This question was answered on the very second page of the book titled 100 Draws Upon Logging In.
1. When it does not handle well, just give it a beating;
2. If you pull hard, cotton will come out;
3. They are all very cheap.
"What the hell?"
Amidst his shock, Yang Genshuo pondered for a moment and felt it actually made a good deal of sense.
"No, using this book as a guide for family development is a bit too absurd!"
He did not know how to express the vast ocean of complaints welling up in his heart.
Meanwhile, seeing that the ancestor had no instructions, Yang Shi proceeded to handle matters on his own.
"Why are these three not farming properly?"
"These three black ghosts were slacking off. They ran off to catch voles right in the middle of work and I caught them! Look!"
Huzi hauled a massive vole out of a burlap sack, and it was as big as an adult pug!
Fat and large, its fur was even glossy.
At first glance it looked like a sable, but upon closer inspection, those shifty, rat-like features clearly belonged to an oversized field mouse.
"How can there be such a huge vole?" Yang Shi was somewhat surprised. During his twelve years of wandering as a beggar, he had traveled through many cities and caught numerous field mice, but he had never seen one this big.
Passersby on the road saw such a large vole and were exceptionally astonished, involuntarily distancing themselves a bit from Huzi.
Huzi scratched his head.
"The black ghosts said there are several voles this big in our fields. They went to catch them to eliminate the pests and incidentally have a delicious meal."
"In that case, it is forgivable. Let me see how this situation should be punished."
Seeing that Book of Demons, the three dark-skinned fellows shuddered violently as if they had just laid eyes on their nemesis, yet upon hearing the word "forgivable," their hearts relaxed just a fraction.
They all knew that Master Yang was a well-known philanthropist in Bluestone County and presumably would not give them a hard time the way this vicious hound Huzi did.
"Ah, found it. When a black ghost uses other excuses to quibble about not working, regardless of whether the excuse is valid or not, administer double lashes with the whip."
The three black ghosts: "!!!"
"Hehehe~" Huzi broke into a grin. The present Huzi was different from the beggar of half a year ago who relied on handouts; his body had developed rapidly and he had grown much sturdier, especially with a leather whip tucked around his waist—a true image of a malicious servant.
Just as he picked up the whip to lash them, a melodious female voice drifted out from the teahouse.
"Wait a moment!"
Having blossomed into a poised and graceful young maiden over the past six months, Jiang Xiaobai walked out. Fair and tender, she looked just like a jade maiden stepping out of a painting, causing the teahouse patrons upstairs to involuntarily follow her with their gazes as she looked out the window.
Standing just 1.5 meters tall, she appeared petite and cute next to the 1.8-meter-tall Yang Shi, resembling a little potato.
Pointing at the three black ghosts crawling on the ground, she said, "Master Yang is kind-hearted and cannot bear to watch this."
The three black ghosts instantly regained a glimmer of hope, looking at Jiang Xiaobai with faces full of gratitude.
"Drag them out of Master Yang's sight before you beat them."
The three black ghosts: "!!!"
"Alrighty~ I will drag them to our manor to beat them, just to let the other black ghosts see that the food of our Yang family is not eaten for free! Cheap hides, if you don't whip them for a day they won't be able to work!"
Huzi dragged the three wailing black ghosts away, hauling three at once with effortless ease.
Yang Genshuo watched the scene below, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.
Although his entire exterior appeared yellow, his heart was red inside, and he had never intended to do anything shady.
Feeling as though the ancestor was observing him, Yang Shi walked over to the teahouse backyard to explain after finishing up.
"Old Ancestor, these black ghosts are tribal barbarians from outside Bluestone County. Their civilization is very low; they are physically robust yet fond of ease and averse to work. They frequently intercept passersby to demand money, and stealing from villages is a common occurrence. The common folk around Bluestone County suffer deeply from their nuisance, so I led men to capture these people one by one. Managing them according to the method of 100 Draws Upon Logging In that you provided has indeed had miraculous efficacy!"
"Not only can they sow and harvest for our Yang Family Manor, but it has also reformed their ideology. They no longer plague the countryside and exchange labor for food."
"However, just as the book says, a black ghost's nature is hard to alter; the moment you speak kindly to them, they immediately revert to their true colors. Therefore, I had Huzi teach them a thorough lesson, giving them a daily lash to ensure the manor can function properly."
