At the western end of the village, Yang Zhengshan looked over the Tenant Farmers shaping adobe bricks, then called the head of each household over.
"Old Man Fu, from now on, you'll manage the four households. I'll entrust the ox to you to raise, and you'll take turns using it during plowing season."
Yang Zhengshan spoke to a hunched old man.
"Rest assured, Master. This old fellow will definitely raise the ox strong and sturdy." Old Man Fu said with a beaming old face.
Master!
The corner of Yang Zhengshan's eye twitched slightly. So he was a master now!
He felt somewhat unaccustomed to the title.
But he also understood that there were things he had to get used to.
He had risen from the farming class to the exploiting class. Whether he wanted to adapt or not, he had no choice.
Right now, he only dealt with Tenant Farmers. In the future, he would also have Servants. As the Yang Family grew stronger, Servants would certainly enter the household.
"This is my eldest son. He'll be in charge of the fields from now on. If you have any matters, just go to him!" Yang Zhengshan introduced Yang Mingcheng to the four tenant farmer families.
Among the three brothers, Yang Mingcheng was the best at farming.
To be honest, having Yang Mingcheng handle farming matters now was somewhat beneath his talents. After all, Yang Mingcheng was already a Martial Artist.
But Yang Zhengshan had his own considerations.
In this world, seniority came first, and legitimate and illegitimate birth were clearly distinguished.
There were no illegitimate sons or anything of the sort in the Yang Family, but seniority still had to be observed.
While Yang Zhengshan was around, the Yang Family naturally followed his lead. But if Yang Zhengshan were absent,