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Spring ploughing, this is one of the happiest times in the suffering land of Europa, second only to the autumn harvest, because spring represents hope, and the seeds planted in spring ploughing are the tomorrow for the family to live.

At such an important time, even the most timid serf has the audacity to refuse the willful demands of the lord, and even the most mediocre lord will not harm his peasants again at this time - if he has done all the scourge on the peasants, then who will help the lord to farm the land? On his own? Joke!

Therefore, at this time, any request of Count Don, any idea, is out of place. Our research found most of the wars in Europe, such as the Thirty Years' War - note that this was in the 17th century, during the Age of Discovery, when the high-yielding potato was introduced to Europe and the food crisis was no longer urgent. The HRE Emperor and his ally, Spain, still chose to engage the Bohemian rebels in November, when the autumn harvest had already passed. In the decisive wars that followed, Sweden declared war and occupied Pomerania on 17 September, but did not attack Munich until April of the following year, when the spring ploughing was over, and the HRE also chose to fight Sweden in November, when the autumn harvest had passed.

Soldiers, the major affairs of the country, the opportunity of life and death, and the way of survival, must not be ignored.

However, since even the matter of war has to be taken away by the spring ploughing and autumn harvest, and the spring ploughing and autumn harvest are monopolized in the world, then the little Tang Earl is alone, who is humble and light-hearted, who will listen to him?

But this is not to say that Count Xiao Tang is useless at all, as a traverser, just knowledge is not comparable to these natives.

It was the story of spring, or the story of spring, where an old man drew a circle on the edge of the South China Sea......

Eun, I'm sorry to miss the stage.

In short, it was an incident that the little Count Tang discovered in his manor after robbing the abbey.

The manor of an earl with real power and fiefdom is really a lot of money, and in fact, the lord must be the largest landowner in his domain, otherwise he would not be able to pay his knights, and he would not be able to control his men, and he would not be able to live his extravagant life. In the case of the Earl of Don alone, although Desmond may be said to be the poorest place in the whole of Ireland, the estate still covers an area of nearly 3,000 acres, with more than 2,000 acres of flat fields, and at least 4,000 serfs in its service - serfs and peasants outside the manor are completely two different concepts, and the peasants can be basically counted as freemen, and have no other duties and obligations except for necessary labor and the payment of taxes to the lord; And the serfs, all and everything, both in life and after death, belonged to their lords, who could deprive any serf of everything without any punishment, and who could make the serf work for nothing without having to give him a mouthful of food, and the status of the serf was fixed from birth - just like the untouchables of India today, both by name and in fact, the standard slave class.

More than 2,000 acres of land, even if only 50 kilograms per mu are produced, that is 100,000 kilograms, that is, 100 tons. Some people may have no concept of this 100 tons, but what is the meaning of 100 tons?

If there are 100 people now, all engaged in heavy physical work, and each person consumes about one pound of food every day, that is, half a kilogram, then 100 people consume 50 kilograms a day, and 100 tons is enough for these 100 people to eat for 2,000 days, that is, 5 years!

And such a manor, there are three under the name of Count Xiao Tang!

Some people may ask, since there is so much grain in the land of the little Earl Tang, why do the peasants of Desmond still eat grass?

This question, perhaps it will be more convincing to ask the scholars at the end of the Ming Dynasty to answer, but I won't say more here, interested friends can Baidu, otherwise it will be hundreds of thousands of words casually, but please remember one point:

Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road!

This 'Zhu', no matter which dynasty or generation, no matter what ********, whether it is a dish or a poisonous dish, even if this 'Zhu' is replaced with 'Zhao' and 'Rockefeller', it is all the same.

At that time, Count Xiao Tang was riding a high-headed horse, followed by a knight with a freshly dressed and angry horse, and finally there were more than a dozen slaves and dogs, a scene of a rich boy traveling! Oh yes, and there's a big fat guy laughing alongside.

This fat man is the steward of the manor, and generally the nobles usually do not touch the work of these 'inferior people', so they need a steward to help them manage the manor, and gradually the status of this steward increases, and finally it evolves into a 'baron'.

Of course, it is still early for the baron to appear at this time, these stewards are generally concurrently served by merchants in the territory, and the current social status of merchants is quite low, so Count Tang can be dismissed at will, or he can be directly pushed out and beheaded if he does not go well, it is no wonder that this fat man is sweating profusely now.

"Look, Lord Count, this is a vineyard growing area, and every year we collect grapes from here and press them to make wine as tribute."

The fat man trotted all the way - but he had no horse to ride, and it was a little difficult for him to be a fat man with a horse. But if death is behind you, I believe that anyone can run fast.

To be honest, it is really not a good idea to grow grapes in Desmond, although Desmond has plenty of light, but cold and damp is a disadvantage that cannot be avoided, and the efficiency of growing grapes is pitiful, but wine made from grapes is the most stylish thing in the whole European aristocratic world, and it is indispensable for the dignity of the nobility. And it is too expensive to ship all the way from France or Italy, so it is better to grow a little yourself, less and less, and not lose your share - as for the fertile land that has been delayed by this, presumably the previous earl did not care.

Count Don looked at the vineyard in front of him thoughtfully, this kind of bourgeois evidence of crime, if Count Tang had been in the past, he would have directly pushed this vineyard to plant crops, but after so many things - the failure to dig a ditch, the robbery of the monastery and the first murder, Count Tang Jr. has changed a lot, at least knows how to think.

