I feel a little hard, I don't know if it's a bad state of mind or a bad body, but it's still the 4th day 2 more)

At this moment, even if he felt that Lord Jay Lun was happy to give up his rights and obligations as a feudal monarch just now, he felt that something was wrong, and everyone was looking at each other and was a little at a loss. A strong man asked in a timid whisper: "Brothers, this situation is wrong, it stands to reason that all of us are preparatory nobles, why do I feel that my family is not a preparatory nobleman now, but like a plague?" Do you think there will be other nobles who will have the idea of beating our 30 acres of fertile land?"

"If there is no God's witness, there is really this possibility, but under God's witness, who would dare to take the charge of blasphemy to rob our land? You must know that as long as we do not commit the great sin of blasphemy and rebellion, our land can be passed on to our descendants!" said a big man who obviously knew a lot about it, and as soon as these words came out, all the other guys who were originally nervous breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then how can the others be so cold to us, you must know how we are all preparatory nobles of the subordinate level!" the strong man shouted in confusion.

"Hey, do you think we're really a reserve nobleman after we have the territory? We are a slave who picked up dead chickens! It can be said that the people of the West Territory don't like us!" said a strong man with a proud look disdainfully.

"What do you mean by that?" everyone looked at the strong man.

"Hmph, you also knew at the beginning that the reason why Lord Jay gave such a reward was so that we could try our best to chase down the rout! But the result was much more than everyone expected, the rout was strong, and ninety percent of the pursuers died! The remaining one percent were the lucky ones who successfully picked up the rags and escaped. It stands to reason that none of us will be rewarded at all!You don't think that you can get a land reward for killing two defeated soldiers, do you?" the strong man said, glancing at Chen Shihao.

"How is it possible to kill a few people and get a reward?! There is no such rule in the world! There is a veteran in my village, and he has killed more than 100 enemies! When he retired, he received a few gold pounds! He would not be able to canonize the land at all!" A strong man waved his hand to the side.

Chen Shihao didn't say anything, but he was secretly happy in his heart, it turned out that the land in the setting of this game is so difficult to canonize, if it weren't for the extremely generous Jay Knight, and even more so the task of coincidence, I'm afraid I wouldn't be so lucky to get a piece of land.

Everyone's expressions changed, obviously everyone understood that if it weren't for the reward given by the Jay Lun Knight, if most of the pursuers were not killed, it would be impossible for those who only picked up some rags to get a fief.

The strong man who desperately poured cold water continued: "Now everyone understands, the reward given by Lord Jay Lun did not get many heads of the defeated soldiers! According to the rules, we can completely ignore us, but what kind of person is Lord Jay, naturally he will not break his word and fatten himself, anyway, for a big man like him, 300 acres of fertile land is nothing, so we have only then been rewarded by Hu Cong! But this result has come out, how can the soldiers of the West Command who are desperately working the battlefield look at us? Not to mention these low-level soldiers, even those nobles also look down on those of us who have gained territory because of good luck! Just look at Lord Jayron's renunciation of feudal rights and obligations!"

When the strong man said this, his eyes swept over everyone, and he said word by word: "Therefore, our reputation in the territory of West is completely stinky!

"Hmph, what if you don't have a future? Lao Tzu won't go to other lords to serve?! No one dares to take the land privately anyway, so what can't Lao Tzu keep to collect rent, and with such a stable source of income, Lao Tzu can concentrate on cultivating his skills!" said a big man. This resonated with everyone immediately, yes, anyway, the land will not be embezzled, and it is also a very good choice to stay here as an endless source of money, and it is also a very good choice to go to other places to develop by yourself.

The guy who poured cold water sneered: "Hey, it's beautiful, don't forget, although we don't have a lord, but we have a lord, the Earl of West's expedition order fell directly on our heads, will we pay the shield tax, or organize tenant farmers to serve?"

"Isn't there a time limit for service? For a tenant farmer like us, who only has 30 acres of land and six tenant farmers, we only need to send six soldiers to serve for one month a year, and then we will grit our teeth and endure it?" said a strong man disapprehensively.

"Hehe, forbearance? The above directly sent us to Viscount Dehua's castle to investigate? If you don't go, you will disrespect the military order, and you will be directly deprived of your territory and executed, and if you go, you will die, and the territory will be taken back by the earl because there is no heir, what should we choose then?" The strong man continued to pour cold water.

"Hmph, are you stupid? We, the foreign ministers, have the right not to accept the mission of death!" said a shrewd strong man disdainfully.

"Hehe, who knows what kind of mission is a mortal mission? It can't be that just a pathfinder mission can wipe us out, and there are endless means to kill us from above! And we are not treated well by the people of the county, what is the matter, there is no one to intercede. The strong man sneered.

Everyone's faces changed, and it was really a very painful thing to live in this hostile territory, and the straight-headed strong man couldn't help but ask, "Isn't this place impossible to stay?"

