"Nonsense! If I'm farming, it's good enough if I can keep my family from going hungry for a year. I won't be able to save even a single copper coin. But if I use the time from farming to do some other work, if nothing else, it's okay. Find a business guild in the city to do something, and you can get at least ten gold coins every month, and you can get more than a hundred gold coins in a year! Even if you buy all the food for the year, you will still have at least fifty gold coins left! You can use the gold coins to buy something else. Why don’t you go farming?”
Sakchi rolled his eyelids and looked with disdain at the affairs officer of the city lord's palace who claimed to be from the city lord's palace to take charge of the investigation. He thought that the affairs officer who followed the idiot city lord must also be an idiot himself.
Why do you need to come here to ask such an obvious fact
This is just the most basic arithmetic problem. Even he, an old farmer who has never been to school and is almost 60 years old, can easily calculate it. This guy wearing a very expensive-looking uniform can actually calculate it. I don’t understand, are these officials of the City Lord’s Mansion just like their idiot City Lord, with nothing but straw in their heads
Seeing the obvious disdain on the face of the old farmer opposite, Officer Moya was extremely unhappy.
At any other time, he would not have bothered to talk to such an old peasant with a lowly background, with brown hands and callouses. If it hadn't been for the special instructions of the Lord of the City, how could he have come to such a remote village in Mexico? What the hell is investigating in a dirty, backward place
Thinking of the serious instructions from the city lord before leaving, Moya reluctantly suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, tried hard to maintain what he thought was a kind and friendly smile, and continued to ask Sakchi: "But as long as there is farmland, at least it can guarantee your family You won’t go hungry. However, if you work in a chamber of commerce, you may earn a lot of money every month or two, but you might lose your job at some point, right?”
It's okay that Moya didn't ask this question, but once he asked it. Sakchi's eyes suddenly widened and he angrily thrust the shovel in his hand into the ground, making a loud "clang" sound. He pointed at Moya's nose and cursed.
"You still have the nerve to ask this question? If it weren't for the city lord's palace insisting on some bullshit policy of suppressing business and promoting agriculture. The Sandil Chamber of Commerce would not have moved from Bonta City, and my son would not have lost his place in Sandil. job at the Chamber of Commerce! Did you know that his monthly salary at the Sandil Chamber of Commerce is close to twenty gold coins? Because of you, he not only lost his job, but also couldn’t find another job in the city. ! This is all your fault!”
Moya was not expecting Sakchi's sudden outburst. After being stunned for a while, he reached out and touched his face. He felt that his face was sprayed several times by the old farmer, and he felt sick in his heart.
It was hard to suppress the thought of turning around and leaving. Moya took a deep breath and tried to speak calmly: "This is the Sandil Chamber of Commerce's own decision. You can't blame our city lord's house, right?"
"Fart! If your city lord's palace hadn't forced the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce to leave, how could the Sandil Chamber of Commerce have left? If the Sandil Chamber of Commerce hadn't left, how could my son have lost his job? And you have created this bullshit repression. The policy of promoting agriculture through business has forced all the chambers of commerce in Bangta City away, and the number of jobs in Bangta City is now several times less than before! I’m not the only one to blame you. Ask other people in Bangta City. Let’s ask those people who have come all the way from other cities to find work in Bangta City, who of them doesn’t want to scold you?” Sakchi asked bluntly with his eyes widened.
Moya took several steps back before finally avoiding the spittle sprayed from Sakchi's mouth. He quickly retorted: "The city lord introduced this policy of suppressing business and promoting agriculture for the benefit of ordinary farmers like you. Why don't you understand the painstaking efforts of the city lord?"
"Being good to us? What a fart!" Sakchi sneered loudly: "Being good to us means that we lose our good jobs that can make a lot of money? Let us run back and forth to cultivate that damn farmland? Let us only have to do it every year Is this good for us ordinary farmers who work so hard to ensure that they don’t go hungry? Don’t think that I don’t know anything! It has been said in the newspapers of Kalma City that the Lord is just doing it for his political achievements. good!"
Moya's face changed slightly. He had no idea that this ordinary old farmer in Mexico City would actually know what was said in the newspaper in Kalma City, which was dozens of kilometers away. And also understand the meaning of the word "achievement".
After thinking about it, Moya continued to argue: "Isn't it good for you to increase the food production in Bangta City? Have you forgotten that you were still hungry a few years ago?"
