The muddy path winds forward, and the door of a certain mud brick house is broken, and two cat-eared Lori push open the broken door and burrow into the streets, and there are bursts of cheerful play.

Bloom glanced at the innocent cat-eared Lori and remembered the village chief's new decree - abolishing the cat slave economy.

He has seen families who have sold their daughters and spent their days in tears.

He has also seen some families dancing with their hands after selling their daughters, as happy as the New Year.

Bloom is not smart, one could even say stupid, and can't tell whether the village chief's policy is good or bad, so he feels that the village chief's policy is both right and wrong.

The more Bloom thought about it, the more confused he became, his mind groggy and groggy at the end of the day.

Anyway, the old priest has lived for more than forty years, and he must know more than the young village chief.

Since the old priest said that the village chief was wrong, then the village chief must be wrong.

Bloom knocked on the door, and immediately a cat male orc came out and asked, "What's wrong with Bloom?" ”

"The old priest needs a helper, you accompany me to the farm." Bloom said bluntly.

Hearing the three words of the old priest, the male orc's pupils narrowed, the two cat ears on his black hair were lowered, and the cat's tail also shook vigorously to both sides, and he was very angry.

"What does Old Will want to do?" Hoss suppressed his anger and asked in a low voice.

Bloom didn't understand why the other party was angry, and said strangely: "Arrest the village chief and escort Morning Glory Town." ”

Bang!

The door slammed shut, and the planks cracked a few cracks.

Then there was an angry voice from Hoss in the house: "Bloom, if you don't support the village chief's new policy, you just agree to sell your daughter, and we break off our relationship!" ”

Bloom was stunned, and then remembered that Hoth had two daughters in the family.

A nine-year-old Lori, and an eight-year-old Lori, if they support the old priestly policy, then the two daughters of the Hoth family will be sold to slave traders in the next two years.

Bloom tapped his forehead and felt stupid: I'm stupid, really, I shouldn't have found a family with a daughter.

He walked to the next family, vaguely remembering that Hoth's neighbor had given birth to a son, and there should be no objection.

Knock knock.

Bloom knocked three times, waited a few seconds and didn't hear footsteps, then asked in a loud voice, "Is John here, Lord Priest needs help?" ”

"John is not here, you can invite another master." The voice of a male orc came from the house.

Bloom was stunned for a moment and muttered, "Isn't this John's voice, why is it not?" ”

He shook his head alone, unable to figure it out, so he had to move on to the next one.

Before Bloom could get closer, the door slammed and slammed shut, and the voices of the orc couple were heard:

"Bloom, you black-hearted dog, the orcs on our street won't agree to you, you better go back to Old Will and be a licking dog!"

"What a licking dog, so ugly." Bloom's face was ugly.

After searching for several in a row, Bloom couldn't even get through the door.

Turning to leave the street, Bloom asked an old friend to find out the situation, only to learn that the village chief's new policy included the abolition of the male cat slave economy, and families with sons naturally became strong supporters of the village chief Allen.

Male cat slaves are actually not easy to sell, and they can't sell ten of them all year round.

However, there are always some big people who have different hobbies, so young male cat slaves with fine skin and tender meat can also be sold for a good price.

Moreover, Allen's tax cut policy has won people's hearts, and even slave families who covet a silver dragon have to put aside their prejudices and support Allen's tax cut policy instead.

Bloom came to the door to find help, and of course he was repeatedly closed.

……

The old priest waited for more than twenty minutes, and when he saw that Bloom had only brought three orcs, he couldn't help but look ugly.

"Bloom, doesn't anyone want to be a helper?" Old Will growled.

Roared by the old lion, Bloom exploded all over, took a step back, lowered his head, and whispered, "Yes." ”

"Hmph." The old priest was very angry, and his big nose spurted heavily from time to time, and he was menacing.

The old lion stepped into the farmland with the four orcs and saw Eren from afar.

Allen is about 1.8 meters tall, sunny and handsome, with black hair and black eyes, his behavior exudes a very confident temperament, and he has a very leadership style, which makes people can't help but be impressed by him.

The old lion was stunned, as if he had met Alan for the first time.

Eren was followed by a group of old peasant orcs, who hunched over and listened to Alan's conversation with humility.

Old Will looked thoughtful, and wanted to shout, but seeing that there were many people, he gave up the method of taking the lead in the first place.

Listen to what Allen is saying first, if Allen is not right, refute it in public, slap his face in public, make Allen lose face, and then bring up something that the tax rate cannot be changed.

Old Will thought of this method of suppression and was complacent, approaching the beast crowd, the lion's ears moved slightly, and he heard Alan point to a ball of fresh cow dung and said:

"Prepare 50 kilograms of fresh cow dung, 50 grams of soybean flour, and 5 kilograms of cooked gypsum, put them in a sealed space, put them in a cool place for 3 days, and then use them with three times the water, which can increase the yield, but pay attention to digging deep soil when fertilizing, so as not to burn seedlings."

"Village Chief, what is a roasted seedling?"

"Burning seedlings is to apply too much fertilizer, and the concentration of soil fertilizer is too high, so that the plants lose water and the plants wilt ......"

Alan replied sentence by sentence, each sentence was like a gentle breeze, although everyone didn't understand the principle very well, but they probably understood what Alan meant.

The old priest who was eavesdropping in the back looked strange and muttered, "I have never heard of such a recipe, how can it be possible to increase production." ”

The old priest didn't understand whether Allen's fattening formula was true or false, and wanted to say that he was fake, but when he saw that Allen was right, even he was bluffed.

"In fact, in addition to fresh cow dung, leaves, orc urine and animal bone meal can also be made into fertilizer......

Alan groaned and threw out more fertilizer formulas.

The old priest was surprised, he knew the method of leaf fertilization, this was the secret recipe of the priest's lineage, and it was kept secret, but he didn't expect Alan to make the method of leaf fertilization public.

Where did he find the recipe?

If it was stolen, it would not have been possible to explain the methods of use and precautions of each recipe in such detail that the old priest was speechless.

For the first time, the old priest felt a lack of knowledge.

Then Alan put forward the idea of moving the honeycomb to the farmland, a group of old orc farmers did not understand the principle of insect pollination, anyway, the village chief's words were over, they didn't think much about it, and immediately patted their chests to ensure that the matter of moving the honeycomb would definitely be successful.

When Alan was about to leave the farmland, the old priest, who had been following him for two hours, could not find the point, so he simply said:

"Village Chief Allen!"

Alan and the group of old peasants turned around, dozens of pairs of eyes staring at the old lion.

Old Will was not afraid, and shouted loudly: "You can't reduce the tax by half, and when the time comes, Morning Glory Town will come down to collect taxes, and you will lose your head if you can't pay the taxes." ”