Jonny didn't believe Robb's casualness at all.

Although he didn't dare to be rude to a priest, he couldn't help but said, "Myfather! You unfold the map like this, and use your finger to say that there is a gem mine. Is it a little bit of that..."

Robb: "Wow! You want to say that I'm talking nonsense and messing around, but I am embarrassed to say it out, so I have to replace it with the three words ‘that what’."

Jonny looked embarrassed and didn't know how to make the connection.

At this time Lilian stood up: "Uncle Jonny, my master is very powerful. He has the favor of the gods. He said there are gem mines there, I think there must be."

The little maid's expression looked firm!

However, this is not enough to convince a group of old miners that Robb’s "nonsense", Jonny had to smile wryly: "Okay, okay, I just believe it."

The so-called cannibal mouth is short, and the hand is soft.

Johnny and the dozens of refugees who came from Stone Canyon now rely on Robb’s church to send potatoes to live, and he has no right to object. Robb asks him to dig, and he can only dig. This is actually not a belief or belief. The question is a question that you can only do, believe it or not.

Being suspected, Robb was not angry, and asked Lilian to prepare some tools and hand them to Jonny and the miners who came from Rough Stone Canyon, so that they could mine tomorrow.

The miners and stones have made arrangements, but half of the dozens of people who escaped this time were farmers, and they still had something to say.

The farmers gathered around Robb and said pitifully, "Father, you just arranged for us to live in Xifeng Town and grow sugar beets for a living. We are very grateful to you. However, it is only at the end of August. It will take the spring of next year to grow sugar beets. Beet is a plant that needs to be sown in spring, blooms from May to June, and bears fruit in July... How can we live from now to the beginning of spring next year? We can’t always eat yours, use yours, do you have any other plans? , Let us maintain our lives first?"

"Oh? That's a problem. I don't like dozens of people living in my house from summer to next spring." Robb put his chin in one hand and said, "Well, before next spring comes, you guys temporarily Plant potatoes first. The end of August is the season for planting potatoes. I will give you a batch of potatoes for planting. Before the potatoes are mature, you will work for me. The job content is to help me harvest beets and process them. By next spring, you will grow your own beets."

"Huh?" The farmers were a little confused: "We know how to grow potatoes. But we don't understand how to harvest and process beets for you. Where can the beets be harvested?"

Robb smiled and said, "Isn't it easy to get beets? I'll start planting now!"

A farmer immediately stood up: "Father, we just told you that it is not appropriate to plant beets in this season. The beet seeds in your hand should be harvested last month, and you will have to wait until next spring for planting. That’s more appropriate. If we can grow beets now, we won’t have to surround you for help."

Lilian hurried over and explained in a low voice: "My master grows crops regardless of the solar terms, and just depends on the grace of God."

The farmer looked dumbfounded: "What the hell?"

"Well, you won't understand if I tell you now." Lilian said, "Anyway, I will understand soon."

Robb took out the beet seeds that three adventurers brought back to him last time.

These beet seeds have been taken back for several days, but Robb has been lazy and too lazy to sow, but on the one hand, the desire to eat sugar eventually defeated the lazy cells in the body, so he had to get up and plant beets.

The second aspect is that he really doesn't like a group of people staying in his own home, and if he doesn't find something to do for these people to settle down and start a business, he feels that life is not happy anymore.

Therefore, if people are floating in the arena, how can they not suffer the knife, and want to be lazy forever is a false proposition, unless you can desperately cut all the troubles in the world, not be moved by any foreign objects, not by anything People are trapped, selfish and selfish, but then you are also equivalent to cutting off all social interaction.

People are a group of animals, cut off the social life and still live a feather.

Only the protagonists of cultivation novels can do despair, but those protagonists are not living people at all, they are all immortals. Don’t the immortals often say: “Do not stop Laozi from cultivating immortals because of the flood outside.”

Robb didn't want to live like a god.

The farmers watched Robb come to the edge of the field, planting beet seeds into the field one by one.

Now the church has two plots, one on the hillside with a relatively large area, and one in the church yard with a relatively small area.

These two fields have been used to grow a wave of potatoes, and they have collected tens of thousands of catties. Robb, the lazy guy, only received a wave of enough to eat, so he was too lazy to grow a second wave, leaving the two fields vacant. .

But now, to let the farmers in these rough canyons have work, I have to work hard again.

The farmers saw him planting seeds into the field with a very lame method, then took a water bottle symbolically to pour the water, patted his buttocks and returned to the stone chair. He collapsed as soon as he softened, and his mouth was still weak. Complained: "I'm exhausted, and farming is really hard."

The farmers didn't know how to complain, so they stared at him awkwardly.

"What do you look at?" Robb said, "Go to the hillside and find a place to build a house. If you don't know how to build a house, go to the carpenters from Baihua Town and pay them for help. As for the payment, you should write it down to me. Come on, when you help me harvest the beets tomorrow, I will pay you wages, and I can pay the people in Baihua Town. In addition, you have to open up wasteland, plant potatoes, and work quickly. Don’t waste precious things here. Time. By the way, this time tomorrow, remember to come to me and help me harvest beets, and then I will teach you how to make sugar."

"Huh? Harvest tomorrow?"

"Sugar?"

The farmers looked dumbfounded, and Robb didn't bother to explain, and said to Lilian: "These are your fellow villagers, you are responsible for explaining, OK, I was exhausted just now, so I have to take a good rest."

He lay down on the stone chair, wanted to turn on the ceiling fan, but suddenly realized that the ceiling fan had fallen apart, so he had to face the magic container and release the wind magic to blow the air. The wind blown by the magic is really soulless and makes people feel at all. When it's uncomfortable, it seems that I still have to call the blacksmith back and reassemble a fan...

Well, forget it, just barely use the magic container now.

Close your eyes, you can hear the yelling of Zhi Zhi in the mountains and forests, and you can hear Lilian whispering to the farmers to explain "the miracle of harvesting crops overnight", and the miners are whispering to each other. I doubt that I can't dig into a gem mine... These noises are not annoying, they have a taste of life.

Life in Westwind is actually very good, worthy of Robb's effort to defend!