The days passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it had entered the middle of summer, and the weather was not as hot as it could be, at this time, the people were busy harvesting rice, and they had no time to take care of the scorching sun on their heads. In a year, there are harvests in June and October of the lunar calendar, and if you don't do well in the first half of the year, you will have to starve until the second half of the year.

Ah Diao stood beside Jiang Ming with an oil-paper umbrella, blocking the hot sun for him.

"You say, are they hard?" Jiang Ming asked softly, looking ahead at the servants in short coats who were hunched over to harvest rice.

After getting along for the past few days, Ah Diao has become accustomed to the way she gets along with her own young master, she licked her lips and replied: "Naturally, it is hard, my father and mother are also domestic farmers in the village, and there is no land at home, so they all rely on planting rice and harvesting rice for large families to make a living." ”

"Then do you hate those big families?" Jiang Ming retracted his gaze and looked at her with a smile.

Ah Diao's hand holding the paper umbrella trembled, a ray of sunshine reflected on Jiang Ming's face, and she replied in a low voice: "Don't hate, some things always have to be done, I don't think there is any hard work in this world, even if it is pouring night incense, you can eat and dress warmly, and the family will be happy and content." ”

Jiang Ming laughed twice, put aside the oil-paper umbrella he had made for him, rolled up his trouser legs, took off his shoes and socks, and walked straight towards the nearest rice field. Ah Diao's words actually represent the thoughts of the vast majority of people in this world, he has no compassion, he just thinks that he can do something to change the world, even if it is in a very extreme way.

Of course, all this has to be based on the fact that he is strong enough, strong enough to make the world tremble, strong enough that he is the law of his word, and respected by all the people........

"Brother, how many taels of silver can you get for cutting an acre of rice?" he asked with a smile as he got out of the field and walked up to a swarthy man who was rapidly harvesting rice.

The big man was obviously stunned, and when he saw Jiang Ming's luxurious clothes, he smiled shyly, and replied: "What silver taels, one mu of rice is at most three hundred yuan, and when you meet some masters who pick the door, you can't get this few miles." ”

After saying that, he buried himself in hard work again, only thinking that this rich boy had come to find him happy.

"Brother, here are five taels of silver, you give me the sickle, I'll help you cut it, you go to the side and rest." Jiang Ming took out the silver tael from his sleeve, shook it in front of the man, and pointed to the sickle in his hand and said.

The man didn't raise his head, and replied in a muffled voice: "This lord, your body is expensive, you can't do these heavy work, even if you give me ten taels of silver, I can't let you do it, and when the time comes, we little people can't afford it." ”

"It's not up to you, you just take it. ”

"No, I can't. ”

"I'll tell you to bring me the scythe, put away the silver and flash it while you cool off. Jiang Ming glared, picked up the man with one hand and dragged him back.

The man was secretly frightened, he was a good hand in the village, how could he be as fragile as a little chicken in front of this thin son. What a hell of a life.

Snatching the sickle directly from his hand, Jiang Ming stuffed the silver two into his hand, silently half-squatted down, grabbed the bottom end of the rice stalk with one hand, and waved the sickle with the other, quickly harvesting the golden rice.

Seeing that Jiang Ming was so familiar with twisting, he was better than a few good hands in the village, the man scratched his head in great surprise, hid in the shade of a big yellow flower tree next to him with his silver, and watched Jiang Ming busy with interest.

...........

In the distance, Diao was holding an oil-paper umbrella, and his quiet face was not alarmed. She was a little difficult to pay attention to the young master's approach, as Jiang Ming's personal maidservant, she was naturally familiar with his various actions, such a fierce and cruel person, how could she never have imagined that there would be a day when she would bend down to cut rice.

However, judging from the scene where the young master brutally snatched the sickle from the big man's hand, he was not crazy, he was still the same person.

"Maybe he's thinking something. Ah Diao thought so in his heart, and didn't come forward to help, but just stood at the edge of the field, and the whole person seemed to turn into a willow swaying gently in the wind.

Jiang Ming's hands moved quickly, and clusters of rice fell behind him, piled up into golden hills.

In the past few days, he has been depressed, and many things seem to be easy to handle, but it is extremely difficult to start. To do something earth-shattering before his second brother arrives in Qiancheng, there are many details that need to be carefully scrutinized. If you can dominate the business of Qiancheng, you don't have to fear punishment within the family for the time being.

The Jiang family's business in Qiancheng covers a relatively miscellaneous industry, and it cannot achieve the effect of making all profits at all. How to amass a huge amount of wealth in a short period of time is a problem that he is now troubled with. In the past, many high-tech industries could not be copied to this world, and in the end, it was inevitable that they could not get rid of the four most basic things of clothing, food, housing and transportation.

"Young Master, someone wants to see you. ”

Just as he was thinking wildly, Ah Diao's cold voice sounded from the field.

He put down the sickle and stood up, only to see several imposing men and women standing next to Ah Diao, led by Chen Qingzhi, who had not been seen for many days.

"Deler, the debt collector has come to the door. Jiang Ming sighed secretly in his heart, climbed up from the rice with his legs, and said with a smile: "How did Brother Chen find here?" He inadvertently glanced at Chen Jing'er, who was standing next to Chen Qingzhi, and saw that her breath was calm, and he didn't know when she had broken through to a turning realm, and her strength had risen, and it was no longer the same as before. The latter didn't seem to see him, and the whole person was in a state of emptiness, just clasped his hands, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Brother Jiang, you have Yaxing. Chen Qingzhi couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he saw that Jiang Ming's calves were covered with mud, and he felt more and more that he couldn't see through the young man in front of him. I haven't seen him for a few days, and even he can't see through his cultivation, if he said that he was seventy percent sure that he would kill Jiang Ming before, now, it is less than two. He smiled and said, "I don't know what you said last time, I don't know .........."

"Brother Chen might as well say it directly, they are all his own people here. Jiang Ming pretended not to understand what he meant.

"Is this kid going to cheat?" Chen Qingzhi suddenly felt bad in his heart, he had a heart attack, but Chen Jing'er, Chen Hong and others were on the spot, and some words were not easy for him to say in front of them. He glared at Jiang Ming with great displeasure, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that you don't plan to give what I want, so let's end our cooperation." ”

Saying that, Chen Qingzhi was about to take Chen Jing'er and the others away.

Jiang Ming didn't stop him, and said slowly to his back: "It's okay not to cooperate, but don't go against me, otherwise, I don't dare to guarantee that I will do anything unpleasant." ”