The Sun King's Evidence

PS: Actually, I don’t want to update in the middle of the night, but I’m really busy tomorrow, so I stayed up late today and finished writing, so I just updated.

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Old World, Earl of Glamorgan, March, Jean Town.

Winter has finally passed. After the last winter snow in March, spring has finally arrived. The bright spring light illuminates the sky in the earldom. This year is another good harvest.

The amazing effects of the Fairy Tower in the Lake radiated in all directions from the town of Jean. The closer to the town, the greater the increase in farmland production. After the winter wheat harvest, many serfs discovered that after paying a lot of fixed taxes, The family can still eat enough of the food left behind.

It's not five years ago now. As long as they work hard, which serf family doesn't have some food stored in it? Because of this, many serfs were interested. They secretly asked people to inquire in the city to see if there were any merchants buying grain.

Sure enough, the serfs got good news. Several merchants in the city were buying grain!

Bono from Red Fish Village is such a serf who plans to go to the city to sell grain. This serf’s family has a lot of food in stock, including many bags of barley flour. Everyone in the village knows that Bono has someone in the city, so It was a halberdier named Raymond, a soldier of the count. Since he said there was a businessman buying it, there must be a businessman buying it!

The uneducated Bono firmly believes in this, because the lord Earl is Mr. Lane, and Mr. Lane is the Knight of the Holy Grail. He will definitely not lie to us!

A dozen serfs worked together and got a few carts to transport the grain to the city for sale.

The next day, everyone got up early. The group of serfs hurriedly loaded bags of grain into the car and prepared to transport them to the town for sale.

"Are you going to the city to sell grain?" The serfs were still loading the truck. A big bald knight from the kingdom passed by. He held an apple in his hand and chewed most of it in one bite. There was a fat pig on his arm, behind his back. Carrying two axes on his back, his posture was very scary.

However, after five years of getting along with him, the serfs also knew that Master Angron was not as scary as he looked. He also liked to do farm work and looked like a kind and simple old farmer.

"Master Angron! Good morning!" Several serfs quickly stopped what they were doing and wanted to kneel down to say hello. One serf said hesitantly: "Master Angron, we have all paid the fixed tax! We are all Good people, I have some food left at home, but I can’t finish it myself, so I want to go to the city to sell it and buy something back.”

"That's it, let's go." Angron didn't take it seriously. He nodded: "What are they selling?"

"Mainly barley flour, wheat flour, buckwheat, millet, and many vegetables, such as carrots, cauliflower, cabbage, beets, onions and garlic." The serfs were a little nervous, so they had to open the goods and show Angron a look.

"I remember that carrots and cauliflower are on sale in the city. I wish you a good price!" Angron turned and left.

The group of serfs continued on their way.

The road leading to the town gradually became crowded. Many carriages and carts entering the city were crowded together, and the speed of advancement became slow. The serfs were crowded together, waiting to enter the city.

"There are so many people in the town now! Many unknown faces, Southerners, Imperials, and it is said that Yankees came recently?"

"Oh, there are so many people going in to sell food!"

"Hurry up, hurry up! If it's too late, you might not be able to sell it at a good price."

"Bono, where is the boy you know named Raymond?"

"He is already waiting for us in the city!"

It took a long time to get into the city, and Raymond was already waiting inside. This young man had become very strong since he served as a soldier for the count. He was wearing a suit of well-made linen clothes and an animal skin cloak. What the serfs were envious of was the hat on his head. It was a fashionable hat with plumes, one side high and one side low, with a coat of arms printed on it.

That's a soldier's identification!

"Uncle Bono, you are coming to town? Are there so many things?" Raymond had a day off today. He hurried up to greet him. Although the streets in the town were already very spacious, several trolleys still occupied a large space. The serfs They rushed here, panting and very tired, but when they thought of selling grain to make money, these serfs ran very fast and were very motivated.

This is all yours! After paying enough to the knight, the rest is yours!

"Raymon, where is the price of grain harvesting higher?" Bono was in his thirties. He took a few breaths and looked at the young man in front of him with an expression full of hope.

"The prices of the Oliver Chamber of Commerce and the Hadrian Chamber of Commerce are good, and other chambers of commerce are also good. Recently I heard that the overland trade route between the Empire and us in Britannia has been cut off, and there is no food imported by the Empire. The Principality of Palavon, The Principality of Montfort and the Principality of Gisoleaux are experiencing food shortages, and merchants in the Midden Territory of the Empire are also importing food on a large scale. Food is still quite easy to sell, and..." Raymond deliberately gave it a try before continuing. Said: "Now many free people in the city are no longer content to eat black bread."

"Oh oh oh!" The serfs didn't understand what it meant that land trade was cut off. Those principalities were experiencing food shortages far away. All they could hear was that food was easy to sell and vegetables were good. ,This is enough!

Many serfs had smiles on their faces. Last year, the weather was good, and there were no pests or man-made disasters. Finally, there was a bumper harvest, and no one would have too much food.

The wheels of the trolley made a "rumbling" sound as they walked along the noisy street. A large and beautifully decorated store appeared in front of the serfs. Everyone noticed that many serfs came in and out. They all pushed the full cart in and pushed The empty car came out, and the staff in the store came and went, which was very lively.

Arriving at the counter, Bono was the first to go up. Before the serf asked, a director of the Oliver Chamber of Commerce sitting behind the counter said straight to the point: "You're here to sell grain, right?"

"Hey! How do you harvest the food?" The serfs were crowded together, with wrinkles all over their skin that had been tanned by the sun.

