It was the first time that Duon had seen Barbaroa like this, and he was scared to death on the spot, thinking that something was a big deal. Could it be that Blatter couldn't dig the potatoes, and as a result, he was angry and ruined the potato fields? Not really, right? Even if he did, it wouldn't be a big deal, would it? At most, you will suffer some economic losses, and your dream of making a fortune will be temporarily shattered, and you won't be able to eat potato beef stew in the future, Barbaloa, you won't look like this, right? ”

Du Ang even pulled and pulled, and finally got Barbaloa up, this thing cried snot and tears, and his eyes were red, when Zhao Yun lost Liu Bei's wife and children on the Changban Slope, he is now, Du Ang asked him what happened, Barbaloa whined and said that he didn't explain it for a long time, and it wasn't until more than half an hour later that the anxious Du Ang understood what was going on.

It turned out that Duang had given Barbaroa a very difficult task, which was to let him go to the Ruhr farm every three days to harvest potatoes, cut them into small pieces, and then continue to plant them in the field, according to Duang, this magic plant is very magical, and it can ripen every three days. However, Du Ang was also to blame for not explaining this at the time, he only said that it would mature once in three days, but he forgot to tell Barbaroa, and this situation only added up to ten times, and it would have no effect if it exceeded the number of times.

But Barbaroa didn't know, he went to harvest potatoes every three days according to Duang's instructions, and the results were fine at the beginning, quite smooth, the yield of potatoes was higher and higher every time, and they were piled together like a hill, but on that day, it was time to harvest potatoes again, and Barbaroa took people over to take a look, and he was dumbfounded. The potato seedlings, which were supposed to be lush and large, were not visible at all, and there was nothing in the field, as if nothing had been planted in the field.

"Oh my God, what's going on?"

Barbaroa was stunned at the time, and hurriedly dug up a few pieces of potatoes in the ground, only to find that these potatoes only had a few small buds on them, which was completely different from the previous state of throwing them into the ground and starting to grow wildly.

Barbaroa's head is two years old, and he didn't expect that there was a limit to the number of times this potato seed could be planted. Thinking about it over and over again, he just thinks that he must have done something wrong that makes these potatoes not grow as before, is it buried too shallow or watered too little? Barbaroa immediately organized an operation to rescue the original potato seeds.

Potato cultivation has now been expanded to cover the entire Ruhr farm. The boss and the boss, Barbaloa led people to stay up for two days and two nights with red eyes. Finally dug up all the potatoes. Then I buried it all over again, and watered it all again, thinking that it would have an effect now, but I waited for three days, except for those little buds that grew longer. Still no response at all.

At this moment, Barbaroa was completely stunned.

If Du Ang was next to him, he would have gone to report to Du Ang a long time ago, and he would have admitted whether he was beaten or scolded. But Duang is nowhere to be found now, and he doesn't even know whether he is dead or alive, who is he going to ask? Barbaroa felt like a blind man crossing a river by feeling the stones, completely unable to find his way.

That's bad.

The boss trusts himself so much that he entrusts such an important matter to himself, but he is not angry and messes things up...... This feeling of guilt has been lingering in Barbaroa's heart, and it cannot be dissipated, this poor fellow has been restless for several days because of this incident, and the fact that the cigarette technology was stolen by Blatter, and his spirit is even a little abnormal, and he walks around with a scruffy beard, like a complete madman.

Otherwise, with his IQ, he would at least be able to distinguish between right and wrong, and he would not blame Blatter's sins on Lilia, but he is in a really bad mood now, and he really can't find a way to vent, so poor Lilia has become his punching bag.

At the beginning, Du Ang was also very nervous, for fear of hearing any bad news, but after listening to Barbaroa's narration, Du Ang really felt a little crying and laughing, and Du Ang felt very guilty about his loyal subordinate, this matter...... It's all to blame for not explaining it at the time, but it caused him so much trouble, alas...... At this time, Duon found that Barbaroa was much thinner than before, and her cheeks were deeply sunken, and her spirit was atrophied, and she was very good to make her look like a skeleton.

He was under too much pressure.

Duon sighed, patted Barbaroa on the shoulder, and said to him, "Barbaroa, it's all because I didn't tell you before, alas...... That magic plant, it can only grow ten times quickly, and if it exceeds the number of times, it will become an ordinary growth rate, and the small bud you see is in a normal state, not that you have made a mistake in your work......"

Du Ang thought that after he said this, Barbaroa would definitely say to him emotionally: "Why didn't you say it earlier?" It's so scared that I'm scared for so long......" or something like that. But what he didn't expect was that after hearing this, Barbaroa just looked at Duang in a daze, and then as if he had unloaded a heavy stone from his body, tears flowed out at once: "It's okay......"

What else can Duang say about such a subordinate? He secretly thought to himself that when this batch of potatoes was ripe, he must treat Barbaloa to a potato beef stew...... Well, put a few more potatoes when the time comes, and it will kill him.

