Being a Life Player in the Middle Ages

After lunch, the family rested their horses, fed the cats, cleaned their cages, and tidied their horses before Eagle and Bayard went out.

I originally wanted to walk there, but Bayard persuaded me to ride a horse instead: "The environment in the slums is not as clean as down there. You should walk there yourself. Your shoes may not be able to fit you well."

Duoshang lowered his head and thought that they didn't have the sheepskin shoes they had just bought, and their skirts hadn't grown long enough. Finally, he decided to accept Bayard's suggestion and ride over.

He did not ride with Bayard, but took his own draft horse, a horse named Cinnamon.

Bayard couldn't catch up with them quickly enough, so he looked even smaller than the cinnamon on his head, and the horse's back was too high above his head to stop him from riding. He asked doubtfully, "Can you really ride it?"

"Don't underestimate me." Duoshang was full of confidence. He was a big player in the game and could ride a horse. He had tried it privately and had only been to a mount that was tamed by him. It was big enough to ride, and his riding skills were pretty good.

Bayard saw that Hao was not so confident, and Zhi Diao was half-believing and half-doubting. He was about to go over to help Hao get on the horse, but saw Duo Shang patting Cinnamon's front legs. The latter bent down its front half, bent its front legs and knelt on the ground, so that Duo Shang could easily climb onto its back.

Bayard let out a horsey sound in amazement: "Wow!"

In fact, she was able to make her mount cooperate with her to kneel down. As horse knights, their riding skills might be poor, let alone making the horse kneel down. Other skills were even more difficult in the equestrian Bayard Conference. Even the best knights could not get on and off many horses. The fact that the little girl could control the horse so freely made him look at her with admiration.

In fact, sitting on a horse's back too much may not be very comfortable. Good horses are used to pull carts, so there is no special saddle prepared. Now you can just sit on the horse's back, which is naturally as comfortable as sitting on a saddle.

So, while saddles must be comfortable, in those days the saddle was more like two pillows stuffed with wool and sewn side by side to put on the horse's back. Some might even use a saddle pad, rather than just a blanket to cover the horse's back.

As for the stirrup, we don't know that it was first invented in China, and it didn't spread to Europe until the sixth century. But although it should have been after the sixth century, there is no Chinese invention source, so naturally there is no way for it to spread to us.

Therefore, riding a horse is really a very risky sport in those days, and to become a knight, one must have the physical fitness and equestrian skills. If they don't have the body to fight on the battlefield, they may die directly from falling off the horse.

Of course, it's not clear what's going on, the best thing is that there are no stirrups at home.

Sitting on the horse's back, controlling Cinnamon, he walked slowly forward to the bright-eyed people, so as to know what to give to Bayard. Although they can make clothes, can they make daily necessities?

Now Bayard is even more curious about how her parents raised her to have such a talented little girl.

Seeing that Duo Shang could indeed ride a horse, Bayard got on the horse and followed them. As a horse rider, Duo Shang was very familiar with the road conditions below, not to mention that they had never been to the slums before, so they naturally needed Bayard to lead the way.

Bayard had ridden a warhorse before, but he knew that although his warhorse was tall, it was still shorter than Doshang's draft horse, Cinnamon. When the two rode side by side, Doshang finally had to lift his head with great effort to avoid Bayard's face - although he had not yet lifted his head, at least he could lift his neck that high.

Bayard asked where to go first.

"Let's go to the engraver first."

Although most of the other women workers knew that they lived in slums, the best way to find them was to find their exact addresses, so they simply solved the problem there first and then slowly asked for directions.

Bayard listened to our address and without asking for directions, he took us directly to our destination in no time.

After crossing the public pond square, the streets became noticeably narrower and the roads were not smooth. Horse hooves kicked up muddy roads where they passed by. Fortunately, it rarely rains in Constantinople in summer, otherwise the roads would become muddy on rainy days, further affecting the road conditions.

The houses on both sides of the street are obviously much older, and can still pass through the slums. Going further, the streets are even narrower, and two carriages can no longer pass side by side. Stone and wooden structures can no longer fit in. What comes into view are houses that range from dilapidated to those with granite roofs to thatched houses. Moreover, the houses are only one-story in size, occupying very little space and having no yard, making the homes feel more empty. Many valuable things that are reluctant to be thrown away are piled up at the doorsteps of every household because the streets are too narrow.

The sanitary conditions are even worse. The city sewers seem to be not well built. People dump garbage and sewage on the roadside, breeding a large number of mosquitoes and flies. The stench is even more unbearable. I thought the sanitation of Opets Street was already worrying before, but now that I haven't seen the situation, I realize that it is just a small matter.

I'm so glad that I listened to Bayard and chose to ride a horse, but I also regret not wearing a mask.

The slums were bustling more than one might imagine, and the streets were in dire condition. Many barefoot children were running around in the filth, and almost every household had women working in front of their houses by daylight, and most of the work they did was familiar, like knitting.

Many of them even didn't find the female workers they wanted to choose.

Now we haven't arrived yet, and of course the woman hasn't arrived yet, or to be more precise, she hasn't arrived yet to lead the way to Bayad.

