I really don't want to hang up

Chapter 162 Three Years!Three full years!
Lupez still remembers that it was the grandest triumphal ceremony he had ever seen, the triumphal ceremony of General Panger.

From the first day of the new year, it lasted for a full one hundred and twenty-two days, which is an auspicious number.

The street lamps on both sides of the street are covered with colorful ribbons, and the whole Godland is filled with excitement and joy.

Food and drinks are distributed every day, of course, those are for citizens and have nothing to do with civilians.

General Pang also hired a troupe of the highest standard at his own expense, and performed in the Colosseum for [-] consecutive days. Every citizen had a ticket, and the Colosseum was packed.

While the citizens are full of food and drink, they also spend a lot of miso, and the consumption of the entire Godland has skyrocketed!
Due to the continuous victories of the legion's external expansion, even the pockets of the civilians have bulged.

The triumphal ceremony did not affect Lupez's life in the mine.

He is a commoner of the state of God, not a citizen of the state of God.

The old farmer has become an old miner.

He still has to get up early, catch the first bus to the mine, and start working after clocking in.

Day after day, year after year.

For the first year, Lupez worked like hell.

In one year, he won the top ten employees twice, bought a small field with his savings in the first half of the year, and rented it to others. According to the agreement, he got [-]% after tax.

Seventy percent belong to Lupez.

That year, due to the new method of farming taught by the Slash Hall, the grain output increased by more than [-]% than usual!
Food is not the protagonist of this year.

Cotton is.

The people who switched to cotton made a lot of money!

People picked the cotton, turned it into cotton yarn, and sent it to the workshop of the Holy See family.

There, cotton yarn will be turned into cotton thread, which will be further produced into various materials for sale inside and outside Shenbang.

The judge who helped Lupez buy the land despised him for his lack of vision, and once moaned in a conversation.

If Rupez is willing to grow cotton, the income of that year will at least double!
Lupez just apologized and didn't say much.

He is a contented man.

Now, I have a good job. My granddaughter has good grades in school. It is said that she has great potential and is expected to become a scholar. There is still a field in the countryside.
Life has never been better!

Lupez only transported part of the grain produced in the fields, enough for his grandparents and grandson to eat.

The extra food was stored by Lupez with the familiar judge.

Lupez used the wages from the mine to buy two more small fields, which were connected with his original fields.

Under the persuasion of the judge, Lupez allowed half of the fields to grow grain and half to grow cotton.

In the second year, Lupez's body began to fail, and his energy was not as good as before.

In addition to spending energy, the work in the mine has many disadvantages.

The environment here is very harsh and unbearable. Lupez has a gray head all the year round, and even his nose is black.

In order to refresh himself and work better, Lupez began to like smoking.

It is said that General Panger laid down a fertile land in the south, where a large amount of tobacco was produced, and the caravans transported bundles of tobacco back to Shenbang, which soon became popular among men, women and children.

People love tobacco more than wine!
These tobaccos are classified into various brands according to the place of origin, processing method, and seller.

The newspapers are also full of advertisements for various brands of tobacco, some of which are high-end and favored by the Holy Family.

There are some that are of good quality and cheap, and you can buy a lot of them for a few days for a miso.

Lupez can't live without this thing.

However, although Lupez smokes himself, he never lets his granddaughter touch the stuff.

It is said that there are also restrictions in the Palace of Greed, and children under the wheel are not allowed to buy tobacco.

Lupez will still be the first to come to the mine, but he can no longer work twelve hours a day, and no matter how much tobacco he smokes, he will never be able to return to the past.

His back became even more rickety, and sometimes his hands would shake for no reason, and he would cough a few times from time to time.

But it's okay, just take a few puffs of cigarettes.

Lupez cannot go to see a doctor. Even if there is a specialized doctor in the mine and the price is halved, he still cannot afford the medical expenses.

He can only take the initiative to cut his overtime hours, which means that his income will also be greatly reduced.

Lupez did just that.

Soon, he realized, things might not be so bad!
Because he came to the mine the earliest time and was very lucky, Lupez was awarded the top ten employees twice.

Therefore, he accepted many apprentices.

Some apprentices died, went, disappeared, and more apprentices stayed.

Lupez found that even if he didn't work overtime, the income that the apprentice turned over to the master was enough for him to live a good life.

He can live in a better low-rent house, smoke better cigarettes, and take a better car
Lupez didn't do that.

He is still the same as before, nothing has changed.

Every once in a while, Lupez will invite all his apprentices to have a self-service meal. Everyone will go hungry for a day or two in advance, even Lupez is no exception.

During the meal, the old miner just sat aside, chewing food mechanically, while watching his apprentices.

He really wanted to ask, I can rely on you, but what about you?
When you were old, who did you rely on?
Rupez didn't know.

