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The sky was just dawning. A convoy arrived and stationed at the farm.

Zhang Long's friend is very reliable. Although the personnel sent are not fighters, they are all experienced professional mercenaries.

According to what Zhang Long said, the imperial capital is safe, and with this mercenary escort team, it is enough to ensure the safety of the perimeter of the farm.

After the handover. The escort team showed good professionalism and immediately entered the role and took turns on duty.

With them, plus the handyman hired by Goldkin. Basically, the farm personnel structure has been initially formed.

Retire with success.

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu said goodbye and left. They will set off this morning and rush to the northern border to join the army. Before parting, Zhang Long took his brother Zhang Biao's hand and told Chunchun that the other party must obey Fang Xiaobao's arrangement and not cause trouble.

"I listen to Xiaobao, he told me to go east, I will never go west!"

Zhang Biao made a guarantee very sensibly. The two-meter-tall big man looked at his brother at the moment, attached and reluctant, like a child.

"Good!"

Zhang Long patted his brother on the shoulder. A touch of gloom flashed in his eyes unconsciously. The northern border is dangerous, and even if he is a fighter, it is difficult to ensure his own safety.

If you're unlucky, maybe ...... This will be the last time he will see his brother.

Fang Xiaobaoren's little ghost spirit saw Zhang Long's thoughts, and said with a smile on the side: "Brother Long, Brother Hu, you just have to go with peace of mind, if there is something at home, just notify me, as long as my brother can help, it is absolutely incumbent!" ”

At this point, he bowed deeply to the two elder brothers: "Brother hereby wishes the two elder brothers success and triumphant!" ”

Undoubtedly. His words diluted the sad atmosphere of parting at the scene, and also resolved Zhang Long and Zhao Hu's worries.

"Good brother!"

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu glanced at each other. At the same time, he laughed and turned to leave.

After they left, Gao Dejin also had to return to the city. In the past two days, he will go to the grain trade bank to take up his post, and he needs to prepare in advance.

"Xiaobao, the trivial chores of the farm, you just tell Rongdong to do it...... But you have to remember my brother's words, if you can't do it, you can't make money, and you need to control some general development directions! ”

Gao Dejin is an old bird. There are some things that I have said so far that I don't say much.

"Lao Gao, don't worry!"

Fang Xiaobao leaned over and said, "I will work hard, and in less than three months, I will definitely be able to make the first batch of income from the farm...... As for you, brother, you have to hurry up and get over there at the grain trade bank! ”

According to his meaning, one of the good brothers is engaged in production, and the other is engaged in sales, and each has its own division of labor.

Be confident!

This is what Gao Dejin values Fang Xiaobao the most. A satisfied smile appeared on his face after hearing this.

After Gao Dejin left, outside the gate of the farm, in addition to a few newly stationed guards, only Fang Xiaobao, Zhang Biao and Li Rongdong remained.

Li Rongdong is Gao Dejin's nephew, a young man who looks old. In terms of age, he is much older than Fang Xiaobao. In terms of seniority, he had to call Fang Xiaobao 'uncle'.

"Let's go to the wheat field!"

Remember Gao Dejin's words, if you can't do it, you can't make money. On the first day after buying the farm and becoming the master of his own house, Fang Xiaobao of course had to personally inspect the work of the slaves under his command.

The open-top carriages were ready-made, all left by the previous owner, Sir Way.

The groom hasn't been hired yet. Li Rongdong, the temporary steward of the farm, began to play the role of a groom, driving the carriage along the road.

I have to say that Sir Wei, the former owner of the farm, spent a lot of energy and financial resources on internal construction. At the foot of the mountain, along the area of the orchard, a wide road is built.

Gravel paving, tamping and smoothing. The carriage drove on it without feeling the slightest bump. Fang Xiaobao sat in the carriage and looked up. The sun is rising, estimated at around half past six. Turning to the wheat field, there were already slaves busy working.

Well!

Fang Xiaobao nodded with satisfaction. During the handover of the farm, when the management personnel were not in place, these northern slaves were able to work on time and on time, which was not bad.

Inspect all the way. The carriage came to the south of the farmstead. Here, at the foot of the mountain, a row of shacks was built.

All trees are built. The shack looked very rudimentary, and needless to say, it must have been a place for slaves to rest.

"Who's that...... Just you, come here! ”

The carriage stopped. Fang Xiaobao glanced around a few times, and waved and shouted at the wheat field not far away, a barbarian slave who was farming.

This barbarian slave was about fifty years old, which was relatively old. At the moment, he is carrying water to water the wheat seedlings. Hearing Fang Xiaobao shouting, he hurriedly trotted over.

"Your Excellency!"

After coming. The old barbarian slave stroked his chest at Fang Xiaobao, who was sitting in the carriage and crossed Erlang's legs.

"Your name is ......" Fang Xiaobao pointed at the other party. If he remembers correctly, this old barbarian should be the leader of this group of northern slaves, Sir Wei deliberately introduced it yesterday, and the other party has a lot of prestige within the barbarian slaves, but the name is a little tongue-twisting, and he can't remember it for a while.

"Iliman!" The old barbarian smiled and reported his home.

"That's right! Illizome! ”

Fang Xiaobao repeated the other party's name. After that, he asked about the work and rest time of the barbarian slaves, as well as some aspects of life.

At five o'clock in the morning, I left work before dawn. Eat your first meal at two o'clock in the afternoon, and then continue farming until eight o'clock in the evening and finish work for dinner. As for the food standard, each person has a quota of two chaff buns per meal, which is very poor!

Fang Xiaobao nodded after hearing this. Behold, this old barbarian named Elimon was unclothed, so thin that he could count the ribs one by one. It is conceivable that these barbarian slaves lived a miserable life before, and they were oppressed and exploited.

