"Then, Steward Zhou, do you think I'm suitable?" He straightened his back and looked at Zhou Cang nervously.
Everyone used to envy his large family, but now, with a famine, he has so many more mouths to feed than other families, he doesn't know whether he should be happy or not.
Many people were tempted again, but if they did the work, they could easily explain it to the authorities when they were questioned.
Thinking of their wives, children, and elderly mothers at home, many people gritted their teeth and made up their minds.
“Manager Zhou, I’d also like to sign up. You see, I’m strong, and I’ll definitely be fast and good at farm work.”
"Steward Zhou, and this humble servant..."
"Tch, that sounds nice, but they're still just shady robbers." In the midst of the lively atmosphere, a discordant voice rang out, not too loud, but loud enough for everyone to hear.
They looked toward the source of the sound and saw a middle-aged man dressed in burlap clothes. His face resembled Zhou Cang's by about 70-80%, but he was a bit older. At that moment, he was looking at them with a mocking expression.
The people fell silent and turned to look at Zhou Cang.
"It's you!" Zhou Cang's smiling expression turned gloomy, and his chest heaved violently, as if he was desperately suppressing something.
"What are you doing here? Don't even believe you're looking for work."
“We need to find work, but…” The man walked over and circled Zhou Cang, clicking his tongue, “but it won’t be here with you.”
"Fellow villagers," he shouted to all the people, "Don't be fooled by this bastard who has a mother but no mother to raise him. He calls himself a hero of the greenwood, but he's just a bandit who only knows how to rob and steal."
“This Zhou Cang has been a master liar since he was a child. I’m his own brother, so I know him best. That wicked woman surnamed Luo must have promised him some benefits to trick you into working.”
"When the time comes, once you sign the contract, you won't have a say in what you do. Who knows what they'll make you do? At best, they might just sell you to make money; at worst, you might be slaughtered like sheep."
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