I, a fallen nobleman, started the farming system

Chapter 79 Training
The lord is gone.

Nezel and Moya looked at each other, and the surprised expressions on their faces have not faded until now.

"My lord, what does he mean?" Nezel opened his mouth, but he didn't even move his doubtful mouth.

Moya looked at the closed gate and turned his head with a complicated expression, "It's the first time I've seen such a noble lord. He's completely different from the ones I've seen before. You said you wanted to leave here after you made money."

Nezel nodded, "Ash Town is too remote, I think you can live a better life."

"We don't need to leave, just stay here. I think under the leadership of the lord, the town will definitely be different from before. Moreover, no lord can respect you like him. He won't let the tailors in the town come over, but Let those serfs come here."

"My lord, why should we share the benefits with him? If we hadn't sold sachets, his things would not have been sold at all." Carliss was very puzzled.

This is all real money. Now that the territory is short of money, he feels sorry for wasting a copper coin.

"Really can't sell it at all?" Lynn asked back.

"If it can be sold, it can be sold, and it will definitely not be sold at such a high price."

Lynn smiled, "You can't be too short-sighted in doing things. What would Nezel think if he knew that we sold a sachet for five silver coins?"

Karis snorted, "He dares to think too much, he is just a commoner, and he can do whatever the lord tells him to do."

This is the difference between Lynn and Karis. In fact, he does not treat these people as real slaves in his heart. They are all living people, and they should be reasonable.

Although they can't do things that capsize their own boat, it's not a good thing to betray one's morality.

Of course, if there was someone who opposed him, Lynn wouldn't mind hanging him.

"We want to establish a long-term and stable cooperative relationship. If they earn money, they will naturally not leave. As long as they live in my territory, they need to pay taxes and fees. At the same time, the money they earn can also drive other consumption. The town is rich. After the free people or civilians in other places know about it, they will come and settle down, and they will pay again, which forms a positive cycle.”

Carliss felt that what the adults said was right, but he still felt that the proportion given to the other party was too high.

However, Karis did not continue to say more on this point, otherwise it would be a blatant confrontation with the master.

"Why don't you let the other tailors in the town also go there? The more people there are, the more sachets they will make."

"Because those people called him a sissy." Lynn sighed.

"Huh?" Caris was taken aback.

"Would you like to cooperate with someone who hates you and laughs at you all day long?"

"I don't want to, I won't be so generous and merciful."

"That's it!"

For the first time in such a long time, Darcy felt what it means to have food in his stomach, don't panic in his heart. He had never had a full meal before, and it often took several days to drink a bowl with only a few dishes. soup with leaves.

But after being bought, he came to the place where the serfs lived and found that it was completely different from other towns.

The serfs had their own place to live. Although it was just a random building made of stone and wood, it was better than sleeping outside.

And those serfs said that they are cutting down trees to build houses, their own houses.

Darcy didn't believe what they said, a serf was a serf, how could they get their own house, these people must be crazy.

However, here he can drink porridge and mushroom soup.

The aroma of the porridge attracted them deeply, and the deliciousness of the mushroom soup made them almost swallow their tongues.

According to the serfs here, porridge can be drunk every day, but mushroom soup is not common, because the lord needs to use it for trading.

For Darcy, this is already something that he dare not even dream about.

Just yesterday afternoon, the housekeeper suddenly came over and said that he wanted to select people in good health for training. As long as he participated and persisted, he could drink meat porridge.

Just thinking about it, the serfs couldn't help drooling, after all, it was meat.

The butler had many requirements, but fortunately Darcy met the requirements.

He was looking forward to the meat porridge. As for the training, although he was curious, it was not as attractive to him as the meat porridge.

Darcy and some other qualified serfs came to the designated place.

This is an open space next to the farmland. They are standing here, looking around, talking, discussing about training and meat porridge.

Until the lord came over, all the serfs kept their mouths shut.

Lin En looked at these serfs who were crooked and out of shape, and there was no surprise on their faces. This is a very normal thing. For serfs, they only need to know how to farm, cut trees, and mine. , only other abilities, they are not qualified to learn.

"My lord, there are 32 people in total." Karis came over and said.

"Including you, there are 34 people in total." Lynn looked at Miles and Jack beside him.

The two wondered, should they also follow the training?

Jack and Miles looked at each other, not understanding what the lord meant.

They were called over here, saying that the adults wanted to train the serfs to form a militia, which was completely impossible for them.

Only knights can be called a war team and can fight. As for the civilians and serfs, they just wave a few times with their tools.

Although the two of them were knight followers and did not condense the seeds of life, with their strength, they could easily kill five or six civilians by themselves.

Now the adults let them follow the training, which is even more outrageous.

Although puzzled, they dare not refute what the adults said.

Lynn asked Jack and Miles to stand in front of the serfs. He naturally knew the confusion of the two, and he also understood the pride in their hearts. Although they were not formal knights, they had studied with the knight Hans for a long time.

It was an insult to ask them to train with serfs.

But for Lynn, as long as you are not an official knight, it's all the same.

Darcy stood on the spot, his waist tensed, his back straight, and his hands tightly attached to his legs. He didn't know why the lord did this. He felt that this was a very easy thing.

Thinking of the meat porridge, he couldn't help but licked his lips, as if he would be able to drink the meat porridge in the next moment.

As time passed slowly, Darcy couldn't bear it any longer. Standing for a long time, he couldn't move around casually, especially his hands must never leave his legs. This was a kind of torture for him.

(End of this chapter)