Although the lord manor in the eagle's nest is not as vast as the Eagle's Yangdagong Manor outside Yingyangcheng, it also covers a very wide area. Within the manor, there are four-season fruit tree gardens, gardens, and even a large horse farm.

Early in the morning, Zhou Mo ordered his servants to hire two experienced old farmers and sent someone to call the fat man into the manor.

At this time, Yingyang's leadership was in the spring. During the farming season, two old farmers were working in the farmland. They were invited by the lord and brought directly to the garden. They were uneasy.

"Brother, do you think this is a good thing or a bad thing? The new lord has looked pretty good in recent days. The rules set by the ancestors of the great master have not changed. He should not cause trouble for the two old guys!"

"You can't tell me if I brought us to the garden. Could it be that the lord's favorite flower is sick? Let's take a look at it? You should find a gardener and a gardener for this kind of thing. We old guys who grow food have not served these delicate things..."

The two old farmers were both in their fifties and sixties, but they were still strong and no one carried a hoe. They ignored the servants beside them and started chatting on their own.

Zhou Mo was in the garden, and all the words of the two old farmers were heard in his ears. He couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. He didn't have the leisure to raise flowers and grass now.

It’s not that Zhou Mo was holding the aristocratic airs and deliberately letting the two old farmers wait, but that he really couldn’t leave for the time being.

The fat man knelt in front of Zhou Mo, and his fat hands hugged Zhou Mo's right leg tightly, and refused to let go no matter what he said!

"Boss, my boss, Fatty, I have never followed you before, nor have I done farming like this. Now, with you, you have also bought a mansion and a maid. Although you are not a noble yet, you have also lived the life of a master. If you go to take care of the crops, what kind of face will I have in this eagle nest in the future?"

"If you don't talk about the fat man's own face, go out to help you do something. When people say that this is the viscount's farming subordinate in the eagle's nest, don't you have any shame, right?"

The fat man was really frightened by Zhou Mo, and he whined with tears. Fortunately, the two were in the depths of the garden, otherwise they would have to scare the two old farmers.

Zhou Mo was really impatient with the fat man's nonsense, so he kicked the fat man into the air and said:

"Fatty, I ask you, all the nobles and extraordinary lives on this road are counted as one. Is there anyone who can avoid eating?"

The fat man was in the air, and his fat body turned over skillfully and stood on the ground. However, during the whole movement, he looked at Zhou Mo pitifully, maintaining a look of grievance on his face. Hearing Zhou Mo's question, the fat man's face became even more aggrieved, but when he saw Zhou Mo's face turned, he replied:

"It shouldn't be there. Even His Majesty the Emperor wants to have a meal!"

Zhou Mo nodded slightly and said:

"Then let's talk about it, what would it look like if there were no nobles and extraordinary lives in this world?"

The fat man was stunned. He had never thought about this question before. After thinking for a while, hesitantly said:

"Boss, this is impossible. Even if there is a major disaster, it must be civilians who die!"

Zhou Mo was so angry that he grabbed it again by the fat man's words. The fat man avoided it sensitively and said hurriedly:

"Stop playing, stop playing, boss, I really don't know!"

After snorting coldly, Zhou Mo changed his question and said:

"Think about it, if all extraordinary lives disappear in this world, then what impact will it have on the civilians?"

These words made the fat man's eyes roll up and he fell into thinking.

"Boss, it seems that if all extraordinary lives disappear, it seems that it really has no effect on civilians. Without extraordinary lives, civilians will live like a life!"

Tickling his head, the fat man seemed to be full of doubt about the answer he had thought about.

Zhou Mo asked again:

"Then think about it again, if there are no civilians in this world, then what impact will it have on extraordinary lives?"

The fat man followed Zhou Mo's words and couldn't help but shivered all over, looked at Zhou Mo with a sad face, and said:

"Boss, after all, you still want the fat man to farm! Without civilians, extraordinary lives cannot starve to death, but now there are many civilians in the eagle's nest!"

The fat man was really awake. Zhou Mo glanced at the fat man, and he was really helpless about this slick fat man. However, at this time, there was no one in Zhou Mo's hands, so he could only give up some!

The voice became cold, and Zhou Mo said:

"You plant your own fields without paying taxes. How capable you are and how much land you have, as long as I stay in the eagle's nest for a day, it will be yours. In a word, do it or not!"

When the fat man heard this, he knew in his heart that his boss was deliberately trying to use him as a mold. He thought about Zhou Mo's conditions. He had no tax on how much land he had to pay.

In the fat man's eyes, the light of the gold coins began to shine!

He gritted his teeth and made a look of fire coming from the mountain and the sea of ​​fire. The fat man said in a powerful voice:

"Since the boss is destined, the fat man will follow you!"

Zhou Mo rolled his eyes at the fat man, too lazy to talk to him, and directly ordered:

"Have you seen this garden? I pulled out all the flowers and plants for me. I have found someone to teach you how to farm!"

After saying that, Zhou Mo turned around and left, leaving behind a fat man looking at the lush and bustling garden, looking at the fat man with a downward expression.

As soon as Zhou Mo walked out of the garden, he looked back and saw that the flowers were constantly being pulled up in the center of the garden. Then he threw them away. He shook his head and laughed. Zhou Mo came to the two old farmers who were nervously rubbing their hands when they saw him.

"Two old men, I'll call you here today. There's nothing bad about it. But Viscount Ben has a subordinate who is lazy. I heard that farming is the best way to train a person's diligence, so I asked two old men to come over and teach my incompetent subordinates how to farm!"

The old farmer glanced at the center of the garden, where it was raining flowers.

"Lord, your subordinate is also a great master!" The old farmer was old and knowledgeable, so he asked cautiously.

Zhou Mo nodded and said:

"I know your concerns, don't worry, I will watch from a distance. If he dares to disrespect you, I will deal with him!"

The two old farmers were relieved!

"Tsk tsk, Lord, this garden is a pity. Even selling flowers is more promising than turning into crops!"

Zhou Mo just smiled and said:

"Old man, but food can fill the living people with food, and flowers and gold coins, but I can't do this!" As he said, he winked at the servant who had been standing behind the old farmer.

The servant took out two gold coins and handed them to the two old men.

"Old man, each person has a gold coin, which is considered a compensation for my master's delay in your farm work!"

One gold coin, two old men have gained from farming in a year, but that’s all!
Chapter completed!