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Upon arriving at the west end of the village, Yang Zhenshan called over the heads of the household tenants who were busy with soil clod work.
"Old Man Fu, from now on, you will manage these four families. I will entrust you with the ox, which will be used for plowing on a rotational basis,"
Yang Zhenshan said to a hunchbacked old man.
"Rest assured, my lord, this old man will certainly take good care of the ox," the old man's face beamed with a gratifying smile as he spoke.
My lord!
A twitch flickered in the corner of Yang Zhenshan's eye; he had also become a lord!
He felt somewhat uncomfortable with this address.
However, he also understood there were some things he must get used to.
Ascending from the peasant class to the exploiting class, he had no choice but to adapt.
Currently, he was only facing tenants, but in the future, he would encounter servants as the Yang family grew in strength - it was inevitable that servants would enter the Yang family.
