"Hurry up, damn stupid big man, Momojiuji, are you looking for death! The lord wants to count the situation of your family, hurry up, put on your clothes, bring your mother-in-law and children over there, Gather in the open space ahead, one less person, be careful I will break your leg!"
The patrol members slammed on the door of the thatched cottage and yelled into the room.
Soon, all the farmers in Damaitun came out of their homes and gathered in the open field under the scolding of the patrol members.
Whispering in twos and threes.
From time to time, I looked up at the table in the center of the open space. Behind the table sat a forty-year-old woman, wearing a decent dark green dress, sorting out a stack of thick paper. Behind the woman, there is a young maid who is helping to dissolve the ink in the teapot.
"Who is that?"
"I haven't seen it before."
"Idiot, it must be the maid in the castle!"
"Yes, yes, look at her clothes. They must have been ironed. Only the lord's maid can wear such neat and clean clothes, unlike ours, which are smelly and wrinkled."
"What is the lord going to do, listen to the dog legs, want to count... count what?"
"It's population statistics." An elderly farmer, chewing the grass roots of some kind of plant, "Ten years ago, the Earl sent someone to count. There are many more people now, alas, many people starved to death in the heavy snow seven years ago.”
at the table.
The patrol member who was showing off his might just now nodded and bowed to the two maids and said, "Mrs. Mosen, Miss Michonne, all the serfs in Damaitun have assembled."
"I'm not Miss, I'm just a maid in the castle." Michonne Oxtail was actually very happy to be called Miss, and she asked with a smile, "Have everyone arrived, don't miss one, otherwise The lord is going to punish us, including you."
"Of course, of course, I can guarantee that they will never dare to hide."
Mrs. Mosen nodded: "Okay then, you go and ask them to come over one by one. After counting the farmers, they can go home directly, and don't go back to register."
"OK."
The patrol team began to lead the serfs from one family to the table.
According to the items that Liszt had prepared long ago, Mrs. Mosen asked, "Are you the parent? What's your name?"
"Ho... Hope, ma'am."
"Don't be nervous, it's full name, including your last name, Mr. Hope."
"Oh, ok... ok, my name is Hope Rawwater."
"So Mr. Hope, are all of your family here? There are five people in total? What is the name of your wife, and what are the names of your two sons and daughters... How old are you, your occupation is you What are you in charge of. Is your wife the same, is your eldest son working?"
Soon, Mrs. Mawson's questioning was over and she began to record information on thick vellum.
The head of the serf household-Hope Ranshui, aged 37, grows barley, has sound limbs; wife-Simon Ranshui, age 34, grows barley, has sound limbs; the eldest son-Luobo Ranshui, age 20, grows oats, lame The second son-Peter Ranshui, aged 17, grows barley and has sound limbs; daughter-Lily Ranshui, aged 15, raises chickens at home and has healthy limbs.
After recording the information, Mrs. Mawson checked it again.
After confirming that it was correct, she said gently: "Mr. Hope, Mrs. Hope, your family can go back."
"Oh, ok... ok."
Such a scene lasted only one day, and stacks of thick paper were sent to the castle and Liszt's desk, and the census of Huahua Town was declared complete.
"Liszt, it's unbelievable that such a difficult task is easily solved in your hands. You will be a qualified lord, for sure." Gao Ertai praised.
"Mr. Gao Ertai, put aside the words of praise first, count the statistics of each village, and summarize them for me."
"Ready to serve."
Perhaps it was Liszt's swift action that put pressure on Galtai, making him, a follower who did not become a consultant, rarely work late by lighting candles.
Early the next morning.
The calculated data had already appeared in front of Liszt after breakfast and knight training.
"Master, Mrs. Gao Ertai stayed up all night, and his eyes were bloodshot when he delivered the materials." Carter said, holding the thick parchment.
"It's always necessary to do something in return for good wine and good food. The Flower Town needs to develop. I don't want my territory to be as lifeless as it used to be."
Carter was a little dazed, and responded after a few seconds: "Master, I seem to have seen the count when he was young, the high-spirited viscount, who was promoted to the count in five years, and opened up the Tulip family's coral island rule. Huahua Town has you as the lord, It is the luck of all the citizens."
"Maybe." Liszt was not humble.
Quietly flipping through the thick parchment, there is actually not much content in a thick stack, even if the small characters are written with a quill pen, there is still not much text recorded.
"Thick vellum, it's really backward."
"Sir, we don't have much cardboard anymore. This has consumed four-fifths of cardboard."
"I know, I will find a solution." Papermaking has already been placed on Liszt's schedule, and he just waits for the right time to complete it.
It took half an hour to understand all the data in Huahua Town.
A total of eight villages.
Township Tun, 257 households, 907 people, of which 41 households, 125 people are free people, the rest are serfs.
In Huashengtun, there were 23 households and 92 people, all of whom were serfs.
There are 68 households and 211 people in Xianggutun, all of whom are serfs.
Tomato Village has 30 households and 152 people, of which 10 households and 28 people are free citizens, and the rest are serfs.
In Damaitun, there were 48 households and 155 people, all of whom were serfs.
In Maimaitun, there were 101 households and 342 people, all of whom were serfs.
There are 21 households and 54 people in the flower farm, all of whom are serfs.
The dairy farm has 18 households and 60 people, all of whom are serfs.
In Huahua Town, there are 584 households with 1973 people, only 51 households and 153 people are free citizens, and the rest are serfs. On the castle side, there were 10 servants, 4 retinue knights, and two followers of Galtai and Marcus, including Liszt, 17 people.
Among them, Galtai and Marcus had family members, but they did not follow them in Coral City. You may not want to come, or you may have to wait a while to come.
Therefore, the total population of Huahua Town is 1990 people.
Most of them are engaged in agriculture, growing barley, wheat, oats, tomatoes, shiitake mushrooms, peanuts, tulips, raising dairy cows, and a small amount of chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, dogs, and sheep.
Only 7% of the population is engaged in handicrafts.
There is a tailor shop, blacksmith shop, carpenter shop, bakery shop, mill, grocery shop, cobbler shop, barber shop, and locksmith shop.
"The census is detailed enough, the task should be completed now." Liszt thought to himself as he pushed away the thick leather paper emitting a faint stench in front of him.
At this time, the old housekeeper Carter came over again: "Master, great news, the steward of the flower farm is here to report the happy news to you."
Hearing the words "Flower Farm", Liszt's eyes lit up, and he knew in his heart that this was probably the reward of the mission: "Where is he, please come here... What is the happy event?"
"It's a black tulip I've never seen before, my lord. I'll go and bring him here."