"Sir Wei, this old dog is not a thing, and he makes people work hard...... At the very least, you have to give you food and clothing! ”

For the barbarians, Fang Xiaobao had no ill feelings. On the contrary, for the oppression of this gang of barbarian slaves, Sir Wei, he despised it in his heart. The reason for this may be due to his own experience, he has been bullied by others since he was a child, so he is particularly unaccustomed to bullying guys.

Since I am in charge of the farm, I should change and let these barbarian slaves work hard and hard!

Make up your mind. Fang Xiaobao turned his head to look at Li Rongdong, and directly commanded: "Rongdong, let me remember, from today onwards, the schedule and food of the slaves in the farm will be adjusted...... Eat the first meal at 6 o'clock in the morning, wheat porridge with steamed buns, and let them eat well and work...... Lunch should be eaten well, with some meat, and people need nutritional supplements to work...... Break for an hour and a half in the afternoon and finish work before 6 p.m., while preparing dinner......"

Say it in one breath. Li Rongdong took out a pen and paper on the side and quickly recorded. When Fang Xiaobao finished speaking, he finished recording at the same time and raised his head, with a surprised expression on his face.

If you do what this 'little uncle' said, three meals a day, two of which are served with meat, although the portion is not much, but the standard of food has already surpassed that of ordinary ordinary families.

"Uncle, how much does this cost ...... I'm afraid it's going to increase several times! Li Rongdong said cautiously. He came with a mission to help this uncle through the initial stage of taking over the farm, and he had the responsibility to remind him.

"I'm in charge of this farm, or you're in charge!" Fang Xiaobao glared.

"Of course you're in charge!" Li Rongdong hurriedly closed his mouth. Don't dare to be verbose anymore.

Next to him, the old barbarian named Yiliman heard Fang Xiaobao's series of arrangements to improve the living conditions of himself and his partners, and his heart was so excited that he couldn't even speak.

"And!"

Since you want to buy people's hearts. Fang Xiaobao didn't do anything, and he was completely in place.

"I demolished the shacks over there, went to the city to find a group of plasterers, worked overtime, and built me a new row of barracks within three days!"

Slave housing needs to be improved. Not only that, Fang Xiaobao also told Li Rongdong to go to the city to buy a batch of clothes to solve the problem of slave warmth.

"Thank you, sir!"

At the end of Fang Xiaobao's explanation. Eliman also came to his senses, and immediately fell to his knees, his hands spread out, and performed the highest barbarian courtesy, as a way to express his gratitude.

"Old Yi!"

Fang Xiaobao hurriedly stepped out of the carriage, helped the other party up, and changed his affectionate name. As everyone knows, barbarians have no surnames except for nobles and commoners. If his voice was heard by others, he would definitely laugh off his big teeth.

Eliman, of course, doesn't make fun of it. At this moment, he had nothing but gratitude to the new master in front of him.

"What I say is a count, you go back and tell the others, work steadfastly, do a good job, I won't treat you badly!"

Fang Xiaobao reiterated again and gave assurances.

"Don't worry, my lord, I, I, I, can swear to the Lord of Immortals, as long as my lord runs the farm for a day, our people will never cause you any trouble!"

Scratch someone's back. On behalf of the barbarian slaves, Ilyman made a promise.

Although I don't know what this 'Immortal Lord' is, from the other party's face full of ravines, it is extremely sincere. Fang Xiaobao smiled with satisfaction.

After Eliman left happily. Li Rongdong came to Fang Xiaobao with a pen and paper, and said cautiously: "Uncle, according to what you just instructed, build a barracks, buy clothes, and some necessary daily necessities...... If the purchase is complete, I am afraid it will cost nearly 5,000 gold yuan! ”

"Hmm!"

Fang Xiaobao nodded, took out a stack of golden tickets from his arms, handed them directly to Li Rongdong, and said arrogantly: "Uncle and I lack everything, but I don't lack money!" ”

Li Rongdong took the golden ticket and weighed it, at least 10,000 gold yuan. The expression on this face has not changed, but he is muttering in his heart, this uncle spends money like flowing water, if the farm is not profitable, I am afraid it will be difficult to support it for long!

This is not what Li Rongdong should worry about. Before coming, his uncle Gao Dejin had already explained, what Fang Xiaobao said, how he executed.

In order to implement it as soon as possible, improve the living environment of barbarian slaves. At Fang Xiaobao's request, Li Rongdong drove the open-top carriage and left alone.

Xiaobao is left, and Zhang Biao is standing on the ridge.

"Brother Biao, let's go back to breakfast!"

Fang Xiaobao greeted. I only heard Zhang Biao's 'um' sound, and he didn't talk much, and he seemed a little depressed.

Of course, Fang Xiaobao knew that this person had been sullen because of his brother Zhang Long's departure.

He was originally a half-grown teenager, so Fang Xiaobao had a way to deal with this 'big child'.

"Brother Biao, let's play a game." Fang Xiaobao said with a smile.

"What's going on?" After Zhang Biao heard this, he immediately became interested.

"From here to the top of the mountain, let's compete, whoever runs back first will win......"

"I'm sure I'll win!"

Before Fang Xiaobao finished talking about the rules of the game, he only felt a strong wind blowing, and Zhang Biao in front of him had already started to start. When he reacted, he looked at it in a blink of an eye, and the 'big child' moved extremely fast, like a wild horse galloping, running from the ridge into the mountain fruit forest in the blink of an eye, and disappeared.

Know that you run fast! And know you're going to win! But if you run up the mountain, Lao Tzu is still at the bottom of the mountain...... Is this a fun game?

Fang Xiaobao shook his head helplessly. After that, he opened his voice and shouted: "Brother Biao, you have some competition spirit...... Wait for me! ”