Ekley Village, Church.

When Wu Qingchen's front and back roads were cut off and he was falling into a sea of aunts, sisters-in-law, and grandmothers, Pastor Praia had just stepped out of the village, the only building made of stone.

The summer weather changed quickly, and at some point, the clouds in the sky had disappeared, and the sun had reappeared, and as soon as he stepped out of the gate, the priest immediately narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised his right hand to cover his forehead.

I didn't sleep well...... How many times has this been in the past few days?

The sun shines through his fingers, the pastor's steps are vain, and his face is a little pale, which has been the norm for pastors these days.

Yesterday afternoon, as soon as the evening prayer had begun, the farmer had arrived at the church, and finally left in the dark of night, during which he had been holding the priest to discuss further arrangements for the aftermath, and even to the time for dinner.

The two of them even drank the water of the two streams......

My tongue is still tingling until now......

At the thought of this, the priest involuntarily licked his lips, and once again felt dizzy and his mouth was dry.

Naturally, this feeling was not pleasant at all, but the pastor could not help but smile at the thought of it.

It's well worth the pain.

Yesterday's overnight discussion with the agricultural officer, the harvest of Aikuli's village was huge, and the agricultural officer had completely given up the original crazy ideas of "driving the villagers to drag the plowwheel", "concentrating the village to cultivate healthy cattle", and "rehabilitating the cattle must complete all the summer work before they can be used freely".

It wasn't until late at night that it was finally decided that in the authentic and freshly baked aftermath arrangement: the summer service could be postponed; Uninjured ploughing cattle were allowed to be borrowed from each other; After completing a part of the summer service, the cultivated cattle that have gradually recovered can properly plough the land owned by their families; During the harvest season next year, as long as the farmer's family pays more than half of the fixed amount of agricultural tax, the outstanding part does not need to confiscate the livestock, and can be postponed for about half a year as appropriate......

And so on and so forth......

Such a drastic change could certainly not have been left to Barris's own initiative, and the farmer's gushing account must have meant what His Excellency the Baron meant.

From the original harsh and even crazy, to the current mildness and even kindness, the attitude of His Excellency the Baron has changed quite dramatically, but it is not sudden, let alone unexpected.

The original harsh madness was due to the near-devastating blow to the village, the hope of recovery was extremely slim, and the future of the entire village was bleak, for the lord, in the foreseeable days, the word "long-term interests" had almost no connection with the village of Akrya, and it became inevitable and the only choice to squeeze short-term interests and recover losses as much as possible.

The current mildness and kindness is due to the fact that not only did the expected mass death of the injured cattle in the village not occur at all, but so far, most of the cultivated cattle have recovered well, and a few have even miraculously returned to the fields, and none of the nearly ten cultivated cattle that were originally expected to be extremely dangerous have not been crippled, let alone died, and only two cultivated cattle have improved greatly, but because the injuries are too serious, they have not been able to stand up and move until now.

This situation still had a great impact on the lord's commons, the summer service of the villages, and the lives of the villagers themselves, but compared with the original pessimistic predictions, they had changed from a monstrous catastrophe to a realm that His Excellency could bear, and thus the long-term interests reappeared, and the appropriate benevolence became cost-effective again, and mildness and kindness became logical.

In most cases, the interests of the farmers are directly related to the interests of a part of the church, and this time is no exception.

However, in addition to this part of the benefits, the church presided over by Praia has more direct gains.

There is no need to worry about this year's tithes, the loss is directly made up by the baron, and the extra offerings that were originally promised are directly doubled, which is extremely considerable, and with this gain, in addition to the two or three years of arrears of the village church of Akrí, there is still a considerable part left.

At the same time, this also means that once every three years, the parish tour that is now imminent, Pastor Praia has removed one of the biggest worries.

Most of the worries in his heart were removed, and Praia's steps were slightly vague, but much lighter.

Of course, in all this, almost all night of discussion, Praia not only gained, but also paid.

It is worth mentioning that Pastor Praia's hard work on this day was based on the results of Pastor Praia's almost sleepless steps and pale face in the previous two days.

