"I am a clean-minded person, and you should wash your body at least once a week and your hands once a day.

Open defecation is not allowed, you must go to the place I designate, and you are not allowed to litter, and you must try to throw it in the place I designate. The same goes for livestock manure, which must be collected and disposed of every week.

Those who do so can reduce half of the rent.

Whoever can kill the filthy rat and bring it to me and my men will be rewarded with a grain as heavy as the mouse. ”

Although it is only a few words, it can be regarded as the prototype of a miniature version of the patriotic health movement.

As long as this is really implemented, it can at least reduce the general chance of getting sick.

It can be described as a thousand words.

For the populace, this is just a slight increase in their troubles.

Open defecation and other things were indeed a bad custom of the era - it is said that in the Middle Ages, Parisians would casually pour dung and urine downstairs, and the walls were even flooded with dung, and the enemy could climb up the dung hill.

Take a shower once a week and wash your hands once a day – that's a pretty low standard for a modern person.

But it does greatly reduce the risk of disease, and can be said to be almost as useful as healing spells in this day and age.

As for calling everyone to fight rats, although a little food will be paid as a reward, the results will be amazing.

Don't look at the mouse as inconspicuous, in fact, it can eat more than nine kilograms of food on average every year, and there will be more food polluted, wasted, and wasted by it - enough for an ordinary person to eat for twenty or thirty days in this year.

It is also a source of many dangerous diseases, and it can also steal eggs, chickens, bite leather boots and iron pots, and so on.

If it weren't for the immaturity of the conditions, Luo Ming would even think that even mosquitoes and flies would call on the whole people to count.

Even if it's just a few now, it will lead to a huge drop in the prevalence of the whole territory in the next few years.

The collected manure can be used for fertilization after fermentation, which is another thing that can be used to boast.

The land is still the same land, why can I Luo Ming come to greatly increase production, and the people are less sick?

Most people will think that it is God Blessing, this is not God Blessing, what is God Blessing?

It just so happens that these practices do not involve supernatural forces at all, and even if they are traced, there is no need to worry at all, even if they are stolen by others, it will be a few years later.

After saying this, the steward had already waved notes on a piece of linen, and most of these people showed expressions that were not too confused.

In fact, the masses of the people are never stupid, at most they lack education. They knew little about the general truth, but their instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm made them obey the new lord who had a whip in one hand and a food reward in the other.

Then the steward and some of his servants distributed black bread to them, as had been agreed.

As soon as they saw the bread, they became excited—although they generally did not starve to death, they would save food except during the busy season, when it required a lot of physical labor, even to the point that they could not starve to death, so that such a loaf of bread could be eaten for a day.

Therefore, let them say a word in passing when they receive food, and it will sound sincere:

"May the gods bless our lord with a long and healthy life, and thank him for the good days he has brought us!"

The steward probably thought that it was just Luo Ming's youth, and he would rather throw out the bread to listen to flattery, so when this matter was over, he still had a distressed expression.

Of course, he was not the owner of these black breads, but as the steward of the manor, he was very conscious of the interests of his master as a domestic slave.

"Sow one bucket of seeds, and you can harvest four buckets of grain. Digging a canal can reclaim 100 acres of wasteland.

What I am doing now is the same as sowing seeds and digging ditches, so don't be stingy with this effort, and don't deduct from it.

After this is done, if it is done well, I will reward you directly with gold coins. ”

Having said this to the steward, Luo Ming then began to convey more orders.

The stonemason didn't need to be invited, in the simple spirit of borrowing even the cat's paws when he was busy, Luo Ming was going to ask Granty to help move a boulder directly, and in public he picked up the long sword attached to Cangyan and carved it into a stone tablet, and then used Cangyan to directly burn the words.

However, there are some things that Luo Ming and Grant Di can't do on their own.

For example, liaise with merchants, slave traders, and artisans.

It's not impossible to go to Sherlock, but even in a small town, you won't find too many people available, not to mention that you owe more favors.

And this steward, after all, often negotiates with businessmen, and let him be in charge of liaison is considered a good person.

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Nighttime.

After finishing the habitual vomiting work, Luo Ming lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.

It can be seen as a rural area, and it is very quiet. People work at sunrise and rest at sunset.

The slightest sounds at night are nothing more than the chirping of insects or frogs – even less common during this season.

As a result, Luo Ming slept soundly.

Until he regained consciousness and found himself in a dream.

Surrounded by pitch black and dotted with countless stars, although I can move my body, I don't feel quite right.

Sleeping so soundly, he shouldn't have a dream at this time, and he immediately realized it.

"Aya, did you do it?"

"To be precise, it is with the help of the power of His Highness the Black Sun that this can be done easily.

In order to be by your side and help you, my beautiful and lovely body, along with my strength, is still in 'that world'. ”

Accompanied by the cute figure, Aya appeared and turned around in place, as if she was venting her dissatisfaction with the separation of her soul from her "lovely body", and as if she was deliberately selling cuteness.

She was dressed in the robes of an aristocratic scholar, with a slender but uneven figure, unpretentious blonde hair hanging down, unable to hide her blue-gold eyes, and her ears were cute and pointed, with a kind of inhuman beauty.

It is almost exactly the same as the "future vision" that Luo Ming saw some time ago.

"You've probably forgotten that when I encouraged you to seize the opportunity to gain nobility, you issued a mission and promised a reward, right?"

Sitting on a desk table that suddenly appeared, she conjured up a dark spot and a whip, and held up the black-rimmed glasses that had also just appeared in front of her face, and smiled.

"Say it. Luo Ming sat back, and unsurprisingly, a couch appeared behind him, after all, this was his own dream world.

"Clams, why aren't you surprised?"

Aya muttered a little dissatisfied, but did not break it again, but said bluntly: "That big demon has seen your face, and you can't let it live." ”