When Chen Buer bought the land, he needed to find a tenant, but the people of Bianliang all made a living in the city. Doing some small business is not as profitable as farming?

No matter which dynasty or era, people who make land are the most miserable. The court's taxes almost all come from agricultural taxes, sometimes far higher than commercial taxes.

One acre of land, I paid the imperial grain and various names to showdown, and then handed over the rent to the landlord. I really got it, but I don’t have three or three, which is very pitiful.

Locals are unwilling to farm, but outsiders are willing. These ten tenants all come from the north and say they fled to Bianliang to escape the war. Chen Buer didn't know whether it was true or not.

Anyway, the conditions they had agreed at the beginning were that these tenants would bear the food and meat and vegetables for the 20 teenagers, and the harvest in the fields belonged to the tenants, and all the imperial grains were paid by Chen Buer, who would give an additional 20 taels of silver every month.

For a while, these tenants were always honest. Chen Buer often sent thin and fat people to check the spots, but the results were quite satisfactory and he stopped paying attention after a long time.

As a result, it seems that these ten families are not very honest.

You treated Chen Buer's people unfairly, and this touched Chen Buer's reverse scale.

About a quarter of an hour later, the tenants arrived late, and their expressions were a little unnatural.

Huang San quietly whispered in Chen Buer's ear: "Young Master, they have discussed what they have gathered together before they came, and they probably came prepared."

Nonsense, what are these teenagers’ origins? How can these tricks be hidden from others?

After entering the yard, these people saw the young master sitting on the chair, bowed repeatedly and said in a lingering manner:

"Boss, why are you here? Please pay me a favor to the boss."

Chen Buer nodded, pointed to the strongest middle-aged man in the crowd, and asked straight to the point:

"Yu Changshou, come here, come and explain why you didn't serve meat and vegetables to these twenty brothers as agreed? Even the food rations were insufficient?"

The strong man named Yu Changshou bent over and replied humbly:

"Young master, there is nothing we can do. A few months ago, the crops in the fields were not well harvested, and there was not much grain harvest. In order to support these young men, we really tied our belts tightly and had porridge with wild vegetables every day. How could we afford meat?"

Chen Buer really doesn't understand farming. He has never planted land in his two lives, and he doesn't know whether what he said is true or false.

But he knew one thing. In the past six months, he had never heard of any major disasters and disasters on Gyeonggi Road, nor any serious natural disasters. How did this spring famine happen?

At this time, Huang Ershi stood up,

"Young Master, they lied that there has been no disaster and harm in the past six months. Where did the spring famine come from? In fact, we have already secretly counted them. The granary of their families is piled up like mountains. Where did they come from eating wild vegetables every day to live?"

When Yu Changshou heard this, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, but he still looked silly on the surface.

"This young man can't talk nonsense. Where did the food pile up in our family?"

When the people next to him heard this, they quickly agreed, "That's right, this acre of land can produce as much food as it can't be piled up in a good harvest."

"Young Master, don't be deceived by these little men. How could we adults cheat on your children? It's true."

Chen Buer raised his eyebrows and realized the slightest thing. What does "adults can't lie to children?" It turns out that these tenants are still young and ignorant when they are young and more than 20 people? Or are they children?

I couldn't help but snort coldly in my heart.

But he was too lazy to go around the circle. A few farmers were not worth his big trouble. Besides, it was almost dark, so he had to hurry back. When the city gate fell, he could only sleep in the inn outside the city.

"Yu Changshou, it is very simple to investigate this matter clearly. I will tell you by taking someone to search. If there is food at home and you lie, you have to give me an explanation. If my brothers lied to me, I will give you an explanation!"

Of course Chen Buer could trust these subordinates.

After all, they are professional scouts, and they can investigate the enemy's military rations clearly during the war. Investigating the food of these farmers is really a killing knife.

When Yu Changshou heard about searching, the cold light flashed in his eyes and suddenly stood up straight.

He is indeed a farmer, but he is a part-time farmer, including the other tenants behind him, who were originally from robbers from the Taihang Mountains in the north.

Usually farming is used as a cover, but on the surface, it seems like an ordinary farmer, but when you meet a single businessman, you are also doing a business that can rob the family.

People were killed, and they buried them in the mountains and could not find anyone. They were all sold in the place, and no one could find them. Even if the government occasionally came to investigate, they would have automatically ignored them when they saw the appearance of these farmers.

But as the saying goes, if you often walk by the river, how can you not get wet your feet?

Until one day, they killed a few single businessmen and snatched their goods. They wanted to open it and saw that it was a good silk cloth. Now the women stopped doing it. It was almost the Chinese New Year. Is it okay to keep some new clothes?

According to the previous rules, this is not enough, but this time they have luck and think that there are more silk cloths in the world, so what if they wear them out? Who can recognize them?

But they didn't know whether farmers like them and poor people were good at wearing silk clothes?

As a result, when a yamen runner came to investigate, he found someone wearing silk cloth clothes and became suspicious.

When the robber saw that the stuffing was exposed, he immediately packed his luggage and fled south overnight. He went to Bianliang City and met Chen Buer, a little brat, and became his tenant.

At first, this group of people was quite conscientious. At least they did not kidnap the young master Chen and also provided food for more than 20 young men.

If it were before, the white knife would have been in and the red knife would have been out, so what if it had occupied more than 300 acres of land?

Yu Changshou suddenly stood up straight, and his temperament changed from a silly and silly to a murderous aura. The other tenants following him suddenly became silent and stopped talking.

He had a triangular eye and said in a cold tone:

"The boss, everything the old man said is true. Besides, we all have wives and daughters in our family. It is really inconvenient to search. Please think twice."

Yu Changshou doesn't want to make a big deal,

But since he was at this point, he wanted to scare these children. When he showed his domineering aura just now, he felt that he had returned to the green years when he was so arrogant in the Taihang Mountains.

Seeing the children in front of me being scared, I couldn't help feeling a little proud.

Just now, Yu Changshou and the person behind him suddenly straightened their backs, and Chen Buer and his men looked at each other a little, and it seemed that they were indeed "scared".

Chen Buer and Huang Yi and the others looked at each other, thinking that these tenants had a trick? Who are you not good at provoking, but they just got involved in these killings?

These are ordinary young men. Do they really think they are setting off firecrackers every few days by the Yellow River?
Chapter completed!