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Clearing wasteland, planting crops, and building fences all required workers. After finalizing the land deal, Liu Lao Da began recruiting laborers in Peach Blossom Village.

It was the idle season for agriculture, and the village had an abundance of one thing: people.

Despite Liu Lao Da’s poor reputation, many people still flocked to him.

Especially those young lads who used to hang around with the Hall brothers, they swarmed over like sharks that smelled blood.

A few who considered themselves close to Liu Lao Da even wanted to be foremen, looking to make a quick buck.

If it were Liu Lao Da’s own business, he might have turned a blind eye.

But this business belonged to Greg Jensen, so coming over asking for money to spend was akin to seeking death, wasn’t it?

Besides, Greg Jensen already had people lined up for these important positions.

Did you really think you, a nobody, would stand a chance?

Liu Lao Da cursed the man out and told him to beat it, then went to find Greg Jensen with a headache.

In the herbal plantation, there definitely needed to be two supervisors. Greg

Jensen planned to have two distant cousins take those roles.

There’s a saying that goes, “The best fertilizer is under your own feet.”

Without having to leave home, while still able to take care of the family farm and loved ones, a monthly salary of fifteen hundred meant eighteen thousand a year.

In a poor place like Peach Blossom Village, more than ten thousand a year was no small sum.

And without leaving home, where else could you find such a good job?

However, Liu Lao Da’s reputation was so bad, and since the Hall brothers bore a grudge against the Jensen family, he was turned away before he even entered the door when he tried to recruit the two cousins.

They even threw out a sentence: “Jensen folks have integrity, better to starve than to eat your scraps.”

When Greg Jensen heard about it, he couldn’t help but feel a mix of amusement and exasperation.

It’s all your own family’s business, what are you talking about integrity at this time for?

Actually, it wasn’t their fault. After all, the two cousins didn’t know that Greg Jensen was the boss.

“Mr. Jensen, I’ve said all the nice words I could, but I really can’t convince them to come. Perhaps… you could think of a solution?”

Liu Lao Da was also somewhat frustrated; in the past, had those kids dared to talk to him like that, he would have slapped them across the face.

Now, however, not only could he not slap them, he had to plaster on a smile instead.

Greg Jensen looked at his frustrated expression and found it amusing. He asked, “What about the skills you had before? Why not use a little of that now?” “The skills I had before?”

Liu Lao Da realized what he meant and said with an awkward smile, “Didn’t you tell me not to use those methods anymore?”

Greg Jensen gave him a speechless look, “I didn’t tell you to actually use them, just to scare them a bit.”

“Just to scare them a bit…”

Liu Lao Da’s eyes lit up, “I understand now. I’ll get on it right away.”

Kamden Jensen and Seth Jensen, two brothers, had just finished irrigating the cornfield and were discussing the matter as they walked back.

“Bro, why don’t we also follow Uncle’s lead and grow vegetables? It looks like they make a good earning every year from that.”

“That’s fine, but it means we can’t plant winter wheat. It’s a pity to leave the land barren in winter.”

After thinking for a moment, Seth Jensen said, “How about we build a greenhouse for vegetables?”

“How much would that cost, do you have the capital for it?”

Kamden Jensen glared at his brother and pondered for a while, “Let me ask

Uncle about it, see what’s the best way to handle this.”

“Hmm.”

Seth Jensen nodded and then asked, “Big bro, did that bastard Liu Lao Da come looking for you?”

“He did, offering fifteen hundred a month. Would he really be so kind?”

Kamden Jensen curled his lip in disdain, “He’s trying to fool some ghost. Does he really think I’m that dumb? If it’s such a good deal, why wouldn’t he keep it for the Hall family? How could it fall into our hands?”

Seth Jensen, fully agreeing, said, “Exactly. It all sounds good now, offering fifteen hundred a month, but who knows what kind of trap they might set for us.”

As they were talking, suddenly a group of more than ten people ran toward them, each holding a stick.

Before the brothers could react, they were surrounded.

After a moment, Hall Family’s eldest walked through the crowd and came in.

His gaze was icy as he looked at the two brothers and said coldly, “You two are really full of yourselves now, aren’t you? Do 1 need to personally bring people here to invite you?”

1 he brothers were astonished to see so many people had come.

1 hey thought it was just a job, after all, and even if they didn’t go, Hall Family’s eldest shouldn’t make things too difficult for them.

They didn’t expect that just by refusing in the morning, Hall Family’s eldest would come with a group in the afternoon.

Is it just about going to work?

Is it necessary?

Kamden Jensen felt somewhat panicked inside, but he didn’t want to show weakness, so he still forced himself to say, “Hall Family’s eldest, don’t go too far!”

“Too far? I have ways far worse than this. Do you want to try them?”

“You…”

Hall Family’s eldest sneered, “Today is just a warning. If 1 don’t see you two on the west side of the village on that wasteland by tomorrow morning, I’ll personally visit your home to invite you.

If by then the old folks or kids get hurt, well, that’s not on me.”

“You wouldn’t dare!”

The brothers were instantly infuriated, their eyes seeming to shoot flames.

Hall Family’s eldest held his stick, sneering, “Think carefully about what happened to Greg Jensen’s house.”

After saying that, he looked at the brothers mockingly, then left with his group.

The brothers ground their teeth in helpless fury, watching Hall Family’s eldest’s retreating figure, wishing they could tear him apart.

But thinking of their parents, wives, and children at home, they immediately felt dejected again.

“Big brother, what do we do now?”

“What else can we do? Let’s go check out the wasteland to the west of the village tomorrow.”

Kamden Jensen walked forward, disheartened.

Early the next morning, nearly a hundred people arrived at the wasteland on the west side of the village, each carrying farming tools like shovels and hoes. They were a bit early, Hall Family’s eldest hadn’t even arrived yet, so they formed small groups and chatted.

When someone noticed that Greg Jensen had also arrived, holding a stone and engraving something on it, he joked:

‘Yo, isn’t this the dimwit Greg? You’re here to make money too?”

Greg Jensen was sitting on a stone by the road, holding a sharpened engraving knife, etching strange lines into the rock.

Hearing the villager’s question, he lifted his head, nodded with a silly smile.

“Yep, malting money.”

“Ha-ha, even the dimwit is out to make money.”

“Dead! You didn’t even bring something to eat. How are you going to make money?”

The crowd burst into laughter, and even people further away started laughing when they saw Greg Jensen.

The person who had spoken earlier took a look at the stone in Greg Jensen’s hand and mocked, “Yo, dimwit Greg, what are you carving there?”

“A dimwit is just different from normal people.”

The crowd burst into laughter again, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

In their eyes, Greg Jensen was their source of amusement, someone to joke about when they were feeling down.

Greg Jensen’s expression turned cold, his brow furrowed.

“Yo, is the dimwit getting mad?”

“Ha-ha, I’ve never seen a dimwit angry before.”

The same person asked again, “What is this thing anyway?”

The crowd looked at Greg Jensen with smiling faces, waiting to mock him.

Greg Jensen’s mouth curled into a mocking smile, pointing at the crowd he said, “It’s your dad, and your dad, and all of your dads. Whoever laughs is the one’s dad..”