Aikeli village, church.
When Wu Qingchen was cut off from both the front and back roads and was falling into the vast sea of aunts, sisters-in-law and grandma, Pastor Praia had just stepped out of the village, the only building made of stone.
The weather in summer changed rapidly. At some point, the dark clouds in the sky disappeared and the sun appeared again. As soon as he stepped out of the gate, the pastor immediately narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised his right hand to cover his forehead.
Didn't sleep well again... How many times is this the first time in the past few days
The sun shines through the fingers, the priest's footsteps are sloppy, and his face is a little pale. For the priest, this has been the norm these days.
Ever since the cows in the village were injured, the pastor has not been able to take a good rest. Yesterday afternoon, just after the vespers began, the agricultural officer arrived at the church, and finally left when the night was dark. The time was not spared.
The two of them even drank two cans of stream water...
My tongue is still numb to this day...
Thinking of this, the pastor couldn't help licking his lips, feeling dizzy and dry mouth again.
Naturally, this feeling was not pleasant at all, but as he thought of it, a smile appeared on the pastor's face.
The pain is totally worth it.
The one-night discussion with the farming officer yesterday revealed that the village of Akeli has gained a lot, and the farming officer has completely given up on "driving the villagers to drag the plow cart", "concentrating the healthy cattle in the village", and "recovering the cattle must complete all summer labor before they can be free." Use" these crazy ideas.
It was not until late at night that the decision was finally made. In the authentic and freshly released aftermath arrangements: all families with injured cattle, the summer service burden can be postponed for three to five days; uninjured cattle are allowed to borrow from each other; After part of the summer service, you can properly plow the land owned by your family; next year’s harvest season, as long as the farmer’s family pays more than half of the fixed agricultural tax, the owed part does not need to confiscate the livestock, and it can be postponed for about half a year as appropriate...
Etc., etc…
Of course, such a huge change cannot be made by Barres himself. The eloquent narration of the agricultural officer must express the meaning of the baron.
From being harsh and even crazy to being gentle and even kind now, His Excellency the Baron's attitude has changed quite a lot, but it's not sudden, let alone unexpected.
The original harshness and madness were due to the fact that the village had been hit almost destructively, the hope of recovery was extremely slim, and the future of the entire village was bleak. For the lord, in the foreseeable days, the word "long-term benefit" had almost There is no connection with the village of Aikeli, and it is inevitable and the only choice to squeeze short-term interests and recover losses as much as possible.
The current gentleness and kindness are due to the fact that the large-scale deaths of the injured cattle in the village did not occur at all. Up to now, most of the cattle have recovered well, and some of them have even miraculously returned to the fields. Of the nearly ten farm cattle that were expected to be extremely dangerous, none of them were disabled, let alone died. Only two cattle, although they have improved a lot, have not been able to stand up and move because of the serious injuries.
Such a situation has still had a great impact on the lord's commons, the village's summer service, and the lives of the villagers themselves. However, compared with the original pessimistic prediction, it has turned from a catastrophic catastrophe to a complete disaster for the baron. Tolerable range, thus, long-term interests reappear, appropriate kindness becomes cost-effective again, and gentleness and kindness are logical.
In most cases, the interests of farmers are directly related to the interests of a part of the church, and this time is no exception.
However, apart from the benefits of the discussion last night, the church presided over by Praia also had more direct gains.
There is no need to worry about this year’s tithe, the lost part will be directly made up by the baron, and the additional donation originally promised will be doubled directly. The arrears have been cancelled, and there is still a considerable amount left.
This also means that the pastor of Praia has removed one of the biggest worries during the imminent parish inspection, which is held once every three years.
Most of the worries in my heart were eliminated, and Praia's footsteps were slightly sloppy, but much lighter.
Of course, after obtaining all of these, Praia not only gained but also paid during the almost all-night discussion.
It is worth mentioning that the gains made by Pastor Praia this day with sloppy footsteps, pale face, and almost all night sleep are derived from the hard work obtained by Pastor Praya, who almost stayed up all night two days ago. results.
