As soon as he said that, all the old farmers looked up at the sky, with a look of disdain and expression. Old Man Zhao kept sighing: "Sir, it's not that the old man said you, you really can't do this, otherwise, we old friends will definitely win you."

"Oh, look at what you said, it seems to be very confident?" I picked up the teapot and added some water to the old man and said with a smile.

Well, I lived in a small county town since I was a child. When I went out, I saw endless paddy fields. What I like most was to scatter wild in the fields with a group of rural classmates. In summer, I caught frogs, steamed them at home, and sprinkled them with a little salt to eat. The taste was not comparable to that of chicken. In autumn, I went to catch grasshoppers, took their heads and wings, and skewed them together with a wheat stalk, and threw them into the hot oil. It was a golden color, and the grasshopper meat was definitely a good product whether it was eaten as a snack or a meal.

Even some old farmers would use this kind of good thing to put some local wine in the yard when they were bored at night, brag and chat.

However, many times, I will be caught by the old farmers who patrol the fields, and I will inevitably scold you. However, no matter how much I scold you, I will never attack us, a group of little kids. It is like the elders are full of pampering. I have been dealing with farmhouses all year round, so I have always had a good impression of these simple old farmers. After all, in my later generations, the happy childhood time in my memory was accompanied by the farmhouses, paddy fields, and the cicadas and birds singing in the suburbs.

Another point is that when you get along with these men, you don’t have to worry about someone calculating yourself like you are standing in the court. In addition, you don’t have to be scheming or fighting with wisdom. Besides, you don’t have to be so stupid or wise. No matter how much these old men do, they will not be like Uncle Cheng. They just want to pull someone to the door with their shirtless, tie a piece of crotch around their waists and want to fight with others one by one.

"Of course, we old men have no other skills. If we talk about farming skills, we are definitely the first-class people in this area. If we didn't see the adults talking to us, we would give us tea. Let's not talk about this to you, I'm afraid we have bad intentions. I will definitely advise you to continue working and wait for a disaster." Another old farmer next to me also said with a proud look on his face.

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Well, I am indeed not as good as these old farmers who have been dealing with land for decades, but my vision and expectations of things are not comparable to those old farmers. "Thank you, old man, for your kindness, but Fang is different from others. After all, as the head of Weinan County, I am thinking about the people of a county, how can I sit and watch the land of more than 10,000 acres continue to be deserted? So, I still have to do this job, I believe one thing. That is, there is nothing I can't do. I can only imagine it."

"You!" Old Man Zhao looked at me angrily and shook his head. A group of old farmers around him looked at me with sympathy. I even heard a very low complaint: "Why is this adult so spendthy?"

"Shh, please keep your voice down. If the adults listen to you, be careful not to protect your head..."

"..." I wiped the sweat from my forehead, and was speechless, but I suddenly felt excited: "Or what if Fang and you old people are together, how about we bet?"

"Betting? What bet? Sir, do you really want to bet with us, can you grow food?" Another old farmer almost smiled and his gray beard kept shaking. "That's right, I just want to bet with you. How about it, do you have the courage to come with me to do such a plague?" I squeaked at the group of old men.

My words immediately aroused the courage of these men. Old Man Zhao's clothes were opened: "How can I not do it? It's a sure thing. Since you don't take money seriously, don't blame the old man for being greedy for your favor, hahaha..."

These ten old farmers were in a hurry and were all betting on the market. The bet on my grandfather's achievements could not be achieved. Of course, at least I have to decide what to bet on.

"First, if I lose, then I will be given the four hundred cows, even if it is a gift, to all the old people. I wonder if you are willing to accept this wealth?" I smiled and pointed at the cowshed in the distance. "Four hundred? Mom, isn't that big deal?" Old man Zhao was stunned for a while, and reacted first, tremblingly with his mouth on the wrench, keeping excited.

The expressions of the old farmlands around him were not much different from him, and they almost drooled. You know, large animals like cattle are no less than a tractor for ordinary people who make a living by farming. Moreover, there are only twelve old farmers here, and they are divided into dozens of tractors.

Once you get it, a cow can be exchanged for more than ten acres of fertile land, dozens of them, and they become ordinary people and wealthy landlords. How can you not be excited?

"This, sir, can you let the old men discuss it?" Another old man next to him pulled Old Man Zhao who was about to speak and smiled at me.

"Please, it's still early anyway, so I'm not in a hurry, haha." I smiled at the old farmers who were almost anxious and almost bubbling.

Old Man Zhao and these old farmers simply walked a few steps, squatted on the side and muttered to each other, while sitting beside me, I was so bored that I almost used my ear to hit the mosquito room, Cheng Ke was anxious, pulled my clothes, lowered his voice, "Young Master, don't mess around, these cows, but you borrowed them from Your Majesty. If you really lose, how do you explain it then?"

I saw the old farmers who were trembling with excitement while discussing, and then rushed to the room and said, "Don't worry, I never do any losses. Besides, do you think I can't win?"

"I believe you, but if there is a matter of something..." Fang Cheng seemed to be confident, but the main reason was that he lacked confidence in me transforming saline-alkali land, so he seemed a little hesitant when he spoke. "I'm afraid of it, isn't it just four hundred cows? If there is a matter of it, he will compensate. Anyway, Your Majesty can't hang my son-in-law on the city gate and let me redeem my animals." I turned around and glared at Fang Cheng and said angrily.

Fang Cheng sighed helplessly and decided not to speak anymore. He simply made an excuse that someone seemed to be coming from afar. He went to take a look, patted his butt and threw me, the young master, here, and gathered with a group of old men, without any conscience. Forget it, I will deal with him in the future, because the group of old men in front of him seemed to have already discussed the result.

Old Man Zhao, who has always been brave, seems to have become the leader of these people. He carefully sat back next to me and cleared his throat: "Sir, this is a joke. We illiterate old men cannot withstand the troubles of a noble man like you."

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"Kidding? Fang was the county magistrate in Weinan. He didn't seem to have ever regretted his words and acted like a fool? Do you think my character is so unreliable?" I deliberately looked stern and said dissatisfiedly. "Damn it, absolutely reliable. How can we, those of us who are facing the sky and facing the earth, not know the benefits you bring to the people of Weinan. This is the character." Old man Zhao hurriedly extended a thumb, and then I pretended to be a slow expression, but in fact I almost laughed out loud.

But now is not the time to laugh, so I also put my expressions in a more sincere way: "Old man Zhao, have you guys considered it?"

"Of course, one hundred willing, one thousand willing, but sir, our group is very hard-earned. The food we have made is enough to eat, and there is no profit. There is only a little bit of land at home. I don't know, sir, what do we want us old people to use for gambling money." Old man Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead, gritted his teeth, and expressed their thoughts.

"So it's this little thing that has made you old men discuss for so long? Haha, in fact, if Old Man Zhao, you lose, I will not ask you to sell your children, nor will you take all the fields for me..." After I said halfway through this, I saw the old men with ecstasy expressions on their faces, but with doubts, as if I couldn't figure out whether I, the county magistrate, was not sober. Isn't this the same as giving them money for free?

Forget it, don't tease them anymore. If you continue teasing, I'm afraid that these old guys will roll their eyes with joy in a while. It's not a joke to die. I paused and continued, "But I have a condition. That is, if I win, I will teach you how to farm in the future."
Chapter completed!