Barbaroa's side is out of business, and on the other side, it's the poor little maid Lilia.

Duang and Barbaroa were talking for a while, and she stopped crying, but her eyes were still red, and she was curled up there, looking pitiful and pitiful.

At this time, she was very worried.

She knew very well that the cigarettes were made by the young master and Barbaroa, a very profitable thing.

In order to open up sales channels, the young master did not bother much.

However, the things that were worked so hard to get were pried away.

And this person is none other than his own brother - Blatter!

Young Master Du Ang is the benefactor of his own family!

But her brother's obvious approach of revenge really made her unable to raise her head as an elder sister.

She felt very sorry for Young Master Duang.

If she could, she would have liked to drag Blatter over and force him to kneel on the ground and kowtow to Duang to apologize.

But is it possible? She's just a poor little maid who can't hold a chicken.

And until this time. She didn't know that the current Blatter was no longer her cute and pitiful brother, but was occupied by a dove, a guy who used his soul to occupy his brother's body.

"Lilia......" Duon tilted his head and called Lilia's name with a pleasant face.

He wanted to comfort Lilia and say a few words of consolation, so that she would not take the cigarette matter too seriously. But before he could speak, Lilia fell to her knees with a puff.

Kowtowed heavily, and his forehead was red and swollen.

I don't know where she got that much energy. It's just a little girl, but Duang and Durala stopped her, and it took a long time to barely pull her up from the ground.

"What are you doing?" Duang scolded.

He had already told Lilia that he didn't like to see her kneel down at every turn.

You're not a white-haired girl. I'm not Huang Shiren either, what are you doing? I'm a very good, very good kind boy. Why do you have to force me out of the bourgeois roots?

"Young Master. I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you! Lilia cried: "I didn't expect that Blatter would do such an ungrateful thing, young master, I didn't discipline him well, you punish me." Get me out, woo-woo-woo......"

"Don't cry, don't cry, be obedient!" Here Lilia is whining and crying, and Durala plays to the strengths of her fellow women. I persuade you on the side.

Du Ang's heart is in such a mess, it's just anxious.

What's this called?

Do you want to tell this poor girl the truth that Blatter is also a time-traveler?

Don't do that, it's too cruel.

However, if she doesn't tell her the truth, this girl will definitely live in self-blame, thinking that she didn't educate her brother well, so he did that kind of thing that seems to her to be ungrateful, if she is in this kind of melancholy and anxiety for a long time, both her physical and mental state will be very badly affected.

If nothing else, at least it will delay a long time...... Lilia isn't fully developed yet!

What can I do?

Duang was a little embarrassed.

That's right......

Duon rummaged around Barbaroa's room for a while, finding a piece of paper and a pen, and then swiped a little bit and wrote a deed of sale. Roughly speaking, from then on, Lilia completely lost her freedom, sold herself, worked as a maid in the Earl of McNuss Palace, and paid off her brother's debts, Duon? As her master, Mehnus has all ownership rights to her, including the right to personal liberty, the right to know property, the right to marriage, etc., and this deed of sale is valid for life and cannot be violated.

Du Ang shook the piece of paper in his hand and said to Lilia: "Look at it, if you don't have any opinions, sign this thing!" ”

Lilia took it in a daze, and Duang coughed and reminded embarrassedly: "You took it backwards!" ”

"Oh......" Lilia frantically turned over the paper, but she still couldn't read what was written inside.

This poor girl, because of her poor family since she was a child, she has never gone to school, she has never studied, she is illiterate......

Oh, that's not right, in fact, he still knows a few, she has a more caring neighbor, it is a doctor, who once taught her to know a few words.

But all of them add up, and they don't exceed twenty words.

"Alas!" Du Ang shook his head and smiled bitterly, this is really the same life. He cleared his throat and read the contents of the paper to Lilia.

This is already the best solution that Duon can think of.

Obviously, it was for Lilia to sell herself to pay off her debts.

In fact, it was Duang who gave the poor girl a guarantee of life.

Until now, Lilia was only the most inferior maid in the Earl of McNuss Palace.

Because, her identity has always been unclear.

Sold into slavery, no.

Hired temporarily, without a contract, and without a good salary.

It's just very simple, she works, and then the family arranges a place for her and his brother to eat and sleep.

In a place like Earl McNaus's Palace, where there are rules, the servants in the family are also divided into ranks.

There are three levels.

According to the level, the monthly salary of each person is also different.

But now in Lilia's situation, no matter how good she is, there is no way to get promoted.

Because she has always belonged to a state of dissociation.

And signing this deed of sale, although on the surface it is a loss of freedom, but in fact, it has an absolutely safe life.

With this piece of paper, as long as Duon does not fall, as long as the McNus family still exists, she Lilia will always have a bite to eat.

Good or bad, but I certainly won't sleep in the open like before, fearing that I might starve to death at any time...... (To be continued......)