bullyxtreme Chapter 27 A Man's Paradise
Chapter 27 A Man's Paradise
The cheers, though not entirely in unison, were filled with vibrant energy, boundless hope, and unwavering strength.
Everyone got to eat meat by beating their beards, but no one got beaten up for it. That was the power of winning the first battle without taking any damage.
Regardless of gender or age, no one showed the slightest fear of the beard; all they felt was the joy of receiving the silver dollar.
Especially the Hammer guys who made a considerable profit.
Thinking about how Weizi might face even more bullying in the future, I feel a bit itchy inside.
I'm actually kind of looking forward to it!
Looking at the vibrant, joyful faces before him, Lu Xingzhou, who was used to hearing negative comments from the Chinese people such as being timid, cowardly, and selfish, felt even more confident in his work.
Of course, he wouldn't be blindly confident.
Everyone, including Lu Xingzhou himself, misjudged the strength of the enemy they were facing for the first time, and never expected to be able to deal with the invading Beard so easily.
If three or five people had died inside the enclosure, the crowd wouldn't have responded so enthusiastically.
After getting people motivated, Lu Xingzhou handed over the task of distributing the rewards to Lin Fengyi.
"Fengyi, distribute the silver dollars to everyone, make sure the statistics are complete, then we'll go eat."
"Mmm, sir~~"
Although at this stage, he judged that trust between the employer and employee had begun to form, it was not yet stable.
In pursuing a career, one must be both optimistic and determined, as well as prudent and pragmatic.
The task of distributing welfare benefits cannot be entrusted to anyone other than my wife for the time being.
Before Lin Fengyi's father died, the family was relatively well-off, and she had attended a private school for a few years, so she was more than capable of keeping accounts.
With Wen's assistance, Lin Fengyi, along with Sanjiangshui and Ni Yang, handed over the silver dollars to each person and settled the accounts.
For this small startup team, this is a testament to their achievements, and they cannot afford to be careless.
Most Chinese people are not actually afraid of death; what they fear is dying in a meaningless or worthless way.
Having received the real money, the workers' morale soared to new heights.
The next time the Bearded Man comes to smash the kiln, even if the situation is more severe than this time, the farmhands, having tasted the sweetness of success, will have their longing for the silver dollars outweigh their fear of the Bearded Man.
The work of distributing money and compiling statistics wouldn't be finished anytime soon, so Lu Xingzhou used the excuse of taking a stroll to walk to the paddy fields near the river.
Although the bearded man's windfall was immense, it would eventually run out.
Farming seems to be a pure loss at the moment, but it is the foundation for a continuous source of income, and Lu Xingzhou cannot afford to lose sight of the bigger picture for the sake of short-term gains.
In the past two days, Zhu Kaishan and his team have finished transplanting rice seedlings into all 500 mu of paddy fields.
Having missed the opportunity to protect the rice seedlings in time, Lu Xingzhou released his source energy to sense the condition of the seedlings and found that the roots of many seedlings had already withered from the cold. If he had returned two more days later, a large number of them would have died.
"It seems that if we start raising seedlings again next year, we'll need to adjust the cold resistance of the rice varieties."
This year, Lu Xingzhou didn't perform any bug-like operations on the crops other than protecting the seedlings. He wanted to observe the growth status and yield of the original seedlings in the black soil without fertilization, in order to prepare for the actions to be taken next year.
To avoid using too much force and attracting the Japanese too early.
Rice cultivation in the Kanto region has only started to flourish in the last two years.
The rice varieties are not adaptable enough to the local climate, and farmers are still exploring the rice growth cycle. Otherwise, the rich and fertile black soil could have raised the value of grain production to a higher level.
Zhu Kaishan is a good farmer, but not a god. The only way to completely save the seedlings is through the source of Qi.
After applying a trace amount of Qi from Heaven and Earth to the 500 mu of rice seedlings, Lu Xingzhou relayed his discovery to Zhu Kaishan:
"Uncle Zhu, if the temperature is the same next year, the rice seedlings need to be transplanted 4-5 days later, otherwise the survival rate will be greatly reduced."
Agricultural planting experience is accumulated little by little through trial and error, which is also the role of experienced farmers.
Zhu Kaishan couldn't possibly question Lu Xingzhou's judgment when it came to farm work related to seeds and seedlings; otherwise, why would he have come along?
"Should I arrange for someone to replant the seedlings right away?"
"No need, I'm good at breeding, so not many will die. I'm just reminding you so you won't have bad results next year."
Now, it will take another 7-15 days to re-cultivate seedlings, and the yield will be reduced by at least 30%, which will affect the accuracy of the yield data he obtains.
After dinner.
Lin Fengyi, whose arms ached from handing out so many silver dollars, disregarded her fatigue and happily served Lu Xingzhou as he bathed and changed.
Even the blush that Lu Xingzhou used to take the opportunity to touch her twice while she was taking a bath was gone.
She was clearly happy about her increasingly secure position as the wife.
