Lord from the end of the world

The spring is cold and the wind is blowing.

A group of people shivered and lined up in the square to get the broth. Their bodies were cold, but their hearts were warm.

Winter is cold and hard, but the arrival of spring doesn't mean it's easy.

The shortage of food made it difficult for them to eat outdoors in winter, and they tried to reduce their food intake, resulting in weakness.

As soon as the ice and snow start to melt, they have to start heavy labor, which is hard for their bodies to bear.

At this time in previous years, there are always some people who survived the cold winter with great difficulty, but fell in the spring when everything recovered.

This year is different, their new lord actually distributes magic horn beef and bone soup to everyone in the territory, even if they eat it, it feels unreal.

"George, you have to stand in line for the meat and bone broth."

Nadou saw the elderly George squeezed to the front of the line, and shook his head at him.

George quickly explained: "I'm not here to jump in line, I just want to ask, can an old man like me get meat?"

"Of course!" Nado was very sure, "The lord is talking about everyone."

"But, but... I won't live long, and I can't do anything for the lord." George rubbed his hands anxiously.

The old people in the territory are always the first to be sacrificed, and when there is no food, they get the least food.

Every winter, there are many elderly people who cannot survive, so there are very few elderly people in the territory.

Their territory is already very benevolent. Except for the nobles, most people in other territories will not live to old age.

"This is not something you need to worry about. You can do whatever the lord arranges for you."

George wiped his tears and silently lined up at the end of the line holding a wooden bowl. When other old people heard the news, they came to line up one after another.

After eating the meat and bone soup, everyone sat on the ground, holding the meat with chopsticks while drinking the bone soup.

Some people also put black bread into the soup, which is always a good idea to eat too much.

With the oily, warm bone broth, the hard, throat-scratching brown bread becomes delicious.

A dwarf mother offered meat from her own bowl to her child, but the child rejected it.

Young dwarf: "Mom, I have it in my bowl, eat it yourself."

The dwarf mother still insisted on giving him the meat: "I don't like meat, you eat more, so you can work hard tomorrow."

Renee, who was ordering food for someone, saw all this sharply, and shouted directly:

"What are you doing! You can only eat the monster meat that the lord gave you!"

The dwarf mother's hands trembled, and the chopsticks holding the meat were quickly taken back.

Renee said sternly while quickly making meat and soup for the people in line:

"The magic horn beef and soup are all given to you to restore your health and work better. You have given it to others. If you can't keep up with your health, you will only live up to the lord's good intentions and delay the lord. big deal!"

The dwarf mother's head was bowed down, and her ears were all red.

Others who want to distribute it to their relatives and friends, or want to save it, all dare not think carefully.

Renee nodded in satisfaction, and then shouted in her sonorous voice:

"The lord said that for five consecutive days from today, everyone will be given magic horn beef and soup every day, and they must eat it by themselves, and no disobedience is allowed!"

The magic horned ox is very huge, one cow can weigh more than 3000 catties, and two cows can cut three to four thousand catties of meat.There are more than 2000 people in the territory. On average, each person can share more than a catty of meat, and each person can share two or three ounces of meat for five days.

Warcraft meat contains magic power, ordinary people can't eat too much, this number is not small.

For a group of people who rarely even have the opportunity to eat ordinary meat, it is very much.

"It's great, it's great to have a lord."

The simple and honest giant swallowed the meat in his mouth and drank another bowl of hot bone soup with a satisfied face.

The giant is tall and strong, and he is an expert at working in the manor.But they also eat a lot, there is not enough food in the territory, and they often work hungry.

They are honest and honest, strong but not aggressive.

Because of hunger and overdraft, they, who are the strongest in body, have become the group that is most likely to fall ill.

And it belongs to either not getting sick, or falling down and dying when one gets sick.

This is the best slave for slave owners.

It's fine in Tang Feng's territory. Such characteristics make them the easiest to be bullied and enslaved, and they are regarded as natural slaves.

Many years of subtle influence, many giants themselves think so.

Now they can actually eat the precious magic horn beef and soup, which is food that only nobles can enjoy!

After dinner, the giants went to chop firewood actively, wanting to do something to show their abilities and not to waste such good food.

When going to bed at night, no one is going to sleep with hunger, and the body is not so cold, and they can fall asleep peacefully, looking forward to the arrival of tomorrow.

With the moon hanging high, Ji Shaoguang took out the solar lights in the space and discussed matters with Schulte.

Little Tang Rui lay obediently in Ji Shaoguang's arms, wrapped in a sleeping bag, sleeping very peacefully.

Looking at the unfamiliar words on the parchment, Ji Shaoguang frowned slightly.

"This is the text you usually use for recording? Why don't you use Chinese characters?"

Schulte was ashamed: "The characters brought by the saints have been lost. Generally speaking, the common characters are learned, and only the language brought by the saints is used for speaking."

Even if it is the common script of Hongguang Continent, few people in the territory have learned it.

"Didn't Mr. Tang Feng say that education is the foundation of everything? How could it be lost?"

