The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Like-minded people are determined by their subordinates. In short, they were not reliable at all. Huang Chenming had no choice but to follow Wan Lianxing's steps closely. In order to make it easier for him to talk to Huang Chenming, Wan Lianxing let Huang Chenming walk beside him. Huang Chenming did not dare to lag behind even a step.

Ha! Huang Chenming found it funny. Wan Lianxing would complain of being tired whenever he was dealing with official business. But after leaving the prefectural governor's mansion, he was more energetic than him. His body had not recovered yet. If it recovered, how much energy he would have. How much torture he would have. Thinking of this, Huang Chenming silently recited the meditation mantra in his heart.

There is mint right under my nose. Where else can I go? I don’t know what mint looks like. This is not right.

Huang Chenming couldn't help but say, "My Lord, this is mint."

Suiying said, "Don't worry, keep going forward, there must be more inside."

Wan Lianxing remained silent, which meant he approved of Suiying's suggestion. These people had followed Wan Lianxing for a long time, so naturally they spoke and acted in line with Wan Lianxing's wishes, unlike Huang Chenming, who would always be rejected by Wan Lianxing whenever he spoke.

Huang Chenming asked, "How much mint do you need?"

Wan Lianxing patted Huang Chenming on the shoulder and said, "Come out once, pick more for everyone to taste."

Huang Chenming had no choice but to follow him forward, but as they walked, everyone stopped and said to Suiying, "My Lord, let's step aside and get two baskets of mint."

"I think it's okay." Wan Lianxing turned around slowly and prepared to escape.

"Ah! Is it the Marquis?"

Wan Lianxing had no choice but to turn around again, with a proper smile on his face, "What's going on with you?"

Several old farmers came over and said, "I think he looks like him, is he really the Marquis?"

Wan Lianxing laughed and said, "It's me, it's me."

"I thought I had made a mistake. I was there when he prayed for rain that day. The Marquis's appearance is easy to recognize. I recognized him at first sight."

Wan Lianxing said with a smile: "Old man, you have a good eye. Are you farming?"

An old man said, "Aren't you going to build a sugar factory for us in Beichenglou? We come up the mountain to cut sugar cane and you say we can exchange it for money. Is that true?"

Wan Lianxing said, "That's true. However, the sugarcane was cut too early. The sugar factory will take several days to build even if it is built quickly."

The old man said, "Your Highness, you have just arrived at Fengying, so you don't know. It's okay to store the sugarcane for half a month, but I don't know if it can really be exchanged for money."

Everyone knew that the sugar factory was real because the bricks and tiles for the factory had been delivered to the North City Tower. But no one knew whether the sugarcane could be exchanged for money was true or not. However, the rumors were all very credible, so everyone rushed to seize the opportunity and started cutting sugarcane.

Wan Lianxing said: "You can exchange it for money. If you can't, go to the governor's mansion to find me."

When everyone heard Wan Lianxing's words, they gathered closer to him, fearing that he would run away. "We feel relieved with the Marquis' words."

A man casually pulled over a piece of sugar cane. The old machete in his hand was now extremely sharp. He cut a piece of sugar cane for Wan Lianxing in a few strokes. "My Lord, try it. The sugar cane tastes even better after the rain."

The attendant stretched out his hand to block him. Outsiders were not allowed to get so close to Wan Lianxing, especially since this man was holding a knife.

Wan Lianxing tapped Suixing's hand with his fan, and Suixing retracted his arm. Seeing this, the old man had no choice but to put the knife on his waist, and the sugarcane in his hand was still facing Wan Lianxing. Wan Lianxing took it with a smile: "Thank you, old man."

The attendant reached out and took the sugarcane from Wan Lianxing's hand. Wan Lianxing's hand was empty. He took a deep breath and said gently, "Give it to me."

The old man said, "So he wants to eat sugar cane. I'll cut another piece for you."

The old man mistakenly thought that the entourage wanted to eat sugar cane, so he bent down and picked up the sugar cane on the ground. Wan Lianxing smiled and said, "Don't bother, old man. They have hands and feet. Let them do it themselves."

In fact, the people accompanying him were afraid that someone would poison Wan Lianxing. How could a group of old farmers in this desolate mountain and wilderness possibly poison Wan Lianxing? In fact, they didn't even have the money to buy poison.

Wan Lianxing reached out his hand to Suixing. While Suixing was hesitating, Suiying snatched the piece of sugarcane from Suixing's hand, opened his mouth wide and took a bite, chewed it and spit it on the ground, "It's really delicious. My Lord, give it to me."

Wan Lianxing bit his cheek and glared at Suiying.

Suiying smiled and said, "Let me try it, Lord, you can eat it without worry."

He raised his eyebrows and took it, cursing in his heart, if someone really poisoned him, with Suiying's reckless behavior, he would be poisoned to death along with him. What kind of medicine could kill someone after taking it? Wan Lianxing cursed Suiying for having a pig brain in his heart.

Some old men who didn't understand said, "What are you doing? There's sugarcane everywhere. Don't rush to grab a piece. We've already cut the ready-made ones. You can eat as much as you want."

Wan Lianxing said, "Don't bother, old man. Let them do it themselves."

Wan Lianxing took a bite with disdain, but facing several old uncles who were asking for his approval, Wan Lianxing smiled amiably. His smile was really pleasing to the eyes, and his mouth was sweet: "Old uncle, this sugarcane is sweet and delicious."

Several old men laughed when they heard it, "We'll send a bundle to the Marquis later."

Wan Lianxing said: "This piece of sugarcane is enough to satisfy my appetite, you can keep the rest to exchange for money."

An old man asked, "Sir, how much is this bundle of sugar cane worth?"

Wan Lianxing, feeling refreshed and with the breeze blowing on his face, was suddenly stumped by the question. He really didn't know. He looked at the people around him, and they all had confused expressions.

Seeing everyone's expectant eyes, Wan Lianxing said, "Look at how much sugar there is. The sugar factory is built for you. It will definitely help you make more money."

An old man asked, "Who will go to work in the sugar factory then?"

Wan Lianxing said: "If you want to go, go. If you don't want to go, don't go. No one is forcing you. It's purely voluntary. You won't work for nothing. We pay you. It's not what you think. We are not forcing you to do labor. It's all up to your will."

An old man said, "My Lord, that's not what we meant."

Wan Lianxing was stunned. "Did I understand it wrongly?"

At this time, Huang Chenming whispered in Wan Lianxing's ear: "My Lord, they are not afraid of working, but they are afraid that they will not be able to get the work after the sugar factory is built."

Wan Lianxing suddenly realized: "Oh, that's right, anyone who wants to go can go, there are no restrictions."

At this time, many people came out from inside, "Is the Marquis here?"

Wan Lianxing continued to laugh even though his face was stiff, "It's me, you are all here."

"My Lord, why are you here?"

Wan Lianxing wanted to take two steps back, but he couldn't, because the men and women who came out were running straight towards him, including children.

Wan Lianxing made up a lie: "I came to see how the sugarcane is growing on this mountain."