Transmigration of the bastard lord

Those who got the specific harvest figures, except for Brother Guang, were surprised and ecstatic; their own harvest.

Seymour, a member of the teaching team of the Ministry of Agriculture, and his new partner, Harold, were walking on the country road. They were wearing uniform blue cloth overalls, with backpacks straddling their sides, straw hats on their heads, and mud on their shoes.

"Dawn Village is just ahead. There are more than 300 households in the village, 8000% of which have moved here this year. The village has a total of more than 2000 mu of arable land, but 2000 mu of it is planted with pasture and soybeans, and only [-] mu of it is planted with grain. , what we need to calculate is the tax on the [-]-odd acres of land." Holding a black leather notebook in his hand, Seymour explained to his partner the area they were in charge of while walking.

"Is the food on the 2000 mu of land enough for them to eat?" Harold asked humbly; he is the son of the deceased Uncle Sean. Seymour, his father's second-in-command, worked together.

"If we followed the previous planting method, it would definitely not be enough; but now we have taught them new farming methods and manure accumulation methods, and also provided assistance with chemical fertilizers. The grain produced is mixed with some miscellaneous grains, and a few more people in the family are enough." Seymour explained carefully. He was about the same age as Harold, but now he was on the leader's side, "This is the first year, everyone should work harder. Next year, the fertilized land can also grow food , life will be better."

"You're talking about it, Seymour." Harold nodded. After all, he also worked on the farm, but he had been away for more than a year, and he was a little rusty.

The two support teachers were still some distance away from the village entrance, and they saw two people waiting for them under the shade of the country road.Both of them are villagers of Dorn Village, the older one is in his thirties, and the younger one is in his early twenties.

"Mr. Seymour!" The old farmer from afar started waving his hands, trotting over with his companions to greet him, with a hideous smile on his face covered with scars, "You guys are here, if you don't come, everyone will be worried to death gone."

The previous victimization of Teacher Zhi, not to mention the castle, has cast a shadow on the ordinary villagers who were directly assisted by the castle.

"We took a detour on the road, I'm sorry, Village Chief Locke." Seymour responded with a smile, "Let me introduce, this is Locke, the village chief of Dorn Village. He used to be a hunter. Locke, this It's my new partner Harold, he's the son of... Uncle Sean."

Mentioning that Uncle Sean Seymour was a little sad, Locke, who was born as an Orion, also darkened his face, shot at God Harold, and said solemnly: "Hello, Mr. Harold, Uncle Sean has taken care of us a lot, Dorne Village Your villagers will always be your friends."

Harold smiled calmly and nodded, he had already walked out of the sad news of his father's death.Several people exchanged greetings and walked quickly into the village. There were already many villagers waiting in the village square.

"Good day, Mr. Seymour."

"Good day, Mr. Seymour."

The villagers came up to greet each other, and walked into the auditorium rebuilt from the church in the village while introducing each other; after sitting down on the benches arranged, representatives of each family reported their harvests and taxes payable one after another, starting with Village Chief Locke. Grain, the amount of chemical fertilizer assistance expected to be obtained in the coming year, the seeds to be cultivated, etc., are registered one by one by the two branch teachers.After the statistics of each village are completed, when the villagers send the grain to the neighboring towns to pay taxes, the quantity needs to match the registered number.

Fu Youguang's concentration of population and cultivated land in the land reform was not aimed at slowly developing the small-scale peasant economy; on the one hand, the end of the sales industry was developed to the villages and towns, and on the other hand, the villagers were encouraged to closely integrate with the castle and learn new culture and knowledge; The village committee was established in the village, the village chief was elected, and various government orders and measures of the castle were comprehensively communicated, all in order to allow farmers to integrate into the big family of society and not lose touch with society.

Efforts in all aspects have resulted in the fact that the villagers are not busy with their own work in harvesting and planting in autumn, but are working together with the village as a unit; Harvesting such a thing is very difficult; neighbors who do not look up and see down, and it takes courage to lie in front of folks who know everything.

