Alien landlady

Chapter 117
"Village head, can you put aside the grievances between the church and the magicians and just talk about business? Our guild needs a lot of bedroom supplies, but we don't have enough manpower, so we pay you to make them for us. If it's really difficult, we won't force it. It’s a big deal to go to other villages and towns to find people, and we will not come to you again if there is such a business in the future. Of course, our president will still allow you to continue to use that forest. These are two different things, and we will not confuse them.”

Abel's tone was sincere but threatening. He didn't dare to take business from the Wizards Guild face to face, but wanted to use the forest owned by the Guild. How could it be so cheap.

The men exploded, and the village women also became nervous, worried that they would lose this hard-won business.

"Honestly speaking, our guild leader is very happy to see that your village is so close to the guild, and thinks that if we are too busy in the future, we will also entrust you with the cleaning of these bed sheets and quilt covers. If you really If you don't even want to cooperate for the first time, we have nothing to say." This was what Bai Tongtong specially told them before they went out, and it was true that they didn't have people to wash the sheets every day.

"Oh, my lady, it's really not that we don't want to. The new priest in the town said that magicians are sinners of God. Those who approach magicians are willing to degenerate and become sinners. We dare not." The village chief seemed to feel that the cloth on the table was hot, so he sat beside him in a stiff posture, not even daring to put his hands on the table.

The words of the village chief aroused the approval of the villagers, and the enthusiasm in the eyes of the women couldn't help but subsided, and they couldn't bear to lower their heads completely. Some people still secretly looked at the money and objects on the table.

"Our president said that this is just a business deal. If you insist on talking about religious grievances, please show the original text in the scriptures, and there are warnings written in black and white that believers are not allowed to have any form of contact with magicians. Otherwise, our president must have a clear argument with them. Don’t forget what happened half a year ago. If the church loves you, it won’t let you be neighbors with a dead spirit. I don’t know if there was a ghost in your village before People died in a strange way." Bai Tongtong told them about the undead yesterday, and this morning the women were surrounded by some townspeople to inquire about it, and everyone knew how the magicians had the upper hand in this matter.

"Oops!" A woman suddenly covered her mouth and screamed, with a bad face, "Do you still remember the wife of that family? Just a few years ago, she slept well at night, but she was gone in the morning."

The women screamed, "Didn't you say she died of natural causes?! Don't scare us!"

The men also thought about it, and started making noise again.

"She was so young, just in her early twenties, she just gave birth to her first child, and died like that. How can a young person die naturally?"

"That's right, her husband has been having a bad life since then. After giving the land to his brother, he took the children to other places to make a living. After all these years, he doesn't know whether he is dead or alive."

"Don't say it, people have been dead for so many years, forget it, don't say it." A woman came forward to quiet the village women, while the men outside were still shouting, it sounded like I found the family members and talked nonsense.

"Village chief, have you seen it? The dead spirits were solved by our president. She rented the manor, and that kind of thing happened on the first day she came to live. She still has to settle accounts with the church. Ask them how Those who take care of this land, if they neglect their duties, they should go back and reflect honestly, and stop meddling in the normal business of the guild. We pay you for your work, why don’t you like it? The boss wanted to do this business so much that our president didn't agree, and said that he would bring it back to you to do it. Didn't Kedikov read the same scriptures as you?"

"Kedikoff is not our main city, how do we know how their bishop preaches the teachings?"

"Sorrell is always your main city. The business of the guild's reconstruction. I heard that there is a scramble to break the head in the construction guild. Who doesn't know that magicians are the upper class of the upper class, and it is great to have business with them It’s an honor, don’t the scriptures read by the businessman and the baptism ceremony be different?”

"That's right, merchants are chasing after magicians to do business, and we're pushing the business outside, and we don't think about the hungry children at home." A village woman couldn't help complaining loudly, which evoked a unanimous response from the women. One piece agrees.

The men are silent, look at me and look at you, none of them can make up their minds, it is better to be as decisive as the women.

"What if we let the priest know? Will the Lord punish us?" A man standing outside the window asked worriedly.

"A priest who can't even detect the dead, does he really know the ability to talk to the Almighty Lord?" Of course, they also believed in what the master believed in. They gritted their teeth and questioned boldly, and their words were not shocking.

Abel’s rebellious words really shocked everyone, and exclamations came one after another. Some extremely devout believers hurriedly prayed to God, asking for forgiveness and forgiveness.

Seeing the confusion at the scene, Abel felt that the business could not be negotiated. She winked at her companions, and everyone stood up to say goodbye.

"Wait a minute!" Several women of different ages stood up among the village women, and they squeezed through the human wall and came to Abel, "We are willing to do this business, we are all widows, so that our children can have enough food , we are not afraid of the punishment of the Lord."

"I can't, I can't! The Lord will be angry! You will harm everyone!" The pious objected vigorously, and the commotion in the crowd became bigger and bigger. Some supported the widows, and some disapproved.

Abel and the others were a little worried about their own things, and immediately formed a circle in front of the table, while the widows who wanted to accept business and the women who supported them were being criticized loudly by the majority, and they scolded back not to be outdone.

