Chapter 31 With food in hand, don't panic

Serfs were not only responsible for farming during the busy farming season, but they actually had to complete the tasks assigned by the farmers during the rest of the time.

Men are generally assigned heavy physical work including feeding, logging, picking, brewing, or carrying.

Of course, there are also some technical ones, such as making barrels and furniture, house repairs, making candle torches and the like.

As for women, they can't be idle either. Their main job is to process raw materials such as flax and wool into fabrics, and finally weave, dye and sew clothes.

There are also some women who are arranged to work as servants in the farm, doing laundry and cooking as well.

Some good-looking ones will be targeted by people to vent their desires. This is also the way the farmer controls the guards.

Complicated work takes up most of their time. Anyone who is lazy will be punished, whipped, fasted, anyway, the farmer will not let them stop.

Only the serfs who had been busy for a day after dark could finally have a little rest.

It's not because the farmer doesn't want them to continue working, but the lighting at night is a problem, and lighting the candles consumes too much of the gain.

Originally there were only a dozen serfs on the farm, but now it has expanded to nearly a hundred, and the houses are still only those.

So it is conceivable that many serfs did not even have room to lie down, so they could only sit and rely on ropes to sleep a little.

Others were stuffed into places like cowsheds and sheepfolds to sleep. Although it stinks, at least they can lie down.

In this closed farm, these people are actually no different from slaves, because all their labor is not harvested, and they are white labor for the farmer.

But at least they still have a ration to eat, which is much better than most of the townspeople.

The first place I came to was the granary. When I opened it, I could see that it was full of bags of grain.

"Hahaha~"

Lance went up to confirm and laughed out loud, even if he travels through time, it will not change his emphasis on food.

As the saying goes, if you have food in your hands, don't panic in your heart.

He needs food very much, otherwise he can't appease the hungry townspeople, and all subsequent actions must be supported by food.

After all, he couldn't get enough to eat, and no one would go with him to fight the ancestors. If he gave him a whole riot, it would be a fire in the backyard, and his foundation would be gone.

"Go, next one."

Lance couldn't wait to go to the next granary, and he probably came to a conclusion after checking all three.

The other two warehouses were not full, but there was enough grain to feed the people of the town for a year. No wonder the town exported grain before.

Because they could not be released to stabilize the market, the grain in the granary had to be left alone, and the price of alcohol began to rise due to the consumption of mercenaries, so the farmers began to brew wine to consume the grain and exchange money from the mercenaries.

The poor have nothing to eat, and the rich have surplus food to make wine.

Lance came to the brewery and directly stopped this waste of food.

The serfs had no choice but to obey his words. If they didn't recognize him, wouldn't they recognize Leonard's knight armor?
There are also pigs, cattle, sheep, and chickens in the animal pen. These are basically raised on the farm for by-products, such as milk, wool, and eggs, which will be used for meat in the end. Only pigs are specially raised for meat.

However, due to the tightening of production, many products were backlogged. The milk was poured out and was not served, and the eggs were piled up in the room and were not released.

"Damn~ These people are really damned~"

These acts of wasting food caused Lance's blood pressure to rise slowly. It's only been a month. Otherwise, if so many eggs are spoiled, it will be more uncomfortable than punching him.

The serfs working in the chicken farm didn't know why the lord was angry, and they all looked very scared.

It's just that Lance didn't vent his anger on them. Instead, he inspected the employees and ordered them.

"You work hard, everything will be fine after today."

Those serfs looked flattered, they seemed even more flustered.

Lance didn't say anything more, but turned around and left here, and after going outside, he said sharply:

"Go, go back."

Both Leonard and Barristan sensed that he was in a bad mood, so they didn't say much, just followed quickly.

It's just that the situation in the manor also surprised Lance.

Disma actually missed~ and was chased by someone.

Because there are two more women on the field.

One is the maid from before, and the other is a fat woman who looks at least two hundred catties, and is driving Disma at this time, yelling some ugly words in her mouth.

"Get out of here!"

And the maid was pacing in a hurry, not knowing what she wanted to do.

Lance and others broke in to interrupt the farce, and the chase stopped.

"My lord... I..." Desma came to Lance's side with embarrassment on his face, obviously ashamed for not being able to complete the task.

"It's okay~" Lance didn't care much, he knew that Desma swore not to kill women and children, otherwise someone else would have been shot.

But I still didn't forget to laugh and tease, "No one here can stop her from rushing."

Hearing this, Barristan weighed the shield in his hand. When he was young, he even dared to wrestle with the bull, but now he found that he was really not sure to block it.

"Who are you? Get out of my house." The woman yelled furiously, and the face that was already piled up with fat looked even more ferocious.

"You are the farmer's daughter?"

Lance looked at the fat woman, no wonder David was so resistant when the farmer mentioned his daughter before, and now he knew why.

At first, I was a little envious of David's shit luck, escaped from death, married a rich woman and took control of the farm.

But now it seems that soft rice is not so easy to eat, and David has to pay a price for controlling the farm, which is a burden that life cannot bear.

"Where did she come from?"

"It should have been released by the servant."

Disma was a little helpless, he would have killed a fat boy of two hundred catties with one shot, but this was a bit difficult, so he could only ask Lance for help.

"What about the adults?"

"It's difficult~" Lance drew out his gun directly, "I don't think so."

He was rather curious whether the rewards for this kind of tonnage sacrifice should be a little more?
The woman dared to run after Disma bravely just now, but when she faced Lance's gun, she was frightened and stupid. The fat on her whole body was trembling, and she completely lost the arrogance just now.

Bully the soft and fear the hard~
The farmer was shocked when he saw Lance draw his gun without saying a word. David's death was still vivid in his memory just now, but this time the gun was aimed at his daughter.

"Wait a moment!"

The farmer quickly ran out to block his daughter.

 Thank you [Don't be late] for the reward, brothers who have votes, vote, it's up to you to save the family.

  
 
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