5.1 Temporary Stay

The Spice Town is part of a lord's domain. Before choosing this place, Binghe did a lot of research homework. The Lord's family name is the Songjian family, which originated from a knight family in Roland, but now it is only a side branch of that knight family. Now the inheritance of this lord's family can only reach the high-level soldier level, due to the high tolerance rate of the lower profession, so the soldier-level lineage is more common, and many wealthy merchant families can gradually begin to master a set of their own family's summary of the lineage system after a few generations of stability. However, it still takes more than ten generations of trial and error for the lower profession to be promoted to a high level, so the inheritance of this high-level soldier cannot be said to be worthless. But if the Songjian family declines, there are still many wealthy merchants who are willing to spend money to let these declining nobles pass on some higher-quality subordinate professional inheritance. Of course, the Songjian family's main income at present comes from the cultivation of grain and spices, and their lives are okay, and there is also the support of their relatives in Roland, so it is impossible to decline for the time being. But the situation in the spice town is a product of the background of West's decline. Hundreds of years ago, the lords of Spice Town were not the Songjian family, who arrived in the Duchy of West from the Kingdom of Roland two hundred years ago to serve as minor lords.

Although the taxes of the Songjian family's territory were handed over to West, the various connections of the family tended to be more on Roland's side. In West's lands near Roland, this was common for the Roland Lord to administer Westland's lands, and it was a form of the Roland kingdom's slow encroachment on the Duchy of West. This kind of foreign lord brought very serious problems to West, and the nature was the same as that of "the customs sovereignty was guarded by foreign countries at the end of the Qing Dynasty", and the consequences were even more serious.

However, the big lords of the Roland Kingdom can let the small lords of West plant the crops that Roland needs to supply blood for Roland's industrial development. The population of up to two million on the West's frontier was controlled by the local lords, who in turn were subordinate to the High Lord of Roland, the decision-makers of the council. Any reform made by the West's upper echelons, who were now troubled by internal and external troubles, would be met with passive opposition from the minor Gentile nobles in these territories. West was able to collect a pitiful amount of taxes on these lands, but he was not able to cooperate with the administration. West's construction of a transportation railroad on the border would be met with numerous local complaints.

Perhaps in a few hundred years, this land of West's land will really become the Kingdom of Roland.

[The second day after arriving in the town, location: in the hotel, Bing nuclear state: wake up and resurrect with full blood. 】 Binghe flipped through the monthly newspapers stored in the hotel for several years, and Binghe analyzed the bad situation of West, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "It seems that West, it's really very pitiful." Maybe after another war, West will lose his independence, and where will the Gangluan family fall then? ” The situation of the Gangluan family is similar to that of the Dragon's Tooth family three hundred years ago, when the Dragon's Tooth family could not maintain the principality, and finally chose to take refuge in St. Sauk and be loyal to the St. Sauk family in the midst of internal and external troubles. Binghe turned to look at the Roland Kingdom on the desktop map, and said with regret in his eyes: "It's just that Roland's expansion seems to be powerful, but there are many hidden dangers." Nominally, the land was expanded, but the economic structure was still a low-level agricultural model. But to be honest, the changes in the territory of this world are only a game of princes and nobles in the final analysis. ” Binghe shook his head and sighed as he picked up a piece of bread on the table and took a bite. "Phew" Binghe took a bite and spit out the contents of his mouth. Just looking at the bread is smeared with flour and white, but the taste is like a large pile of sawdust and dregs pressed together. Binghe wondered if he was eating Guanyin soil. Binghe couldn't help but break the bread and looked at it carefully. This means that it is neither bitter nor salty, and the taste is like bean dregs mixed with sawdust. When he crushed it open with his fingers, Binghe even saw that there were many small beetles the size of sesame seeds that were 'sealed' inside this thing. Binghe pushed open the door, took this low-quality food cube, and asked the boss under the wooden railing, "Boss, what is this?" ” The boss ran up and whispered, "Young Master, this is coarse grain, grain made by grain alchemy." If you are going to use refined flour grains. This is subject to an additional bill. ” The boss seems to have prepared this rhetoric for a long time.

