In this world, where there is no light, many people are studying alchemy, they are suppressed by the church and the state, there is almost no room for survival, but they have never given up their dreams, and they are like moths to the fire.

Bina is one of them, but she has a very high status and acts very secretively, completely different from ordinary alchemists.

Luo Lan didn't understand why a nun would secretly study alchemy, which was forbidden by the church, but he didn't need to understand, now he just needed to use his chips well.

"Miss Bina, have you lost something?"

Luo Lan, who was drinking water, showed a slightly underwhelming expression, Bina clenched her teeth, how smart she was, she knew that he had discovered his "Alchemy" when she looked at Luo Lan's appearance.

"What do you want?"

Bina took a deep breath and calmly walked towards Luo Lan, "You want to threaten me?" Want to ask for gold? Or denounce it to the church"?

Bina is a little aggressive, she is very disgusted with Luo Lan, and at this time there is even more hatred in the disgust, she even suspects that Luo Lan will blackmail herself into sacrificing her body, after all, Luo Lan has been eyeing herself for the past two years.

However, Luo Lan didn't do anything, he just took out "Alchemy" and put it on the table, "This is your thing, give it back to you."

The aggressive Bina was stunned, she stood two meters away from Luo Lan, looking at Luo Lan a little stupidly. Then she quickly approached, grabbed the book and stuffed it into her arms, with a neat and graceful movement.

Luo Lan looked at her quietly, "Regarding the previous topic, I said that you were wrong. Now let me ask you again, what will happen if I lower the tax rate"?

Bina looked at the prince in front of her in surprise, she really didn't understand Luo Lan's train of thought, so she returned the books that could be blackmailed unconditionally, and then continued to discuss unfinished topics?

Bina blinked her eyelashes and raised her chin, "If the tax rate is lowered, the farmers will naturally be rich, don't you understand this truth at all?" Suppose a farmer harvests 1,000 litres of wheat a year, if the tax rate is lowered, he can leave more wheat and life will be better".

Bina is well-informed, and she also has some insight into taxation. At this moment, she wanted to teach Luo Lan a good lesson and let him understand this simple truth.

However, Luo Lan smiled, very subtly, as if mocking.

Bina suddenly frowned: "What are you laughing at?" ”

Luo Lan naturally laughed for a reason. This little girl doesn't understand the underlying land system at all. In fact, to put it bluntly, the current land is a big cake, and the lord holds a fork in both hands to eat a bite from time to time, while the peasants work hard to make this cake, but they don't have a fork themselves, and they have to wait for the lord to allocate a small and short fork before they can eat a bite.

"I laugh at you for being stupid, your assumptions don't hold up at all. For the land belongs to the lords, and the wheat belongs to the lords. The peasants are just eating a big pot of rice, and no matter how much they plant, the big head will still be taken away by the lord. In that case, why are they desperately plowing? They are now like horses, they will only walk with a whip, where is the harvest of a thousand liters? ”

Luo Lan said, "Therefore, the biggest reason for the misery of the peasants is not the high tax rate, but the lack of motivation, what they need is not the mercy of the lord, but the possession of their own land."

Let the farmers hold their forks and make their own share of the cake is the way out. From a socialist point of view, when the peasants have their own forks, the relations of production change, and then in order to eat a more delicious cake, they will be extremely active, and the productive forces will also go up.

Phuket is vast and sparsely populated, arable land is abundant, if there is enthusiasm, 1,000 liters and 10,000 liters are not a problem, the problem is that the peasants have no motivation, they grow many kinds of small crops just to meet the lord's taxes.

Bina was stunned when she heard this, she lowered her head and thought about it for a long time, vaguely feeling that Luo Lan's words were very reasonable.

But she immediately sneered, "That's why you pay 60 percent of the tax?" Now it's not a slave society, you can't take away their wheat, the wheat is theirs"!

Yes, the society has progressed, and now it is a semi-slave and semi-feudal society, and the little nun has a very high ideological realm.

Luo Lan paced with his hands behind his back, and he said slowly: "Let's let go of all contradictions first, you don't have prejudice against me, and I will ignore your "Alchemy" for the time being." I make a big but hypothesis, and you listen to it fairly and impartially. ”

Bina raised her face and listened coldly, she had actually agreed with Luo Lan's motivation theory in her heart.

Luo Lan moved her throat and said a word that would be passed on forever to future generations.

"Three years of exemption, land to households."

This sentence was like a devil's spell, and it swept the entire Norlan Continent more than ten years later, completely changing the existing land system.

And at this moment, Bina's eyes widened, her lips were wide open, her face was full of incredulity, and she vividly interpreted what it meant to be shocked.

"How?"

Luo Lan smiled and looked at the shocked Bina, who stammered for a while: "I don't know if I don't have to give it, divide the field...... What does it mean to come to your home? ”

She vaguely guessed something, but wasn't sure, she wasn't sure, because it was too far ahead.

"It is to contract arable land to peasants, who no longer cultivate for the feudal lords, but for themselves, pay a certain tax according to the size of the cultivated area, and the rest of the income goes to the people."

Bina didn't speak for a long time, she was completely shocked.

What is this concept? This was equivalent to giving the land of the feudal lords to the peasants, freeing the peasants from slavery.

This is a great initiative, and no feudal lord in the world wants to do it, because it is a real freedom for the peasants!

It is difficult to predict how effective Bina will be, but the farmer will surely be countless times better. Bina looked at the smiling Luo Lan blankly, and she thought to herself: This person is crazy.

Of course, this madman is great, if it can really be realized.

Bina squeezed her little hand and sat back in her seat, where she calmed down with a few sips of water.

"Prince Roland, you have been here for two years and have made an already poor island miserable, and I can't believe that you will give the land to the peasants. Tell me first, why did you charge so much tax before? ”

Bina couldn't understand why Luo Lan's temperament had changed drastically, and she had too many doubts in her heart.

Luo Lan shrugged, "I'm here for reform." Now that the sky is angry and people are complaining, many parts of the island are rebelling, and the peasants are fed up with the current system and urgently need an outlet, and I am forcing them to realize that the current system is no longer suitable for them."

Actually, the above is Luo Lan's. The tax was not raised by Luo Lan at all, but the previous fool prince.

But in order to win over the nuns of the church to serve themselves, let's first justify themselves.

Bina thought for a moment, and suddenly exclaimed: "You want to take advantage of the people's grievances to implement the system of dividing fields into households? What are you...... To take away the land of the lords! ”

Luo Lan raised her eyebrows, this Bina is really knowledgeable, far beyond what she expected.

"That's right, this is called the vast sea of the people's war. Phuket is my island, I don't need little lords, I have the right to exploit their titles on the grounds that they evade taxes, but I dare not do that. First of all, I want the people to support me, and secondly, I want you to support me. I want you to go and tell the people, just say, the prince promised to exempt the tax for three years, and divide the land to the households, and this system is called the household contract responsibility system. ”