What Pastor Praia paid was the complete method of treating the cattle, using ink, thin wooden sticks, and a small scraper to draw on the scrawled parchment, plus collecting complete herbal samples in two days.
Three days ago, after the morning prayer, the pastor and Wu Qingchen finished talking about "more in-depth healing methods". When Wu Qingchen was about to leave to start treating the cattle, the pastor hesitated for a long time, and finally left the church with Wu Qingchen.
For a whole day, the pastor walked with almost floating steps, with his red eyes wide open, and firmly imprinted the process of Wu Qingchen's treatment into the deepest part of his mind.
Due to the conditions of the medieval world, countless zoologists, botanists, mineralogists, medical scientists, veterinarians, consultants and dozens of other top talents died a large number of brain cells and lost countless hairs. The treatment method finally set up for Wu Qingchen is not only not complicated, it can even be said to be quite simple.
This method is easy for pastors who have a little foundation to accept. Coupled with the deliberate guidance of Wu Qingchen during the previous discussion, the pastor learned quite quickly. After returning to the church, after careful consideration, the pastor, who felt that there was no problem, finally made up his mind , without hesitating to condescend, carefully and anxiously healed a farming ox that belonged to the church and was the least injured, and used the most direct way to prove that the method of treating the ox is correct and the effect is remarkable.
----Of course, when this experiment was carried out, the pastor drove away Wu Qingchen, little Andre, and neighboring farmers who were part-time barn guards.
Afterwards, two blank parchment scrolls were removed from the pastor's most precious box, and two more pages of scribbled, rough-drawn, but extremely precious records appeared.
This is the way to treat cattle!
This is a proven and feasible method of treating cattle!
This is a treatment method that can make the farm cattle owned by one's own family have an extra guarantee!
This is a treatment method that can make one's position in the family more stable!
This is a real and completely tangible benefit.
Your Excellency the Baron has no reason to turn a blind eye to such interests. However, in the medieval world, cowherds drove cattle, carpenters made wheels, carts were loaded with handlebars, and even the walking skills of messengers were family secrets. Your Excellency the Baron probably wanted to break his head, and he would not understand the common Why did Raya teach Wu Qingchen such a precious method of treating cattle, but he certainly didn't want to ask Praia's nephew to obediently hand over the three parchment scrolls in the cabinet with just a single command.
As for the idea of attacking Wu Qingchen directly, at this critical moment, it is no different from directly grabbing the pastor's parchment, in the future...
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Fifty-Six Beliefs (Part 2)
The way to deal with the aftermath of cattle injuries has changed; the church has received a very considerable amount of donations; I have to stay up all night to copy a method of healing cattle...
Naturally, His Excellency the Baron and the agricultural officer would not mention a word of these causes and effects, and Praia was as clear as that.
At the same time, as the second son of the family, he has been severely disciplined since he was a child, and his usual behavior is not to say that he is walking on eggshells, at least he is cautious. The cunning farmers have been dealing with them for three full years. With these experiences as a reference, Praia is not worried about Little Los.
I have already provided the cattle treatment methods that are directly related to the interests of the territory; the rest of the curious eyes, I usually take care of them more, this little guy will not encounter too much trouble...
but…
The pastor hesitated again...
Little Ross can naturally get a little care if he stays in Akeli Village...
But even if His Excellency the Baron directly took little Ross away, it would not be a bad thing in most cases for this little guy who had almost nothing...
Forget it, what's the difference? Let it go…
Praia's hesitation didn't last long. This priest, who had grown up hard and knew the identity gap, knew quite well in his heart that no matter whether he stayed in the village of Akeli or was taken away by the lord, the care little Ross received by his side, The benefits obtained from the lord's castle, there is actually not much difference between the two, both are equally insignificant...
Alas... so sensible, hardworking, smart, honest, and reliable, and at the same time he can heal a child with a wounded cow, why is he the son of a farmer...
