Chef Wushuang of the Three Kingdoms

Fang Mo really couldn't believe that the landlord was so kind to the tenants.

He has always felt that a landlord should be like Zhou Papi, who crows in the middle of the night... cough, the rooster crows in the middle of the night, and then asks the tenants to get up and work.

But in fact, is there really such a life in the farmland?

Secondly, there is no real severe drought or season that cannot survive. Although famines have begun to appear in several states and counties in the world, most of the places are actually good.

Naturally, there is no need to be so harsh.

"Fourth brother Fang, in fact, if you go out and observe more, you will find that the tenants and the landlords are actually mutual use roles."

"The tenants have to work hard in order to have enough to eat, and only by working hard will they have a bigger harvest and the landlord will be extremely satisfied."

"Those who are really bad to the tenants, to be honest, they really can't survive in this era, unless they work in the fields themselves."

After a few words, Fang Mona was speechless.

He couldn't imagine it at all, but after thinking about it, he suddenly felt, isn't this the prototype of the company?

Tenants are like employees, and landlords are like bosses.

The boss will always appear very kind to some technicians or managers who are related to his lifeline.

Because he understands that if he is not kind, then his technology cannot be innovated, and his management will be chaotic. No matter how powerful a person is, no matter how shrewd his management method is, he will never be able to control many people at the bottom, right?

In other words, they are the current tenants and landlords.

Unless he went to work in the field himself, he had to treat these tenants well, and even if something happened to their family, he would have to provide a lot of things to help them tide over the difficulties.

"In other words, people without land are the most suffering and dangerous people?"

"The former landlord is the worst person?"

Fang Mo opened his mouth in doubt, but his eyes were staring at the people in the fields. He still didn't quite believe that it would be like this in ancient times...

For a long time, his cognition has been one kind, that is to distribute the land to the majority of people and carry out land reform directly.

But now it seems that it will not work at all, not only will it not work, it will even cause some tenants under the command of friendly landlords to stand up and make trouble.

At that time, it will not be a trivial matter.

Never, there was never a moment when Fang Mo felt that he was so shallow.

"It doesn't count, after all, more tenants, because when the landlord really can't survive, he can only leave and find a place to leave first, or rely on his own grain to mobilize some tenants to defend their homes. "

"But some people will be abandoned."

"Those people are today's refugees."

Understood.

All understood.

Looking at Zhao Yun's compassionate appearance, and watching the scene in the field, Fang Mo felt that he understood a big thing.

This major event determined the path he would take in the future.

On the field, there are no fresh green shoots yet, only dim yellow weeds.

The tenants worked hard in the fields, plowed the fields, hoeed the weeds, cleared out pieces of relatively flat and loose land, and then planted the seeds bit by bit.

The landlord, with the support of a few servants, was like a firefighter, delivering porridge and sweet water to the tenants...

What an idyllic scene.

Fang Mo stood by the roadside, staring in a daze.

In a daze, he discovered that it is not impossible to carry out land reform in this era, but if it is done randomly, it is likely to cause chaos at the foundation.

Unless the wisdom of the people is enlightened, everyone has books to read, and everyone can know the major events in the world.

However, it is very, very difficult to do this. In the entire world today, absolutely no one can do it, and some of them are even living in the period of slashing and burning.

In comparison, the big man is really the leader of civilization.

Thinking of this, he smiled wryly.

All along, he felt that he was superior to others, but only now did he realize that it turned out to be nothing more than that.

Shaking his head and sighing, he patted Zhao Yun's shoulder, and then said: "Let's go back, we've seen it, it's time to really summarize the situation here, and, I want to Go meet my old friend!"

Zhao Yun was full of question marks, but he didn't dare to ask, he could only follow behind and think silently.

Who is it that can be called this old friend?

He was very puzzled, and even more confused, who had such an honor.

Fang Mo is not the Fang Mo he used to be.

As the saying goes, one person attains the Tao, and the chicken and the dog ascend to heaven.

The moment Liu Beituo became the governor of Yuyang County, he became different from before. Now he is an absolutely powerful faction, or a powerful faction.

He has soldiers and power in his hands, and his brother is still the local sheriff.

Such a person, who can be worthy of the words "old friend"?

Zhao Yun is looking forward to it.

But when he saw the person, he only felt a deep disappointment from the bottom of his heart.

He didn't have much expectation, even if the person in front of him is a person with a bit of literary talent, or even, no matter how bad he is, he looks like a soldier, that's fine.

After all, Fang Mo and Liu Guanzhang single-handedly created the four elite soldiers who are famous all over the world today, and it is understandable that they have feelings for some veterans.

However, what is this person in front of him like?

She has a strong businessman's demeanor, with a sly gleam in her eyes, and a big belly, like a woman who is pregnant in June.

From top to bottom, not to mention elegance and demeanor, he didn't even have the aura of ordinary people. On him, Zhao Yun only felt two words.

stink of money!

How could this not disappoint him?

"Zhou Quan, you're not doing very well in this matter, but your stomach has grown quite fast, but in a year, it has become like this." Fang Mo laughed and patted him on the shoulder jokingly.

But Zhou Quan didn't dare to make any jokes, but bowed respectfully, took out an account book from his arms and said: "This is what my subordinates have accomplished in the past year. Although it can't be noticed, it can be regarded as a small Good work. I hope Fourth Master Fang can reward you with the next bowl of rice."