He was so conspicuous that the others behind him ignored him.

There are very few people outside the slums, and even then, Bayard can still ride a stallion in armor to rub against the slums.

But before they arrived at Bayard, the group of eagles who were originally talking and laughing fell silent. The atmosphere became stiff and tense. Even the children who were running around could not return to their parents safely, and the young knight on horseback hid timidly behind them.

For those of you who are not from the slums, you may not have any good things happen to them. Many times, the lower level representatives go there to get into trouble, but they never have bad things happen to them.

Can today be an exception?

Many of the people gathered around the house knitting sweaters fixed their gazes on the girl with dark hair and dark eyes, whose skin was relatively dark. She raised her hand and waved towards them, shouting, "Mary~"

The name Mary is really very popular. You can find several people calling her name in every block. Many people call her name. There are many people of the same age who have never been to the "Mary" nearby, so naturally you can find her name among them.

The group of people who were still huddled down because they didn't see the knights felt that Martha also didn't look up, and her eyes met with the green eagles.

After a while, Doshangzhi rode his horse up to us and said to us with a smile: "Mary, are you free for a moment? I want to talk to you about something."

Mary was stunned when she heard that, but she quickly stood up and said, "Oh, that's great!"

"Then I'll come back to you later. Can you help me call Athena Catherine?"

Many people mentioned their names. From what I have observed before, I found that they have strong learning ability in knitting, which seems to be unsuitable for women.

"Then I'll go home and call them over."

Although they knew what to do, but because they had learned knitting before, and Ma went over to learn it secretly, Mary was willing to teach them without saying anything. However, after a while, Mary felt that learning knitting would definitely benefit them and help the family earn money to reduce the burden on their parents.

Mary said, "Let's go." Ma Shengdiao put the knitting needle and ball of thread back into her hand and handed them to her mother, then ran to call her.

While many of us didn't learn knitting at that time, we also knew girls who knitted at home. Perhaps not all of us could find girls who had learned knitting, but we had always seen girls who knitted.

Now, when it comes to the women knitting sweaters at home, who can they control? They can just say that they benefited from it because it was good.

Since many people learned to knit wool, they can only sell the knitted clothes and accessories at the market for a good price. Merchants have begun to purchase knitted products in large quantities, which has enabled them to receive more orders recently. Now there are also girls in slums who can earn more income by spinning and knitting, reducing the burden on their families.

Moreover, the wool is knitted quickly and well, so now the family has made knitting their main business. After they have knitted well, they can use it to do hard work like selling small commodities or washing clothes, but they can only earn a meager salary. Usually, they just do the housework and do needlework, then sit at home and knit clothes. They can easily earn much more income than before, and the job is very stable. They only need to make good clothes and earn money. Moreover, they can take care of the family and children while knitting, and their life is much better than before.

What's more, women have more opportunities to work outside the home, and older women are more likely to be hired by employers. However, women are not old enough to knit, and as long as they can knit, they can still do some housework. They used to do it at home, and they worried about being looked down upon by their "old wives". Now they are more energetic. Even if they can move their hands, they still knit, and even many men who can find work join them. However, these men are somewhat embarrassed and think that knitting is a job only women can do. So they try to avoid being seen by their wives by knitting, or hide and knit secretly, so they are rarely seen at home.

Although such a good source of income may become more profitable after the knitting technology is spread, it will take a long time to realize it, and you will probably not make that much money, and you can't sell it. Compared with making clothes from cloth, sweaters are much cheaper, and sweaters are even more warm-proof, which can save the rich and the poor. If you just want to stay warm in winter, you will choose to at least buy a sweater.

And in addition to clothes, there are many things that can be knitted, such as hats, gloves, socks and even blankets. They are daily necessities. We always have to buy so many items. And even if we can knit sweaters, we can knit them by ourselves at home. So the next job only makes a difference in how much we earn, but it is much more stable than going out to work part-time. Even when it is coldest at home, our hands will be frozen, which will prevent us from knitting.

And such a stable source of income is what brings too much.

It can be said that people in the slums have changed their lives because of knitting, but they cannot be grateful. They may even grumble in private that it is stupid for someone to be so generous as to teach others the knitting technique, but knitting cannot prevent them from being grateful.

Therefore, the eagle has never seen the good, but just go to the side and say who is better, and everyone will suddenly realize what it looks like.

Therefore, at least at this stage, if you go to the slums, you will not be in danger if you go there. On the contrary, many people will be willing to lead the way.

Now, after a while, it was better to go with Bayadema again. We were relieved that we could leave without any special circumstances. It was more like a companion for the lower riders, and we only visited the slums for other reasons - such as catching a thief who should steal something.

In fact, Bayard's identity was not hidden for long. Those who had been there many times learned about it. They were more or less curious about why the shop next to the herbalist's shop was still empty. Therefore, they knew that the boy from the grain merchant on Oppetus Street had become a knight. After taking a closer look at Bayard, they found that his age and appearance matched the protagonist of the rumors, so they gradually let go of their original vigilance and suspicion.