In the final analysis, Little Rose's background is too low. If Little Rose is a gentleman... No, even as long as he is the son of a steward, the pastor will quickly accept Rose and make this little guy his real student.
Thinking about this while walking, Praia walked past the church, the wooden house, the vegetable bed, the slope, along the winding path of the village, and approached the field stream without knowing it.
When we got here, the villagers stepped on it for generations, and the road that was not considered spacious became narrower again. Unknowingly, the priest slowed down his pace, looked down at the road slightly, and just bypassed a few lush bushes. Suddenly there was a slight pause, and from the corner of his eye, he noticed that there seemed to be some movement on the right side.
Just at this time, just standing still, before he could raise his head, several uneven but respectful "Master" came from both sides of the pastor.
"Ah, it's you..." The pastor looked around, Cleo, Adcock, and Hansel, the three of them and their respective sons, more than a dozen people were scattered in the front allotment, with There were several wooden baskets on both sides of the road, and through the rags blown by the morning breeze, Praia could see that there was a mush of boiled peas and oats inside.
Noticing Praia's appearance, the dozen or so people stopped what they were doing and bowed deeply in the direction of Praia.
"Good day, Cleo, Adcock, Hansel..." The pastor looked over one by one, "Have you been working long?"
"Yes, sir." Cleo, who was closest to Praia, bowed again: "It will start at dawn..."
"You..." Praia frowned and recalled, "The farm cattle in the family are all injured, how are you doing now?"
"Very good, master, you can go to the ground soon."
"Thanks to you, sir, the cattle at home are recovering very quickly."
"Master, the cow is ready to get up. When Ross came to see it yesterday, he said it was fine."
Asked this, Cleo, Adcock, and Hansel on the opposite side nodded in unison, with a smile on their faces, and there was obvious gratitude in the smile.
"Okay, okay, everything is fine..." Praia couldn't help but also smiled, suddenly thinking of the discussion last night, paused and asked again: "Until the cattle are well, they can't continue working in the fields, do you know that? "
"I know, the police came to my house last night..."
"Don't worry, master, Espir has already told us..."
"Master, we won't do this, don't worry..."
When Cleo and others answered, Praia observed carefully. The farmers on the opposite side looked sincere and calm, and the pastor couldn't help but feel relieved.
"Okay, okay, it's good to know..." The pastor nodded casually, looked around, and suddenly frowned. It wasn't until this moment that Praia noticed that the farmers working on the opposite side seemed to be too crowded.
"You..." The pastor pointed to the allotment in front of him: "...The three of you seem to be working together?"
"Yes, sir."
"This piece of land..." The pastor hesitated a little: "I don't think it belongs to your three families?"
"That's right, master... this is the land of the Avelia family."
"This..." the pastor frowned even tighter: "Why do you work in the Avelia fields? What about the Avelia people? What did you do? Sick?"
"No, no..." Cleo who was standing at the front shook his head quickly: "Avelia is doing well, and now I'm working on my half of the field on the west side of the village, next to the big tree fork..."
"Your allotment?" Praia felt that his head was a little bit overwhelmed: "...you work for Avelia on the east side of the village, and Avelia works for you on the west side of the village... What is this for? What is this?" ... this... what... what... pay attention to?"
"This..." Cleo and the three looked at each other: "This...you don't know?"
"I don't know. I haven't left the church for three days."
"So it's like this..." Cleo was stunned, and quickly explained to the pastor in detail: "It's like this..."
Cleo narrated that the cattle in the family were injured and could not work. Like other unfortunate villagers, he led the whole family to work as a farmer and try his best to plow the land.
However, the effect of this is not very good. The family has tried their best, and they can't complete the farm work of farming cattle for less than half a day in a whole day.
After all, manpower is limited, and it cannot be compared with cattle. Without cattle, many things will become troublesome: the land is too far away, and it takes too much time to carry tools there; Turned into a lump; too much repetitive work, too much time wasted...
