Old Man Jia stood in the middle of the village in a daze, looking at the bustling crowd in front of him.

"This is the game you are talking about? You're bringing me to something weird!" The old man covered his chest, "Oh, my heart disease has happened... I'm sending me back quickly, I'm going to the hospital!"

Here comes! The heartache maniac is here again!

However, this trick can only deceive the village not far away.

"Aren't you always idle?" Zhuang Buyuan said, "I'm giving you the opportunity to show your ambitions! Look, such a big village, so many people, and such a broad space for development! Besides, you've already boarded the pirate ship, don't think about running away, hehehe!"

Even my "Regional Chief (Village Chief)" card has been picked up. Where else do you want to go?

Let me tell you that you are my life now and die now!

The old man was so angry that he was about to have a heart attack, but thinking that this trick would not work for Zhuang Buyuan, he actually felt a sense of excitement in his heart.

He reached out to the village not far away and said, "Come on, bring the villagers' list."

"What?" Zhuang Buyuan was stunned, "What list?"

"You don't even have a roster?" The old man got angry, "You can still keep people like this? It's all for you to leave! You can't just use the household registration system to play!"

Zhuang Buyuan blinked. Isn’t the evil household registration system a cancer that hinders social development or a manifestation of backwardness?

Anyway, I see that's what I say online.

"I am probably going to be exhausted here!" Old Man Jia was so angry that he covered his chest, but his eyes were shining.

It's like a gold digger seeing the gold mine vein and a game-witted seeing rare elites.

"I can't do this job myself, you have to match me with someone!"

"Yes, yes, how many do you need? Are ten enough?"

"You need ten more? Give me two first. One accountant and the other document."

Zhuang not far away called two servants from the manor.

I was worried about it, so I sent a team of bodyguards to the old man.

"What is this for?" The old man waved his hand, "I want to go deep into the masses, why do I lead the bodyguards? Do you know what it means to go deep into the masses?"

Zhuang Buyuan shook his head...

I don't understand, I'm usually the one who is being penetrated.

However, Zhuang Buyuan still sent a rabbit dragon guard to the old man.

After all, this is not the earth.

The little rabbit jumped and followed the old man, looking like he was not threatening. The old man looked at it and felt very satisfied.

"Prepare a household registration form, come and follow me!" The old man waved his hand, brought the clerk accountant bodyguard, and went out.

After walking two steps, the old man suddenly turned his head and said, "By the way, what's the name of this village?"

"Name...name?" Zhuang Buyuan stammered, "Call...village?"

Old Man Jia was so angry that he almost spitted the spit not far from the village: "Your village doesn't even have a name? God, is it still time for me to resign now?"

"It's too late."

"Quick, give me a name!"

Old Man Jia was urging him tightly, and Zhuang Buyuan's head was blank.

A village is a village, what name is it!

You are going to die of a dilemma and name the Incompetent Star Man.

"Breakfast...breakfast?" Zhuang Buyuan could only think of this in his mind.

The reason why this village was born was all caused by my flying breakfast!

"Breakfast Village?" Old Man Jia wanted to hit someone. What's the name of this?

but……

"Forget it, it's good to have a name. It's also good. It's quite down-to-earth. It's better than Dog Shit Orange Village." Old Man Jia shook his head and turned around and left.

Zhuang Buyuan followed curiously.

The old man first came to a shack near the side.

There were several farmers living in the shack, and the peasant leader he knew not far from the village was among them.

To be honest, Zhuang Buyuan was quite disappointed with him.

Look, I am so kind to you and have protected you several times. Shouldn’t you just accept it and call it the king?

My domineering spirit cannot impress a farmer?

This made Zhuang Buyuan wonder if he was a manor owner.

Although Zhuang Buyuan tried his best to hide his aura as the owner of the manor,... at this time, my domineering aura was not exposed and I couldn't stop it?

Old Man Jia came to the door of the shack and said, "Membersman, are you at home?"

Old...members...

Zhuang Buyuan laughed.

The scene in front of him made him feel particularly ridiculous.

It's simply a local magical realism, and it's so exciting.

Inside, the peasant leader hurriedly came out and saw that Old Man Jia was dressed in bright clothes, his body trembled with nervousness, and he said "Mr.

"What sir?" Old Man Jia said unhappy, "I am Lao Jia, and now the village chief of our breakfast village, just call me Lao Jia."

Then Old Man Jia showed a kind smile: "Membersman, how about living here? Are you still used to it?"

"Habit, habit! Thank you to the shopkeeper, you sit down..."

"Don't be busy, fellow villager, I'm here to create a registration for you."

"Make a book and be naturalized?" The farmer suddenly felt shocked.

"Yes." Old Man Jia reached out and held the farmer's hand, conveying his enthusiasm and sincerity.

The farmer's palms were thick, and the two fingers on the bottom were almost completely keratinized, especially hard and sharp, like a sickle and a hoe. Old Man Jia held them tightly and smiled and said, "My fellow villager, I know you suffered before."

Have you suffered? Yes, you didn't suffer before.

This sentence makes farmers feel mixed feelings.

But he didn't dare to think too much, or even express his emotions - or in other words, their emotions had long been numb for a long time.

"However, all suffering is a past tense, and we will live a good life together in the future!"

"Life well?"

"Yes." Old Man Jia smiled very sincerely, "From today, you will not be a refugee. You are the first villager to register and have a household registration in our breakfast village."

"I... am a villager?" The farmer's eyes suddenly lit up, "I'm not a refugee anymore?"

A man next to him said, "No...isn't he a slave?"

They are slaves for almost generations!

"Slave? No! You are the master of our breakfast village! Wherever you go in the future, someone dares to bully you, it is impossible to get along with our breakfast village! Some people dare to rob you, it is dare to rob our breakfast village. You are no longer alone, you have thousands of fellow villagers around you, our breakfast village is your home, your hometown! You will live forever, for generations, and you will never have to be displaced again! Tomorrow, we will cultivate fields and let everyone cultivate them. When we have fields, we will have food and a family, we will have hard-working hands, we will not have to ask for help or seek heaven. Our hard-working farmers can earn everything we need with our hands and be our own masters!"

The farmer held Old Man Jia's hand tightly, his lips trembling, and he couldn't say a word. He only had tears flowing downwards in his two eyes.

The manor tip: "Congratulations to the owner of the manor, the current village ‘Breakfast Village’ has the first villager."

Zhuang Buyuan was speechless.

Too scary!

Old Man Jia is a top expert!

Crushing level strength!

Zhuang Buyuan felt that today Old Man Jia could organize the villagers into an army and would dare to lead the villagers to make a revolution tomorrow!
Chapter completed!