In the past two days, the men, women and children in the town have unanimously agreed that Binghe is a child of nobility, and in the thoughts of the countrymen, the noble young master must not be able to eat the artificial food of the countrymen. Binghe glanced at the small square in his hand again, frowned and said, "Everyone eats this kind of thing?" ” The boss seemed to be kind enough to suggest: "Yes, soak in water and dip it in salt to eat, it's better." As he said this, he was about to introduce the recipes prepared in the store, and at the same time he was thinking about how many times the price should be increased. But when Binghe heard this, he nodded and said, "Thank you." Then he walked straight out of the hotel. Fifty meters outside the inn, there was a tavern. Binghe's logic: "Just take a few more steps so close." There's no need to set up a score and ask the boss to deliver it to his room. Binghe, who walked out of the hotel and ran towards the tavern, left only a messy back of the boss. Grain making is prevalent and is a phenomenon unique to the central part of the continent. It requires a medical priest (median occupation) to control the conversion of wheat straw into starchy organic matter. Of course, Grain Making and Pharmacy are two sub-skills under the same class (there will be a chemical engineer in the future). And the grain making technique of the grain maker tends to be large. The number of peasants responsible for production on the land of St. Sauc is saturated. The food produced was enough for the soldiers and workers, so the medical priests became more popular. But it must not be said that there was no famine in Hagia Sauk, and there were very many hungry people in Hagia Sauk. But those who are hungry have no spending power. It seems absurd that there are a large number of hungry civilians in St. Sauk, but that the grain makers of St. Sauk are not prevalent. But that's the social system. This is the same as the saturation of the global grain market on the earth in the 21 st century, when a large agricultural country in the first and second agricultural countries will rot a batch of old grain in their warehouses every year, and the citizens of the two countries will have rampant food abuse in restaurants every year. Africa, on the other hand, suffers from hunger every year. The reason is simple: the African population has low labor value creation and no economic capacity for food consumption. Although there is a demand for grain, there is really no market for grain consumption. All the large-scale production of human society is due to the willingness of other labor groups to pay equally, and the simple kindness of human beings cannot stimulate the scale of any industry in the industrial age. This is evidenced by the failure of many utopian social experiments. The same is true of the famine population in St. Sauk, where the agricultural population is overflowing the carrying capacity of the land, losing the value of their labor and having no possibility of entering the factory to create value. Since the homeless people don't know a single word, it is very easy to suppress, and after the suppression is completed, it can be sent to the Moonfall Mountain Range to be consumed by miners. Therefore, there are very few professions of grain makers in St. Sauk, and St. Sauk only keeps the valuable population of workers and troops to eat bread, and no one will eat artificial grain, but in the middle of the Western Continent, because of years of war, the lords have to recruit troops every year, and the various powerful areas in the central part of the country cannot have a population surplus like St. Sauk. In order to maintain rations for the army, then the art of grain making is an important means of maintaining domination. West's grain makers had a slightly higher political status in the aristocratic circle than the grain makers in St. Sauc's country. West's status as a grain maker is basically the same as that of St. Sauce's mechanical controller. "What is a famine" Binghe had never seen in his previous life. But the history of the previous life made Binghe have a deep-rooted fear of famine. Binghe thinks it's time to investigate West's food security. Fifty minutes later

After walking around the town, Binghe found a small restaurant that sold fine grain. I also bought the special food of this place - roast giant rats. Giant rats weighing up to one kilogram are fed coarse grain and rice bran. Sprinkle with salt and coat with chili oil and roast until golden brown. Binghe sat in the restaurant and feasted, and Binghe also inquired from the owner of the restaurant about the source of the town's artificial food. The man-made grain in the spice town is brought in from the nearby big cities. And this is what little means that Westster City has left to control the surrounding countryside. Wipe the greasy corners of his mouth and begin to list his plans in the town. Binghe: "There are some mechanical assistance systems that should be tried. ”

[Two kilometers away from the Binghe Residence Hotel, the manor of the Songjian family. 】 The Songjian Manor is much smaller than the Manor of the Imperial Garden. The walls are made of simple stone bricks and are filled with broken pottery shards as a precautionary measure. And the garden within the walls is also very simple, growing more grass and shrubs than flowers. A small three-storey reinforced concrete building is erected in the center of the estate. Within a radius of more than 20 kilometers, most of the people are only made of wood and stone. The servants in the manor wore coarse cloth clothes, and the owner of the manor wore cotton robes rather than silk gowns most of the time. The Lord was not as good as the Viscount, and in a country like West, which suffered from war all year round, the Lord's life could not be luxurious. A simple family dinner was held at a round table, and the main meal was toasted bread and roast goose made with fine noodles. As for the giant rat meat that Binghe ate in the restaurant, it was not allowed to be brought to the table of the nobles. The head of the Songjian family announced the start of the meal, and his three children picked up their knives and forks to jingle for the meal. There is only one roast goose, and the servants distribute the goose legs and neck to each member of the family according to the rules. And today the lord has specially instructed the servant to divide the goose legs among the eldest sons, who have returned from Hongduburg, when dividing the roast goose. It was a great family dinner. However, in the warmth, there are also some troubles. At the dining table. The Lord and his eldest son couldn't help but discuss the topic of running the family business. Lord: "Tuma, have you heard any news of when the port will open in Honduburg?" ” Tuma (Lord's eldest son): "Father, if the fleet of the Oka Empire does not lift the blockade of the West's coastline, then West's commercial trade will only be through Roland this year. ” Lord: "So when will the Oka Empire revoke the lockdown?" The crops in my territory are already piled up in warehouses. The new grain was put in storage immediately, and I had to spend more manpower to take care of it. ” Tuma said, "It should be retreated soon, I heard in the circle of Hongdubao that the purpose of the Oka Empire's blockade of the coastline is to put pressure on the Grand Duke of Steel, and now that the Vikra side is over, and our son has returned, there should be no reason for the Oka Empire to continue to besiege us." Narrator: The political game of speculation is often wishful thinking. The Lord nodded, "That's good." By the way, you came from Hongduburg, and you heard something. ” Tuma said, "Well, my friends in the court have some gossip that Princess Verian may be getting married. ” The Lord couldn't help but put down his knife, and the rest of the family stopped.