Chapter 1543: A Noble Hoes the Ground

Liangduo suffered deep contempt.

Those serving porridge cast them a sidelong glance and said nothing more.

Liangduo's expression froze; he fastened the last button on his clothes and struck a pose of decency that a Noble should have.

He coughed once and said indifferently, "Ahem, as a Noble, we have more important things to do. My sincere apologies, farewell."

Hearing this, the refugees waiting for porridge looked at the three men.

Their gazes gradually grew strange.

The three men were indeed dressed like Nobles; well, at least they looked like Nobles before these clothes became tattered.

But now... the refugees revealed looks of deep disdain.

Although there were those among them who wanted to get something for nothing, they had never seen anyone so thick-skinned.

The three men pretended to be Nobles and turned a blind eye to this.

"Tch, can't even afford a meal and still pretending to be rich," a refugee mocked.

The faces of Liangduo and his two companions instantly fell, turning leaden.

With a leader emerging, other refugees began to criticize these few freeloading, idle, down-and-out Nobles.

"If you want to be lazy, just be lazy; why keep up the act?"

"Honestly, compared to you, those guys who eat and slack off are much more noble."

"Right, right, right, we slack off openly and don't make excuses!"

After a barrage of accusations, Liangduo was speechless, completely unable to talk back under the refugees' attacks.

Seeing this, one of Liangduo's two companions, a man named Yuesefu,

pulled Liangduo aside and whispered, "Councilor, this won't do. We will be scolded to death by these refugees!"

Liangduo said with a dark face, "I have already seen it, but our target is the main city of Prague, not the countryside."

"We must save more people."

Yuesefu said in a low voice, "Then what about the refugees here?"

Councilor Liangduo narrowed his eyes: "Of course we must manage them. Haven't you noticed? On the road we came from, the cities that reported having refugees now have none."

"According to our investigation, it is because someone was one step ahead of us."

"Their disaster relief efforts have bought us time."

"Similar things are happening here; it is very likely the work of the same group. This is a good thing; it can save us a lot of trouble."

"They have bought us time, and what we must do now is go to the main city of Prague to open the granaries and distribute grain!"

The main city of Prague built large granaries to cope with the war.

When Liangduo came, Weikeduo gave him the authority to open the granaries in an emergency.

Yuesefu sighed: "Sigh, alright."

"I respect your decision, Councilor Liangduo." Yuesefu looked up at Councilor Liangduo and continued:

"I request to stay here and get close to this group of mysterious people serving porridge."

Liangduo revealed a smile: "This is also the decision I wanted to make."

The refugees looked at the two of them returning without a single pleasant expression.

As for the third person in Liangduo's group, because the two of them had hidden away, he was the one who suffered the most.

After Liangduo walked over, he patted the shoulder of the other companion, Daniel, in comfort.

"You've worked hard."

Daniel returned a smile but did not speak.

Liangduo looked at the refugees before him, straightened his clothes once more, and said with a smile: "Everyone, please don't be so agitated."

"We simply have matters that require us to head to the main city of Prague."

"However, rules are rules, and my father told me not to violate the rules."

"Therefore, we will leave one companion behind to help you."

Yuesefu stepped forward and bowed slowly. After glancing at the refugees, he said with an unconsciously condescending attitude: "Hmm, my name is Yuesefu. You may call me Mr. Yuesefu. I will stay behind to help everyone; this is my responsibility."

"However, before that, I need to understand what you are doing and what kind of help you need me to provide."

Those serving porridge were Longyan people brought by Liu Zheng; seeing Yuesefu's manner, they frowned slightly.

The refugees looked at Yuesefu, the disdain in their eyes fading slightly, but replaced by a bit more disgust.

They did not like Yuesefu's condescending tone.

"Do you know how to hoe the ground? You talk so nicely, so go hoe the ground."

Upon hearing this, Yuesefu's face instantly stiffened.

Hoeing the ground... as a Noble of Austria, he had only heard of such things but had never seen them.

According to what his teacher taught, hoeing the ground was work for the commoners of Austria.

Liangduo looked at Yuesefu. He knew Yuesefu had a privileged background. Although he had experienced much hardship along the way, he feared Yuesefu could not handle such commoner labor if he truly lowered his status.

The refugees saw Yuesefu's very ugly expression and scoffed even more at what they had said before.

"Talking about helping—either get lost quickly or get to work! Don't just stand here making big claims!"

Yuesefu borrowed a hoe he had heard of and walked to the field with stiff steps but without the slightest hesitation.

The next moment, Yuesefu made a move that stunned everyone.

Relying on the knowledge he had learned in his memory, Yuesefu swung the hoe violently and smashed it heavily into the ground.

Then, under everyone's gaze, the hoe bounced high up and nearly smashed into Yuesefu's forehead.

Yuesefu's face stiffened, and he stared blankly at the hoe and the ground.

Confused and uncomprehending.

"Hahahaha!"

A roar of laughter erupted; the refugees pointed at Yuesefu, laughing until they were out of breath.

"He's even holding the hoe backward, and he calls that hoeing... Hahaha!"

"A gentleman who doesn't even know how to hold a hoe, hahaha..."

Hearing this, Yuesefu was instantly filled with extreme shame.

He hurriedly grabbed the hoe and, in order to prove that as a gentleman he knew how to hold one, immediately flipped it around.

He slammed it heavily into the ground again.

This time... sounds of mirth drifted across the fields.

Yuesefu wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into right now.

A dignified gentleman, unable to even use a hoe...

"Come, come, let me demonstrate for you how this thing is used."

A refugee, suppressing laughter, took the hoe from Yuesefu's hands.

Yuesefu watched him use the hoe to loosen the soil bit by bit and rake out the weeds.

Then, he swung it fiercely, slammed it into the earth, and used force to hook the entire weed out by its roots.

"Come, you try it."

The refugee handed the hoe over; Yuesefu took a look, accepted it, and imitated the other person by using the hoe to loosen the soil bit by bit.

Then he brought the hoe down, but it failed to sink into the soil.

Yuesefu was stunned and struck several more times, but it had absolutely no effect.

The refugee nearby watched, unable to laugh or cry, and taught Yuesefu hand-in-hand: "You need to use your waist, not just your hands."

Like this...

Yuesefu learned it after only a few tries.

Liangduo was watching those refugees who had once looked down on them, and there was no longer any look of disdain in their eyes.

They looked at them as if they were just ordinary people.

Liangduo felt a strange stirring in his heart.