industrial lord

Chapter 110 Accidents
The rooster crowed one after another, waking up the small villages in the mountains.

Gentle smoke comes out of the chimney, rises straight, and circles over the village, with early birds flying by from time to time.

When the smoke cleared, the village was fully awake, and the villagers started their day's work.

Metzger picked the two pigs with the thickest girths in the pigsty to catch the carriage with the cage, and then went home for breakfast.

The oatmeal porridge with visceral blood sausage in the pot has been cooked, and by the way, steamed a few buns made yesterday.

Metzger thought for a while, walked to the suitcase, and took out a new set of blacksmith uniforms bought at the end of last year to change into.

His wife Reya asked strangely: "How do you wear new clothes today?"

Metzger said proudly: "I am also the master's teacher now, so naturally I have to dress decently."

Leya's watery emerald green eyes almost rolled her eyes, and she said angrily: "I heard before that knights started to practice courage by killing pigs since they were young, and they only killed a few times, and they stopped doing it when they got used to it." , what are you so proud of?"

"Heh heh heh..." Metzger laughed mysteriously, "Master asked me a question."

"What's the problem?" Leia asked curiously.

Metzger replied triumphantly: "The master asked me for advice, would you like to be a 'one-minute man'."

Leiya served him a bowl of oatmeal porridge and put it on the table together with chestnut flour steamed buns. After sitting down, she asked him, "What is a 1-minute person?"

Metzger drank a few sips of oatmeal, and then said: "It's a kind of militia. The master said that we should buy new weapons and train for an afternoon every Sunday. We should work or work normally. If people come from around the village If we encounter robbers or something, we will go home immediately, get our weapons, and become warriors in a minute, so we won’t be afraid of robbers.”

Leiya immediately asked nervously: "Then do you want to go to the battlefield too?"

Metzger is the mainstay of the family. If he goes to the battlefield and there is an accident or something, he will remarry.

"No need." Metzger shook his head and said, "One minute, people don't go out like militiamen. They only care about their own village affairs. At most, they will support the next village when they ask for help. If they cross the village with a weapon privately It's rebellion!"

Leiya thought for a while and said, "That sounds good, how much is the weapon?"

"I still don't understand." Metzger shook his head and said, "The master said that it will be sold cheaply, and he also said that there will be benefits at that time, such as tax reduction and tuition exemption for studying."

As soon as Rhea heard that there was a tax cut, she immediately asked, "Then do you agree?"

Metzger gulped down the last bit of oatmeal before answering, "I said I didn't quite want to agree, because what would happen to my family if I died or was disabled."

Leiya nodded and said, "That's true."

During the conversation, the two finished their breakfast, and Metzger asked his wife: "I have to pay the bill today, what do you want to sell?"

Leiya thought for a while and said, "Buy some clothes hangers and clips for drying clothes and come back. I see that other people are using them, and they are very useful."

"Okay." Metzger stood up, "I'm leaving first, remember to feed the slime today, and I'll collect it the day after tomorrow."

Reya said "Got it, got it" and finished her breakfast to start her day's work.

Metzger drove away in the carriage, and not far from the village, he saw the baron, the sword master and a beautiful black-haired lady fishing by the river.

He heard that now the master likes that beautiful lady very much, maybe the black-haired lady will become the master's wife when she grows up.

He felt that if the master is so smart, the future wife should also be so beautiful.

Leiya also started her day's work. First, she washed and cleaned the tableware, and then went to the well to fetch new water and came back.

Then she came to the pigsty and poured the chopped pasture into the feeding trough, fetched water into the sink, and then used a shovel to shovel the pig manure in the pigsty into the bucket, and then brought it to a large pond not far away, and used it The manure spoon spreads all the pig manure into it.

The slimes raised in the pond swarmed up when they smelled the smell, and began to eat.

Leiya took a look. These slimes were as big as footballs. Tomorrow, I would be hungry and empty the cavity. If someone came to collect them the day after tomorrow, the money would be less.