Although the fields are all planned in a unified manner, due to different output, terrain, soil quality and other reasons, there are differences in the harvest of each household; those who report large numbers are naturally proud, while those who have a slightly poorer harvest , it will inevitably be a little impressive.Among them, those who work hard to cultivate will get priority distribution rights when they distribute better seeds and chemical fertilizers in the coming year; after all, the belief in the communist society is not to raise lazy people, but to pay more for more work; Fu Youguang transfers the experience he has experienced in this world Come here, and naturally I have no interest in engaging in high welfare to buy people's hearts.

The supply of chemical fertilizers for spring plowing this year is insufficient, and even the farms themselves have reduced their production, so the folks naturally can't raise it; but the wheat yield of more than 300 catties per mu still makes these farmers very satisfied, even if the farmers who are not able to serve them drop to more than 200 catties. They couldn't hold their heads up for a few hours, but the joy on their faces still couldn't be concealed—their annual production capacity per mu was more than 100 catties, which was considered a bumper harvest, and at least [-]% would be taken away by the nobles.

After registering the total amount of wheat, Seymour began to talk with these farmers about the acquisition of their agricultural and sideline products: that is, the pasture, soybeans and other fertile crops planted in those barren fields.During the spring plowing, the castle advertised that it only collects taxes on staple food and commercial crops. Other crops, such as vegetables, are the farmers’ net income and do not need to pay taxes.Grass and soybeans are cash crops, so they naturally have to pay [-]% of the harvest; but at the same time, the castle will also provide purchase channels so that the crops they plant will not rot in the ground.

"There are two types of forage grass, fresh grass and dry grass. Personally, I suggest that you sell it as dry grass. The price will be more affordable. As for soybeans, we have already discussed with the Social Affairs Secretary that a mill will be built in the village before the end of the month. , pressing soybean oil, grinding tofu, sprouting bean sprouts, everyone can do it by themselves. Of course, we also buy soybeans..."

Seymour explained the farmer-friendly policies of the castle one by one, and the farmers listened very carefully; when it came to the use of soybeans, Seymour pushed Harold out, "Our new teacher has stayed in the soybean company when he was on the farm. , he can teach you how to order tofu and make bean sprouts."

The farmers sitting in rows looked at each other, very excited; but after learning from Teacher Zhi for a long time, they also knew that it was not right to boo at will, and they all looked at the village head Locke eagerly.

Locke smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth. Tofu and bean sprouts are good things. If everyone can learn, then everyone's dining table will be richer: "That's great, Mr. Seymour, Mr. Harold, when will we can learn?"

Harold was a little excited. He rarely faced the baptism of so many dependent eyes. He blushed and said, "I can teach it today. This is a magic skill taught by Master Guangda. All the people of Master Guangda can learn it." .”

"Oh!!" The villagers became even more excited.

——In the distance, Fu Youguang, who had gained countless followers, sneezed several times.

Bean sprouts can be operated with ordinary farm equipment; tofu is a little more troublesome, but after the mill is built, farmers can also be self-sufficient.

Here, Harold explained the utilization of soybeans to the farmers; on the other hand, Seymour called Village Chief Locke over and told him about the children in the village going to school next year.

"Righteous, compulsory education?" The term was so new that Village Chief Locke almost got tongue-tied.

"Yes, children between the ages of eight and 16 can go. The primary school is five years old, and the middle school is three years." Seymour spread out the map and pointed around Dorn Village. "The primary school is built between your three villages. About 1000 people. Children who have completed primary school and have the possibility of upward development go to middle school in the town after passing the exam. After graduating from middle school, depending on the learning situation, they continue to study or go to work..."

Locke looked dull and stammered and asked, "I, we farmers' children go to school?! This, this..."

Seymour's face changed slightly, and he said quickly: "I know that letting the children go to school will delay helping the family, but you have to know, Locke, that young people who can read and write have a much better future than those who cannot. Let's say Mr. Bingley and Andrew Sir, let's accept apprentices, no matter how talented, but illiterate children, can they appreciate them?"

"No, no, Mr. Seymour, I mean, isn't only the young masters of the gentlemen's family can go to school?" Locke blushed anxiously.