Pastor Praia gave the complete treatment of the cattle, using ink, a thin wooden stick, a scribbled parchment scroll painted with a small spatula, plus two days to collect complete samples of herbs.

Three days ago, after the morning prayers, the pastor and Wu Qingchen ended their conversation about "deeper treatments", and when Wu Qingchen was about to leave to start treating the ploughing cattle, the pastor hesitated for a long time, and finally left the church with Wu Qingchen.

For a whole day, the pastor walked with almost floating steps, his eyes wide and red, and firmly imprinted the process of Wu Qingchen's treatment in the deepest place in his mind.

Due to the fact that the conditions of the medieval world had to be considered, countless top talents in dozens of professions, such as zoologists, botanists, mineralogists, medical scientists, veterinarians, staff officers, etc., died a large number of brain cells and lost countless hairs, so that the treatment method finally set up for Wu Qingchen was not only not complicated, but could even be said to be quite simple.

This method is easy for pastors with a little foundation to accept, coupled with Wu Qingchen's intentional guidance during the previous discussion, the pastor learned quite quickly, after returning to the church, carefully pondering again and again, the pastor who felt that there was no problem finally made up his mind, did not hesitate to lower his dignity, cautiously, and anxiously personally treated a ploughing cow that belonged to the church and was the least injured, and proved the method of treating the cow in the most direct way, and the effect was remarkable.

----Of course, during this experiment, the priest drove away Wu Qingchen, Little Andre, and the neighboring farmer who worked part-time as a keeper of the livestock shed.

Later, in the priest's most precious little box, two blank parchment scrolls were reduced, and two more pages of scribbled, crudely drawn, and at the same time incomparably precious records appeared.

This is the cure for ploughing cattle!

This is a proven and proven way to treat farming cattle!

This is a treatment that can give your family's farming cattle an extra layer of protection!

This is a treatment that will strengthen your position in the family!

This is a tangible, completely visible benefit.

His Excellency has no reason to turn a blind eye to such interests. However, in the medieval world, the cowherd drove the cattle, the carpenter made the wheels, the handlebar-style loading of the car, and even the skill of the messenger walking was a secret of the family, and His Excellency the Baron probably wanted to break his head, and he would not understand why Praia would teach Wu Qingchen such a valuable method of treating the cultivated cattle, but he would certainly not want to ask Praia's nephew to obediently hand over the three parchment rolls in the cabinet with just empty teeth.

As for the idea of directly hitting Wu Qingchen, at this critical moment, there is no difference between directly robbing the pastor's parchment scroll, will it be in the future......

Today's weather hahaha......

56. Faith II

changes in the aftermath of injuries in the herd; The church received an extremely considerable amount of consecration; I had to stay up all night to copy a copy of how to treat the ploughing cattle......

Naturally, His Excellency the Baron and the Agricultural Officer would not mention a word about these causes and effects, and Praia was as clear as that.

At the same time, as the second son of the family, he has been severely disciplined since he was a child, and his usual behavior is not to say that he is walking on thin ice, at least he is cautious, and he has studied with his master for more than ten years, and finally came to the village of Akri to deal with this group of ignorant and cunning farmers for three years.

The method of cattle management that is directly related to the interests of the territory has been provided by itself; The rest of the curious eyes, usually take care of yourself more, this little guy will not encounter too much trouble......

But......

The pastor hesitated......

Little Los can naturally get a little care if he stays in the village of Aikuli......

But even if His Excellency the Baron took little Ross away, it would not be a bad thing for this little guy who had almost nothing......

Forget it, what's the difference? Let the chips fall where they may......

Praia's hesitation did not last long, this priest, who had grown up with difficulty since childhood and knew the gap in his identity, knew quite well in his heart that whether he stayed in the village of Akri or was taken away by the lord, the care that little Los received by his side and the benefits he received from the lord's castle were not much different from the two, they were all equally insignificant.....

Alas...... How can such a child who is sensible, industrious, intelligent, honest, and reliable, and who can also treat injured cows, be the son of a farmer......

