He thought that it was Jiang Yunhe next door, but after opening the door, the person who appeared at the door was rather surprising.
"Butler Wang, please come in. Young Master is eating. Please wait a moment." Akimi smiled.
The person who suddenly came to look for Song Ankang at night was actually Chaoyun Manor's butler, Wang Yuliang. He was also the second-in-command of Chaoyun Manor. He had basically taken over Song Ankang.
If not for the fact that the theft of the warehouse had greatly increased Song Ankang's prestige in Chaoyun Manor and helped him obtain an extremely important position as the manager of the warehouse, it was likely that Song Ankang still had no possibility of interfering in the affairs of Chaoyun Manor. Wang Yuliang would not have come to look for him tonight.
"Greetings, Manor Lord. I'm sorry for disturbing your meal."
Wang Yuliang had a square face and a broad forehead. His figure was a little thin, and his eyes were bright. The expression on his face was as calm as water, and he was very polite.
Song Ankang pointed to a nearby stone bench. "Butler Wang, sit down for a moment. We'll talk about other things after I'm done eating."
"Okay." Wang Yuliang nodded and waited quietly for Song Ankang to finish eating. There was no impatience on his face.
Song Ankang was also very calm. He took his time to enjoy the food made by Qiu Shi, nodding and praising from time to time.
Qiu Shi's culinary skills were especially good. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was the best in Chaoyun Manor. Even on Earth, Qiu Shi's culinary skills could probably reach the special level.
Qiu Shi blinked her bright eyes at Song Ankang's sudden slowing down. She quickly understood his thoughts and slowed down with a smile.
In fact, Wang Yuliang should have visited Song Ankang long ago, but it had been delayed until now. The reason was self-evident.
He did not think highly of the manor master, Song Ankang, but he had saved everyone in the warehouse theft case and decisively taken away the important position of manager of the warehouse.
This also surprised Wang Yuliang. He began to take this new manor master seriously, but he was still far from being convinced. At this moment, he was a little worried about whether Song Ankang would agree to his next request.
If Song Ankang made a fuss about this matter because of his previous attitude, Wang Yuliang would be in a difficult position. From Song Ankang's current attitude, it was obvious that he had a lot of opinions about him.
After finally waiting for Song Ankang to finish his meal, Wang Yuliang lowered his posture and looked at Song Ankang. "Manor Lord, I came here tonight because I have something very important to ask of you."
"Go ahead." Song Ankang did not ask Qiu Shi to make tea, but Qiu Shi still made a cup of tea for Song Ankang and did not make a cup for Wang Yuliang.
Song Ankang had already used his actions to express his dissatisfaction with Wang Yuliang. Wang Yuliang naturally understood this.
However, after thinking for a moment, Wang Yuliang still said in a serious tone, "There has been a drought this year, and it hasn't rained yet. It's already destined that the farmstead will suffer a huge decrease in production. If we don't have the remaining food and medicinal herbs from last year, I'm afraid we won't even be able to pay taxes."
"However, even if we can pay the taxes and deduct what the farmers left behind, there won't even be half of it left. It definitely won't be enough for the farmers to live."
"Therefore, I want to ask you to allow all the tenants to take half a day out every day to pick all kinds of leaves and wild vegetables and store them for winter. This way, our farmers can have fewer deaths this year."
"Is it already that serious?" Song Ankang frowned and looked at Wang Yuliang.
Wang Yuliang nodded. "It's more serious than we thought. Our farm still has the foundation left from last year's harvest, so it's relatively better. The surrounding villages are even worse."
"Moreover, the range of the drought this time is very wide, and the merfolk have also been greatly affected. In order to tide over the difficulties this year, the merfolk battlefront might be even more tragic. In order to win the war at the front line and possibly raise taxes, we have to make preparations early."
"In that case, let's do as you say." Song Ankang nodded and said, "There are also many trees and weeds in the manor. Let's see which ones are edible and store them together."
"Even though our Chaoyun Manor is safer than some villages, there are also demons and ghosts around. To be safe, when the tenants leave the farmstead to pick leaves, weeds, and wild vegetables, we can send a certain number of farmstead guards to protect them."
"This…" Song Ankang's words stunned Wang Yuliang. He didn't expect Song Ankang to agree so readily and was even willing to send guards from the farmstead to protect these tenants.
Wang Yuliang, who was already prepared to argue, found it difficult to adapt. He looked at Song Ankang in a daze.
Song Ankang smiled and said, "Butler Wang, do you think I won't agree? Or do you think I'm narrow-minded and will ignore the lives of the farmers just because you did something wrong?"
"I wouldn't dare." Wang Yuliang lowered his head in shame and bowed to Song Ankang. "I was being petty. Please forgive me for my negligence. Nothing like this will happen again. At the same time, thank you for taking care of the tenants."
Song Ankang waved his hand. "You shouldn't thank me. I'm the head of Chaoyun Manor. It's my duty to take care of these tenants. I'll leave this matter to you. Don't let anything happen to them."
"Don't worry, Master. I'll handle this matter well." Wang Yuliang nodded seriously.
After Wang Yuliang left, Qiu Shi looked at Song Ankang with bright eyes. "Young Master, they all say that you don't know anything about farming or medicinal herbs. You definitely can't manage such a big farm well."
"But in my opinion, you're the most intelligent person in the farmstead. Under your lead, our Chaoyun Manor will definitely be able to survive."
Song Ankang pinched her fair face. "Stop flattering me and prepare some silver for me. We're going to Tongxin Town tomorrow to deal with some important matters."
"Is it something important? What is it?" Qiu Shi asked curiously.
Song Ankang smiled. "You'll know tomorrow. There's no need to rush. I'll go cultivate first."
"Young master, be careful. Don't take too many pills. Otherwise, it will affect your foundation and your body." Seeing that Song Ankang was impatiently walking towards the training room, Qiu Shi couldn't help but remind him.
Song Ankang waved his hand. "Don't worry, I know. Don't worry."
With the Fate-Defying Heaven Manual, how could Song Ankang worry about these side effects? On the contrary, the greater the side effects, the more he liked them, because this way, he could absorb more side effects to increase his overall strength.
When they arrived at the training room, Song Ankang first threw two Internal Injury Fists, then endured the pain and began to cultivate. At the same time, he waited for the feedback of the side effects so that he could welcome another wave of improvement.