Seymour breathed a sigh of relief: "You are an old idea, Locke, our Master Guangda and the Earl are not so stingy. It is Master Guangda who proposed universal education, and the first batch of teachers were all Ms. Sarina's family. Wise forest elves."

Locke is already staring at gold stars. As a hunter, his vision is higher than that of ordinary farmers, but he is still dazzled by the endless new decrees of the castle; seeing that his attitude is not clear, Locke felt a little uncertain, and gritted his teeth. 16-year-old workers, the wages of literate workers are twice as much as those of illiterate workers! Locke, this is a good thing, I guarantee that no king can be as generous as our Lord Everbright and Lord Earl, except Hydesy!"

"Two, twice!" Locke's facial features were distorted, ignoring the "king" as a unit of comparison; in other words, no one felt that there was any difference between Lord Hydesy and the king.

"If some of the children have a particularly good learning talent, they might be able to read all the way to the follower system." Seymour really went all out, and he held his chest up when he said this, so that Locke could clearly see the followers on him. badge.

"Chasing, follower!" Locke gasped.

"You also know that spellcasters come from learned people. If we can produce one or two spellcasters in Dorne Village..." Seymour was yearning for it as he spoke.

"Please rest assured, Mr. Seymour, I will advise everyone to send their children to school." Locke clenched his fist resolutely.

"That's right, Locke. Children who have gone to school will not be buried. Our Hyderside will build countless factories and industries, and we need a new generation of successors with knowledge." West Mo said with bright eyes.

Locke nodded, and after a moment of silence, the former Orion with many hideous scars on his face suddenly twitched and asked shyly, "That...Mr. Seymour, do the children need to pay for school?"

Seymour laughed when he mentioned this, and said proudly: "Master Everbright has already said that compulsory education is free, and the school even distributes school uniforms and provides Chinese food!" With such a huge population base in society, the pressure on ZF is much less.)

After sending the two teachers away, the village chief Locke asked the farmers not to leave, and couldn't wait to tell the story of sending the children to school.

The two branch teachers representing the castle left, and the villagers became more relaxed. When they heard the heavy news, they immediately exploded: "What? Is it true?"

"How much does the child have to pay for school?"

"So that piece of land over there is a school?"

"Can children who are not from the master's family go to school?"

"It's enough for a farmer's child to know how to farm. What's the use of going to school?"

"My children should go to work..."

The chaotic questions gave Locke a headache, and he waved his arms vigorously to quiet the villagers. The village chief said in a rough voice: "Be quiet and listen to me—let us farmers' children also go to school and read, it is the castle The adults here take care of us; let’s talk, let’s arrange fields for us, sell our cheap chicken, duck and fish meat, distribute fertilizer to everyone, and teach us how to farm, will Lord Guangda and the Earl treat us well?”

"Okay!" The villagers shouted hoarsely, from the bottom of their hearts.

This "good", how many people's painstaking efforts and energy were expended to get such a compliment.

"The grown-ups are so kind to us, of course it is impossible to entrap us. Letting our children go to school and read is just to hope that they will have a good future." Locke looked emotional. He is a local resident, and the former nobleman treated him These civilians, if they are better, they don’t meet each other; if they run into each other, they will either arrest civilian laborers or collect taxes, and they are always similar to life and death enemies. , "When children understand knowledge, they will be valued by adults, and they will be able to get better jobs--Papa Abel, is your Tom 13 years old this year? He can really count as half a labor at home , but what if he goes to study for a few years? Going to any factory or working on a farm is better than him farming all his life?"

Father Abel, who was named, was hesitant. The children can indeed take care of the fields at home, but according to the village chief, if other children have a good future after going to school and their own children do not, will Tom hate him in the future? His father?

Village Chief Locke looked at another farmer again: "Uncle Derrick, your little Jack is smart, and even Mr. Seymour is full of praise; if he is particularly talented in school, let alone become a spellcaster, even Entering the follower system, you can also meet our Master Everbright."

The farmer named Derrick was a little moved. If his child became a spellcaster... Heavenly Father, I really, really can't imagine it!

