Zhao Ling'er felt that Duan Wenjun had a young master's disease and what he did was a bit ridiculous.
The boss pampers the young boss and lets him do whatever he wants. No matter how rich the Duan family is, they can't withstand such torture!
Thinking of my grandfather saying that when I grow old, I will marry him as my concubine...
If he was defeated like this, she seemed to be able to imagine where he would be in a few years.
However, Zhao Ling'er didn't realize that her heart had changed.
At first, she was worried that Duan Wenjun's southern slope reconstruction plan would increase the burden on farmers in Duanjiabao.
But now that she heard that the farmers would get great benefits from the extra wages, she was worried that Duan Wenjun would lose all the Duan family's money.
However, what Zhao Ling'er didn't know was that she thought Duan Wenjun was ridiculous. She thought Duan Wenjun was a prodigal, but Duan Daxiong didn't think so.
Duan Daxiong has already kept an account of these things in his mind.
If your son wants to tinker, let him tinker!
Coming down from a barren mountain, plus the operation of Sanji fish pond, I got about more than 20,000 taels of silver.
Twenty thousand taels of silver may be an astronomical figure for these farmers.
But Duan Daxiong felt that although it was a lot, he didn't need to pay too much attention to it.
After all, this was just Duan Wenjun's expenses for the previous month or two.
In particular, Duan Daxiong didn't think there was anything wrong with spending the money.
If it is true as Duan Wenjun said, the transformation of the southern slope is successful, it will be a once and for all solution, without having to worry about droughts and floods.
As long as the weather is not particularly bad, the harvest of those fields in the south should be guaranteed.
This is a real benefit.
Duan Wenjun also told him that when the wasteland slopes are successfully planted, he will have great use for those osmanthus and jasmine flowers.
Duan Wenjun did not elaborate on the specific usefulness, but Duan Daxiong was vaguely looking forward to it.
After successfully burning the knife, Duan Daxiong has been looking forward to whether his son will give him any other surprises?
Although it is slim, it is worth looking forward to.
Of course, even if Duan Wenjun fails this time, it doesn't matter.
Compared with Duan Wenjun's previous ridiculous expenses, this money seemed to be spent more meaningfully.
In particular, most of the money will fall into the pockets of the farmers in Duanjiabao, which is more meaningful than giving it to the girls in Yihongyuan or Duan Wenjun's former fair-weather friends.
In the audience, someone spoke again, "Can the Young Master really pay such a high salary?"
"The boss has said that the young master's words are his words." This time the speaker was Gu Hongfu, the butler standing next to Duan Wenjun. "And I have prepared cash for this Nanpo renovation plan."
As soon as this statement came out, people in the audience started talking again.
They are all old farmers and tenants in Duanjiabao, so naturally they all believe in Duan Daxiong.
Now that the boss has spoken, the money must be reliable.
The old housekeeper had already spoken, so there was no mistake.
Everyone's faces were bursting with smiles, and they wanted to go back immediately and tell other people in Luozi so that everyone could prepare quickly.
"Of course, the daily settlement of wages is to facilitate everyone to freely arrange their time to work." At this moment, Duan Wenjun waved his hand and spoke again.
"This is the construction of Duanjiabao. It is everyone's own business in Duanjiabao, so I hope everyone can participate in it. I hope that within one month at most, we must complete the transformation plan of the south slope."
"But there is one thing I hope everyone should pay special attention to. The money comes quickly from this job, but everyone must not miss the spring plowing because of this. I guarantee that even if the south slope reconstruction plan is completed, we will still have a lot to make money. Chance."
"If no one stops farming and misses the spring plowing, my fat dad will probably skin me. He will never let me do this again, and then no one will make any money in the future."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience burst into laughter.
"Don't worry, Young Master, the work in the fields will definitely not be delayed. Neither will the construction of our Duanjia Fort."
"Tuesday Dog, I'm afraid you're not here for construction but to make quick money?"
"Young master is kind, don't you want to earn this money?"
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Everyone in the audience talked to each other, laughing and talking.
After all, in their eyes, Duan Wenjun's south slope reconstruction plan is just a money-making job.
But at this moment, a trembling voice rang out, "Young master, this south slope reconstruction plan is good, and it will indeed allow the children to make quick money. But most of the fields we settled on are close to the barren slopes. If a piece of land is dug into a pond, then we will have no land to plant, how will we survive..."
The person speaking, Mr. Chen San from Chenjialuo, is nearly eighty years old this year.
It is said that the Chen family settled down, but in fact the only people living there were Mr. Chen San and his family.
It is said that he came to Duanjiabao with the old man of the Duan family.
When the Duan family became prosperous, Mr. Chen San became the tenant of the Duan family.
Although he can no longer farm, his four sons, a dozen grandsons, and dozens of great-grandchildren all farm the Duan family's land.
Because the Chen family's population is increasing, the original farmland has long been insufficient. In recent years, they have cultivated a lot of new land under the barren slopes in the south.
What will happen to this big family if the land is gone?
Mr. Chen San's words immediately shocked everyone present.
Just now, they were all shocked by the wages for work. They were only thinking about making quick money, but they ignored what they would do if the land was gone after the quick money was gone.
The land is there, and although the harvest is low, it is still available every year, at least it is a stable income.
Perhaps, other Luozi are not like the Chen family Luozi, most of the fields are concentrated in the south, but they are more or less available.
This has naturally become a big problem again.
"If the land is gone, you can still raise fish and grow mulberry trees!" Duan Wenjun smiled. "Of course, there is still a wasteland behind the south slope, which may be reclaimed by then..."
"But we have been farming for decades, and suddenly there is no land. How can farmers like Duanjiabao survive?" Mr. Chen San stood up, tapped the ground with the crutch in his hand, stared at Duan Wenjun and shouted, "Farmers People have lost their land, and naturally they can't pay rent. What will happen to the Duan family? I want to see my boss! You can't do anything wrong!"
Duan Wenjun was stunned when he saw Master Chen blowing his nose and staring.
My family is a landlord. No matter how many Chen family members there are, they are just tenant farmers of the Duan family.
Why is this old man so angry?
It seems that Duan Daxiong is really foresighted. He had already expected that Mr. Chen San would get angry, so he simply didn't come today.
Although Mr. Chen San is a tenant farmer, he is very prestigious among farmers.
Back then, Qiuyun had also carried out some reforms in Duanjiabao, and Mr. Chen San also went out and got angry.
Of course, at that time he was not Mr. Chen San, but Mr. Chen.
Duan Daxiong was also a little afraid of him.
Because he was really thinking about the Duan family.
The reason why he opposed Qiuyun back then was because Qiuyun wanted to reduce the rent. He felt that it would shake the Duan family's harvest and affect the Duan family's status...
Therefore, when he stood up at this moment, he might have some considerations for the Chen family, but it was not just for the Chen family, but for the entire Duan Family Fort.
