Transmigration of the bastard lord

By the time the alfalfa was planted, several days had passed in April.The first batch of plants that have been planted have sprouted, and weeds are also emerging.In order to take good care of the future hope of these farms, almost all the agricultural companies dispatched, each assigned a responsible area, and removed the weeds that competed with the seedlings for survival resources one by one.

The botanist's female dwarf urgently prepared a weed-killing liquid, mixed it with clean water and sprayed it, which has the effect of suppressing weeds.In this way, the shortage of manpower was finally alleviated, and a group of manpower who had underperformed in the agricultural company or had poor physical fitness and could not cope with field work could be transferred to Shirley's bean product team.

The three-day germination that Fu Youguang mentioned at the beginning is actually only limited to new beans.If it is Chen Dou, it must be soaked for ten days and a half months.Considering the cost of time, Fu Youguang thought it was not cost-effective, so he ordered Steven Simon to order a batch of stone mills, expanded a large shed next to the cafeteria, and started making tofu.

The first batch of people who learned how to make tofu was the bean product group that Shirley hastily formed.After all, Fu Youguang has a lot of things to do, so he can only squeeze out a limited time to teach the first batch and let them spread the technology by themselves.

For Shirley, who was pushed to the top, the great pressure exerted by the Earl made her almost squat next to the bean sprouting barrel in the first few days.When the bean sprouts really came out, looking at those white and tender little things, Shirley didn't even have the energy to be happy—she was afraid of failure, and she had tortured herself badly.

After the first successful bean sprouts, the next few times are much easier.The bean sprouts from large batches of new beans eased the pressure on the cafeteria, but at the same time, the old beans that were difficult to use were also backlogged.I thought that these aged beans could only be eaten by boiling them with salt as in the past. Unexpectedly, Lord Earl suggested that there is also a way to make these aged beans, which made the bean product group with only six people before the expansion suddenly interested.

In addition to Shirley, there were six members of the original bean product group, two mothers and daughters, and a young man who broke his leg when he was young and walked crookedly.When Fu Youguang first came to the farm, this young man was as thin as a skeleton, but now he is back to health with the support of free food.But his own disability still prevents him from coping with higher-intensity work. He can only help out when there is a real shortage of people. The salary he receives is only at the same level as those children who can run and jump.

The other two mother and daughter pairs were originally assigned by Ms. Nina to take care of the pigs, cows and horses.Now that the breeding company is established, and the pigs, cattle and horses are assigned to the company, they are also "unemployed".The two daughters are both under 14 years old, and one of the mothers is too thin, and the other is pregnant; Fu Youguang really has no heart to dare to let them take on at least ten hours of work every day.

Although it is not easy to grow bean sprouts, at least it does not have such a high labor intensity, which can be regarded as sympathetic to these weak, sick and disabled.

In the shed with the sign of "Soy Products Company", Fu Youguang was teaching Shirley, who hadn't figured out that she had become the chairman of a company, bit by bit, by two horned horses that had been transferred to pull the stone mill. Er and her handicapped employees learn how to order tofu.Well, of course, since the next batch of secretaries are still studying and practicing intensively, this grass-roots company does not have a secretary.

After Fu Youguang took away a set of linen one-piece work clothes from the fertilizer company, he didn't return them. He is still dressed like this now.However, Ms. Shirley, who has experienced more than ten days of hard work, is no longer going to waste that energy making a fuss about the Earl's words and deeds.Her face was completely free of traces of make-up, her hair was a bit messy, and there were patches of water stains on her riding clothes.With a tired look, she also has dark circles under her eyes, but her spirit is completely different.She was listening intently to the earl's explanation, but she didn't realize that her current appearance was approaching Selina and Ms. Nina little by little.

Amy wore a long rose-colored dress that reached the floor, and a light pink lace waistcoat. She carried a flower basket in one hand and a sunshade fan with tassels in the other. She walked through the square next to the cafeteria.

It's afternoon, and the cafeteria is past its busiest time.There were no idlers in the square, except for a few cooks in eccentric hats sitting in the shadows under the walls to rest.Occasionally someone passed by in a hurry, and the common scenes of children playing on the farm were completely invisible.Because the children now either walk several kilometers in groups to collect cow and horse manure, or carry small wooden buckets to dig earthworms, or help the adults who work in the agricultural company pull weeds in the fields.The time of ignorance and frolicking may seem carefree to others, but with the possible choices of filling their stomachs and earning better survival resources, most people are still willing to strive for a better life.

Although the sunshine in April is not too intense, it has already had a considerable temperature.The dilapidated houses where the serfs lived were still there, but the streets were so clean that no obvious dirt could be seen.Most people are under the pressure of work for at least ten hours a day, and they have no time to take a leisurely nap and rest, nor do they have the energy to make noise.This large farm with more than 300 people living there was inexplicably and eerily silent on a sunny afternoon.

After the maid beside her expressed her yearning for the secretary, she was taken away by the happy Mrs. Rose.In the mornings of these few days, Amy has to take care of her makeup and hair by herself after getting up.Dinner was okay, but for breakfast and lunch, she, a noble woman who was the earl's concubine, had to go to the cafeteria to pick up meals by herself.

Amy felt insulted at the thought of having to line up for her lunch with the maids who had served her and called her Ms. Amy respectfully.

The hand holding the flower basket couldn't help but squeeze it tighter and tighter. Amy, who felt that everything was terrible, hated the sun that would darken her, hated the lowly who walked in a hurry and didn't salute her, hated her own superiority The feeling is gradually being offset and erased.