When the folk harvest statistics work starts, it's time for the castle's armed forces to blind the eyes of the major professional guilds—well, at least Ms. Nina, who organized this unified assessment, thinks so.

Hydesy's old friend, Bradley, the gold-medal hunter ranger of the Hunter's Association who was tied to the Hydesy's chariot during the cleansing of Badi City, and his brother Eugene, the third-order walker of the Adventurers' Association, were in Borg Invited to participate in this "event".In the reception room on the first floor of the City Hall of Amp City, the two representatives of the two major associations met with Ms. Nina, the human resources director of Hydes, under the introduction of Berger.

"Good day, Mr. Eugene, Mr. Bradley, you are veteran adventurers and well-known gold medal hunters. I hope you two can witness this collective assessment and prove it for our great boys and girls."

Ms. Nina, who was dressed in the uniform of the official army green urban management team, smiled and nodded to the two senior warriors of the third rank. Eugene and Bradley smiled wryly at each other. .

"Good day, Ms. Nina."

"Good day, Ms. Nina."

The relationship between the two major associations and the professional guilds is quite close, just like the Association of Spellcasters and the Association of Alchemists, they are interdependent symbioses; for Hydesy who delayed the formal display of force until now, Gold Hunter's It's not that Bradley didn't think about it in private, but after thinking about it, he couldn't understand the idea of ​​"slowly becoming king" of a certain ancient country, so he could only remain suspicious.

"Dear Madam, Eugene and I have already approved the professional guild, and the examiners required for the assessment are already in place; if you are interested, it can be held at any time." Bradley stood up to speak, his gold hunter badge is very With gold content, he himself is the head of the Hideside branch of the Hunter Association.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Bradley." Ms. Nina smiled, pulled out a list, and gracefully handed it to the head of the Hunter Association, who was secretly promoted by the Earl, "Then please go first." Go through our list of assessors, these young people will gather in the Civic Square in three hours, and at that time, we will arrange for them to enter various professional guilds in batches."

Bradley's eyelids twitched when Ms. Nina said "batches"; looking at the thick list again, Bradley resisted the urge to pinch his thigh, and looked at Eugene, who also looked shocked—is this a list or a household registration book!so thick!

Ms. Nina still had a smile that made people feel refreshed: "We currently have [-] soldiers from the People's Army, [-] city policemen, and [-] urban management personnel. These are the first batch of people to undergo professional assessment. Because they They also undertake tasks such as training and performing duties, so I hope their assessment can be completed within five days."

Bradley and Eugene could no longer make normal expressions—although they were tied to a chariot by the castle, they knew very little about the interior of the castle; there were more than 5000 participants, and they were only the first batch? !

Ms. Nina's voice was very pleasant, and she continued gently: "The second batch is the girls of the women's team. They rushed back from the construction site, so the time is relatively tight; but fortunately, there are only a few of them, only more than 2000 people. ..."

Bradley looked terrified, and couldn't help but hold Eugene's shoulders—only, there were more than 2000 people!

The proportion of professional-level women in the engineering team is quite high. After all, the work is as hard, tiring, and heavy as the men's team, and non-talented women really can't do it.

"There are even fewer people in the third batch. They are mainly old employees from the engineering team and the mining area... there are only more than 1000 people. It must be completed faster?" Ms. Nina tilted her head slightly and smiled kindly. In fact, she was going crazy laughing in her heart; yes, she has been able to get along under the pressure of Brother Guang and Sig until now... Except for little Xisna, sensible adults will have a lot of "bad hearts", "September is coming to an end Yes, next month we will hold a spellcaster exchange meeting, and hope the assessment can be completed before the end of the month."

"...Yes, yes, Ms. Nina..." Bradley's smile was uglier than crying. The gold medal hunter was now in a state of paranoia. What was the meaning of the earl hiding behind?He has been very obedient to Frandy's family since he was promoted, okay!He was specially asked to arrange this matter... Could it be that Frandy beat him? !

—Sig, shot innocently, sneezes wildly in his room.

What a shame, poor Sig.