Night fell as expected.
Logically speaking, the farmers should casually wash up, then embrace their plump and rugged wives for a good night's sleep.
If the day's farm work was light, they might even put in some effort to increase the family workforce.
But today, their Young Master Lin Ke summoned them, and even sent that cute Rabbitman boy to notify their village chief early in the morning.
Everyone was quite idle at night, otherwise, it wouldn't have developed from a single village into five scattered settlements.
The number was two hundred, with forty people from each village.
If it were nobles from elsewhere, once they summoned farmers, it was either to build castles or other constructions, all without paying a single copper coin.
Every time they were summoned, the farmers lamented, but the nobles held absolute power, so no one dared to resist, only gripe in secret.
But things were different in Azanen.
