Because the sky had begun to darken, when everyone had finished their dinner and went out, the city lord asked the coachman to bring the carriage from the city lord's mansion and send everyone back to the village. The contract had been signed, and Hamlin sat in the carriage, watching the village chief rub the contract scroll in his arms over and over again, and felt a little funny: You old man can see it if you want to, open it halfway and close it, and touch the scroll from time to time for fear that the scroll will fall. This cautious look made Hamlin hold back a smile and said: "Village chief, we can let everyone prepare when we go back, tomorrow we will arrange half of the people to deal with the old cooked manure, which has been put there to ferment, take it back and put it directly into the fermentation tank, the time is much less than that of the fresh one." The village chief nodded: "Okay, okay." "We also have to arrange for some fresh ones to be collected, these fresh feces smell bigger, and we have to pay more for this." "Okay, okay. "But the money for fresh manure in the city is not collected by us according to the regulations. When you go out of the city, the city lord will arrange special guards to check which ones are piles of dung and which ones are fresh, and record them in the account, and pay us together at the end of the month, so you don't have to go with you during this time, and then go to the city hall at the end of the month to get paid. "Okay, okay. ”

Hamlin An'an sighed, the current village chief is estimated to be happy and stupid, no matter what he says, this answer is this, Hamlin estimates that the village chief didn't even know what he said before, just nodded in agreement. It seems that I will talk about these precautions with the village chief tomorrow.

Indeed, this time the village chief uncle was so proud that he not only entered the city lord's mansion, but also ate at the same table as the city lord, who would believe this. No, the village chief, whose heart is bubbling up, is happy to sing at night when he sleeps.

Hamlin shook his head unconsciously as he looked at the village chief, who was almost jumping into the sky as he walked. Although I still don't understand why the city lord agreed to all the conditions so easily, and even a lot of knowledge can be found at a glance to find the language loopholes used. The simplest is to provide the cleaner with a loaf of bread at noon every day, but this simple sentence contains many points that can be discussed, such as whether the bread is in weight or volume, and whether the flour content in the bread is white bread or dark bread - white bread is of course impossible, but as long as the flour content can be increased, Hamlin will fight for it. Just one sentence can create a huge cost gap, can't the city lord see it? So, in that case, why did he agree so unhesitatingly? Hamlin, who was accustomed to seeing merchants who would pay for every penny, suddenly felt that he did not know enough about the world.

That night, Hamlin couldn't sleep in a daze, and the village chief lost sleep with excitement. The old priest Harpy, on the other hand, knelt in front of the idol and sang prayer hymns all night. Habi is no more confused than Hamlin, who has the testimony of the gods, and if he dares to play tricks, then he should be punished by the gods, and there is no excitement for the village chief, who is excited to see that the village can be rich under his leadership. On the contrary, Father Harpy's heart is now uneasy, because he does not understand what Hamlin is talking about, and Father Harpy cannot draw any useful conclusions from it. But from the future described by Hamlin, this is a technology that can greatly increase the production of food, and there is no need for the miracles of gods or the miracles of priests and priests, then it means that this is a technology that does not require faith, and it is not blocked by a single god. But it is very unusual that such a technology with such great benefits and no limits has never been heard of before. Before, Old Father Harpy was still thinking about experimenting slowly, but now he heard that Hamlin was so big and focused on collecting so much feces directly, and some of the old feces were already semi-finished and could be used with a little treatment. What does this mean? It shows that Hamlin was not prepared to make a fuss from the beginning, and maybe at first all the fields in this village would use what he called manure.

Isn't he afraid? You must know that the villagers, the Blue Court and the Cathedral of the royal city are so supportive of him, based on the technology that he said can increase production and the technology that can improve the land, but if the entire village field directly uses this technology without getting enough effect to increase production, not only will he lose all support, so the villagers who have lost a whole year's harvest can leave him with a palm-sized corpse is their mercy. So, what is the source of his self-confidence? Could it be that this technique of his comes from some higher being, and if so, what is the purpose of that being?

The old priest Harpy, who kept chanting hymns, hoped that the gods would give him answers to his doubts in the future, but until the sun rose and the laughter of the villagers full of hope for the future and the sound of the cart tires he had seen before, the doubts in Harpy's heart were not only not dispelled, but only intensified.

Because it is the city lord's mansion that needs money to clean up the old manure that has been piled up, the city lord has now ordered that citizens are forbidden to dump the manure at will, and if they are discovered, they will not only be fined but also whipped. The villagers consider that the citizens are not very willing to pay for cleaning the dung buckets, so when collecting the feces, the cleaning fee charged by the citizens is very cheap - it only costs 2 copper coins to dump 3 buckets. 2 copper coins are not as good as a loaf of bread in the bazaar for the citizens of the city, and who has three buckets of excrement in their homes? In fact, most of the times the two families can't get together, and the three families pour this family's wild vegetables into that family just a bucket, so that the family only half a copper coin a day. Of course, scolding was indispensable when giving money, but the city lord naturally thought that every cart was followed by a city guard, so there was no fight.

The carts that collected the dung could be loaded and pushed back early, but the villagers who were assigned to collect the citizens had to walk back and forth through the streets and alleys, and by the time they had filled their buckets, the city gates were almost closed. This day made them tired enough, and they couldn't eat even the bread at noon for a while - tiredness is on the one hand, contact with the feces of the morning, the smell on the body is called a bad smell, ugly safety does not want to eat. This is also the step that Hamlin did not think about and did not think of the taste.

The villagers barely ate the bread and pushed a cartload full of stool back with the second group of villagers who had come to clean up the old dung.

On the other side, in the wealthy area of the inner ring, the mansions of Bitasso. The big businessman Bitasso and his think tank Denis were in the study, looking at the intelligence on the table and frowning, as if they had encountered something difficult to decide.

"Seriously, do you believe this message?" Bitaso pointed to the message on the table. It's a coarse piece of paper that is extremely coarsely made, and it doesn't seem to fit in with the ornate decoration around it, and it doesn't seem to have been supposed to be here. But no one cared about this now, on the contrary, the master of the study looked at it seriously, not even paying attention to the other information next to it, and asked his friend in a tone of disbelief.

Denis frowned: "Today, there are indeed many hillbillies who come to collect feces, and there are quite a few of them. Instead of answering the question, Denis took another piece of information and whispered.

Bitasso pondered for a moment and said, "There was information earlier that the village had been divided and became a village under the direct control of the Church. ”

"It seems that we have to pay attention to it," a twinkle flashed in Denis's eyes: "Let's observe first, if there is any new situation, we will pass on this information." ”

Bitassol nodded, but his expression was still serious, not knowing what was in his mind.