At the end of the day, Lotus Jr. is too low-born if Lotus is a gentleman...... No, even if it's the son of a steward, the priest will quickly take Loes and make the little guy his real student.

As he walked, thinking about this, before he knew it, Praia had walked past churches, past wooden houses, past vegetable furrows, over slopes, along the winding paths of the village, and approached the fields and streams.

Coming here, the villagers stepped out for generations, and the road that was not spacious became a little narrower, and unconsciously, the priest slowed down, looked down at the road slightly, and just bypassed a few lush dwarf trees, the priest suddenly paused slightly, and the corner of his eye noticed that there seemed to be some movement on the right side.

At this moment, just standing still, and before he had time to look up, there were already a few uneven but respectful "masters" from both sides of the pastor.

"Ah, it's your ......," the priest looked left and right, Cleo, Adcock, and Hansel, the three of them and their respective sons, a dozen of them scattered in the field in front of them, tools at their feet, a few wooden baskets on either side of the road, and through the rags blown by the early morning breeze, Praia saw that there was boiled peas and oatmeal paste inside.

Noticing Praia's appearance, the dozen or so people stopped what they were doing and bowed deeply in the direction of Praia.

"Good day, Cleo, Adcock, Hansel......," the priest looked over one by one, "how long have you been working?" ”

"Yes, sir." Cleo, who was closest to Praia, bowed again: "It's going to dry at dawn......"

"You ......," Praia frowned and recalled, "all the cattle in the family have been injured, how are they now?" ”

"Very good, sir, you can go to the ground soon."

"Thanks to you, sir, the cattle in the family are getting better very quickly."

"Master, the cow can already get up, and when Los came to see it yesterday, he said it was fine."

Asked about this, Cleo, Adcock, and Hansel on the other side nodded in unison, with an extra smile on their faces, and there was obvious gratitude in their smiles.

"Okay, good, it's all good...... Playa couldn't help but smile, suddenly thought of last night's discussion, paused and asked: "Before the ploughing cattle are good, they can't continue to work in the fields, do you know?" ”

"You know, last night, the police officer came to my house......"

"Don't worry, sir, Espier has already told us... …..”

"Master, we won't do this, don't worry......."

When Cleo and the others answered, Praia observed carefully, and the farmers on the other side looked sincere and calm, and the priest couldn't help but feel a lot more relieved.

"Okay, okay, it's good to know......" The priest nodded casually as he looked left and right, suddenly frowning. It was only then that Praia noticed that the peasants working opposite seemed to be standing too crowded.

"You .......," the pastor pointed to the place in front of him, "...... The three of you seem to be working together? ”

"Yes, sir."

"This piece of land ......," the pastor hesitated slightly, "I think it doesn't seem to belong to your three families?" ”

"That's right, sir...... This is the land of the Avilia family. ”

"This ......," the priest's brow furrowed a little tighter, "how can you work in the fields of Avilia?" What about the Avilians? What did you do? Sick? ”

"No, no......" Cleo, who was standing at the front, hurriedly shook his head: "Avilia is fine, now I am working in the west of the village, next to the fork of the big tree, and my half of the field......"

"Your land?" Praia felt that his head suddenly couldn't turn around: "...... You work for Avilia on the east side of the village, and Avilia works for you on the west side of the village...... What does it do? This...... This...... What's ...... What the...... Daintily? ”

"This ......" Cleo and the three of them looked at each other: "This ...... You don't know? ”

"I don't know, I haven't left the church for three days."

"......I see," Cleo suddenly explained, and quickly explained to the priest, "That's ......"

Cleo recounted that the family's cattle were injured and could not work, and he, like other unfortunate villagers, led the whole family to work as hard as he could.

However, this did not work very well, and the family had exhausted themselves and could not complete the work of plowing the cattle for less than half a day in a whole day.

Manpower is limited after all, and it cannot be compared with ploughing oxen, without ploughing cattle, many things have become troublesome: the land is too far, and it takes too much time to carry tools; There are not enough people, and the mud that has just been plowed in the morning has become a hard lump when I go to knock it in the afternoon; There is too much repetitive work and too much time is lost......