Yang Genshuo: "——"
You have to admit, from a certain perspective, Yang Shi was still doing a good deed.
"Forget it. Overall, Yang Shi has also fulfilled my request and is further strengthening the foundation of the Yang family. Although the method differs somewhat from what I anticipated, the... result is also good."
Glancing at the time, it was already one o'clock in the morning. He had slept for a full twelve hours, and half a year had passed in Yang Shi's world.
He dragged the historical messages on the right to review the events of the past half-year, which primarily consisted of these two major developments.
Year 1, Day 2: Yang Shi took Huzi in from among the beggars to serve him. Huzi was deeply grateful and begged Yang Shi to bestow a surname upon him, naming him Yang Hu.
Year 1, Day 20: Yang Shi sold a box of Alpenliebe Candy and a box of chocolates to the Treasured Goods Pavilion, exchanging them for a large sum of wealth.
Year 1, Day 21: Yang Shi purchased a restaurant and a hundred mu of fertile land.
Year 1, Day 60: Yang Shi and Yang Hu recruited martial artists to capture the black ghosts plaguing the countryside and drove them to the Yang Family Manor. Utilizing the seed reserves in the safe house, they cultivated a hundred mu of fertile land, and the black ghosts seemed exceptionally adept at sowing cotton, mastering it without a teacher.
Yang Hu became the manager of the Yang Family Manor.
Year 1, Day 95: Yang's Board Game Teahouse opened for business, engaging a storytelling artist within the teahouse to recount Romance of the Three Kingdoms. This drew a massive audience, while the signature Immortal Drifting Milk Tea became synonymous with Bluestone's high-society ladies, supplied in limited daily quantities where a single cup was hard to obtain. The Three Kingdoms Kill board game became the absolute favorite among scholars.
Able to speak and write well, Jiang Xiaobai became the manager of the teahouse, and its turnover climbed steadily higher.
Year 1, Day 182: You used Manifestation.
"Using the seeds from my safe house... That is rather interesting."
As an authentic native of Huaguo, his safe house absolutely could not lack reserves for farming; grain seeds, vegetable seeds, and cash crop seeds were all present to facilitate his restart in an apocalyptic world.
"Farming to develop, Yang Shi is taking the royal path with this move."
In such a technologically backward world, hoarding land was exceedingly important; this was the foundation of a lineage, and Yang Genshuo also wanted to see if the Earth seeds he brought could blossom and bear fruit in this world.
A line of golden characters appeared in the air:
"Go take a look at the manor."
"Obeying the Old Ancestor's guidance."
Along the way, Yang Genshuo pondered a strange question.
"Why did Yang Shi do nothing except practice martial arts last year, acting just like a secluded hermit, yet this year the moment I uttered a single sentence about developing the lineage, he suddenly had an epiphany, pulling out one flashy trick after another, and all of them turn out quite well?"
He pondered all the way until he caught sight of Yang Shi's Mirth-Seeker trait, and he suddenly understood.
"Oh... Because my gaze suppressed his performance, and it was only after I 'went into seclusion' that he was able to release his true self."
"Interesting."
The Yang Family Manor lay north of Bluestone County, beneath the small mountain where the Yang family ancestral tombs were located.
The hundred-mu manor still looked quite magnificent, spanning the size of ten football fields.
Beneath the summer sun, all things flourished, and dark-skinned people shuttled back and forth among them, exuding an indescribable harmony.
Most of the vegetables among them had already matured and could be harvested and sold.
Some of the vegetables were varieties native to other regions, deeply adored by the masters and mistresses of wealthy households, and their prices remained ten times those of ordinary vegetables while still failing to meet demand.
Yang Genshuo nodded with satisfaction.
"Big Brother Stone! Look! I caught three more big voles; in a bit I'll roast them for you to eat!"
Huzi dragged a long rope with three massive field mice tied to it, the middle one being exceptionally colossal and practically growing to the size of a pig.
"Eh?"
Yang Genshuo, who was admiring the manor, caught sight of a bizarre scene.
That middle pig rat was emitting a faint glow.
Yet Yang Shi, Huzi, and the others could not see it at all.
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