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In previous years, Elda's average yield was 1-2 bushels.That is, 50-100 catties of grain, five mu of land is only three to five hundred catties, and five people need to eat for a year-how is this enough?These three to five hundred catties can be fed to an adult for a year, that is, just enough to eat.

So it is natural to borrow food, and it has to be mixed with some sawdust, sand, and wild vegetables.

Not only that, everyone had to find a way to go to the lord's side to work as a buddy earlier, so as to subsidize the family and let the family barely have enough to eat.

Therefore, the greatest wish of the common people of Eldar in their life is to have enough food.

Of course, there is no money to buy shoes and clothes.

The September crop this year was 6-8 bushels, which is several times higher—but even with an 8 bushel crop, that's only forty bushels.

If all the forty bushels of grain were used for rations, it would be enough.But all these daily necessities cost money.If you want to order some clothes and shoes, or if you are forced by the lord to raise a horse, the whole family will have to work hard to live.

This still does not count as seeds. If seeds are counted, the [-] bushels of grain are thrown into the [-]-acre field, and there is basically nothing left.

Therefore, these farmers, no matter how they count, have to manage the squires and nobles to borrow a usury loan to live.

So, what are the Eldar farmers on this street so proud of?

A loud shout behind him caught the Sun King's attention.He and his servants looked back and found that it was the whole family.

The whole family drove two large carriages full of grain.It looks like it's going out of town.After they met a gang of mercenaries, a 'dispute' ensued.

The Sun King couldn't help gloating. It seemed that those mercenaries were trying to steal the old farmer's things. It was quite exciting-these mercenaries were all George's people!

He glanced at George happily, and then Master Smoke walked over leisurely with his servants, intending to see how these shelter mercenaries that George boasted all day were doing evil.

"Oh! Comrade, just accept it! My son just went to the Swan Lake with the 'Rangers' this year. Seeing you is like seeing my son——Little John, hurry up and buy your mother just now I also brought the 'Xiujin Osmanthus Cake' - you are also going to the front line? Eat it on the road, eat it on the road!"

The old farmer took the basket beside him, and stuffed it with the pile of things in his arms.

This scene made the 'mercenaries' very embarrassed.The team leader saw that the team in front had already left, and hurriedly postponed: "My fellow, you can keep these things for yourself, we are disciplined"

The Sun King standing next to the carriage looked at the scene in front of him with a dazed look on his face.Not only did the old farmer and the 'mercenaries' speak a lot of words that he had never heard of, but their actions also completely refreshed the Sun King's three views.

This is the play, right?And those ordinary people who put things into the hands of soldiers?What is this soldier in the eyes of the people?It's a bandit, it's a robber!They did all kinds of evil. When supporting the battlefield, they often burned, killed and looted the passing cities in the name of supplies.

This made the people of the northern country hate the soldiers of their own country more than the bandits in the southern wilderness.

The sanctuary may have strict military discipline, and no one will do this kind of thing.But it's not like letting people give things away, and being treated as their own sons and brothers by the common people, right?

And people are rushing to give things, but they still don't accept them?Isn't this bullshit?

After being stubborn for a long time, the Sun King found out that the team leader finally took the things away, and then left on his way.

At this moment, the Sun King felt refreshed like he had eaten a bowl of ice dragon in that summer.

But then, a soldier from that team ran back, and while the Sun King was stunned, he threw a few silver foxes that were held in a handkerchief towards the carriage.

"Oh! Why did you give me the money!" The old farmer who had just gotten into the car stomped his feet fiercely: "I paid so much back!"

In the end, he carefully collected the money, asked his son to keep it safe, and told his son to keep it properly and donate it back to the 'Farmers' Association', which will be used as seed money for people in the community.Or buy some new tools for everyone.

After giving the order, the old farmer turned his head, looked at the Sun King, his servants and concubines who were stuck in place next to the carriage, smiled and said, "I'm just kidding you—you came from the Cathedral of Dawn Did you come here? Or the Sun Knight who came over from Halinska? Are you going to the front line too?"

When the old farmer said these words, his face was wrinkled with a smile, as if he was not looking at a person from the southern desert, but a hero protecting them.

