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"Parish? Of course! The baron pouted: "How can you not tell the church about such an important matter?" β
"Praia has to do it." The steward replied.
"This has to be done?" Looking at the parchment roll in his hand again, the baron sneered: "Including two or three days earlier than here?" β
"You've already ......," the manager replied, "and it won't affect your harvest if you have more buckwheat seeds." β
"Perhaps, anyway......" The baron shook his head: "That sentence is so true: one more person in the church, one less person in the family!" β
"You can help your family in the church." The steward shook his head and pointed to the parchment scroll in the baron's hand: "It's a little late, but at least you know." β
"yes, got it." The baron said, "However, with such a long time difference, the church must have already started on the side of Akri Village. β
"You own thirteen villages." The steward replied, "If it is the same as in the letter...... Buckwheat in every village can be doubled to produce seeds. β
"Because of this, we can't let the church just stretch out their hands and grab an extra tithe......" The baron stood up: "Forget about the village of Akrya, Cousin John has done a lot of things, and it deserves an extra harvest...... But the remaining twelve villages, and five more, also have damn churches......"
"You have to think about it, and remind the vampires of the church not to be too greedy......" The Baron spread out the parchment again, "Huh...... Loos/Moore, the name ......"
"Healing cattle." The manager reminds at the right time.
"The idea of moving the honeycomb, proposed by Loes/Moore...... The way to move the honeycomb is to be found by Loth/Moore...... Moving the Cellular Thing, hosted by Loth/Moore! β
"Good!" Seeing this, Baron Akford slapped the table heavily: "Everything is done by Loos/Moore!" It's all Loth/Mor doing it, and my people are doing it! Baron Akford recalled, "Loos/Moore, this kid...... Now it's a cowherd, right? β
"Yes, half a month ago, you must appoint him as the cowherd of the village of Aikli...... It is useless for anyone to oppose it. The steward nodded.
"That's because the purpose of the opposition isn't really for the sake of the village of Ekri." Baron Akford tilted his head: "Besides, I remember, you didn't object. β
The steward smiled and did not answer.
"Looks like I'm going to give Looth/Moore a new appointment again......" Baron Akford walked back and forth, "what's it called...... Beehive...... Portion ...... Beehive...... Lot......"
"Beekeeper ......" waited for about half a minute, and the manager spoke: "How about this name?" β
"Good!" The baron high-fived and exclaimed: "Very good! Loth/Moore, the beekeeper of the village of Achille! The lord's beekeeper finds the honeycomb, the lord's beekeeper comes up with a way, and the lord's beekeeper moves the honeycomb...... The lord's beekeeper, let the buckwheat double the seeds! With this new title, I'm curious to know what reason there is for the churches of several other villages to extra-tithe! β
"The parish priest is a wise man, and he will understand what you mean." The steward replied with a smile.
"yes." The baron lord nodded: "The parish has more land than me, and there are places where you can move honeycombs everywhere...... I don't have to bother them too much about this place. β
"The priest should inform the other priests of Akford Collar."
"I hope so......," Baron Akford let out a long sigh...... "Next, we can discuss the relocation of the honeycomb from other villages"
"Yes."
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Medieval World, the village of Aekri.
02/02/02/001.
Wu Qingchen once again entered the sixth day of the medieval world.
In the past few days, Wu Qingchen has been very reluctant to go out.
As the news spread, almost the entire village of Akri knew that the free people's land could also move the honeycomb, and at the same time, they also knew about it, and Pastor Praia and Steward Ifrit had been given full authority to Wu Qingchen/Los to consider and decide.
You can imagine what happened next.
The desire to fill their stomachs greatly stimulated the ingenuity of the villagers.
The villagers who had a conversation with Old William naturally found the cowherd's mansion directly.
The villagers, who were familiar with the Idra and Grace brothers, suddenly realized that they were interested in the structure of the lord's barn.
Even Nina, when she went out to collect firewood in the morning, there were suddenly several more partners around her who were drooling and handed out "I ate too much in the morning to hold this egg".
As the main owner, Wu Qingchen was harassed even more.
The villagers who are still from good families also pay attention to decency, do not hesitate to spend a considerable amount of food, buy a good wooden banquet on the table, eat enough mushy and drink enough water, and then quietly say: As long as you are willing to take care of it, after the buckwheat doubles the seeds, you can open your mouth.
The villagers from mediocre families are much more direct, carrying pasture, wheat on their backs, peas, pushing their daughters whose ears are red, but their eyes are shining, and put them in front of Wu Qingchen: They are all specially selected good things, if you still like them, whether it is pasture, peas, or wheat seeds, I will be able to get a few more copies immediately...... By the way, I also have another daughter!
Even if the villagers have nothing, they are not helpless, leading the skinny mother-in-law and the child who is waiting to be fed, waiting on the road that Wu Qingchen must pass, as soon as he saw Wu Qingchen's figure, he pounced and knelt directly on the ground: I know that you have a lot of things to do, and there are more people and places to consider...... I don't dare to ask you to insert a honeycomb on the edge of my house, but as long as I let my family occupy a little light, from today onwards, we will do whatever you ask us to do!
Selling miserably is poorer, wood feast, strong beauty......
Every time he goes out, Wu Qingchen has to be fully psychologically prepared, waiting for the villagers who have seen the "simplicity", and there are endless tricks.
Be vague, stall for time, and try your best to appease ......
Dealing with the enthusiasm of the villagers, Wu Qingchen roared in his heart every time:
Big brothers and sisters, I also want to promise you and help you......
But the problem is that now in my mind, there is only a way to attack you, persuade you, fool you, twist you into a rope, create a general trend, and go all out to obtain the permission to move the cell!