In the midst of the chaos, Ah Huang let out an impatient growl, which silenced everyone, and the room suddenly became extremely silent. The villagers looked at this beast with yellow and black stripes in horror, and no one dared to make a sound. And retreated even more towards the door, forcing a bigger space in front of the table.

Abel waved to the widows at this time, "Come on, don't be afraid, come here and let's talk."

The widows huddled together arm in arm but didn't dare to go there. Ah Huang rolled her eyes in disdain, and moved slightly out of the way. Then the women pushed each other around it and walked towards Abel.

Suddenly there was another commotion outside the door, the men screamed in various ways, Ah Huang got up and walked towards the door, and Bai Tongtong in robes appeared after a while.

"Village Chief, can I come in?" Bai Tongtong held the door frame with his hand, and glanced lightly at the faces of everyone in the room. Ah Huang immediately made a small report, telling her about the confusion just now.

The magicians appeared in person, and even if they wanted to object, the village chief and the villagers dared not speak out. The grievances of faith belonged to grievances, and the lofty status of magicians was also a fact. Bai Tongtong was a big shot in the clouds in front of them.

"President Baibaibai, please come in." The village head stammered and greeted, and the extra people in the house moved out of the house against the wall, and there were even more people crowded at the door and outside the window.

"Abel, I asked you to come to discuss business, but after being away for so long, the clothes are still waiting for you to cut them. I don't want you to lose face when guests come."

"I'm really sorry, miss, I'm not doing my job well." Abel pursed his lips tightly, with a face full of self-blame.

"Forget it, you are just here too, and you don't know much about the customs and customs here, so learn to be good once you learn a lesson."

"Not again, miss."

"Yeah." Bai Tongtong hummed perfunctorily, and his eyes fell on the widows, "Abel, are they willing to accept our business this time? The number of them is a bit small."

"Yes, miss, only a few of them are willing, and they are all widows." The servants have no knowledge of monsters and pets, so they don't know that Bai Tongtong has already learned about it from Ah Huang.

"Widows? Do they all have children? Without a man, can the family's farm work be done? Can the children help?" Bai Tongtong ignored the others and walked towards the women with her hands behind her back.

Unexpectedly, these words hit the sore spots in the hearts of the widows, and they all burst into tears, their faces full of exhaustion from the burden of life.

"Mom..." Another group of boys and girls squeezed in from outside the door. They were dressed in shabby clothes. It seemed that the oldest boys were still teenagers, and they hadn't grown into reliable pillars of the family.

Seeing that the widows were still sobbing, Bai Tongtong dug into the ring, took out a bag of candies, swallowed one, and waved to the children.

The older children were a little hesitant, but the younger children couldn't resist the temptation of the colorful candies. They rubbed forward, stretching out their dirty little hands, and some had two snots hanging under their noses.

Bai Tongtong curled his lips in disapproval, and chanted the spell very quickly, and each of the children's hands was covered with a big water polo, "Wash your hands before you can eat candies, children."

The unprepared villagers yelled again when they saw the magic for the first time. Ah Huang then threatened with a low growl, and they immediately covered their mouths tightly to keep quiet.

The children washed their hands obediently, distributed a candy to each of them, and shrank back to their brothers and sisters with a smile.

Bai Tongtong asked Abel to distribute the remaining candies to the widows and other children, and she sat down on the stool handed by the village chief.

"Okay, now let's get down to business. This village is full of free people, right? The village chief, tell me, do these widows still have land? How much do they have in total? What crops have they grown before?"

"President Bai, our village has a lot of land, and the villagers have enough land to plant. Before the earl was still there, the tenant farmers came from other villages. The combined land of their several families exceeds one hundred mu, and each family is There are twenty or thirty mu of land, with grain and vegetables, and the husband and wife can still be busy. Once the man leaves, the child has not grown up, and life is very difficult, and they can’t even pay taxes.” Speaking of the village. In the case of the village chief, it would be much easier.

"What about the relatives? Will the relatives help each other? For example, rent the widows' land and grow it for themselves?"

"Rent?" The village chief waved his hand and shook his head, "I can't afford it. Renting land requires rent, as well as taxes from His Majesty and the church. I really can't afford it. There are also many taxes."

"Is that so, are the fields of their family planted with crops now? Or are they just abandoned?"

"I planted some vegetables." The village chief was not sure. He looked at the widows, then at the children, and then at the idle people watching.

"I'm growing vegetables. It's too tiring to grow food. I grow some fast-growing vegetables and sell them in the town every day." A widow's daughter said, three sisters snuggled up to her mother, the youngest one was under ten years old, Grow thin and small.

"Where are the others? Are they growing food or vegetables?"

"My family has planted a few acres of rations and some vegetables. Most of the land is barren, and my son can't grow it all by himself."

"My family also grows some rations and vegetables. The vegetables are less than an acre of land. If you grow too much, you can't sell it in the town. I heard that the widows in the surrounding villages also live like this."

"I understand." Bai Tongtong was overjoyed in his heart, there was abandoned arable land, and the plan she mentioned to Pollock last night seemed to have a chance to be carried out ahead of schedule.