But the Sun King sounded a little sad-how many people from Halinska joined the mercenary team in the sanctuary?And the ones who have gone to the shelter?Avali that son of a bitch

"No, I came from further south." The Sun King said with his chest straightened out.The servants and concubines around me also stood up straight and raised their heads proudly—we are from Sun City!

Hearing this, the old farmer couldn't help being slightly taken aback, then he sized up the nobles in front of him, picked up his whip, and was about to leave: "Oh~ so it's from the river of stars, drive~."

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Looking at the old farmer who was about to leave after throwing his whip, the Sun King looked bewildered.

He really couldn't figure it out.Not to mention that we are from the Southern Wilderness, just that this noble status is enough for an old farmer to stop his car and answer some questions, right?Here in Elda, anyone who dares to be disrespectful to nobles will be whipped!

Things like beating people to death in the street happen from time to time.I have also done a lot of chivalrous things.

But the people he met today, no matter what their identities, seemed to be indifferent to him.It seems that he is very confident towards the nobles, and he doesn't care about the authority of the nobles at all.

I still plan to ask something, how can I let him go?Seeing that the carriage had already left, the Sun King coughed and quickly reached out to hold the carriage.

This giant had a lot of strength, but after holding the shaft of the chariot with one hand, the horse raised its hooves, but it didn't pull the chariot.

The old farmer couldn't help frowning and turned around, seeing the smile on Sun King's face.

"However, I came here with Prince Rodunke Chilong. It is regarded as a member of the regiment, and I will participate in the martial arts tournament together."

This time, the old farmer was finally moved. Even his whole family turned their heads and stared curiously at this fat man who was a head or two taller than a horse.

"Oh~ So I came here with the great lord. Good, good!" The old farmer nodded repeatedly, his eyes full of respect.

"Great Lord? Your name is 'George'?" The Sun King was a little surprised: "Why do you call him the Great Lord instead of the Lord of Heaven, the Prince, or His Highness? What does the Great Lord mean?"

"Because he is the great lord of everyone." The old farmer nodded and sighed: "How can it be compared to those nobles who are just eating and waiting to die."

The Sun King's eyes moved slightly, and he muttered in his heart: "The great lord of all..."

The old farmer seemed to be interested in chatting, so he took the initiative to chat with the Sun King: "Seeing how tall you are, I thought you were a ranger, or a warrior of the Dawn Guard."

"Hehe, that's sort of it." The Sun King straightened his expression and said, "However, old, old (call me old John), old John, I have heard these two words a lot along the way. The Dawn Guard , I know, Templars, right? But what are Rangers?"

Hearing the Sun King's question, the old farmer pointed to the 'mercenaries' who had left not far away, and said, "Aren't those just rangers?"

At this moment, the Sun King finally realized something.

No wonder these mercenaries look very different. They are fake mercenaries and real rangers.They mingled among the crowd and merged with the people at the bottom of Eldar, making it difficult for outsiders to tell them apart.

All kinds of strange phenomena in this city should also be caused by these mercenaries - I don't know what they have done.

"Old John, these cars belong to your family? How much land do you need for so much grain? How many people are there in your family?" Sun King asked while looking at the old farmer's sons and wives.

In the ensuing chat, the Sun King learned that the family had not yet been separated. The old farmer had three sons, one went to the battlefield, one got married at home, and one was not yet married.Two sons and a daughter-in-law are now living with the elderly, and there are also several infant grandchildren-the children have no land, so they can be regarded as a serious family of five.

After chatting again, the Sun King discovered that the family of five did have fifty acres of land, but none of the land belonged to them—their family was refugees from outside and tenants!So he himself has no land.

However, their home is in the 'Dawn Farmers Association'.Rent to the day.So there are land species.

After this year's grain was handed over to the peasant association, there was a lot left over.And the grain in these two carts is only part of it—after changing a lot of utensils and clothes, there are still nearly 300 bushels of grain left!

Enough for this old snack for several years!

And the family also has cattle, and horses—also rented.Or public.Because no money.There will also be some subsidies.But the cubs born, as well as the dairy products produced, etc., are all shared with the peasant association!So the whole family treated the cattle and horses as if they were their own treasures, and took good care of them.