The strong man who poured cold water spread his hands helplessly: "What else can I do, sell the territory, and go to other places to develop with a huge amount of money, anyway, there is such a large amount of money, which is enough for me to hire a famous teacher to teach me well." ”

When the originally proud and disdainful strong man heard this, he also sighed and nodded helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "It seems that I really have to sell my territory, hey, I thought I was the first lord in the history of the family, but I didn't expect to become the first lord to sell my own territory, which is really famous." ”

Seeing that everyone sighed and agreed, the strong man asked in a panic: "How much can this territory be sold for?"

"These are hereditary lands, and they can be sold for at least 1 gold pound per acre, and of course, they can only be sold to nobles with titles. However, I thought that all of our territories should be added up to unify the takeaways, so that not only does it look larger, but it can also be sold more profitably......" The strong man who poured cold water said this, and when he saw Chen Shihao turn around and leave, he couldn't help but immediately shout: "Huh, Chen Shihao, where are you going? Aren't you going to sell your land?"

Chen Shihao waved his hand without looking back: "I'm going to be a farmer!" Then without waiting for the other party to shout, he ran away quickly, Chen Shihao's face was full of disdain: "Hmph, this NPC is also too bad, that guy must know at a glance which bullshit aristocrat he has received, and he actually wants to buy 300 acres of fertile land? If you want to die, you should die! This is the first piece of land I have in this game, how can it be possible to give it to others!"

Seeing that Chen Shihao ignored his call and ran away, the face of the strong man who poured cold water couldn't help but turn blue, and everyone present obviously guessed something, some of their expressions became unsightly, but some said with an indifferent face: "Boy, Lao Tzu doesn't matter which nobleman you tie up, anyway, Lao Tzu's 30 acres of land, you let the people behind you take 50 gold pounds out, and Lao Tzu will transfer it immediately, otherwise Lao Tzu would rather lose it than let the people behind you succeed!" These words immediately caused everyone to cater to them, they also knew that the other party was ambitious, and Lord Jay's reward dared to start, and it was definitely not something they could compete with, so they could just make a little more.

The strong man who poured cold water looked at the indifferent expressions of everyone, gritted his teeth and nodded in approval, anyway, it was exposed, so come straightforwardly, one acre of fertile land is worth at least 3 gold pounds, 30 acres and 50 gold pounds are definitely profitable, and the people behind him are not counted. It's just that he hates Chen Shihao to death! If it weren't for him, he would have been able to make a lot of money from this transaction!

This Chen Shihao doesn't care about offending people at all, anyway, he thinks it's a game, and he doesn't care in reality, if those big people are entangled with small people like himself, it won't be a big deal, so he can't sell himself directly to that Lei Wei, the eldest son of one of the three golden knights will definitely be able to block most of the powerful.

Originally, Chen Shihao wanted to have a good relationship with 9 companions, after all, everyone has the same status and the same opportunity, but who would have thought that they were actually ready to sell their fiefdoms! For these guys with broken brains, it's better not to touch them! Although I don't know what the setting is, in my hometown, selling myself as a slave does not sell my ancestral business, but it has been passed down from ancient times. Especially for a farmer like Chen Shihao, he won't let go of the land he catches and kills him! Although it's a game, it's hard to buy it.

Chen Shihao ran to the square, sat down directly by the fountain, and then opened the parchment scroll to check, the parchment scroll was imprinted with a simple map, in the middle of the map was a village, with a few words written on it, and the eastern part of the village by the river was branded with a black mark, and a few lines of text were branded on the side. Although I don't understand the words of this world, I can guess that the black seal represents my 30 acres of land.

How can you go to your own territory in this unfamiliar place? Naturally, you must first find a well-informed guide, and such a guide is naturally none other than the priest of the Temple of Commerce, and the priest of the temple who needs to face countless merchants is definitely a well-informed person.

Chen Shihao naturally got up and looked for a commercial temple along the square, and when he saw a temple that was not large in scale, but it was definitely too golden to look like a temple, Chen Shihao immediately leaned in.

Instead of lining up with the guards and dressed in fancy clothes, he grabbed the probationary priest sent by a temple to maintain order in the queue, and without waiting for the young probationary priest to get angry, he stuffed a few pennies over.

The temple of commerce is worthy of being the temple of commerce, the eyebrows have been raised, the eyeballs are out, and the probationary priest who is about to open his mouth to scold, pinched the things in the palm of his hand, his eyes immediately narrowed, and he quickly put away the coin, and then said to Chen Shihao with a kind face: "This devout believer, I don't know what the servant of God can do for you?"

"Hello Priest, I'm a new lord servant, but I don't know how to read and how to get to my territory, so I beg the priest to see if you can help. Chen Shihao handed over the parchment scroll as he spoke.

"Oh, it turns out that you are the new servant!" The probationary priest glanced at Chen Shihao with words, which made Chen Shihao understand that the news of the knight of Jay Lun giving up the rights and obligations of the feudal lord had spread all over the city, and it was estimated that the names of his people were linked to the luck of shit.