And so on and so forth......

With the same trouble, two days ago, when seven or eight villagers got together and nagged each other about these complaints, they did not remember who proposed it, and the villagers naturally talked about helping each other, combining according to distance, exchanging portions of ploughing:

The cooperation is actually quite simple: Cleo, Adcock, Hansel, and other villagers who live on the east side of the village help Aweilia and several others who live on the west side of the village to plough the land on the east side of the village; Avilia and the others, who live in the west of the village, complete the work in the western part of Cleo and the others at the same cost.

Several families help each other to reduce the time wasted running back and forth, save the precious physical energy required to carry heavy tools, and the speed of two or three families working together is significantly improved, and the duplication of work in the field is basically gone.

"I see...... Praia understood, and was silent for a long time.

Seeing that the priest opposite ...... fell silent, Cleo couldn't help but feel a little worried: "We ...... like this Isn't that right? ”

"There's nothing wrong with that...... Don't worry, Cleo, it's good for you to do this......" Praia came back to his senses, shook his head, and said with emotion in his voice: "The brilliance of the Lord is everywhere......"

“…… Love your brothers, love your neighbors, and they will love you...... When the road becomes narrow, stretch out your hands and support your brother, the road is flat again, and the light is closer...... Righteousness ...... the poor and needy"

Speaking of this, Playa suddenly stopped, smiled dumbly, and the priest with deep emotion noticed that when he recited the holy words, the farmers on the other side showed confusion, with puzzled looks on their faces, frowning brows, and wide eyes, all of them asked the priest curiously: "What are you talking about, are you talking to me?" ”

Really, how did I start again......

This is also a habit that Praia has only recently had, in the past few decades, he has carefully taught André and Little Los that once they encounter something, what they think, what emotions they have, the priest will always unconsciously recite the holy word, and guide the two students with the wisdom of the master.

Really, how did I start again...... This is not a church, and there are no hard-working students on the other side, so what is there to say to these farmers who only remember the fields and their livestock......

These thoughts turned in his mind, and the priest was not angry, he had long been accustomed to the ignorance and stubbornness of the farmers, and the pastor waved his hand, and said, "Forget it, forget it...... Cleo, Adcock, Hansel, do a good job for Avilia, that's it......"

"Yes, sir."

More than a dozen people bowed respectfully again at the same time.

After a few steps, the priest heard the sound of farmers lifting plows, shoveling dirt, waving hoes, and shouting to each other.

"Hansel, plowcart push over ......" Adcock...... Where's my shovel...... Where's the shovel? "Badjet, Badjet...... The rope is falling, the rope is falling! "Craig, do you remember what the old man said? When you love your brother...... What's next? ”

When to love your brother?

The pastor's footsteps paused.

"Love your brothers, love your neighbors, and they will love you...... And then...... Then ......"

"And then I remember......" was the voice of Adcock's second son, Neves, "and behind was when the road became narrow...... When the road becomes narrow...... When ......"

"When the road gets narrow...... Stretch out your hands, support your brother, and the road will be flat again, and the light will be closer...... Righteousness ...... the poor and needy"

Dominate the all-powerful ...... What's wrong with my ears?

Praia turned his head suddenly, and in the field, in front of Neves, Adcock was smug and fluently spitting out the holy words, and beside him, several old and small farmers who were waving, or pulling ropes, or pushing carts, were nodding, smiling, or raising their eyebrows, and the expressions on their faces all showed their approval.

Dominate the all-powerful ...... What's wrong with my eyes?

At this time, Praia suddenly remembered that when he had sighed and couldn't help reciting the holy words before, the dozen or so farmers opposite, although they all showed confusion, also had puzzled looks on their faces......

But when I had to enter the church, I closed my eyes absentmindedly, looked around at the roof, and secretly chatted left and right......

At this time, Praia suddenly realized that the appearance of a dozen farmers with wide eyes and frowning brows at that time was clearly the situation when Little Rose and Little Andre were engrossed in listening to their teachings.

Dominate the all-powerful ...... What happened to the village of Ekri?