there were children around her who were eight or nine years old, some of whom were still having runny noses, her height stood out.

"Xiao Rou, what are you doing here?"

"I also want to join the guard team to protect the village!" Xiaorou said firmly.

"No, didn't your father say that you were learning knitting from your mother? Are you sure you have time to be a member of the Guard?"

"I have learned how to knit and I have free time now." Xiaorou stiffened her neck and lied without even thinking.

"After learning knitting, isn't it time to weave cloth? Is there any point in having some free time?"

"I said I'm free, so I am free. Brother Feng, you can't chase Xiaorou away!" Xiaorou said the most stubborn words of her life in the most humble tone.

Yuan Feng sighed slightly: "Okay, if you want to stay, then stay. I'll be frank with you guys. I used to have a good relationship with you guys, but the past is the past, and this is the present. Becoming a member of this escort team means responsibility. Don't cry if you suffer."

Seeing Yuan Feng's serious face, everyone was still laughing before they figured out the situation.

"Brother Feng, you speak with such style!"

"Brother Feng, you haven't played with us for a long time."

……

"Be quiet!" Yuan Feng had to raise his voice.

As expected, I was cheated.

This is not the Boy Scouts, this is a kindergarten team building.

Fortunately, I am the captain and have absolute say.

As long as I don't cause any problems to these kids, the villagers won't complain to me.

Now, he wants to make an example of someone else.

"Let me make it clear. Here, there are only the captain and the team members. You should all call me the captain. Don't call me Brother Feng anymore. Whether you understand or not, I will count to three now. Stand in order from tallest to shortest and from left to right. I will beat up anyone who doesn't stand in order!"

"Begin, one..."

As soon as a number was called out, Xiaorou immediately ran over and stood on the far left. Wang Gan reacted slowly but also stood next to Xiaorou.

"Two, three!"

The result was better than Yuan Feng had expected, except that one person didn't have time to get into position.

"Okay, Jiang Xingyuan, I know you are the most obedient."

The chicken Yuan Feng caught was the snotty-nosed Jiang Xingyuan, the grandson of old man Jiang.

"Brother Feng, it doesn't count. I didn't hear you clearly just now. Try again!"

Playing games? I'll start over with you?

Besides, the name was wrong. Yuan Feng picked up the rattan stick that he had prepared earlier and hit Jiang Xingyuan on the butt.

"This is the consequence of not listening!" Yuan Feng showed off his captain's style.

There was no way. If he wasn't fierce, they would have thought Yuan Feng was joking with them.

This is the guard team, supposed to protect the village. If they act carelessly, it will not just be a matter of getting beaten up, but people may die.

Jiang Xingyuan was the youngest one after all, having just turned eight years old. He was beaten so hard that he cried loudly.

"Cry! I'll beat you if you cry again!"

Frightened by Yuan Feng's words, she suppressed her tears.

It would be easy if they knew they were afraid. Yuan Feng was afraid that these children didn’t know they were afraid, then they would be completely out of control.