At home, on the road, in the barn, in the lord's commons...... Each location is a place where Wu Qingchen and the army of urging the plan battle wits and courage.
Even churches are no exception.
As the progress of the lord's commons moving honeycomb was almost halfway through, Pastor Praia became more and more concerned about the outcome of Wu Qingchen's consideration.
In the afternoon.
The village is northeasterly, up the stream, forested.
With the efforts of dozens of serfs in Andre's charge, more and more honeycombs were erected on the lord's commonland, and as the work progressed, the serfs searched for the honeycomb in the forest closest to the commons, and they went deeper and deeper into the forest.
Accompanied by two police officers, more than a dozen serfs worked, and Wu Qingchen instructed as he walked to deal with a fast route to move the honeycomb at night.
"Loos...... Lowes! You're really here......"
When he was busy, a police officer ran into the forest out of breath and walked next to Wu Qingchen, the police officer supported his knees with both hands, and adjusted his breath slightly: "Shepherd...... Master Pastor, and ...... And the steward is looking for you. β
Explaining the remaining points of opening the road, leaving Antoine to remain in charge, Wu Qingchen left the forest with the police service.
When approaching the church, Wu Qingchen noticed that there was something unusual about this day.
Outside the courtyard of the church, at the beginning of the gravel road, a dozen or so police officers gathered around the rough stone sculptures, and two cowherd helpers, Dean and Elmore, stood in the courtyard of the church, tending to a few horses that were spewing a few rough breaths from time to time.
"He's coming......" "Los is coming......"
Wu Qingchen walked closer, the police officers hurriedly got out of the way, and the police officer who led the way stopped next to the sculpture: "The pastor and the steward teacher are all inside." β
"Okay, I'm sorry for you."
Smiling at the surrounding police officers and the cowherds in the courtyard, Wu Qingchen walked to the door of the church.
At this time, about the sound of the outside was heard, and Andre appeared at the door of the church.
"Los! Hmm, that's not right...... Brother Los! Brother Loth, you're here! Quick, come in! β
"What?"
Hearing this title, Wu Qingchen's footsteps slammed suddenly, and the police officer and cowherd helper next to him also shook their bodies at the same time.
"Andrey, you, what are you?"
"Leave this alone, come on!"
Regardless of Wu Qingchen's surprise, Andre rushed over directly, grabbed Wu Qingchen's clothes, and ran towards the church.
Two figures entered the church at the same time.
Outside the church, a dozen police officers and two cowherd helpers looked at each other.
Qi Qi was silent for a few seconds, staring at the wide-eyed crowd while eagerly asking his companions for confirmation.
"Did you hear that?"
"Did you hear that, too?"
"I heard you!"
"Yes!"
"Master Andre, it's called Brother Los!"
"Oh my God! What's going on? β
Passing through the church, walking through the side door, and following AndrΓ©, Wu Qingchen walked to the door of a room made of stone on all sides.
This is the room where the agricultural officer, the priest, the steward, Andre, and other village managers discuss the aftermath when the village cattle are collectively injured.
This is also the room where the pastor, steward, Andre, other village administrators, and Wu Qingchen discussed their next steps when the buckwheat doubled seeds.
Walking to the door with Andre, Wu Qingchen saw that in the room, in addition to the people who attended the meeting when the buckwheat doubled and seeded the seeds last time, there were three more armed men wearing leather armor and daggers around their waists in the room made of stones on all sides.
The three men sat next to the pastor and the steward.
Walking into the stone room, Wu Qingchen took off his hood for the first time, lowered his head, and bent down deeply: "Master Praia, good day...... Good day, Lord Ifrett. β
"Hmm......" Ifrit nodded slightly, paused slightly, and said softly, "Good day, Loth." β
"Hmm......" Praia also nodded slightly, pointing to the two armed men sitting next to him: "These two are the parish of Fishgard, the deacon of Fort Collin...... Mostin and Ramsge. β
Since he was able to have a seat next to Praia, Wu Qingchen was of course very knowledgeable, and he once again bent down deeply.
"Lord Mostin, good day......"
"No, no, no......"
Hearing Wu Qingchen's greeting, Hu Cong, named Mostin, hurriedly stood up and also bent deeply to Wu Qingchen, "It's okay to call me Mostin...... Well, Loos, you have a good day, too. β
Another servant named Ramsgai also stood up and simply greeted Wu Qingchen first: "Good day, Los." β
This......
What's going on?
First Andre called his brother, and then the master greeted him first, Wu Qingchen strongly felt that something big was happening.
However, this is not the time to think, Wu Qingchen hurriedly returned the salute to Ramsey first: "Ramsgei, good day." β
After ......greeting the three of them, Praia introduced the last armed man: "This is the herald of Girtas/Rastabad/Baron Akford, Thistad." β
Thistted stood up early: "Good day, Loth. β
"Good day, Thistlede."
"Okay, now that we've seen it, let's talk about it next......" Pastor Praia beckoned to Wu Qingchen: "Come, Rose, Andre, you come here, sit in my place......"
What the?
Sit down?
Location?
Seat?
Wu Qingchen remembered very clearly that the last time the buckwheat doubled and set seeds, and the next move was discussed, the position of everyone in the stone room:
Priest Praia, steward Ifrett sat at the table, closest to the rush grass.
Andrei sat a little further away from the rush.
The three have seats.
The head of the police officer, the clerk, and the head of the village stood at the table.
Wu Qingchen stood in a slightly more slight place.
There were no seats for the four men.
It is clear that in the medieval world, this was not just a seat, but a rather serious question of hierarchy.
And now, Pastor Praia told Wu Qingchen:
Now, he has a seat.
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