Young miners, even if they work longer hours and mine more, are not making as much money as they did a year ago.

Lupez didn't know why this happened.

He didn't even understand why the young people were not unhappy about this and could accept it calmly.

Lupez thought, maybe there is no better job in Shenbang.

This year, Shenbang is still great.

It was harvest time, and for the first time a smile appeared on Lupez's face.

The grain produced in the field can fill the barn, and a gratifying little tip emerges.

As for cotton, it also sold at a good price.

Although there are many people who grow cotton, cotton is still a hot commodity.

In addition, Lupez sold all the cotton at a low price in the early days, and he gathered hundreds of misos in his hands, each of which is like a child's smiling face, which is lovable.

These several hundred miso, plus the income of the mine this year, the miso in Lupez's hands has broken through the 1000 mark!

This old farmer, who has been busy all his life, has never been so rich.

Thank you Mr. Luden!

Tribune Loudon, after his term of office expired, was re-elected without any suspense.

Everybody loves him, everybody loves him!

In Shenbang, you can't hear a single bad word about Mr. Luden!

Even in the lunatic asylum, there is a lunatic, the first thing he does every morning is to wish Mr. Luden a long life.

He is such a nice guy.

This is a gift from the saints to the Kingdom of God!
No one doubted it.

Lupez took a drag on his cigarette and coughed under the white mist.

His cough was worse than ever.

Of course, this is not the biggest problem.

After more than two years of working in the mines, Lupez's joints began to protest, whether they would howl even when there was no wind or rain.

At times, Lupez lay on the plank, pale and sweating from the pain.

Not even tobacco can relieve the pain.

However, Lupez couldn't stop.

He has a granddaughter to support, and these fields and money can support his granddaughter to grow up in peacetime.

Orcs will come. Orcs will come.
So, he can't stop, has to work harder, and it will be easier in another two years
Rupez thought so.

Without Mr. Luden, the old farmer would have died the last time the orcs attacked.

When the pain hits and the tobacco wears off, Lupez turns to spiritual solace. He starts to pray.

In the beginning, Rupez prayed to the saints.

He had no choice but to find that he was not a good follower of a saint.

So, Lupez changed to a prayer object, someone who had actually helped him.

He began to pray to Mr. Rutton, from the bottom of his heart.

Miraculous things happened, the pain disappeared, just like a drifting ship meets a harbor, a wandering wanderer finds his hometown.

Lupez found himself the perfect prayer object.

Cotton sold well that year.

So, at the judge's suggestion, Lupez used a quarter of the field to grow grain and the rest to grow cotton.

The third year.

Something is not quite right.

Lupez doesn't talk to people very much, and he doesn't like to read newspapers, but he's used to listening.

He would go to the buffet every half a month, where he could hear the latest news.

From people's mouths, Lupez heard some fresh words.

During that time, the faces of the citizens of Shenbang on the street were not very good-looking.

Lupez hears some of the same topics being discussed all the time:

"The latest weaving machine, one machine is more efficient than eight people weaving."

"The cloth produced is too cheap."

"The loom is useless."

"The price of cotton yarn plummeted."

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Lupez has no idea how or why it all happened.

These things have nothing to do with him.

He is still working in the mine, and his health is getting worse every day.

I was going to die in the mine sooner or later.

Rupez thought so.

He didn't complain or accuse anything, he just stated the facts calmly.

Lupez was wrong.

On this day, he had just arrived at the mine, clocked in, and was about to start work, but his boss called him over.

"Lupez, come here, this is Paul, the head of the textile branch, Paul, this is Lupez."

The boss said quickly,
"The textile department is expanding, and there is a severe shortage of people. We need to transfer a group of backbones to take charge of the management work, so that women and children don't be lazy. Lupez, do you think you can do this well?"

His tone was not a question, but an order.

Lupez is also used to this tone.

Even so, Lupez was a little surprised after hearing it,

"what?"

It is normal for people in the mine to be deaf.

The boss repeated his own words, urging Lupez to make a decision.

The old miner couldn't understand what the other person was saying, and he only asked one question.

"Excuse me. Is the textile company also owned by Mr. Luden?"

"Yes."

Paul replied confidently,

"We have bankrupted all competitors in the market, and now Shenbang only sells our textiles. This is simply a new gold mine. Are you interested in joining, old man?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Lupez nodded and agreed without hesitation.

"I think it's time to leave the mine."

He rubbed his shoulders and said with a sigh.

Not long after Lupez said yes,

Above the clouds, there was a muffled sound.

thump—

thump—

Everyone put down their work at the same time and looked up at the sky.

Looking at the sky with the same numb expression.

That was the bell from the high platform, representing a simple thing, a thing that has been repeated for eight hundred years:
The orcs are coming again.

(End of this chapter)