Becoming A God Starts From Farming

The name change of Heitiehe did not cause much disturbance among residents.

People don’t care if it is called Xiaoshixi or Black Iron River, or whatever, they care about the harvest this fall.

For serfs who have been poor for half their lives, land is their life. From the moment they raise their picks and picks high, these two things will not be separated from each other.

The old serfs in the village can walk through every ridge with their eyes closed. They don’t need to open their eyes. They only need to smell the air to know what is planted in this field.

And the God-given land that has never existed, let this autumn be completely different from previous years.

If people are still sensible about increasing potato production, then a wheat field that consumes 10 drops of wood elements every month, increases the speed by 50%, and increases the yield by 20%, is enough to drive these serfs crazy.

The autumn is not here yet, and the ears are already golden.

Miaoshen Maimang is full of fleshy grains.

The serfs in the field stroked the braided braids that had been squeezed down, weeping with joy, speaking incoherently, and the full of emotions finally turned into a few words.

"For Divine Vestige! For Divine Vestige!"

These most simple and tenacious lower-class people succumbed to the joy of harvest.

They will nurture the purest faith with the purest joy.

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City Hall

The early autumn harvest has made administrative officials a little rushed, but after such a long period of grassroots polishing, These small problems can no longer stump him.

"Lola!"

"Yes!"

"Immediately count the area of ​​mature wheat fields and delineate the scope. Those that mature in advance are definitely a god-given land. No one is allowed to harvest without my order."

"Lola received it! Let’s go!"

"Meira!"

"Yes!"

"Immediately prepare spare harvesting tools and measuring tools, and publicly measure and collect taxes on the town square, so that other residents can see why the god-given land can be called Divine Vestige!"

"Lola received it! How about you, my lord?"

"hmph, after being an apprentice for a few months, I don’t know what my surname is, right? Now, don’t go!”

Ruvid was angry and funny. The two boys are not as intimidated by him as they were at the beginning, especially the ghostly and clever Mela.

Ordered to deploy one by one, Ruvid also began to organize his clothes, because he was going to the castle to meet the lord.

Four or five minutes later, Ruvid dismounted his horse at the gate of the castle. The guards and servants at the gate did not delay. They saw that it was the administrative officer and quickly opened the door.

He entered the door and saw that he was about to go upstairs, but was stopped by the castle butler.

"Administrator Ruvid, why does it seem to be in such a hurry, Master is practicing fighting skills in the backyard, I will take you over."

"I have a job butler, it is indeed a bit urgent, but it is Good thing, hehe."

Butler Modi and Ruvid one after the other came to the training ground and met Odin Baron who was fighting skills during the cultivation.

As soon as they stepped into the training ground, they saw two crystal white lights flashing over their heads like lightning, leaving behind a cold air.

Ruvid looked back again, and there were two ice thorns deeply inserted into the stone wall of the castle, spreading a piece of hoarfrost.

"My lord's fighting skills are getting stronger and stronger. This ice thorn is enough to kill a few me in a second."

"haha, the fighting skills have a breakthrough, and the skills are itchy for a while. Don’t scare you, Modi, let the servant bring the tables and chairs, and we’ll talk here."

"Yes, sir."

After a while, the servant quickly put it on With a set of tables and chairs, Liz also carries a teapot to pour tea to Ruvid.

"This is a kind of precious tea brought by the caravan from the east. The master likes it very much, and the administrative officer will try it."

"Well, it’s very good, the taste is good. Thick, sweet aftertaste, what kind of tea is this?"

Liz cooked the tea for the master, and echoed, "The caravan said this is black tea. Do you think the color of the tea is red."

"It's really red, it's strange."

"Hehe, if you like, I will let Butler share some of you later."

"Thanks Sir Lord’s reward!"

"Okay, let’s talk about what is good."

"It is a wheat field given by the gods. Some serfs reported that it is fully mature and can be It's harvested.

Because of the special nature of the god-given land, I plan to conduct public weighing and tax collection in the town square, so that more residents can experience the power of Divine Vestige firsthand."

"Well, yes, it is a good idea. The importance of the god-given land is self-evident. Let's do it like this. The serf's grain tax is still collected at 70%.

That's right. , Has the decree to reward housing been issued?"

"The announcement was made earlier, but the subordinates were unsure about the award candidates."

Ruvid used this for the first time. The decree, I can’t understand Master Odin’s true intentions.

The announcement said it was rewarded to the most industrious and pious serfs, but how to judge these two conditions?

Neither of these two things can be measured by a fixed standard, so this makes Ruvid very difficult.

"hehe, when the time comes, there will be an Oracle coming down. Who can get the reward is all clear and undisputed."

Odin took a sip of black tea and opened the mouth and faintly. said.

As for the issue of reward ownership, he had long thought of it. The purpose of this reward was to set an example among serfs, to give serfs a way to rise, and let them see the hope of changing their status. Not completely blocked.

In this way, the enthusiasm of the entire serf group can be improved through the power of a small part of the example.

Secondly, it can also deepen the value of faith in the eyes of residents, and make the faith of illusory a truly valuable thing, a thing that can see actual benefits, rather than a dispensable existence.

Let faith become the key to the promotion of serfs. This is just the 1st Step, a small test.

Of course, these real ideas cannot be disclosed to Ruvid. He only explained how to improve the living conditions of serfs and increase their enthusiasm.

For these two reasons, it is enough.

As for how to choose the most pious serfs, the ultimate method is still to fall on the book of faith.

After the new function of the Book of Faith was developed some time ago, in order to increase the number of Level 4 believers, Odin everyday all will enter the Soul Space before going to bed to search for suitable believers and pray.

After a lot of searching and listening to his work, although he never found a second Level 4 believer, he has explored a way to quickly screen the prayers of believers.

By controlling the receiving function of the Book of Faith, a distinction is made between the prayers of Level 1 believers and Level 2 believers.

Let the Book of Faith automatically read all the prayers of Level 2 believers, and leave a record for him to look through, while the prayers of Level 1 believers are directly skipped.

He has analyzed the prayers of Level 1 believers, which is basically impossible to trigger the believer contract.

According to this screening principle, he can also distinguish between territories.

Let the Book of Faith separately intercept the Power of Faith generated by each serf in the three villages, and record how many drops of Power of Faith they have generated over a period of time.

In this case, who are the most pious serfs? He is obvious at a glance.

This method is very time-saving and labor-saving. The only drawback is that it needs to continuously consume his spirit strength during the screening process, which is acceptable to him.