Plane Supermarket

"Tahir! Don't work! The meal is here!" the man in a coarse vest shouted to those who were still working in the fields.

Tahir was stunned, and it took him a few seconds to realize that he was calling himself. He put down the bucket and looked towards the sun. He couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but there was a smile on his face: "Here we come!"

He left the field with the others and headed for the "canteen".

The cafeteria is very simple, just a grass shed with a dozen wooden tables and benches that have not been carefully polished.

But after all, there is a straw to cover the head, so there is no need to worry about a lump of bird droppings falling from the top of the head while eating.

Tahir took a wooden bowl from the basket next to her and lined up to cook.

He is used to the current life, and he can't even imagine how he survived the previous days. Only the remaining welts on his body are still telling what happened to him.

"Lord Luna will come tonight." The person in front of him whispered, "I heard Lord Kane talking to Ira."

There was an immediate commotion around them, and they discussed in one go: "We haven't carved out the statue yet."

"Lord Moon God saved us, but we can't repay him."

"I'm only willing to be Lord Moon God's slave now!"

Tahir also said: "It would be great if Lord Luna could stay."

The person in front turned his head and glanced at him, as if looking at a fool, the other party pouted: "We don't have anything, does Lord Moon God also live in a wooden house?"

"We should build a temple for your lord! Use the best stone."

"But we have too few people. It must be several years before we finish repairing the temple."

"I heard that it will take more than ten years for the Holy See to build the temple."

People sighed one after another, thinking that there were too few of them, too few tools, and they would have to wait more than ten years for Luna to stay for a long time, which was too long.

Tahir did not join the discussion. He felt that it was impossible for Lord Luna to stay. Although they were civilians, everything they had now was given by Lord Luna. What could be dedicated to Lord Luna, about Only their souls and lives are left.

The team moved forward slowly, and soon it was Tahir's turn. Today their staple food is still potatoes, but the side dish has become a broth with some wild vegetables cooked in it. There is a layer of oil floating on the soup surface, although there is only minced meat, But to be able to smell and taste the meat is already a luxury.

The chickens they raise cannot be slaughtered yet, and the meat they eat is brought up from the mountain.

Maybe it’s because they are not well raised. These chickens are actually not very fat, the oil is very thin, and they can’t afford spices, so they rely on salt to enhance the taste, but no one complains, and they all think it’s the best in the world. broth.

Tahir took his own food and sat down at an empty table—he was a man of few words, so he didn't have many friends, and he preferred to be alone rather than join in the fun.

Tahir impatiently blew a few mouthfuls, took a big sip from the soup bowl, the minced meat and soup poured into his mouth together, he didn't even refuse, and drank it directly.

After drinking the soup, Tahir began to eat the vegetables and meat residues in it.

He held two twigs in his hand. Master Kane said they were called chopsticks. Compared with forks and spoons, chopsticks are easier to get. Just find a tree to make an unknown number of pairs of chopsticks, and there is no need to make and polish them. Just peel off the bark of the book.

It is easy to clean, and you don't have to worry about getting your hands dirty.

Taher didn't use chopsticks well, but he didn't give up using them either. He knew he was stupid and not smart, so he could only try his best to learn. Lord Kane said, as long as you use your strength in the right place, there will definitely be Harvested.

Like the fields they tend, the sweet potato leaves are extraordinarily lush.

In the past, Tahir was always afraid, afraid of the dawn and also afraid of the dark.

Born a slave, he was never free, and he didn't even know who his parents were.

He was raised by an old female slave. According to the female slave, she found him in a dirt pit. His mother might be afraid of being punished after giving birth to him, so she dug a pit to bury him, but she was cruel. She didn't mind to bury him with soil, and only then did the female slave discover him.

At that time, the slave girl was already very old. She picked him up and stuffed his nipple into his mouth, and she actually had milk.

later……

Tahir remembered that she was led away by the housekeeper.

The weather that day was as good as today, and the slave girl told him that she was finally able to stop working. Since she was born, she had never slept late or had a full meal. She was always working, and her Covered with scars.

Tahir was happy for her.

Great, no more work.

Only later did he know that these old slaves who could no longer work were no longer worth buying and selling. The lord asked them to gather them together and let them walk into a big pit by themselves.

The slaves stood in the pit and watched the earth fall from their heads.

