warm dragon

Chapter 58 Officials
"Quiet, quiet!"

In the stone house, Charles yelled loudly, finally making dozens of village chiefs and serf stewards lower their voices.

"Old Hans."

"Your Majesty, please give me your instructions."

"I will give you time to speak next, but if anyone dares to speak outside the speaking time, he will be punished immediately with ten lashes!"

"Yes, Old Hans is keeping an eye on these people personally!" Old Hans quickly expressed his stance.

The deterrence of the ten whips was amazing, so there was no other sound in the room except breathing.

Charles was very satisfied with this, so he continued to say slowly: "The health policy is like this. The lord is very dissatisfied with the mess of the Black-rumped Snake Manor, so your dangers and opportunities come together."

Everyone doesn’t understand what danger and opportunity are.

Charles explained this: "The danger is that if someone is defecating in the open in the future, he will be punished with ten lashes once he is caught! If he refuses to change his ways, not only will he be whipped, but the serf steward and the village leader will also be whipped!"

"Ah..." Halfway through the exclamation, the serf stewards covered their mouths for fear of being whipped.

After Charles was frightened enough, he continued to explain: "As long as you don't defecate in the open, you won't be whipped, and there are benefits. The lord is generous and kind. He is willing to reward those serfs who love hygiene. Anyone who loves hygiene will be rewarded. !”

If you accumulate a bucket of urine, you will be rewarded with a copper plate by the lord.

If you accumulate a bucket of shit, you will be rewarded by the lord with two copper coins.

In the town, a piece of black bread, enough to feed a family of three for a day, only sold for one and a half copper coins. This reward was quite generous.

The key is a free reward that lasts for a long time.

"Now, you can discuss as much as you like." Charles finished reading the health policy and let go of the public opinion in the room.

"Your Excellency Charles, are you really willing to pay us cleaning fees?" Old Hans asked impatiently with his eyes shining.

"Of course, my lord will do what he says."

"Your Excellency, is it right for a bucket of urine to be worth one copper coin, and a bucket of stool to be worth two copper coins, right? I can also put the poop of the chickens and ducks at home in the bucket of shit, right?" A serf in charge said with his fingers. asked enthusiastically.

Charles replied: "Of course, you can even go outside to pick up cow dung or sheep dung, as long as it's dung."

"Great!" The serf stewards were overjoyed.

"But...but Sir, we only have one bucket at home. The poop can be dried, but we can't use the bucket to store urine, right?" Some serf stewards began to worry. Wooden buckets are not cheap, and coopers have a high status here.

"Don't worry, the lord has taken this into consideration, and a batch of wooden barrels and pottery jars at the original price will be shipped soon. You only need to spend a cost price to buy them back. This is a benefit given to you by the lord. .”

"Really? That's great!"

"Praise the master, praise the master!"

"I can't wait to go back and poop now, um, in the pottery jar I bought!"

"Hey, I farted just now."

"kill him!"

The room was noisy. The village chiefs and serf stewards were very interested in the health policy of issuing cleaning fees.

Charles waited until everyone had made enough noise before continuing: "After we go back, make it clear to each household of serfs that there will be rewards for collecting excrement, and you will be whipped if you defecate casually...Old Hans, you still have a mission. The lord will be in the small market." The city is building a toilet.”

"Why build a toilet?" Old Hans wondered, "Sir Charles, for the cleaning fee, I am not willing to go to the toilet to solve the problem."

"Of course you can collect feces at home, but the toilet must be built. This is for the sake of the future. The lord has sent people to invite the caravan and invite the caravan to come to the small market to sell goods for the convenience of the serfs in the manor."

After a pause, Charles continued to introduce: "In the future, every month when caravans come to Youguang Valley, the lord will invite them to a small market. Do you understand?"

After the warm season, caravans arrive every month.

So Russell also wanted to do business with the caravan and invite the caravan to come to the small market to sell goods. At the same time, the caravan could also purchase some properties from the manor.

As time went by, the territorial economy was revitalized. Instead of like now, there are more than 3,500 serfs, all milling around the farmland, not even a craftsman.

"The lord is so kind-hearted, he is so kind to us!" A serf in charge choked up on the spot.

"The dragon is watching the master!"

"The master has the blood of the fluorescent mushroom family in his body, he can shine in the dark!"

"Praise the master!"

There were flattering voices one after another. In this atmosphere, the old Hans took over the job of repairing the toilet.

It's just a toilet. The serfs in the territory can build it without the help of the town's craftsmen.

"The small market must also be expanded and the roads must be widened. Old Hans, you and I have a very heavy task." Charles warned when sending Old Hans out, "What the lord means is to pass the construction of windmills, mills and toilets. , to cultivate a territory’s own construction team.”

"I'll try my best, Sir Charles."

"It's not as certain as possible. You must carefully select which serf has the talent for construction."

"Yes, Sir Charles, I will definitely pull up a serf construction team." Old Hans nodded heavily, feeling that the burden was heavy.

Charles said: "You don't have to feel embarrassed. The serf construction team is a good thing. The lord never sends hungry serfs to work, so every time the serfs work, the lord will take care of the food. I believe the serfs will like the construction team."

"Of course, of course."

"But lazy ones will be kicked out and whipped. You must strictly implement this."

"I will, Lord Charles."

"Only when the lord is kind will he treat the serfs well. But as officials of the territory, you and I have the obligation to help the lord and manage the serfs well, so that the hardworking people can eat more bread and the lazy ones can be whipped more." Charles patted the old Hans. shoulders.

Old Hans nodded hastily: "Yes, yes, that's it."

After seeing off old Hans and the serf stewards, Charles did not rush to the manor immediately, but spent some time at home. Because it’s not dinner time yet, if I go early and get sent away by Russell, I won’t be able to have a meal.

"Master, are you having lunch at home?" The cook and maid came over and asked. She was an aunt in her forties.

"No, you can cook some for yourself."

"Okay sir."

The cook left, and Charles was a little bored in the room for a while. He wanted to read newspapers and novels, but there were none in the room.

Newspapers can only be found in the Fluorescent Castle, while books are lost at home.

"I should have brought a book from the manor's courtyard. Russell likes to read, and there are a lot of books piled up in the study room." Charles thought like this, and simply moved a chair to the window, sat in the window and looked at the fields in the distance.

"Compared to before, Russell now...well, looks like a qualified lord."

In the past, Russell was diligent but somewhat inferior and introverted. However, after his fighting spirit blossomed, Russell became outgoing and cheerful, especially his self-confidence.

The most important thing is that the dragon started to look at Russell.

"Eric has become a knight of fantasy beasts. This is really..." Charles felt inexplicably jealous.

He was not afraid of his brother's misfortune, but he was afraid of his brother driving a Land Rover. At first, he and Eric were both tutors and had the same status. In the blink of an eye, Eric had become the Knight of Phantom Beasts, and his status far surpassed him.

"No, I have to practice hard again, just in case Russell gets another phantom beast..." Charles stood up immediately and began to practice fighting spirit.

But after practicing for a while, he became discouraged: "Oh, it has been idle for too long, and the meridians have become stiff. I have no chance to become a great knight!"

"Forget it!"

He shook his head and thought for comfort: "I'd better follow Russell and be a good official... In the future, if Russell can make great achievements, I might also be able to become a lord and revitalize my ancestral industry!"

(End of this chapter)