In many cases, the standard of living of civilians is a direct reflection of the productivity of a country or an era.

Avaranga's living conditions were fine as far as Albert was concerned, except for the lack of electricity and WIFI, he felt that it was the same as in his previous life, where magic hair reached a certain level, replacing the role of fossil energy.

Smolan, it used to feel like it was before liberation, but now it feels like it has been changed, people barely have food that can maintain a normal life and don't have to go hungry, and it will be very cold in winter, but the goose feathers and snow can survive, and civilian life is not good, even now, they have to live a very hard life, but their mental outlook has changed greatly, from numbness to passion.

Fortunately, the fanaticism was not distorted to the point of pathology, and although it was brainwashing, there were no serious command errors at the top, and the effects of many reform measures were well controlled.

If it gets out of control ...

That would be as catastrophic as a decade of indescribable harmony.

"That's... Ploughing cattle, right?"

The southern hemisphere season is the opposite of the northern hemisphere season, this is common sense, I believe everyone understands, the wizard country, if I remember correctly, the domesticated two crops of rice have been harvested once, the second time has been sown, people will be harvested again in the early part of October, scientifically screened seeds with scientific planting methods, people do not worry about eating and drinking.

It is difficult to say what happened to the Holy See as he had not seen it, but he was sure that it was a preparation for sowing, for August was the end of the winter season for the southern hemisphere, according to the calendar.

It's close to the tropics, and spring comes early, so it's time to do the necessary work.

Don't miss the good times.

"Because the body is too bad, it takes a lot of effort to domesticate the animals to help work, and it takes a lot of effort to feed them, and many people can't afford to use this method. She saw the iron plough on the ox and nodded her head to show that she understood, "My classmate told me so, and it seems to be true." ”

If it is an Avaranga farmer, they don't need oxen at all, as long as someone comes to help the plow, they can pull it themselves, and it is much stronger than oxen.

More people here can't use plows, so they honestly use hoes to cut into the mud and slowly plane.

Lift it high, let the gravitational potential energy cooperate with its own strength, save unnecessary force, cut it, take a breath, and come again next time, don't worry, don't have to pursue time-saving, speed up, the breath in the chest will be messed up, it can't be said to be able to tire people half to death, when the sweat is like rain, the waist and legs are sore, and the result is not finished yet, the gains outweigh the losses, but if you are lazy, you are hasty, the soil is not deep enough, not dense enough, and the harvest in the coming year will not be good.

The simple people who have been farmers for generations will work and live according to the rhythm summarized by their ancestors.

It's just that naturally, the same rice raises a hundred kinds of people, and there are still people who are lazy.

Those are all lazy people who spend their days hanging their children and working hard to do their jobs, and only cultivate lazy fields.

You don't understand, we often say that farmers work hard, and they are all intensively cultivated.

Usually, after sowing, weeding, fertilizing, insecticide, irrigation, farmers have to take the field as their own son, but turn over the soil, and then sow seeds, and then don't care much about the sky to eat, that is also a harvest, of course, there must be a difference in the harvest, the same year, the former harvest of seven or eight hundred catties, the latter is only two or three hundred, the former has to sell the grain, the latter, the year can almost feed themselves, if better, can also have surplus grain to sell money, as long as there is no flood and drought locust plague, can live, this is to plant lazy fields.

"It's a good year, the soil is fertile, and there is a lot of rain. ”

He looked at the sky and then at the soil, and asserted, "If nothing goes wrong, there will be a good harvest." ”

Albert looked back, the direction he came, the "big oil saucer" and "fan" and the "big eyeball" were green and lovely in the sun, standing proudly, they were all common types of crops that could grow normally in colder temperatures and saline-alkali environments, so they survived the winter, and the cold wind did not hinder their growth in the slightest, not to mention that this place near the tropics, it was not cold in the first place.

Names such as "big oil saucer" are naturally local local dialect names, and there are quite a lot of names for it, but they can be called back and forth, and this local dialect is the most real.

This thing is a lot of green leaves out of the ground to form a plate, much like the kind of local hot pot-like food dipped oil dish enlarged version, hence the name, it grows fast, and the taste is also sweet, that is, sweet with a little salty.

The "fan" is very similar to the wild grass [snowflake] in the northern part of Avaranga, and when it touches the leaves, it will shrink the green leaves into the chamber to temporarily take refuge, and usually opens very much like several curled banana fans squeezed together.

The "big-eyed bead" is a tree that grows to the height of a person and then bears fruit that looks like a dragon's eye.

Finally, the farthest point from the coast, the black fertile soil where the farmers toiled.

Here, they will plant a cluster at a fixed distance and plant it in the form of a grid of "sea rice", which is a wonderful rice-like staple crop that can grow naturally under the condition of long-term soaking of roots in seawater.

The sea of green covers everything from the small port town to the present.

"It's been more than a decade, but I'm sure. In the mutilated and vague memory, the impression was pieced together, "It has changed so much at once, I almost can't recognize it, this place used to be a wasteland." ”

Looking up, the pure blue sky is cloudless, only a kite is flying, and there is an annoying [gray sea crucian carp] flying at a low altitude, waiting for the opportunity to land and peck away a few "big-eyed beads" with black and white shells with circle-like black lines, constantly being expelled by the farmers waving brooms and shouting, and waiting for the opportunity to land.

They always find an opportunity to take one or two with them.

Just as there are two sides to everything, it and several other species of birds are both protectors of insect insects and pests.

When months of hard work are about to be harvested, and they are seen stealing the fruits, it is believed that everyone will feel angry.

"I remember there weren't any villages, let alone churches. ”

They stepped back to make way for the middle-aged peasant.

The man threw pebbles at the birds, at least to drive them away from his field, and the two sides played for a long time, and finally the birds flew away.

Of course, similar chases have been fought thousands of times over the past few thousand years, and there has always been only a temporary regression, and there has never been a real win or loss on either side, and they are very smart, knowing that they have fought the autumn wind here and will change places next time they are hungry, and retreating is just a "strategic shift".

They withdrew their gaze from the sky to the newly built church that led to the roadside path.

Through the five-meter-high door that was open for all to enter, Albert could see several women sitting on the benches inside praying, their hands folded, metal runes printed on their foreheads, and the white energy that looked holy and pure was as pure as clear glass, circulating on the ceiling, it could cause great harm to the bloodlines and ghosts, and shelter most of the living, as long as they were inside the church.

Just in front of the innermost handout table, the pious priestess of the Holy Maiden was still holding her wooden staff in both hands, praying for the blessings of all, the girl was very immature, but also very faithful to her duty.

She saw two wizards, saluting them from a distance, smiling softly and stiffly.

So they returned the salute.

Continue to work towards your goal.