Etc., etc…
With the same trouble, two days ago, when seven or eight villagers got together and complained to each other, they couldn't remember who suggested it. The villagers naturally talked about helping each other, grouping according to distance, exchanging land Plowing:
The cooperation is actually quite simple: Cleo, Adcock, and Hansel, the villagers who live in the east of the village, help Avilia and others who live in the west of the village to plow the land in the east of the village; those who live in the west of the village Avelia and the others in the front are equivalent to completing the work of Cleo and the others in the west part of the land.
Several families help each other, reducing the wasted time of running back and forth, and saving the precious energy consumed by carrying heavy tools. Moreover, two or three families work together, the speed is significantly improved, and the repetitive tasks in the allotment basically disappear.
"So that's how it is..." Praia understood, pondered for a while, and was speechless for a long time.
"Master..." Cleo couldn't help but feel a little uneasy seeing the priest on the opposite side fell silent: "Isn't it right for us to be like this?"
"There's nothing wrong... Don't worry, Cleo, you're doing well..." Praia came back to his senses, shook his head, and said with emotion in his voice, "The brilliance of the Lord is everywhere..."
"...love your brother, love your neighbor, and they will love you too... When the road becomes narrow, reach out your hands and support your brother, the way is made smooth again, and the light comes nearer... the poor and needy Do justice..."
Speaking of this, Praia suddenly stopped and smiled dumbly. The priest with deep emotion noticed that when he was reading the holy words, the farmers on the opposite side showed confusion, with puzzled expressions on their faces, and wrinkled faces. Frowning and wide-opening eyes, they all asked the pastor curiously: "What are you talking about, are you talking to me?"
Wow, how did I start again...
This is also a habit that Praia has only recently. In the past few days, I have taught Andre and Little Los carefully. Words, guide the two students with the wisdom of the master.
Really, why did I start again... This is not a church, and the opposite side is not a hard-working student. What can I say to this group of farmers who only remember the fields and livestock...
After thinking about these thoughts, the pastor was not angry, he was already used to the ignorance and stubbornness of the farmers, the pastor waved his hand, lost interest: "Forget it, forget it... Cleo, Adcock, Hansel, take it easy Work for Avilia, that's all..."
"Yes, sir."
More than a dozen people bowed respectfully at the same time.
After walking a few steps, behind the pastor came the sound of farmers picking up the plow cart, shoveling the mud, waving the hoe, and shouting at each other.
"Hansel, bring the plow over here..." "Adcock... where's my shovel... where's the shovel?" , do you remember what the master said just now? Be a brother who loves you... what's behind it?"
when love you brother
The pastor stopped short.
"Love your brother, love your neighbor, and they will love you too...and...then..."
"And then I remembered..." This is the voice of Adcock's second son, Nieves: "The back is when the road got narrow... when the road got narrow... when..."
"When the road becomes narrow...stretch out your hands and support your brother, the way is made smooth again and the light draws nearer...justice to the poor and needy..."
Juggernaut... What's wrong with my ears
Playa suddenly turned around. In the field, in front of Neves, Adcock was complacent and spit out the holy words smoothly. Next to him, several old and young farmers who were swinging catalpa, pulling ropes, or pushing carts were nodding. , or smiling, or raising eyebrows, the expressions on their faces all showed their approval.
Juggernaut... What's wrong with my eyes
At this time, Praia suddenly remembered that when he was pondering and sighing, and couldn't help but read the holy words, the dozen or so farmers on the opposite side, although they all showed confusion, all had puzzled expressions on their faces...
But there is nothing like the usual festivals such as God’s Birthday, Summer Prayer, Advent Worship, etc. When I had to enter the church, I closed my eyes absent-mindedly, looked around at the roof, and chatted secretly...
At this time, Praia suddenly realized that the appearance of a dozen farmers with wide eyes and frowning, if it was a little stronger, it was clearly the situation when little Ross and little Andre were concentrating on listening to their teachings.
Juggernaut... What happened to Akeli Village
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