Rebirth Married The Control Group Fulang

  Xu He led the two servants around the house. When they built the house, they didn't think that they would have some servants, so they didn't have a room for the servants.

    The hierarchy of peasant households was clearly not like the rich family households. Although the status of scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants, the status of farmers was higher, but even though it was higher, it didn't prevent poverty.
[士农工商 shì nóng gōng shāng: "the four classes" of ancient China, i.e. scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants]

    The meal was not enough to eat, who still had so many scruples.

    Xu He simply vacated two utility rooms. The two rooms were very small, and it was estimated that the two rooms were only as big as one bedroom.

     One room in the east side and the other room in the west side, just enough to put a bed. Even though they were servant, but a ge'er was different from a man after all, so h3 couldn't mess with these human relations rules.

    "By the way, what are your names before?"

    The man said, "It's enough for Fulang to give us a name."

    Xu He thought about it, since both of them moved to a new place, they could no longer use their old names.

    "Then you are called Wuzi, and the ge'er is called Wenzi."

     "Thank you fulang to give us the name." The two servants thanked Xu He together, and respectfully followed him to look around the house.

    Xu He took out the quilt and some old utensils from the old house, these things could be used by the two servants. After getting acquainted, Xiao Wu would go to the tea shed to guard it, even so he also needed to prepare a place for him to live in the house, which was more convenient.

     "Is it settled?"

     When Zhang Fangyuan came back, he went to the room to tease the two children. He didn't know if the two children woke up naturally, or were woken up by the big daddy.

    The four eyes stared at Zhang Fangyuan from left to right, Ruili sucked his fingers like there was sweetness in them, and Ruijin stared straight at his old man's chin, as if he was looking at how many new stubbles had grown.

   "I have asked the two of them to clean up their own room, so is it okay for me to give them the name with characters Wen and Wu?"
[文武 wén wǔ: civil and military]

     "There's nothing wrong with that."

     Xu He took a sip of tea and saw Zhang Fangyuan who was holding the two children on both sides: "Are you not feeling sore from holding them with both your hands like this, let me hug one."

    "These two guys are only a little heavier, and I can still carry two more with one hand."

    Zhang Fangyuan looked at the two cubs from left to right. As they were getting older, he found that their bodies were getting heavier day by day, and the older they were, the whiter. They were chubby and good looking, and it was really not in vain to feed both of them with goat milk and breast milk.

    "It's getting late, you take care of the child and I'll go to cook. Xiao'e will come back from the school and have a meal after a while." The little girl was obedient and sensible. Every time when Xu He was the only one at home, she would come back to help him cook or take care of the two children. Now that there were more people at home, he didn't have to be so busy with the little girl.

    Zhang Fangyuan still wanted to hug the two children, but when he was about to tell him to go, Wu Zi said outside the door: "Master, fulang, there is a guest outside."

    "Who is it?"

    "It's the village chief."

    Zhang Fangyuan frowned, and Xu He took the children.

     "The village chief doesn't even let me to kiss the children."

     "Go quickly."

     Zhang Fangyuan walked outside and asked Wuzi, "Have you tidied up your room?"

    "Yes."

     Zhang Fangyuan responded: "Go and make a pot of tea."

     "Fangyuan, why did a black man come to your house, he looks  unfamiliar, I thought I went to the wrong house when I opened the courtyard door."

     The village chief muttered when he saw Zhang Fangyuan.

    Zhang Fangyuan smiled and said: " I brought back two servants from the city, let them help with some small things in the house."

    The village chief couldn't help but clicked his tongue. In a blink of an eye, Zhang Fangyuan bought servants and raised two more people at once: "You are now a landlord."

     "The village chief, don't make jokes. What kind of landlord I am with my two acres of land?"

    Zhang Fangyuan led the village chief into the middle hall to talk. Wuzi came while bringing the tea as soon as the village chief's butt touched the bench, and the village chief couldn't help but look at Wuzi up and down while receiving the tea, his eyes were full of envy. Even though it was in someone else's house, he also enjoyed the feeling of being a master for a while.

    Although the status of being a merchant was a bit low, but life was really comfortable.

     "Village Chief, about what I said before, has it progressed?"

     Zhang Fangyuan looked at the old man who kept looking at Wuzi, he knew that the villagers were envious of someone serving at home, but what he didn't know was that the old man had other hobbies.

    The village chief came back to his senses: "That's exactly what I want to discuss with you. I went back and thought about what you said all night. You said the villagers should grow more mulberry trees and dig some fish ponds, I think it’s okay and I can talk to the villagers. After all, they are all the things that can be exchanged for money. However you said that the vegetable fields should be organized orderly to grow vegetables. If the boundary (of the field) is broken, the villagers probably won't agree."

    "Let's hold a meeting first to talk about this matter. If everyone agrees, everything will be fine. If someone doesn't agree, then take a step back."

     The village chief nodded: "That's fine."

    “What about Tangjia village?”

    The village chief took a sip of tea, when he heard the words he put down the cup and then snorted coldly: "I went to Tangjiaba in the morning, contrary to what I might expect, before I could say anything, it turned out they have already borrowed the east wind (spring breeze) from Hongshi Village. Even the illiterate villagers also chanted sour words like "the east garden carries wine and the west garden gets drunk, pick all the loquats and a tree of gold", enthusiastically promote the tourists to go to their village to pick and buy loquats, which can be eaten or picked back for making Loquat wine."

    "The people in Tangjia village transport their loquats to the official roads with baskets and carts. This year, their fruits can be sold better than in the previous years. In the previous years, they harvested their fruits and then sold them to the city, but this year, even the peddlers who went to their village to buy their fruits were ignored by them. "

    Zhang Fangyuan laughed and said: "But I don't blame the fruit farmers in Tangjia village for ignoring the fruit merchants in the city. In the past, these fruit merchants in the city went to Tangjia village to buy fruits, and the prices were extremely low. One family was higher than the other, and their airs were bigger than the county magistrate. Can the villagers not complain? Now since there are other ways, they will naturally vent their anger. "