Through the troubled times and famine, I just want to farm peacefully

The five people sent by Chen Xianming to learn how to plant rice heard these safety precautions read out while they were having dinner in the cafeteria.

They took the initiative to find Chen San, who taught them, and asked if they could take a copy of the safety book with them when they left.

In previous years, during the busy farming season, they would hear stories of people being struck by lightning in the village.

At that time, everyone just thought that they had done something wrong and were being punished by God. Today they realized that it was because that place was easily struck by lightning.

Chen San reported it to Lin Yinan, who waved his hand and asked Lin Fu to write a copy for them.

Nanman Prefecture.

Huaizhou City, Zhong Mansion.

The butler of the Zhong Mansion picked up his clothes and hurried across the hall and went straight to the study room at the back. The door of the study was closed, so he reached out and knocked twice gently.

A deep and rich voice soon came from the study, "Come in!"

"Master!" Butler Zhong entered the study and bowed to the head of the Zhong family who was sitting behind the desk.

The head of the Zhong family is in his early fifties, with a tall figure, a gentle appearance, and a well-maintained face, looking no more than forty years old.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhong Hakka below him, made a stroke on the paper, and then slowly put down his pen.

"But is there something wrong?" he asked slowly.

Butler Zhong felt that the gaze of the head of the family above him was like a sharp sword, piercing him so much that he dared not raise his head and look at him.

"Reporting to the master, people from Dongshui County reported that they rescued a seriously injured Dongying wanderer on a beach near Xihe County."

The hand of the head of the Zhong family trembled, and the ink on the pen immediately dripped onto the half-written paper. He glanced at the paper ruined by the ink drops and lost interest instantly.

Putting down the pen, he still looked calm and collected, "Did that Japanese wanderer say anything?"

"He took out the Yu family token and passed out."

Butler Zhong took out a token from his sleeve pocket and presented it to the head of the Zhong family.

Patriarch Zhong took the token and examined it carefully. It was indeed the Yu family token. "Could it be that something happened in Xihe County?"

The Yu family and the Japanese pirates occupied Xihe and mined an iron mine. This was hardly a secret in the eyes of the southern families, but everyone knew it tacitly.

"This is the only possibility. Should we tell Master Yu?" asked Butler Zhong.

"Let me think about it."

Patriarch Zhong rubbed his hands and paced in the study. He asked the housekeeper with a curious look on his face, "Who do you think would touch Xihe County? Who dares to openly oppose the Yu family?"

The housekeeper thought for a moment and said, "Didn't they say some time ago that a group of refugees went to Longtan to settle down? Master, do you think it could be them, or the Chen family?"

The head of the Zhong family shook his head. "It can't be the old fox of the Chen family. It must be the refugees from Longtan. Who are they? How dare they challenge the Yu family?"

"Master, do we need to tell the Yu family about the Dongying Ronin?" the butler asked cautiously.

"What the hell, the Yu family actually wanted to use their own scumbag to destroy the son I carefully raised. Don't think that everyone doesn't know about the rotten things her daughter did. Just ask which family in the South doesn't know about it."

Speaking of the head of the Zhong family, I get so angry that he really thinks that if the Zhong family relies on the Yu family, they can get ahead.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He pointed at the butler and said, "Go yourself and kill that Dongying ronin. Deal with him cleanly and don't let him show his hand."

"Master, aren't you afraid that the Yu family will blame you?" The Yu family is so all-powerful that the housekeeper was a little afraid.

The head of the Zhong family glared at the housekeeper fiercely, "Tell the people below to keep their mouths shut. If you don't tell me and I don't tell anyone, no one will know. Even if we have seen it, we will deny it to death."

"Yes, I'll do it right away."

The butler was about to leave when the Zhong family leader called him back again, "Find two smart people to go to Longtan to investigate the situation."

After the housekeeper left, the head of the Zhong family returned to the desk, removed the paper stained with ink, and replaced it with a new piece of paper.

"Old man from the Yu family, I'm afraid you're going to fall flat on your face this time." The head of the Zhong family started grinding ink in a very good mood, muttering to himself.

As the saying goes, there are no permanent friends, only permanent interests. When interests conflict, it is difficult to become friends.

He was happy to see the Yu family suffer misfortune. It would have been fine if Yu had taken all the big piece of the Fan family's pie for himself, but now he was actually trying to target the Zhong family. That was too much.

Yongqing City, Chen family.

Chen Xianming sat in the small flower hall, sipping tea and checking the account book. He smacked his lips. The quality of this year's summer tea was good, but it was a pity that the output was not high.

"Dad, Dad!" Before Chen Guren entered the house, a loud voice came in.

"What are you doing? Why are you so startled?" Chen Xianming glanced at his son unhappily.

Chen Gu picked up the cup on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it down with his head tilted back.

It's simply like a cow chewing a peony. Chen Xianming couldn't hide the disgust on his face.

"The salt sent by Longtan has arrived." Chen Gu said with a smile.

Chen Xianming paused as he was calculating on the abacus. "How long has it been? The salt is already produced so quickly. How much has been delivered?"

"Two hundred thousand catties, half coarse and half fine." Chen Gu pointed out two fingers and continued, "Should we sell them in the shop?"

Chen Xianming said, "No rush, put it into the warehouse first. If we release it now, it will definitely attract some small families who have heard the news. Let's stock up for two or three months first."

"Dad, if this happens, our Chen family will be at the center of public opinion. Will we become the target of public criticism?" Chen Gu was a little worried. After all, their Chen family had been moving forward steadily over the years and had not done anything too outrageous.

Chen Xianming narrowed his eyes and looked at his son. Chen Gu felt uneasy when he looked at him. "Dad, why are you looking at me like that?"

Their Chen family has been dormant for too long, and even the new generation they have cultivated has lost the spirit of hard work and struggle, and is timid in doing things.

After a moment of silence, Chen Xianming said, "Gu'er, this is an opportunity for our Chen family. If the Chen family wants to develop, it can't just stay in hiding."

Chen Gu fell into deep thought after hearing his father's words. In the past few years, their Chen family had been very cautious in doing things, fearing that they would attract the attention of some aristocratic family and get into trouble.

At this time, Butler Chen walked in holding the account book.

"Master, all the salt has been stored as ordered."

Chen Xianming nodded and said, "Tell the people below not to leak the news."

"Master, don't worry. All the people who are here today are from our family." Steward Chen handed over another booklet and said, "This is what my nephew asked someone to bring back for you. He said that everyone in Longtan is studying the contents of this booklet now."

"What is it?"

Chen Xianming was curious and thought that Longtan had come up with something new. He took it and looked at it. The more he looked at it, the more frightened he became.

"Dad, what's written in it?" Chen Gu stretched his neck, impatient to know the contents of the booklet.

Chen Xianming finished reading the booklet quickly, handed it to Chen Gu, glared at him, and said with displeasure in his eyes, "Take a good look at it."

Only then did he realize that the son he had raised was far inferior to the people of Longtan.

Chen Gu was frightened by his gaze. When he took the booklet and looked at it, he instantly forgot about his father's meaningful look.

He slapped his thigh happily and laughed, "I told you, God is so busy, why would he meddle in other people's business and kill those insignificant people who are sneaky and cunning?"