Chapter 267: Come to the door to apologize

A lunch break is a very common thing in Liu Yi's eyes, but in the eyes of these tenants, it is a huge favor.

Looking at the excited and touching expressions on Li Dechen and Weng Yu's faces, Liu Yi could almost imagine how serious the exploitation of the landlords in the past was.

They don’t give food or clothing, but they still have to work hard in the fields.

After grabbing a handful of dry soil on the ground, Liu Yiu looked at the tenant farmers who were still working hard in the ground. Speaking of which, they are the easiest people to satisfy. A food and clothing and a little favor are enough to make them work for you.

"Have all the wells in the ground been dug?" Liu Yi looked at the tenant farmers in the ground and asked Li Dechen softly.

"If you go back to the boss," Li Dechen bent over and replied to Liu Yi: "Three hundred hectares of land, three hundred wells have been dug long ago. The current drought can no longer threaten the crops in the fields. Don't worry, the boss."

This is the first time Li Dechen has seen a land that has been planted in such a severe drought, but still has the crops in the fields not lacking in water and soil.

Therefore, Li Dechen respects and admires this young boss who can easily fight against even natural disasters, but he is still secretly grateful that if the boss's water truck was not born, they would not know if they would starve to death again this year.

You should know that in the past years of great disasters, the most people died were the tenants who made a living by hiring.

"Well," Liu Yi nodded gently and said, "Butler of Rapeseed Willow is ready to do it. After harvesting the millet at the end of the month, you will go and get it to him and plant all the remaining 180 hectares of land with vegetables. Well, if possible, I will pick another piece of land in the future and build a few greenhouses to specialize in growing vegetables."

Speaking of vegetables, Liu Yi couldn't help but think of the vegetables in the greenhouse in the past. That was not difficult. If the operation was good, selling summer vegetables in winter was also a good way to make money in the Tang Dynasty.

Liu Yi chuckled proudly. Knowledge creates wealth, and knowledge determines destiny. Here, he is also a knowledgeable person.

He chatted with Li Dechen and Weng Yu for a while. Liu Yi looked at the sky. The sun was already high, like a big charcoal ball. He wanted to cook the person. He didn't want to suffer here anymore, so he stood up, explained to Li Dechen and the others a few words, and then wandered back home again.

There are ice cubes in the mansion, and there is also a cold sour plum soup specially prepared for the whole family.

The ice cube was bought by Liu Yiuan a few days ago. There was a workshop specializing in selling ice, but the ice was not ordinary expensive. A small piece was almost heading towards a chicken.

If it were in the past, the old Liu family would never buy such a luxurious thing no matter what. Of course, they could not afford it. But now, they just got a box of gold and had money in their hands, so Liu Yi no longer valued it so much. They also learned from those real big players and became corrupt.

The ice cubes in a carriage cost him nearly thirty cents of money. Lao Liu was so angry that he kept scolding his prodigal son, and he wanted to use a stick to beat Liu Yi. For so much money, he bought some dispensable ice cubes and came back. He almost looked at the two cows, and he felt distressed.

But no matter how much I feel sad, Lao Liu did not drink less than others with the sour plum soup produced by ice cubes. He almost got addicted to drinking it one by one.

Liu Yi returned to the room and ordered Xiao Xi to bring a bowl. He drank a lot, his heart was cold and his body was comfortable, and he threw all the annoyance caused by the heat and stuffiness just now.

"How many ice cubes are there?" Liu Yi lowered the bowl gently and asked Xiao Xi for help.

"If you want to go back to the young master, there is still more ice in the cellar, enough for us to go there for another half a month." Xiao Xi stepped forward and put away the small bowl, and replied softly to Liu Yi.

Half a month, thirty stakes, Liu You couldn't help but feel a pain. The children of poor families did not have that courage after all. Although they had money, they couldn't bear to spend it happily.

"Has the young lady been back yet?" Liu Yi shook her head lightly and asked about her whereabouts of her wife.

"The young lady just came back from the master. She drank a bowl of sour plum soup and was taking a nap in the inner room." Xiao Xi glanced at Liu Yi and said, "Young Master, do you want Xiao Xi to call the young lady?"

"Woo, no need, I have been playing with that girl Xiaohui for so long, so I must be tired. Let her rest for a while." As he said that, Liu Yiu waved to Xiaoxi and signaled her to exit the door.

The inside of the house was much colder than outside. Liu Yi had just sat there for a while, but she felt a little sleepy in her head. When he got up and thought of going to the inner room to accompany his wife for a while, Li Biao, the boy, walked over inappropriately.