Schulte was very helpless: "After the saint left, disputes broke out in the territory, which disrupted the original order. Moreover, we are too poor. The territory used to be run by the saint. After he left, many policies changed. It is difficult to maintain."

Tang Feng is a very good person, but he is not good at general affairs.

When he was still there, he was more concerned with spreading his ideas, protecting the bullied and the weak, and building an utopia, but he did not establish a basic production system for sustainable development.

Education requires costs, such as material costs, time costs, etc. Only nobles in the Red Light Continent have such qualifications.

Everyone is hungry, and there is not much energy and motivation to learn these things that cannot directly bring food.

The saint has only been here for a few decades, but the idea that ordinary people cannot learn words has been circulating for a long time, and they cannot change their minds all at once.

Especially without the persistence and material foundation of later generations, as time goes by, it will move closer to the big world order.

However, Arabic numerals have been passed down because they are commonly used in daily life.

"Does everyone outside speak a common language?"

"Most ethnic groups have their own language, but they can also master the common language. There are not many people in our territory who can speak the common language, because our territory has little communication with the outside world, and it is not often used."

"Can you teach me? I want to learn the common language and script here."

Ji Shaoguang will not be limited to this territory, he will definitely go out and have a look.

Schulte put his left hand on his chest and bowed slightly: "I am willing to help you."

"What does this mean?" Ji Shaoguang pointed to the words on the scroll.

The parchment scroll records the population roster compiled by Schulte, which contains basic information and data of each person.

"Returning to my lord, these two words refer to human beings, the number of human beings is the largest, followed by 879 data; this is a giant, with a total of 391 people, this is a dwarf, a total of 467 people, the following is a goblin, a total of 485 people, and finally This is the dragon clan, with only 147 people. The entire territory does not include me and the Son, and there are 2369 people in total."

"You are the only elf?"

Schulte said sadly: "There were not many elves who left the tree of life. The disputes made the few elves very tired. Except for me and the Son, they all ran away."

Fortunately, the territory returned to calm after that dispute, but life has become more difficult.

Ji Shaoguang nodded, and asked some more specific information.

For example, how many strong laborers are there, how big are their appetites, who is better at what, etc., while learning characters against the population roster.

"According to the data on the population and fields you gave, many people in the territory will definitely starve to death in winter."

Ji Shaoguang frowned, this statistic is really terrible, comparable to the chaotic period at the beginning of the end of the world.

Schulte sighed: "The location of our territory is very safe, with mountains and rivers, easy to defend and difficult to attack. But there is no special product, and there is no way to exchange food with other territories."

The land was originally very fertile, but after so many years of cultivation, even this advantage is gone now.

"We have to use all the land and grow high-yielding crops."

"But the land needs rest to restore its fertility, and it cannot withstand continuous cultivation."

"As long as the fertilizer problem is solved, the soil fertility can be restored, and continuous farming is not a problem."

Ji Shaoguang has already figured out how to solve it, but whether it can be implemented will be discussed after investigation.

"fertilizer?"

"Don't you need to fertilize the land?" Ji Shaoguang was surprised.

Schulte looked bewildered.

Ji Shaoguang was speechless, no wonder one wheat can only recover three or four.

Without fertilization, it depends entirely on the original fertility of the soil. It is fine at the beginning, but after a long time, the land will definitely become barren and difficult to continue farming.

"Didn't Mr. Tang Feng teach you?"

As a nation with a talent for farming, Ji Shaoguang felt that this was the most basic common sense, and everyone knew it.

Schulte shook his head: "The saint is a great magician, he is very busy and doesn't care about these little things."

Although Tang Feng was the son of a squire, he grew up in the city and spent a lot of time studying every day.

Although his thought progressed, he was still influenced by the ideas at that time, thinking that everything is inferior and only reading is high.His family is rich, he doesn't worry about livelihood, and he doesn't know much about farming.

When he came here, his talent as a magician was awakened, and he put all his energy on cultivation at first.

After becoming stronger, he began to help the oppressed, focusing more on spreading his ideas.

In this world, there is a huge gap between magicians and ordinary people. It is very easy for a magician to own wealth, which also causes him to neglect people's livelihood.

"Then how do you dispose of your feces?"

Ji Shaoguang walked around the territory today, and saw that the territory was still very clean, there was no urinating indiscriminately, and animal feces were also cleaned up specially.

There are also special toilets in the castle, Ji Shaoguang thought they were all collected and used as fertilizer.

"We dug a hole and buried it without pouring it into the water. So our territory is not as smelly as other territories and big cities, and it is very clean." Schulte said proudly.

"Take me to see tomorrow."

"My lord, what do you see that dirty thing doing?"

Schulte was stunned, not expecting the new lord to have such a quirk.

"They can be used as fertilizer to make the land more fertile."

Schulte clutched his chest, unbelievable: "My lord, are you saying that we want to eat things grown from feces?!"

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The author has something to say:

感谢在2021-02-1821:49:34~2021-02-1923:42:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 from Mars;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Gu Bailuan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!