"Cut, as if I didn't think about it before."

Count Tang laughed self-deprecatingly, the corners of his mouth slightly provoked, and he looked as if he was disdainful.

Of course, this expression only lasted for a few seconds, and even the few knights around him did not react. However, the steward, who originally started as a businessman and observed words and emotions as a basic job, immediately noticed that his heart was a 'grunt' and he was uneasy.

"Is this the end of my life?" The steward pondered: "What is this master's dissatisfaction with him, but he said it, he has been gloomy since he came here, and I haven't provoked him?" Or is he just trying to find an excuse to get me killed and replace him with his own? ”

Words like this have been popping up from the mind of the steward, this is not good, I just scared myself when I think about it, and there are many reasons why the steward himself feels that he must die: when the lord is new, he didn't give gifts, occasionally fills his own pockets, and uses the position of the chief manager to raise prices to force good people to become prostitutes, he has done a lot of this kind of thing, and he can't run away if he really wants to catch the cause.

And generally speaking, once a son of heaven and a courtier, although the nobles generally do not come into contact with the work of these 'inferior people', but they can't stand this place is the main source of income for the nobles, and they must not worry if they are not their own people!

As soon as he thought of this, the steward couldn't wait to slap himself twice, you said what you were so greedy for money to do, you should have gone to other places incognito when the new earl first came, so many years of greedy money has long been enough for him to live a good life, now it's good, not only the money is gone, but also his life is gone.

Don't blame this fat man, it's really that he has a ghost in his heart, so he is not down-to-earth, and there is a top boss above his head who is killing and seizing power in his hands, and he is also in the way of this top boss, who do you say he will die if he doesn't die? It's a lot of money to copy your home after you die!

But now Count Xiao Tang is not as leisurely as him, his head is cranky, and all the attention of Count Xiao Tang has been attracted by the scene in front of him.

It was an ordinary map of a cow ploughing field, a scene that can be seen everywhere, but this one is worth seeing:

Six oxen dragging a heavy plough in the field!

Little Count Don rubbed his eyes!

Six!

It's spectacular!

Compared with the Chinese kind of farming with one person and one ox, the appearance of these six cows striding forward together is simply the rumbling majesty of a combine harvester!

If he hadn't known what the county of Desmond had become, Count Don would probably have thought that this was mechanized mass production in the Middle Ages!

Suddenly, there was a cow, about an older man, who knelt down with a soft plop of his front hooves.

This time it was a big mess, and for a while, the other five cows were also brought upside down, and the fields that had just been ploughed were all destroyed! There are also ten serfs who have just controlled the ox, they are all stunned, and then immediately cry and cry, and a few of them simply hit their heads on the ground - this year, the cow is worth more than people, and it is much more valuable than the serfs, and if a cow dies, these serfs will be buried with compensation, and even if they are lucky enough not to die, they will be whipped and they will not be able to get up for three or five months, and if they can't get up, they can't work, if they can't work, they won't have rations, and if they don't have rations, they will drag down the rest of the family, so it's better to die headlong!

Count Xiao Tang couldn't stand this kind of scene, so he kicked the steward who was still distracted: "Hey! There seems to be something wrong over there, why don't you go and take a look? A cow died of exhaustion. ”

The steward heard Count Xiao Tang speak, but he was distracted and only heard the word 'death', and immediately his whole body was swaying up and down, staggering as if he had Yang Liu's disease, his lips trembled, he couldn't speak, his face was pale, and he looked like a dead man.

This reflection is not right, Count Xiao Tang's curious horse got a little closer, and immediately felt a yellow breath coming to his face, which is extremely nostalgic, this breath Count Xiao Tang originally thought that he was used to it, but now it seems that it is only a motor motor!

So what exactly is this yellow breath?

That's a mixture of and urine! Abbreviation: fart, urine,, urine, Qi Fei, cowering, frightened, frightened, and poisonous!

"You...... You...... You!!! ”

I'm so good to you, you actually feed me! Count Tang was shocked and angry, picked up the horsewhip and put it at the fat man, and he was straight into the blood. The steward screamed, but was woken up, and knelt on the ground at that time, ignoring the fresh and fiery excrement that he had just gushed out of the ground, and directly buckled his head, spraying yellow water in all directions, a good 'flying scene'!

"Lord Earl, spare your life, I will recruit, I will recruit all...... Vomit! ”

The steward didn't think that kowtowing fast enough, kowtowing while talking, he didn't notice the underground Rexiang at all, and immediately swallowed a mouthful! Like and dislike~, the key is that this guy doesn't think he is enough to die, and he crawls while kowtowing and getting close to Earl Tang, and wants to lick his boots for him with the mouth that just ate Rexiang......

At that time, looking at the hot Xiang flying in the sky, and looking at the hot Xiang who was still squirming on the ground, and the steward's charming face mixed with all kinds of Xiang, Count Xiao Tang's eyes were dark, and he almost fainted, and shared this steaming delicious hot Xiang with the steward!

PS: 3600 words big chapter sent,The last fifteen is coming.,I'm going to prepare to go home and burn incense to worship my ancestors.,So the update may be a bit messy.。 Of course, one day is more certain, I can guarantee this, you don't have to worry.