Chapter 13: I Am Wonderful (I)
The discussion seemed to be almost over, and I duly pressed my hands to stop the discussion, and glanced at the Jewish profiteers who were probing their brains in the crowd.
The old liar's eyes radiated a vicious sword-like gaze, ravaging my whole body again and again, making me think that he wanted to ** my soul, and my eyes rolled and I thought about it:
"In the future, you can only go to Mr. Isaac to sell excess property, he has been appointed by me as the treasurer of the castle, and he is the exclusive agent of all commercial activities in this territory, and the act of selling the goods to other merchants is illegal, and I will punish him severely!"
The old profiteer's eyes widened, and he only then understood where the confidence of my empty glove white wolf came from, and he hated to get the devil to curse me, so he suddenly made a 360-degree turn, and tried to stretch out his hands in the crowd and shouted as he ran:
"I'm Isaac, your new Chief Financial Officer, and I promise to buy your products at the best price, and praise your lord, Lord Randy, who is a true gentleman."
Wangcai was still pulling his fingers and calculating how much he could have left in a year, when he heard that I had appointed the old Jewish liar as the castle's treasurer, and although he did not understand how big a man that was, he was obviously very upset: "I refuse to work with a Jew, sir. ”
"Don't worry, you just have to imagine him as a lamb ready to be pulled out and slaughtered." I comforted him softly, looking at the old crook who was haggling with a few peasants, my eyes shining greedily.
The dinner was very sumptuous, for Isaac had contributed a whole crate of cured pork and a bottle of wine from unknown sources, and the old liar was babbling on and on with all the words he could think of to praise me, and this afternoon he had bought all the things he could take with him all the money he could sell in the whole territory at the lowest price, and the corners of his mouth were grinning.
Isaac raised his glass and complimented, "You are a business wizard, I am glad that you are a noble knight, if you join the business world, we speculative Jewish traders will soon be out of food, but I would like to know how you came up with such a genius idea?" ”
Yo, turn around and trick me, don't you know that although I can't do anything, I can't eat enough to play tricks, right?
But of course I can't say that I'm a time-traveling person in the future, even if I say it, he will be regarded as a joke that doesn't entertain, and in this year, privilege monopoly is the only magic weapon to make money.
As his boss, it is necessary for me to maintain a sense of mystery about the superior.
I took a shallow sip of wine, and its quality tasted like the thirty-dollar juice on the shelves of the supermarket in the community: "This is God's will!" ”
Looking at my secretive expression, Isaac was even more convinced that I was not one of those simple-minded muscular men, so his attitude became more humble, and I triumphantly enjoyed the comfortable sycophant, but I thought to myself:
Even in terms of the degree of perversion of the crossing, my approach is a bit too idealistic, will history be changed by me, the first person to eat crabs, to change the trajectory it should have?
In the blink of an eye, I have gradually become accustomed to the life of the Middle Ages, and the various undertakings in the territory have slowly been on the right track, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, and I finally understand what my historical mission is to come to this era.
It looks wonderful, but it's all because of my lust.
I want to live like that, every day when I am full of food and have nothing to do, I pretend to be close to the people everywhere, make a show, the people are grateful to you, and I am willing to offer the XX of the female relatives in the family.
However, facts have proved that the relations of production that transcend the development of the productive forces are all flowers in the mirror and look very beautiful.
Originally, I thought that in the Middle Ages, a whip law was implemented, and the serfs were liberated from the land, and only had to pay a small amount of money every year, and the rest went to themselves.
But the reality is not at all!
The consciousness of these old peasants in the Middle Ages is really not ordinarily low, and their ancestors have been slaves facing the loess with their backs to the sky for generations, and they have given a little sunshine coldly, and they are instantly stunned and can't find the north.
Anyway, as long as you do a little bit of work, it is enough to feed the family, and if you work more, you have to pay more taxes, but as a result, you will be passive and slack off, and those who have finished their share will throw away hoes and idle nonsense, so that this year's harvest in the territory is obviously not as good as in previous years.
I originally thought that the income of residents could be adjusted through economic leverage, and the people would no longer pay taxes in kind, but pay money taxes instead, and the excess money in their hands could stimulate domestic demand, stimulate consumption, promote the circulation of capital, and by the way, leverage the benign operation of the big market in the Middle Ages.
But in the end, I realized that such a simple sentence in the news broadcast was too difficult to operate in practice, and the self-sufficiency of the feudal economy allowed them to produce their own food, clothing, and consumption, and there was no need to exchange with the outside world.
Alas! When I was in college, the courses of economics were learned in vain, and the definition of memorized before the exam was not universal.
I had no choice but to ask the people to pay in kind in addition to the money tax, and the tax amount was raised to three-fifths, and the children cheered and worked happily, as if they had won the lottery of five million, and they all said that they would live up to the plundering and oppression of the leaders, and work hard to farm until their children and grandchildren.
As the old saying goes? History is composed of the era when you wanted to be a slave but couldn't, and the era when you sat firmly as a slave.
In general, the small life is quite uneventful, the territory is full of vitality under my management, the people live and work in peace and contentment, the country and the people are safe, the castle has also carried out the construction of the main project according to my design, as well as the renovation of the corners and corners, even if the long jumper Phillips came, the wide trench that sighed with admiration, which was full of tribulus terrestris.
The castle gate was changed to a suspension bridge, as long as the bridge was pulled at night, the king of heaven did not open the door, the castle wall was reinforced, from the original single-sided log city wall to a double-sided log middle rammed earth structure, which greatly improved the ability to resist fire, a tower was built in the castle, someone sentry during the day and night, even if a fly did not want to mix in, not only improved the safety factor of the castle, but also let me finally be able to sleep well.
As a direct result of living a comfortable life, I inevitably gained weight.
It finally made me realize that the days of eating and sleeping can't go on any longer.
Given that there were no gyms or parks in those days, hunting in the forests of the territory became my new pastime, as well as training my guards.
Anyway, that's what I told myself, those people eat me and use mine, and I don't feel comfortable if I don't let them sweat a little!