Seeing her so delighted, Lu Xingzhou, inside the bathtub, couldn't help but want to take advantage of her:
"Boiling some water isn't easy, why don't you come in and shower with me?"
Lin Fengyi bit her lip and hesitated slightly before reaching out to unbutton her blouse.
"Wait, I was just kidding, why are you taking it seriously?!"
The bathtub they brought was a bit small for Lu Xingzhou's height; he had to curl up his legs to sit inside by himself. There was no need to rush into playing in the water together; it wasn't like they hadn't done it before.
Lin Fengyi unbuttoned her shirt, picked up a towel to wipe his back, and said in a sweet, cloying voice, "Master~ you're so good to me!"
In the past few days, she has come to understand that although Lu Xingzhou did not actually take her body.
Their attitude toward foreign affairs is very clear.
Whether it's managing the household's food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, or distributing rewards to everyone today, she's establishing herself as the mistress of the house.
This made Lin Fengyi, who was bought and felt somewhat inferior, feel increasingly secure in being trusted and loved.
"Silly sister~ You're my woman, isn't it only right that I treat you well?"
A single doting word stirred Lin Fengyi's heart, and for the first time, she leaned forward to offer her cherry lips for a kiss.
Traditional women are so easily satisfied; just doing what they are supposed to do is enough to move her so deeply.
Lu Xingzhou, in the bathtub, reached out and put his arm around her slender waist. After a while of gently rubbing her, he restrained his urge to go further with great willpower.
As they lay on the kang (a heated brick bed), Lin Fengyi clung to him like an octopus, and Lu Xingzhou couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.
The Republic of China era was truly wonderful!
It's practically a paradise for scumbags!
As for Lin Fengyi's so-called trust.
Not only to her, but also to Zhu Kaishan, Zhu Chuanwu, Sanjiangshui, and even Ni Yang, who was not yet an adult, Lu Xingzhou was generous to them all.
The old saying that a strong general has no weak soldiers has long been proven to be utter nonsense in the modern workplace.
Quite the opposite.
Leaders who always prefer to do things themselves and have extremely strong personal abilities usually have mediocre subordinates who are always making excuses and unable to take on important responsibilities.
And even if something really happens to the people he trusts, he doesn't care.
Why not give them some information?
Early the next morning.
Before he had even eaten breakfast, he summoned the water from the three rivers to his side.
Although the gang in Dayanggou was wiped out, the value of this incident has not yet been fully realized (30%).
The fact that they were able to turn the tables on the bearded man only shows that they were capable and did a good job.
But anyone who's been in the workplace knows that doing well only determines the basics and lower limit, while singing well raises the upper limit.
The bandits' surprise attack on the fortress showed that Sanjiang Shuiji performed well, and Lu Xingzhou was also preparing to test his abilities by letting him handle tasks independently.
"We'll keep the captured grain for ourselves, and dispose of the rifles, gold and silver jewelry, and all the rotten horses and other junk in Changtu. As for the horses, you take 50 with you to the Changtu prefect, and so on..."
He listened intently to his plan about the Three Rivers, his eyes growing brighter with each word.
After listening, Sanjiang Shui, brimming with enthusiasm, patted his chest and assured him, "Young Master, you can handle it!"
Whether it's good or bad, leave it to him to handle, and Lu Xingzhou no longer worries.
Even if he's always been like this, what can you do if you don't trust him? Right now, he has no authority, no QQ, no mobile phone, so he can't learn how Chiang Kai-shek remotely commanded things.
After having dinner with the melancholy Lin Fengyi, he prepared to go to Zhengjiatun on his own.
It's not necessarily true that this group of bearded men made everyone happy. At least Lin Fengyi, who was cheerful last night, woke up this morning feeling resentful again.
Lu Xingzhou was originally planning to consummate their relationship that night, but it was all ruined because of the incident involving the bearded man smashing the kiln.
Last night, even though she was so proactive while lying on the kang (heated brick bed), Lu Xingzhou still didn't take her body.
It's inevitable to have self-doubt.
Lu Xingzhou ate his meal, watching her chew each grain of rice. This stunningly beautiful woman, so full of charm, had a unique and captivating air about her when she was melancholic.
He extended his index finger and teasingly traced it across Lin Fengyi's lips: "I'm going to Zhengjiatun to take care of some business with Uncle Yu, and I'll also visit Uncle Wu. Be a good boy and wait for me at home; I have a surprise for you when I get back!"
With his keen eye, how could he not know that this was a hurdle in Lin Fengyi's heart?
Last night I remembered that I had a few days of free time, so I went to Zhengjiatun to try and maintain the relationship between Wu Junsheng and Yu Wendou.
Let's take this opportunity to give her the respect she deserves.
To let those little fairies who liked "Beng Lao Deng" in their past lives see that Lin Fengyi could live a life of comfort and respectability without having to give up her body, they would be overjoyed and want to take her place.
But Lin Fengyi was not among them. After understanding Lu Xingzhou's meaning, her face finally broke into a bright smile:
"Yes, sir! Then please go and come back quickly!"