Since the town of Arano has changed, the feeling of the whole town has changed.

The atmosphere that used to be calm and waveless, but lifeless, became hot. According to the words of the mayor Chen Hansheng, it is in the new era of Chinese management here, everyone will find their place.

After the baron's land was redistributed, Chen Hansheng led the former serfs and current farm workers to conduct militia training in the early morning and evening, farmland and water conservancy construction during the day, and cultural study and agricultural knowledge at night. He had to improve the efficiency of every farmer, free up more hands, to the forest farm, to the fish pond, to the mine, to the factory.

These former serfs never lived their lives in a very tight way, nor did they live their lives so meaningfully.

It's not that no one complains that life is more tiring now than under the baron. But as long as Chen Hansheng lifted the carrot of food and money, and the comparison of the prisoners' coolies, these people hid their lazy thoughts.

Training tasks, production tasks and learning tasks will have a succession of competition, the most standard drills, the most completed planned tasks, the fastest literacy, will be rewarded with better food, and the excellent ones will even have a bronze shield and a silver gun bonus. If you don't do it well, you will naturally have to increase the amount and redo it, and if you show malice, you will even have to deduct rations or accept corporal punishment.

The instructors, team leaders and technicians under Chen Hansheng are not the cautious teachers on the earth, and those new employees are not fragile students, and there will be no shortage of boards and whips when it is time to do it. These days, carrots and sticks have achieved very good results.

Even many of the town's freedmen were attracted by the treatment and signed up to work on the farm.

Almost every other day, Chen Hansheng finds time to join in the labor of water conservancy construction. Not only him, but also warriors such as Kalanda, Prince's Peak, and Malenor, as well as magicians such as Glade and Crete, will also participate in labor with others whenever they have time.

This is an unimaginable thing in the minds of the locals. For the serfs, Chen Hansheng was equivalent to replacing the position of baron. Digging a pit with a baron, building a wall with a magician, is something that cannot be heard in the most invented stories.

In the beginning, there were always rumors that these strange Chinese were pretending to buy people's hearts. But as time went on, when Chen Hansheng appeared in the fields again and again, all the rumors turned into jokes.

"I tell you, that's the power of example. Chen Hansheng was dressed in linen clothes, holding a hoe, and said to Kalanda, who was also working and dressed on the side, "As long as we take the lead, their efficiency can be increased by 30%. What a value!"

"I didn't think the first time I got a hoe would come with you. Kalanda laughed, her coarse cloth clothes just lining off her heroic appearance. She is now the president of the women's association and the idol of many local women. Every time she took the lead in coming out to work, the women of the women's association behind her worked hard as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. Although Kalanda had little experience in farm work, he could not stand up to the strength and fighting spirit of a high-ranking samurai. As long as she makes a move, today's advanced will not be able to escape from her palm.

"Doesn't it feel good?"

"There is a very strange feeling, I always thought that labor is a very painful thing, I didn't expect to have a battle with everyone, and there is really some thrill of fighting!"

"That's because we help everyone find meaning and value in their efforts. ”

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Almost everyone found a place, except for one: Jenny, the daughter of Baron O'Farrell, who had been left in town because she was too young to be guilty, making her the most out of place in the town. Almost everyone shuns her, and she often receives hateful glances when she walks along the road.

Fortunately, she was accepted as an apprentice by Glade and became a disciple of the magician, apparently giving her an umbrella. Glade was not human, and had no interest in taking care of the little girl's daily life, so the task was given to her brother Crite.

In the newly built elementary school, Crete sighed heavily after a Chinese lesson, and the speed at which the students below could pick up new words was very different. In the same class, an honor student like Jenny mastered all the words, but a stupid child might not have learned any of them.

"Everyone else can go, go back and study well, and tomorrow there will be an exam in class. Remember not to run around, two people have gone missing in the past two days. It's all teenagers, you have a little heart. Doris, Mara, Andrea, Rosa, you stay. We still have some time before the start of the adult evening school, and we have to make up for it. ”

Doris's face flushed, and she hung her head silently. She was the oldest in the class, but she had no talent for learning, and this was not the first time she had stayed to make up for it. She stole a glance at Crete, who seemed to be a little younger than her, this good-looking girl-like teacher, both outwardly and inwardly, was much stronger than her, and she felt that she was listening to the lecture very carefully, but she remembered more words than the teacher's appearance. The shame in her heart overwhelmed her again.

The other children were also the most difficult in the class, but most of them were not as ashamed as Doris, and some did not realize what was wrong with not studying well. Because they have never been in the classroom since they were born, and they don't know what learning should be like.

Crete waited for everyone else to leave, and said, "Let's begin, and I'll tell you those words all over again." ”

The others opened their textbooks in despair, and were waiting for Crete to speak, when they heard another person walking back outside the door, it was Jenny, and she plucked up her courage and walked up to them and said, "Crete, let me speak to them." You're about to break through to become a low-level mage, and you'll need more time to meditate and think. I've studied magic before, and I'm familiar with it. ”

Crete was a little surprised, in fact, with Jenny's level, there was no need to take classes here at all, but because there was nowhere to go, or she felt safe following Crete, she listened to every class. It's just that she barely spoke in the class before, and I don't know what's going on today. Crete said, "You're going to review them?"

"Hmm. ”

"What do you think?" Crete asked the others.

Someone muttered, "Teacher, she can't do it, she's younger than us." ”

Crete saw this as a good opportunity for Jenny to blend in with the people, and said, "I believe she has enough knowledge, but I don't know if she can teach you well, because I haven't been able to teach you well." Maybe someone else will make it better?"

Seeing that no one objected, Crete left Jenny behind and walked out of the classroom by herself.

Jenny looked at the other four expectantly, but she struggled for a long time before she mustered up the courage to make this request to Crete, she took out the textbook from her satchel, and said, "Well, let's ...... from this word."

Before she could finish her words, a voice came from beside her: "Stop!"