Tahir sometimes wondered what the slave girl who raised her and didn't let him call her mother was thinking about standing in that pit.

Will she feel fear, or will she feel relaxed?

After all, this way, she really, never has to work.

Tahir took a bite of the potato, he sniffed, reached out and rubbed his eyes, if she could live till now...

But he knew that even if the lord hadn't ordered her to be buried alive, she wouldn't be able to survive now, her body would have been destroyed long ago.

When she was young, she was pregnant with the children of the male servants. The female slaves are the property of the lord, and the slaves cannot touch them, but if the lord rewards them with them, the servants can do whatever they want with them.

Tahir wondered if she had delivered the baby.

The slave girl never said such things.

But probably not, or she gave birth, but the child did not survive.

Otherwise, she would not save him, nor raise him.

After Taher finished his last bite of food, he floated out like a shadow. Without resting, he went straight to the field and began to clean up the bugs in the field.

He can't go back to the previous life, when he didn't dare to love, and didn't dare to hate.

He didn't even dare to look at the female slave who was the same age as him.

But he didn't dare to hate the lord, that's the lord!

He is the master of this land, the greatest person here, how can he hate him?How dare you hate him?

"Why doesn't he take a rest?" The civilians sitting on the ridge looked at Tahir who was sweating profusely.

"Master Kane has said that you can't do any work just after eating, otherwise your body will be overwhelmed and you may vomit it out."

"Tahir has always been like this. He used to be like this when he was a slave. He always worked alone and didn't want to talk to people."

"He's weird."

The sun was hot, and the civilians leaned against each other drowsily.

They start working at dawn in the morning, but they can rest for two hours after eating at noon.

The clock hung on the door of the wooden house, and the civilians could barely understand it now, but once they left the clock, they couldn't understand the numbers again.

But there are also things they need to worry about.

With jobs and houses, commoners began to make daily necessities for themselves. They would find time to make wooden pots and wooden bowls. They also started trading in private, and what they exchanged was the food they saved from their mouths.

This is the first time they own property of their own.

The commoners found it novel and tasted an indescribable satisfaction. They even held prayers in private. Before going to bed every night, everyone gathered by the fire, praying that the moon god would exist forever, praying to the moon god Enjoy all the good things in the world.

There are also former craftsmen who carved small wooden statues of gods according to Kane's description. The commoners enshrined the gods on the windowsills. They would find time to go to the woods to pick flowers and wild fruits, and put these things at the feet of the gods.

Some commoners even started making up stories about the Luna.

In the new story, the moon god has changed appearance.

He is no longer the divine mansion that lived on the moon for a long time, and he no longer has such an erratic image. He finally has a clear face, dark eyes and hair, delicate and fair skin, lofty, gentle and loving.

They put upon him the virtues of their earthly father and mother.

He is as gentle and loving as a mother and as strong as a father.

The stories about him have also become more and more abundant.

However, the civilians are not educated, they cannot make up systematic stories, and they often have no logic, but in these stories, the image of Luna is always particularly beautiful.

He is no longer as unreachable as in the fairy tales, and has become a lot closer to the people, but it will not make people think that he has become a "human".

The women even began to make clothes for the statue, they would rather have no clothes to cover the body of Lord Luna.

But since they had never sewed, no matter how hard they tried, the statue of Luna always wore rough and crude clothes.

Slowly, they would gather together to pray before eating, and thank Lord Luna for giving them food.

Kane didn't care about the actions of the civilians-because he himself participated in it.

He even presides over the pre-dinner prayers.

And Kane is also willing to take the trouble to tell the civilians how kind and great Lord Luna is. He even revealed that the reason why he became an envoy was because he was rescued by Lord Luna when he was in danger.

After all, he is a literate and educated person. Although Kane's story is very plain, it is a novel and interesting story for the common people.

An ordinary man who was in danger waited for Lord Luna in fear and extreme danger.

Lord Moon God came by the moonlight, raised his hand and rescued him, not only healed his injury, but also made him his envoy.

And this man did not disappoint Lord Moon God, he was determined to dedicate everything about himself, his soul and the meaning of living, to Lord Moon God.

In this story, there is a protagonist who changes his destiny, a noble and benevolent god's residence, a suffering beginning and a happy ending.

So it spread quickly.

It fulfills all the expectations one would expect from a god.