"Boss," Li Biao bent over and bowed to Liu Yi, and then said loudly to Liu Yi, "The official surnamed Cheng is here again. He is waiting in the hall now. The butler asks the young man to call you."

The official surnamed Cheng? Could it be that Cheng Chumo is here?

Liu Yiuan waved to Li Biao and said, "You go down first, I'll be there later."

I asked Xiaoxi for a basin of clean water, washed my face, and became more energetic. After tidying up my clothes, Liu Yi-Yi walked to the front yard.

Sure enough, it was Cheng Chumo who was sitting in the hall at this moment, opening his big mouth and pouring the iced sour plum soup into his mouth. He was not necessarily polite at all, and he looked very unpromising.

"Xiaomin meets Master Cheng!" Liu Yi went forward and bent over to greet Cheng Chumo, and then sat down close to Cheng Chumo. Xiao Cheng was not wearing an official uniform today, but was still wearing a purple warrior robe. He looked like he was so mighty.

Seeing that Xiao Cheng had cleaned the sour plum soup in the bowl, Liu Yiu raised his hand and told his servants to serve another bowl.

"Last time, Lord Cheng took action with righteousness and saved eight lives of my servants from Liu's mansion. Xiaomin thanked Lord Cheng here." Liu Yi silently bowed to Cheng Chu.

"Uh, this, boy Liu," Cheng Chumo's dark face turned red with a rare red color. He looked at Liu Yi with embarrassment, put the sour plum soup he had just received on the table, and said to Liu Yi: "The last time we were old Cheng incompetent. Seeing that Hou broke those legs with someone, I really feel sorry for you. Today, I, old Cheng, came here to apologize for you."

Uh? Liu Yi was stunned. He didn't expect Cheng Chumo to say such words.

"Mr. Cheng is so serious," Liu Yi waved his hand quickly and said, "The last time Mr. Cheng was able to be present in person, Xiaomin was already grateful. If there weren't adults present at that time, those eight servants would have been afraid that they would have broken one leg, so please do not blame yourself."

"So, don't you blame me, Lao Cheng?" Cheng Chumo looked at Liu Yi's eyes and asked softly.

"Mr. Cheng is not wrong, so how dare the little people blame him? Mr. Cheng, don't say such words again." It can be seen that Cheng Chumo apologized specifically for the last incident. His appearance made Liu Yi feel a little embarrassed. The resentment in his previous heart also dissipated.

"That's good, that's good," Cheng Chumo breathed a sigh of relief and said to Liu Yiu: "Last time in this Liu Mansion, it was not that our old Cheng was unwilling to rescue him, but that he was really not the opponent of the old man Hou. Fifty yamen runners, fighting against 200 elite soldiers who had been on the battlefield and killed people, would only lose their lives in vain. They all have small families, and Lao Cheng couldn't bear to let them die, so he could only let your eight servants be wronged."

Cheng Chumo was very frustrated when he happened last time. He could only watch anything, and could not make any moves or speak. Although when he came, Liu Yiu said in the letter that he would do nothing and just carry a pair of eyes, Cheng Chumo always felt a little guilty in his heart, especially after learning that Liu Yiu had just cleaned up Hou Junji in Chang'an City, he felt even more uncomfortable.

He always felt that Ren Liu Yi avenged him and let out a sigh of anger, but he was a great commander, but even the servants of the Liu Mansion could not protect him, which was very cowardly.

"These little people understand that Lord Cheng was able to come at that time, which was already a big help to Xiaomin. So in this matter, Xiaomin was only grateful and had no intention of blame," Liu Yiuan said to Cheng Chumo with a chuckling, "And the legs and feet of the eight people are no longer injuring them. It will be great in one or two months, so Lord Cheng doesn't need to worry."

"Oh, that's good, then our old Cheng will be relieved. Haha, Boy Liu, you are not bad!" Cheng Chumo said, patted Liu Yi's shoulder happily, and then picked up the sour plum soup on the table and took a deep breath.

"Uh," Liu Yi was suddenly photographed by Cheng Chumo, and almost vomited blood when he was photographed. Xiao Cheng's hand was very strong.

"In the future, you will be my old Cheng's brother. In the future, I will protect you in Chang'an City. If you have any trouble, just report my old Cheng's name." Cheng Chumo put down the bowl and said heroically to Liu Yi. His stinky fart looked like Chang'an City was their back garden.
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