Born into a farm family, I became rich by pressuring my parents.

"Why do I not believe it so much?"

Although the family is no longer poor, and they have several businesses that can sell for more than ten taels of silver every month, and they have experienced the days of picking white fungus from the mountains last winter, which was like picking up money, Bai Shi still has a feeling that is like a dream. sense of illusion.

After all, the money hadn't really been obtained yet, so Bai, the most excited person in the family, gradually calmed down.

No matter how much you want, you have to work, and you can't do it if you don't calm down. The time set in the contract is to start delivery in batches in April, and now there are only a few days until April.

Jiang Mingshun was busy looking for suitable slaves - in order to keep the secret as much as possible, he finally decided that he could not hire people from outside. The slaves who signed the contract of sale were obviously more reliable.

Lu Ertie is still responsible for taking care of the Tremella species. The money generated from the cultivation is money. Even if it is shipped to other places for sale, it is still a good business to make money.

Although he was doing the same things as last month, Lu Ertie felt more and more uneasy. He vaguely noticed that Jiang Mingshun's initial thoughts were different now.

But he got this job because he needed someone to grow Tremella fuciformis. Currently, he could only grow Tremella fuciformis in one room. Jiang Mingshun could do it all by himself, so why was he needed?

This uneasiness reached its peak when Jiang Mingshun brought back two men in their forties.

Lu Ertie knocked on the door of the main room for the first time when Jiang Mingshun didn't look for him.

It was a strange man with a short head and dark skin who came to open the door.

"Ming..." Lu Ertie held back his words as he was full of words.

Jiang Mingshun was sitting on the main seat. Seeing Lu Ertie come in, he raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Ertie, why are you here? But what happened in the planting house?"

"No, no," Lu Ertie waved his hands quickly. Seeing the five people in the room looking at him, his face, which had become a lot whiter in the past month, turned red and hesitantly said: " No, it’s okay…”

"You guys are busy first, we'll talk later." He turned around and left.

He obviously didn't seem to be okay. Jiang Mingshun knew who he was. If it wasn't for something urgent, he wouldn't have come to him so rashly.

Worried that something had happened to Lu Ertie's family, Jiang Mingshun quickly stopped him: "Wait, don't leave yet. We are not outsiders. If you have something to say, just tell us."

Seeing Lu Ertie stop and glance unnaturally at the two newly purchased slaves, Jiang Mingshun waved his hand: "You two go out first and wait in the yard for a while."

"When I'm done here, I'll take you two to someone else's house."

The two of them left obediently and closed the door behind them.

With only familiar people left in the room, Lu Ertie finally relaxed a lot. He moved his hands and feet and felt that the sense of urgency pressing on him had dissipated a little.

Seeing Jiang Mingshun's worried eyes, Lu Ertie's heart trembled, and heat rose around his eyes. He gritted his teeth and simply said: "You don't need me for the job of planting white fungus?"

"Mingshun, if we have enough people, you don't have to hide it from me because of our previous friendship."

Jiang Mingshun was still guessing in his mind what happened to Lu Ertie's family. He thought about natural disasters and man-made disasters, and was ready to borrow money. Who knew that what Lu Ertie was about to say had nothing to do with that.

Jiang Mingshun, whose mind was in knots, was stunned for a long time, and then blurted out: "How could it be possible? Who told you?"

There were only a few people in the family, and Yu Niang never cared about them. Jiang Mingshun turned to look at Bai, his eyes indicating: Did you tell him?

Bai quickly denied: "I didn't say, I'm busy from morning to night these days."

"I wish I could save all my sleeping time to make bacteria bags. I haven't seen Ertie for several days."

Lu Ertie knew this well and never went near the house where they made mushroom bags, for fear of seeing something he shouldn't have seen.I have become more cautious these days after I sense something is wrong.

What's more, there are great defenses between men and women. Not to mention Bai, an adult woman, even Jiang Jinyu hasn't seen Lu Ertie for several days.

"No one told me," Lu Ertie was worried that Jiang Mingshun would misunderstand, so he quickly explained: "I thought of it myself."

He glanced at the door, which was the direction the two men left, and hesitated: "Didn't you already find someone good?"

He knew that these were Jiang Mingshun's new slaves, and he felt that he had no advantage over these people who sold themselves to the Jiang family.

He is said to be young and strong, but what he does is not a physically demanding job. He can do it if his hands and feet are healthy.

The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became. Lu Ertie looked at Jiang Mingshun and said, "I know it's not appropriate for me to do such confidential matters."

He believes that Jiang Mingshun trusts him, but does the drug store that wants to cooperate with the Jiang family trust him?

Lu Ertie thought to himself that if it were him, he wouldn't trust a stranger, so he should change his mind.

Jiang Mingshun looked dumbfounded at the determination on Lu Ertie's face, as if he could pack up his things and leave immediately, and said helplessly: "Who said I asked those two people to plant white fungus?"

"They are making fungus bags!"

Recalling that he had been so busy these days, Jiang Ming briefly told Lu Ertie about the deal he had made with Master Wei.

Omitting the details, it only takes a few sentences.

After he finished speaking, he added: "So, Ertie, you just keep doing your job, and we will still sell this Tremella fuciformis."

"Just another way."

Lu Ertie was stunned as Jiang Mingshun's words penetrated his eardrums word by word and entered his head. It took him half a moment to form a meaningful sentence.

Lu Ertie's face suddenly turned red when he suddenly reacted, and he froze in place at a loss.

He thought in annoyance, was he trying to find out other people's secrets?

Feeling more and more that he had gone overboard, Lu Ertie lowered his head and did not dare to look at Jiang Mingshun. His voice was like a mosquito, no longer as loud as usual: "It's all my fault."

"From now on, I will just mind my own business and not think too much about it."

Jiang Mingshun smiled, walked to Lu Ertie, and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, it's all a misunderstanding."

"Just go do your own thing first."

Lu Ertie walked out in a hurry, and after walking more than ten meters away, he looked back at the door of the main room. He raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking that he would never come to this house again.

Jiang Jinyu saw Lu Ertie walking a few steps away before taking a few steps forward and closing the door.

She just looked at him coldly and realized that Lu Ertie was indeed a good "employee". He was responsible and worked hard. He also had a scale in his heart and knew what should and shouldn't be done.

But after all, he and Jiang Mingshun used to be equal friends, but now they suddenly have an additional layer of employment relationship, and sometimes they can't change it for a while.

Even if you pay attention to it, some subconscious reactions still expose this problem. The simplest metaphor is, will any employee knock on the boss's door just for their own business, regardless of the boss having a small meeting with other employees?
Aren't you afraid of delaying the boss's serious business?