"Then why did you guys quarrel before?" Bai Tongtong looked at Abel and asked knowingly.

"Miss, it's the villagers who are worried that the widows will anger the Lord and blame the whole village." Abel said quickly.

"Excuse me? Everyone thinks so?" Bai Tongtong turned his attention to the villagers, "Do you think the almighty Lord has angered you? Who told you?"

"The priests of the church have always said that, magicians are sinners of the Lord, and being too close to sinners is a betrayal of the Lord, and the Lord will make the betrayers suffer." The devout believer replied loudly.

"It means that the Almighty Lord would rather see his believers live a poor life of hunger than want you to live a rich life?"

"Our Lord certainly wants his followers to live well, but being with a magician is betrayal!"

"However, a magician represents being rich. Working with rich people means that you can earn a lot of money. Only when you have a lot of money can you pay more taxes to the church. You don't want to give more donations to the Lord? What are you? Don't you believe in your Lord piously?" Bai Tongtong's trump card came out, she didn't believe that these illiterate villagers could not be detoured into a dead end, and finally followed her train of thought.

The villagers didn't know how many times the frying pan was fried, and the buzzing discussion sounded into one piece.

"Of course we believe in our Lord devoutly, but you are a magician, we can't cooperate with you!" Someone insisted on the status of a magician, "We want to cooperate and find a businessman!"

"Then tell me, in your town, in your village, how many merchants come in to receive goods all year round?"

"They will come when the harvest is good! They will come every year!" Someone shouted loudly, determined not to let Bai Tongtong look down on him.

"Only come when the grain is harvested? Do you do business twice a year? Usually? Are there any merchants who come down anytime and anywhere to buy the vegetables you grow?"

The crowd fell silent again, and the screaming believers also fell silent.

"How about it, have you figured it out? Do you have to cooperate with rich people to make money in business? Those merchants living in the main city, as long as they do business with magicians, the tax they pay in a year is lower than yours. The sum of the whole village is dozens or even hundreds of times more, and those who pay the most taxes have the opportunity to have dinner with the bishop at the end of the year. You have paid taxes for so many years, do you know what the church eats for the New Year's Eucharist?"

"That's impossible! The Church wouldn't do that! You're a liar! Magicians are big liars!"

Ah Huang growled and made an attacking gesture, scaring the villagers to quickly cover the mouth of the person who spoke just now, not to offend the magician.

"It's so funny, why should I lie to you? I have lived in the capital, I have lived in the Academy of Magic and Martial Arts, and I have dealt with many nobles. Speaking of which, nobles do business with magicians, and magicians like to do business the most. Experiment, there are a lot of weird research results in your hands, and you can leak some new things through your fingers, and you can’t even imagine the money you earn, and you can’t use it up in bed for a lifetime.”

"This is impossible! The Lord will be angry! He will definitely be angry!" The devout believers were struggling hoarsely, which broke the three views that the villagers had cultivated since they were young. , Many people burst into tears on the spot.

"Stop arguing, it's giving me a headache. Nobles do this. Their superiors are Your Majesty, His Majesty who is granted the power of the king. The principal of the Magic and Martial Arts Academy is a guest of honor before His Majesty. Do you understand the meaning of the word guest of honor? Principal Your Majesty will listen carefully to what you say. Your Majesty has not been punished by the Lord, which means that the Lord does not care. It is not afraid to insist that ordinary people do not have the privileges of His Majesty before the Lord. In addition, there are effective ways to exonerate crimes. You want to hear Is it?" Enough stimulation, Bai Tongtong began to comfort them.

"I want to hear, I want to hear! Please tell us, Mr. Chairman!" The widows became excited, and rushed towards Bai Tongtong, waiting eagerly for her to speak. noisy.

"Actually, the method is very simple. In addition to paying taxes at the end of the year, we also make several donations at ordinary times, and show our faces before the Lord. The Lord sees people in the world as densely packed as ants. Only by actively expressing yourself can you arouse the Lord's interest. The way people in the world want to attract attention is to donate, because most people don’t do this, but for those who do it often, do you think the Lord will remember him? Then the future life of this person and his family There will be more gospels from the Lord." Bai Tongtong said with a sincere vow, "Now tell me, will you donate to the church in normal times?"

The villagers were all dumbfounded, and shook their heads blankly.

"Is it because I don't have money or I never thought about it? Or both?"

"All, all." The young man reacted quickly, na na said.

"Look, so you can't get the gospel of the Lord. Donations require money, and this money can't affect the normal life of believers, so this kind of thing has always been done by rich people, and ordinary people can only donate. If you put some coins in the ceremonial box or the candelabra box, the rich can do more practical things, so they get more of the Lord's gospel, their business is better, their lives are better, and then they give more With money as a donation, life becomes better and better, and the cycle goes on like this. As for you, your life is poor, and you have no money to make donations. In the eyes of the Lord, you are just ants in the ground. Would you care what an ant thinks?"

The villagers continued to shake their heads, and at the same time, many people were slowly walking towards Bai Tongtong.

(End of this chapter)