When the merchants brought slaves, the story gradually spread along with the merchants.

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Ye Zhou didn't expect that so many things happened after he was delayed for a while.

He didn't appear on the day he was supposed to appear as originally planned, and he kept staring at Claire, waiting for Claire to confirm Kane's identity.

But after a few weeks of delay, so much has changed on the mountain.

So much so that when Ye Zhou saw the well-drilled farmland and the land with seedlings, he couldn't recover.

These former slaves were not stupid. They could cultivate the land with their own hands, weave baskets with their hands, make wooden basins and wooden bowls, some of them could carve, and they even knew how to build temples.

It's just that they haven't read books and don't know history. Their world is confined to a small world, and they are all kinds of shackles when they raise their heads.

Ye Zhou stood on the slope, and a passage he had read came to mind:

"The man who kneads the board lacks bread, the man who makes thousands of pairs of shoes shows his toes, the weaver is naked, the man who builds the palace lives in a small house, the man who produces everything has nothing , he who produces nothing has everything.”

It's just that compared with the industrial age, the exploitation of people in this era is more comprehensive.

A slave is not even considered a person, but only a tool.

Ye Zhou watched those civilians working like ants working in the fields, taking care of the chickens and ducks. They were so tired that they were sweating and their hair was wet with sweat, but they had smiles on their faces, as if they were not working , but enjoying.

He finally understands how satisfying it is to "earn something for hard work".

People are not afraid of hard work, but they are afraid that no matter how hard they work, they will not be able to change their situation, and their value will never be recognized.

In the plane he was in, why did people in small businesses never rest on weekends and no one complained about cheating, and young people hated cheating so much.

Because the former are paid for their work, they earn more by doing more, and the value of their labor is recognized in terms of income.

And the latter rolls around and pays more and more labor, but does not get positive feedback.

Ye Zhou turned to Zou Ming and Sarah who were standing under the dirt bag and said, "Let's go and meet Kane."

Of course, only Sarah can go to find someone. Ye Zhou, Zou Ming and Zhou Yuanhe both have a pure oriental face, and only Sarah can fit in perfectly here—although she is dressed gorgeously, as long as people don’t pay attention to her eye color, she won’t Be watched.

Kane recently ate and lived with the civilians. Hei has lost a lot of weight, but his spirit is better than before. There is a divine light in his eyes, and his back has straightened a lot. shape, which now appears to be fully straightened.

He followed Sarah to the woods, and the moment he saw Ye Zhou, he saluted respectfully. As before, he still didn't dare to look up at Ye Zhou's face, and could only look down at his toes.

Ye Zhou smiled at Kane: "Soon you will obtain legal status, and this land will be under your jurisdiction."

Kane was about to speak, but Ye Zhou interrupted him. Ye Zhou knew that what Kane could say now was basically all kinds of compliments. Ye Zhou had listened too much, and he was impatient to listen any more.

He said to Kane: "I will leave you something. After I leave, you need to protect yourself."

Kane held his breath: "Yes."

Ye Zhou said again: "The house I asked you to build hasn't started yet?"

Kane said carefully: "We didn't find a suitable stone."

Ye Zhou waved his hand: "There is no need for a stone house, a wooden house will do."

Kane said quickly: "How can you use wood for the temple built for you? You must use the best stone materials to build a temple that is not as bad as the church."

Kane said it sincerely, he really believed that only the most luxurious palace could be worthy of this divine mansion in front of him.

Ye Zhou: "...No, I won't live there, that house is reserved for you."

Ye Zhou told Kane what he needed to do.

Kane asked in disbelief, "Like a temple?"

The temple in Kane's heart has changed from a mythical palace full of stone pillars to a supermarket full of shelves of various items. Compared with the former, he feels that the latter is more difficult to build because he can't find so many goods.

He still remembered the candies on the shelves. The candies that only the nobles can eat here are full of shelves in the temple. The children living in the temple can take them at will. They don’t even think that sugar is so precious. .

Besides that, there were boxes of salt and bags of meat.

All that has become the heaven on earth in Kane's heart.

Ye Zhou guessed what Kane was thinking: "You only need to build the houses, and I will provide the first batch of goods."

"I will leave you something to contact me. If you encounter an unsolvable danger or are undecided, you can contact me."