"Bullshit! It was good to be hungry in the past few years, but when did we people in Bangta City become hungry in the past two years?" Sakchi retorted unceremoniously: "Go back and tell the city lord that our farmland in Bangta City All the land has been cultivated by the Lord of Satsuma in the past two years. Even if we all are driven back to the fields, there won’t be much more food. Let him give up!”
Hearing that Sakchi could speak so frankly about the city lord's biggest concern, Moya finally understood that the ordinary-looking old farmer in front of him actually understood much better than he imagined.
This was much better than the ignorant peasants he met in other cities in the Lampali Kingdom.
Although for his investigation mission this time, it was easier to get the answers he needed from a person with some knowledge, from Moya's personal point of view, he still preferred to face those ignorant farmers.
Obviously the city lord thinks so too.
It would be great if the ordinary farmers in Bangta City were as ignorant and obedient as the ordinary farmers in other cities in the Lampali Kingdom. Then the city lord would not have to worry about how to persuade these farmers to return to their farmland and improve Bangta. to improve the city's food production.
Thinking so, Moya still had to hold back his anger and impatience for what the Lord of the City told him, and said to Sakchi: "The plan made by the Lord of the City is very long-term. You may not be able to understand it now, but you must believe it. Lord City Lord, he is really doing it for you ordinary farmers. As long as you follow Lord City Lord's arrangements, I dare say that not only will you not be hungry in the past two years, but you will never have to worry about hunger in the future. I want to claim to support the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce, but the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce cannot produce food for you. "
"Come on." Sakchi sneered. "You look down on the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce, right? If you have the guts, why don't you ask the city lord to order Bangta City not to use anything produced by the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce in the future? If you have the ability to farm, you won't use those farmland magic machines of the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce? "
Moya was suddenly speechless.
Whether it is him or the city owner, no matter how much he hates the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce, he has to admit that without the support of the farmland magic machinery produced by the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce, not to mention making Bangta City's food output reach a new high. It is simply impossible to complete the reclamation of so much farmland in Bangta City.
Seeing that Moya was speechless, Sakchi sneered: "You don't understand anything, so you come here to ask questions. It's a waste of time. Okay, I'm in a hurry to go to Koror Village for a meeting, so I don't have time to be here. I’m talking nonsense to you here, bye.”
After that, Sakchi put the shovel he had been holding on his shoulder, turned around and left.
Moya stared blankly at Sakchi's back as he turned away. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out how to keep this relatively knowledgeable old farmer to continue questioning.
After staying for a while, Moya turned around and looked at the other farmers in the Mexican village who were watching the conversation between the two, wanting to continue the investigation. Who knew that when those farmers saw him glancing over, they immediately showed expressions of avoiding the god of plague. , the birds and beasts dispersed in an instant, leaving only Moya standing alone in the middle of the road.
Moya looked at the Mexican village not far ahead and smiled bitterly, thinking that although only sixteen farmers had been investigated so far, the tone of these sixteen farmers was surprisingly consistent, and they all expressed their opinions towards the city lord. Strong opposition to the policy of suppressing business and promoting agriculture.
Judging from this result, this investigation has almost lost its meaning in continuing, because the result is already very clear.
But Moya also knew very well that if he took this investigation result back to the City Lord, he would be greeted by a violent storm.
Under normal circumstances, the city lord would not care about the views and opinions of ordinary farmers at all.
But at this time, the city lord's first goal is to further increase Bangta City's food production, in order to prove that his policy is in the right direction, and at the same time prove that the views of the nobles represented by the city lord are also correct. .
With the help of the farmland magic machinery produced by the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce, the former city lord, Earl Satsuma, vigorously transformed and reclaimed the farmland in Bangta City in the past two years, and almost fully explored the potential of Bangta City's farmland.
If the current city owner, Earl Stark, wants to further increase food production on this basis, he must get the support of these farmers who have cultivated farmland for many years.
Especially old farmers like Sakchi, who are older and have extremely rich farming experience, are now even more precious in the eyes of the city lord.
So no matter how unhappy Moya was, he did not show it to Sakchi, but instead tried his best to persuade Sakchi.
However, Sakchi was as smelly and hard as a stone in the toilet, and did not give Mo Yan a chance.
"Are we just going back like this?" Moya thought with a wry smile for a while, and suddenly saw three farmers walking on the road in front of him who were wearing similar clothes to Sakchi just now.
His eyes swept over the face of the farmer in the middle. Moya's eyes suddenly lit up and he hurriedly stepped forward to meet him.