I saw Sally from a distance, that optimistic and silly woman; Amy's eyes lit up, and she was about to call her out, but found that Sally was walking like flying with a dripping sack, which was at least the size of Sally. Half as big, her skirt was completely wet from the constant dripping dew, and her cheeks and hair were also full of water droplets.

Amy was stunned. Sally's behavior did not look like a high-class lady, but a vulgar country woman.Her throat seemed to be stuck, and she couldn't make a sound at all; she was also unwilling to admit that such a temperamental woman had the same identity as herself.

Sally, holding a bag of bean sprouts, ran into the cafeteria like a monkey, shouting loudly all the way: "Semiel, I found that bag of bean sprouts. It fell into the pond... oh, it was stained a lot Water, sink me to death."

After taking over the cafeteria, Shemir, who had never had her hair up in a bun, poked her head out of the cafeteria holding a bowl and a wheat noodle bun. Just like the Earl, she only tied her hair with a ribbon, and when she saw Sally's embarrassed look, she laughed. Laughing: "What's the use of finding it now, lunch time is over. Haha, Sally, you look so funny, haha..."

Sally put down the sack with a smile, and instead of being angry, she approached Shemir: "What are you eating? It smells so good."

"Cold bean sprouts, vinegar and spices, great with steamed buns. Haven't you had lunch yet?"

"No, I've been looking for this naughty little thing for a long time...give me some, Semir, I'm very hungry."

"Okay, okay, but the steamed buns are already cold, so don't be picky..."

Sally dragged the corner of the sack, and the two ladies entered the cafeteria talking and laughing.

Looking at this scene in the distance, Amy couldn't help pressing her forehead with the hand carrying the flower basket.Is that really Shemir?Is that really Sally?By God, are they all crazy?Do they still remember how honorable their status is? !

Amy, with bulging veins on her forehead, erupted a kind of anger that hated her, and a sense of vigilance that came from nowhere.Amy, who doesn't understand what class is, just vaguely feels that her superior life and her proud capital of being superior to others seem to have been touched, which is enough to make her feel uneasy.

this is not right.Amy said to herself secretly.Suspending the idea of ​​visiting Shirley, Amy turned around and walked towards the big house.

Shirley, who shared the room with her, didn't comb her hair well when she went out in the morning.When forced to queue up for lunch with those maids, there is no sense of dignity being violated, but a hurry to finish eating and go back to work.

Shirley is no longer a companion.She was crazy too, infected by those lunatics.

Only I... only I am awake.Amy thought a little sadly, clenched her fists hard.

The alfalfa field was intentionally set aside for the construction of the canal, and a small team of a hundred people separated from a group of several thousand people was sweating profusely.After counting by the secretary, some of the workers who had been paid two months of wages became positive, while others were desperate—it seemed that they would not be let go easily.

The people in this team are the gathering of all the thorny heads among the workers. They are either the children of those middle-class families, or they were originally famous figures among the street gangsters, or they are local snakes.Unlike those impoverished and unemployed, they looked down on the monthly salary of more than ten silver coins, but wanted to escape.Rennes, who has absolute strength to suppress, did not use the so-called soft policy, but directly gathered them into a team, and then personally supervised them.The third-tier warrior sits in the town, according to Fu Youguang's insincere sigh, that is: if it's a dragon, you coil it up for me, if it's a tiger, you lie down for me; if you can't complete the daily construction progress, no one can have a good life...

Ren is not particularly outstanding in terms of talent for strong players. It is pure luck that he can advance to the third level when he is over 40 years old.Knowing that it was difficult for him to make further progress, Renn didn't have much to pursue. After swearing allegiance to the earl, he lived a comfortable life with a yearly salary of thousands of dollars.Of course, the days when you can earn high returns without risking your life are very happy, but it is easy to get bored after too long.Now the Earl suddenly delegated great power to him, letting him lead a team of thousands of people to do things. For Ren, who had been idle for too long and his bones were rusted, it was really satisfactory.

The sweating workers cursed in their hearts while waving their labor tools in pain. Ten meters away in front of them, Ren's big sword was stuck on the ground, standing with his arms folded, behind him were piles of wheat flour steamed buns, Various bamboo baskets for broth, bean sprouts side dishes.

"You bastards! Didn't reach half a day's progress, and you deserve to eat the food my sister sent?! Listen, don't think that you are still good babies enjoying the blessing of your mother, or that you can frighten the rednecks by playing with a mop. An easy day of dominance! Under my Rennes engineering team, the employee regulations are your only law!" Since the construction regulations stipulate that the managers must eat and live with the workers, Rennes, who is also hungry, is now The mood is quite unpleasant, and the language is also very close to sarcasm, with the charm of cursing a street aunt, "Hey, that boy whose wrist is like a willow branch, aren't you the son of the Alfred family? Look at your Look, have people in Amp City misunderstood you all this time? Should I get you a skirt, Miss Alfred? Have you ever been sexually harassed at night? Do you want me to notify your mother if you are pregnant?"

Several security guards who were assigned to the same team as Rennes couldn't help laughing out loud, and some people in the workers crowd couldn't suppress their muffled laughter; His face turned red and then pale, and he swung the hoe vigorously, not daring to be lazy anymore.

"...Ray...D? Is that you? Rad?"

"It's Ryan! Which idiot called my name wrong again?" Ryan turned his face impatiently, and saw a man riding on the back of a chocobo looking at him in surprise, "Oh, Mr. Davis , is your walk over? Looks like you missed lunch, you said you'd be back before lunch when you left. But again, I'm proud of my name, don't call me Another name."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Shemir: Brother, I think you should stay away from Steven Simon...

Ryan: Why?

Shemir: ... Don't you think you've become more and more vicious recently?