I, a fallen nobleman, started the farming system

Chapter 76 The Beekeeper

A few pieces of cloth were hung on his body, and Naiji was walking barefoot on the road, and the soles of his feet were scratched by small stones, but he didn't feel any pain. Maybe he got used to it, or maybe he was numb and lost the pain.

He looked up at the front, the tall horse was so handsome, and the sound of the horse's hooves falling on the ground was intoxicating.

"Hurry up and lower your head, do you want to be hanged?" The old man on the side whispered.

Naiji quickly lowered his head, looking at his dark and chilblained feet, but he couldn't help but look around.

He is not the only one in the team, and there are many others. These people are serfs who have just become serfs. Compared with those who have been serfs for many years, they still have a little hope for life.

Last year's winter was extremely cold. A snowstorm swept across a large area of ​​land, destroyed countless houses, and killed many people.

Naiji was a commoner who mastered carpentry skills before. His father was also a carpenter, and his mother was a tailor. Relying on craftsmanship, the family lived well, but they also had enough food and clothing.

But the lord lord suddenly imposed taxes and fees, especially for craftsmen like them, what is the winter allowance, saying that they can survive the winter thanks to the help of adults.

The taxes and fees were very high, and their family barely paid them. This caused them to spend the whole winter in a state of starvation and cold. Finally, when the spring plowing season came, the lord had to collect taxes again, and they couldn't pay them. money, they became serfs.

All three members of the family were locked up here, waiting to be bought together, until not long ago, his father was bought by a nobleman with money.

Not only them, there are some people in it as well.

They don't understand why they continue to collect money after paying the money, and they can make money after waiting for a while, but the lord is so urgent.

All this has passed, and they were bought. According to other serfs, they must be a noble lord who can buy so many people at once.

It's just a little strange, why they are walking towards the forest, could it be that the lord's territory is inside.

After walking for a while, they entered the forest. The surrounding trees were tall and blocked the sunlight, which also made the serfs afraid. They even wondered if they were bought to raise wild animals.

Hearing the frightened voices of other people around him, Naiji muttered, "I'm a carpenter, so I should be able to continue doing this job."

The old man on the side glanced at him, "Don't think about it, the lord bought us for farming and mining, and they don't care what you know."

Neji wanted to say something else.

The old man warned him, "Don't talk so much, or you will die faster than anyone else."

Neji kept her mouth shut.

After passing through the forest, they came to a small town. Compared with Sheep Town, there were few people here, but the streets were very clean, and there was no foul smell in the air.

The adults asked them to wait here, but the serfs immediately stopped, not daring to make any moves.

Carliss took a pen and paper from the castle, and conducted household registration statistics for these serfs according to the master's order.

"What's your name, how old are you, and what skills do you have?" Karis asked in detail.

"My name is Darcy, twenty, 21 or 23."

The serf who was questioned stumbled when mentioning his age, and did not know the exact age at all.

It’s not surprising for Carliss. When the town’s residents were counted earlier, some of them were like this. They didn’t even know the words, and they only knew a rough idea of ​​their own age. Only those who could read and write could tell their age accurately.

In this case, he will mark after the name, giving an approximate age range.

"What about skills?"

"Huh?" Darcy was puzzled.

"Just what did you do before?"

"Planting."

Carliss wrote down the fields, and then asked the second person.

Naiji looked at the adult who was asking the question in fear, and always felt that the other person was very serious, and had a feeling that he would hang them immediately if he didn't answer well.

"Name, age, what will it be?" Karis asked blankly.

The serfs who were asked before did not know anything except farming, which made the person who asked him a little mentally tired.

"Naiji, twenty, I'm a carpenter." Naiji answered with a trembling voice.

Carliss was shocked and looked over, "Do you know how to read?"

Naiji nodded quickly, "For a carpenter, knowing how to read and write is a must. My father once said that if you want to make better things, you should learn more."

After speaking, Naiji realized that he had talked too much. He lowered his head, thinking in his heart that he would not be hanged.

To his surprise, the other party not only did not blame, but praised him instead.

"That's right, your father is a good father."

Carliss circled his name and marked it.

"We welcome capable people here!" Karis added.

He came to the next person and asked.

"My name is Bent. I will be 43 or 45 this year. I know how to keep bees." After hearing what the adults said, the old man suddenly realized that this might be an opportunity.

"Beekeeping?" Karis was startled, and looked at the other party carefully.

For a serf at this age, he has lived a very long time, and it is not easy to live to this day.

Bent hurriedly said: "When I was young, I raised bees for a viscount, and the honey I produced was very good in taste and variety."

Carliss asked: "Beekeeping is not easy, why did you become a serf?"

Bent hesitated, and just when he was about to tell a lie, Karis' voice rang in his ears, "If you dare to tell a lie, I will put a hot stone into your mouth."

"It's because the bees I raised stung the butler in the Lord's castle, and they wanted to hang me." Bent told the truth immediately.

"Then how did you survive?"

"At that time, the Lord Viscount attacked Lord Viscount's territory. They went to deal with this matter and ignored me. Later, Lord Viscount lost a lot of land and serfs, and I was also involved." Bent explained.

Karis looked at him a few more times, this old man has really experienced many things.

He didn't continue to ask, but walked towards the others.

Bent felt uneasy in his heart. He really didn't expect the lord to ask so many questions, and he regretted saying it. It is not a small thing that the bee stings the housekeeper. This question hangs itself.

He is now praying that he does not want to continue beekeeping, and that he can farm safely is the best result.

(End of this chapter)