Joseph stepped forward and bowed slowly. After glancing at the refugees, he unconsciously said in a condescending manner: "Well, my name is Joseph. You can call me Mr. Joseph. I will stay to help everyone. This is my responsibility."
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"However, before that, I need to understand what you are doing and what kind of help you need from me."
The people who were serving the porridge were the Longyan people brought by Liu Zheng. They looked at Joseph's behavior and frowned slightly.
The refugee looked at Joseph, the contempt in his eyes was a little lighter, but a little more disgusting.
They didn't like Joseph's condescending tone.
"Do you know how to hoe the ground? To put it so nicely, the ground is hoeed."
Upon hearing this, Joseph's face instantly stiffened.
Hoeing the ground... He is an Austrian noble. I have only heard of this kind of thing, but I have never seen it.
According to what my teacher taught me, hoeing is something that ordinary people in Austria do.
Leonardo looked at Joseph. He knew that Joseph's family was well off. Although he had experienced a lot of hardships along the way, he was afraid that Joseph would not be able to do this kind of civilian work if he really put down his body.
The refugees saw that Joseph's face was very ugly, and they even sneered at what they had said before.
"If you talk about helping me, either get out of here or do it. What nonsense are you talking about here!"
Joseph borrowed a hoe he had heard of and walked to the field stiffly but without any hesitation.
The next moment, Joseph made a move that shocked everyone.
Relying on the knowledge he had learned in his memory, Joseph swung the hoe violently and hit the ground hard.
Then, with everyone watching, the hoe was bounced high and almost hit Joseph on the head.
Joseph's face froze, and he stared blankly at the hoe and the ground.
Bewildered.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
There was a roar of laughter, and the refugees pointed at Joseph and laughed out of breath.
"I even held the hoe backwards and still hoeing the ground... Hahaha!"
"A gentleman can't even hold a hoe, hahaha..."
When Joseph heard this, he was immediately ashamed.
He hurriedly grabbed the hoe. In order to prove that he, as a gentleman, knew how to hold a hoe, he immediately reversed it.
It hit the ground hard again.
This time...the sounds of joy came from the fields.
Joseph wished he could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it now.
A gentleman who can't even use a hoe...
"Come on, let me show you how to use this thing."
A refugee, holding back a smile, took the hoe from Joseph's hand.
Joseph looked at him and used his hoe to loosen the soil bit by bit and dig out the weeds.
Then he swung it violently, smashed it into the ground, and uprooted the entire weed with one strong hook.
"Come on, come and try."
The refugee handed over the hoe. Joseph took a look at it, took it, and imitated the other person, using the hoe to loosen the soil little by little.
Then the hoe went down, but it didn't hit the soil.
Joseph was stunned and smashed it several times, with no effect at all.
The refugee next to him couldn't laugh or cry when he saw it, and taught Joseph step by step: "You have to use strength from your waist, not from your hands."
Something like this...
Joseph learned it in a few times.
Leonardo is now looking at the refugees who once disliked them, and there is no more contempt in their eyes.
Looking at them is like looking at ordinary people.