After all, he was the store manager he chose, and he has paved the way for Kane for so long. In order not to let the previous foreshadowing go to waste, Ye Zhou is still willing to come and help him when he is in danger.

Kane hesitated to speak, and Ye Zhou asked, "What do you want to say?"

Kane swallowed: "Are you going back to heaven?"

Ye Zhou smiled and said, "Yes."

Kane still didn't look up, but his nose was sore and his eyes were red, and he couldn't hold back his tears.

His mind was in turmoil, and he couldn't imagine how he would persevere after the Shendi standing in front of him left.

Ye Zhou: "Although I will leave, it does not mean that I will stop paying attention to you."

Ye Zhou said softly, "I will always watch you."

Kane's body froze, and he became happy again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That night, Ye Zhou was going to appear in front of everyone for the last time. If the new plane had been unlocked this time, he would leave directly. Claire had already forged all the documents to prove his identity for Kane.

The servants, the steward and the servants, kept silent because of Kane's status.

In this age of per capita superstition, the power of theocracy is greater than the power of the king. People cannot be free while they are alive, and they are all full of expectations for life after death. They all believe that as long as they believe in the moon god and serve the oracle who can convey the oracle of the moon god, After death, you can go to the temple.

This kind of illusory and extremely desirable "future" and "benefits" sealed their mouths tightly.

They even charged the "disappeared" Ryan, thinking that the former Ryan disrespected the gods, was arrogant and arrogant, and obviously did not believe in God, but wanted to obtain boundless benefits from the gods.

So the omniscient god took Ryan's life away, and then changed his body to let him be a man again.

And this "reborn" person is Kane.

After a long time, they all believed the stories they made up, and occasionally they even called Kane by the wrong name.

Kane doesn't get angry when they call the wrong name, just smiles at them.

Since Kane would rather live on the mountain than down the mountain to live in the stone house belonging to the lord, the servants began to carry the daily necessities in the stone house to the mountain after discussing several times.

The commoners living in the territory soon discovered that their life was much easier. The lord no longer taxed them, and they no longer had to sacrifice their daughters in order not to become slaves.

The commoners also heard about the new myth about the moon god, and quickly accepted the fact that they became the people of the gods.

Some civilians even ran to the mountains quietly, hoping to open up wasteland on the mountains.

People are always sensitive to "interests", and they don't even need Kane to say anything. Once they find out that someone wants to spread the matter here, they will solve it privately.

If anything unites all men, it is common interests and beliefs, apart from common enemies.

Ye Zhou asked Zou Ming and the others to prepare strong flashlights and fireworks that night. Compared with the fireworks he brought for the first time, this time there were more than 20 fireworks, and there were three kinds of patterns, which are official events for major festivals. Bought large fireworks.

It lights up the night when it blooms.

At the moment when the moon rose, Ye Zhou looked towards the mountain path, where the common people on this land were kneeling. They had no property, but there were "gifts" they dedicated to God in front of each of them. ".

There are clay pots, wooden crafts, sugar or cloth.

These properties, which are extremely precious to them, are devoutly dedicated to the gods.

Ye Zhou didn't see Kurt or Claire in the crowd. He knew what Kurt and Claire were doing.

He had mixed feelings in his heart. He didn't directly order Kurt to do anything to Claire. He didn't even tell anyone explicitly. It's useless."

Ye Zhou looked at Sarah who was standing aside.

Sarah found Ye Zhou looking at her and smiled at him.

Ye Zhou turned his gaze back.

In the cold white light, Ye Zhou walked slowly to the altar built by the commoners. The wooden altar was filled with flowers of various colors, and the flower bushes around here were basically plucked by the commoners. Ye Zhou Can smell grass and flowers.

On this small mountain top, there are countless frail, yellow and thin civilians kneeling down. Their foreheads are pressed against the ground, and their shoulder blades are too protruding, almost breaking through the extremely poor quality coarse cloth clothes on them.

Ye Zhou pinned the loudspeaker behind his waist, took a deep breath, and squeezed out a "gentle" smile that people expected.

He said, "Keep your head up."

The civilians raised their heads subconsciously after hearing the order.

The moment they looked up—

Accompanied by strange noises, people saw a spark rising from nowhere.

Behind the god whose face they couldn't see clearly, a huge spark with gorgeous colors bloomed enthusiastically.