Before raising a batch of slimes, the soil on the pond floor was shoveled into the vegetable field, and the vegetables grown were larger than usual.

After finishing her work, she saw that the pasture was enough for two days, so she came to the side gate of the barracks with a basket, and took some dirty clothes to wash by the river, which was a decent income.

Metzger drove the carriage to Wessenburg City very quickly. It was still early at this time, and there were many food carriages lined up outside the city gate.

He soon entered the city, thinking about whether to buy a dumbbell along the way, and followed the methods in the newspaper to exercise on weekdays.

Metzger and his wife didn't finish talking to Frederick just now. In fact, he has a plan. Instead of being a person for a minute, he will enlist in the army in the fall.

I have figured it out myself, although I can no longer raise pigs and kill pigs after serving in the army, but the salary is enough for the family to live on.

The key is that after five years of retirement, there will be a place to study at the affiliated school of Weissenburg University. This place is not used by oneself, but it can be reserved for children. This kind of opportunity will not be available to kill pigs for 100 years.

Because the village is not far from the military camp, Metzger knows more about the army than others.

In the future, you don’t need to fight with a white knife like killing a pig, and you can easily kill people 100 meters away with the weapon invented by the master. As long as you don’t encounter enemies like the master swordsman, you will definitely have no problem surviving.

He looked at his arm, because he ate meat all the year round, so he was stronger than ordinary people. He was never afraid of anyone when fighting in the village, and he might be able to make meritorious service and become a knight or something.

But this is a big deal and must be discussed with family members.

Metzger thought to himself, and discuss it with his father-in-law and mother-in-law later. They opened a tavern in the city, and they have better information than himself, so maybe they will have good suggestions.

The carriage turned into a back alley of shops facing the street. There are many pubs and restaurants on this street, as well as a newly opened tea house. Today, these two pigs were ordered by my father-in-law’s tavern and the restaurant next door. I will help them in the alley later. killed.

It's time to sow wheat in autumn, and now there are people in the city who buy pig blood as fertilizer, the price is more cost-effective than making blood sausage, and selling it directly here is more cost-effective than selling it to people who collect pig blood in the village.

As soon as the carriage turned into the alley, Metzger heard the familiar voice of cursing from his father-in-law.

He listened for a while, curled his lips, and now someone threw the money on the ground.

"[Wesson collar swears]! Which [Wesson collar commonly used insulting adjective] cub slaughtered pigs in the middle of the night and got blood all over the floor, attracting so many flies, if they fly to the kitchen and are seen by the sanitation, a cub bastard Do I pay a fine?!"

Metzger frowned. It's summer now. Putting pig's blood on the ground will attract a cloud of flies, and after a while, it will be a cloud of white maggots.

Come on, it seems that we have to sweep the floor before slaughtering the pig today.

The carriage soon came to the father-in-law's side, and when he saw his son-in-law, he immediately said, "Look who killed the pig, let's beat him together!"

Metzger frowned when he saw the blood on the ground. After killing pigs for so many years, he often put the blood on the ground or accidentally kicked over the blood basin, but the blood on the ground was different, it looked like it was dragged It's the same as something passing on it.

He jumped out of the carriage, smelled a little blood on his nose, his whole body stiffened instantly, and cold sweat burst out from his forehead.

"This... this... this..." Metzger said tremblingly, "this is...human blood!"

His father-in-law was also stunned for a moment, and his voice trembled immediately: "You...you didn't...make a mistake, did you?"

Metzger swallowed, calmed himself down, and said with certainty: "Sheep's blood is stinky, pig's blood smells bad, chicken blood smells bad, and human blood smells salty, so there's nothing wrong with it."

"Now pigs and sheep eat pasture, and there is a little smell of pasture in the blood, but there is no such thing in this blood."

His father-in-law panicked for a moment, and hurriedly said: "You... you...you watch here, I'll go find the magistrate!"

(End of this chapter)