"A pound of wheat is 1 silver coin, a pound of barley is 60 copper coins, a pound of buckwheat is 50 copper coins, a pound of rye is 80 copper coins, a pound of rice is 2 gold crowns, a pound of chickpeas is 2 gold crowns, and other grains and vegetables are on the wall. It's there, see for yourself." The director of the chamber of commerce had no expression on his face, and he then asked: "Sell it?"

A few serfs huddled together and calculated. The price of food should have increased, but the increase was not obvious. The price of vegetables was good!

This deal can be done!

"Would you like to visit another house?" A serf whispered.

"Where else? I heard that the prices at the Oliver Chamber of Commerce are pretty good? Which one should I go to?"

"For example, Hadrian Chamber of Commerce?"

"Hadrian Chamber of Commerce is several blocks away from here! Are you going there? I'm not going anyway!"

"Oh, what if the prices at Hadrian's Chamber of Commerce are not as good as here? Then it's a loss, a loss!"

The serfs were arguing in low voices and their faces were red.

The director of the chamber of commerce behind the counter watched the serfs quarreling with a little contempt, thinking that this was the thinking of the poor.

Coveting immediate profits and eager to cash out, according to the consistent experience of the directors of the Chamber of Commerce, the serfs must be satisfied with the current prices of grain and vegetables, so the result of the quarrel is...

"Are you selling? If not, don't stay here. If you don't sell, there are so many people who want to sell. Don't delay our business." The director of the chamber of commerce immediately added.

"Sell, sell, sell! Let's sell!" The serfs had no objection, and they quickly nodded and bowed.

The grain on the truck was unloaded, and the staff in the store began to count and weigh the grain one by one. At the same time, they began to argue repeatedly with the serfs about the quality of barley and wheat. There was constant noise in the store.

Before the items were counted, a few more serfs came in with wheelbarrows and asked about the price. Soon, they were talking about selling and arguing about the quality of their grains.

The cart emptied little by little, but the serfs' pockets became full, filled with copper coins and silver coins. Even a golden crown appeared in Bono's pocket. The serf proudly took this coin with the founding of the country stamped on it. The gold coin with the portrait of the King of Knights Arthur and the date of his birth and death, and the image of the Holy Grail Knight on the other side was played over and over again.

"Uncle Bono, put your things away, be careful of thieves." Raymond gestured to the serfs to put away the coins: "There have been thieves in the town recently. Your Excellency the Earl has stepped up patrols, so everyone should be careful."

"Hey, it should be right." Several serfs suddenly felt that their arms were bitten by poisonous snakes, and they quickly covered the coins in their pockets.

Raymond took the serfs to the market for activities.

The market in Jean Town is now very prosperous, with people coming and going, and all kinds of things being sold in the shops.

"Homespun cloth, canvas, linen, cashmere! They are sold at cheap prices. You can buy one meter at a time and add an extra ten centimeters!"

"Fine furs for sale! We have all kinds of furs!"

"The prices of various dyes are greatly reduced, folks, come and take a look!"

“Safflower oil, sunflower oil, walnut oil!”

"Dwarf farm tools! Dwarf fire starters! Dwarf carts! Products made by dwarves must be high-quality products!"

“All kinds of furniture and pots and pans for sale!”

Many hawking vendors had already targeted the serfs who had just sold grain like hungry wolves who smelled blood. The vendors knew that at this specific time, the serfs must have shiny coins in their pockets.

In fact, the serfs also wanted to buy some things, such as candles made of animal fat. One serf bought several candles at once, such as cloth for clothing. Bono calculated how many people in the family wanted to buy. How much cloth is enough to clothe his five children? For example, farm tools and daily necessities made by dwarves began to enter the homes of serfs.

As for the high-end goods sold by the wood elves and the luxury goods attacked from Tyrell, the Empire, and even the high elves, the serfs were really shocked.

A box of a high-elf food called chocolate actually costs twenty gold crowns! And the coffee imported from Tilea costs more than sixty gold crowns per pound!

The serfs who inquired about the price were so frightened that their hearts almost dropped out of their chests. They did not even dare to look back or even look at those things again, for fear that they would have to pay for it.

Raymond just laughed along the way and didn't say much.

After the serfs ran to a place they thought was safe, they soon realized that they still had a lot of money left in their pockets. They gathered together, found a simple bar, ordered some barbecue, and each of them picked up a wine glass. , started to drink.

The bar began to fill with an atmosphere of joy, and the serfs who came to the city to sell grain all had smiles on their faces.

"It's great to have success this year. I still have a lot left over after paying taxes!"

"Each year has been getting better and better since the count came!"

"I heard that your family doesn't eat black bread anymore?"

"It's good to have a full stomach."

“I really hope I can eat meat more often next year.”

"It's strange to say that since our Earl arrived here, there has been no disaster here. The beastmen in the forest seem to have disappeared."

"It's not like they disappeared. My grandfather's cousin's cousin's niece's husband's brother is from the Chalon Forest Patrol Camp. I heard from him that there are still beastmen in the forest, but we have fought them back every time. .”

"Oh, that's it."

Everyone was chatting away, and soon everyone turned their attention to an important topic. Bono thought for a while, and he suddenly signaled everyone to quiet down.

"Everyone, do you think serfs like us, who are not hungry, have food stored up, and occasionally have meat to eat... are they considered serfs?"

"Bono, what nonsense are you talking about! We are all serfs and have been serfs all our lives. We can live like this now because of the mercy of our Earl. If you ask me, whoever opposes our Earl, I will be the first Blow his head off!"

"Yes! Blow his head off!!!"

There was a sound in the tavern, and all the serfs said loudly. Many serfs looked at Bono and their eyes gradually turned red. Some serfs immediately cursed: "Bono, you son of a bitch, do you want to rebel? What?"

"Kill him! Beat him!" Some serfs shouted loudly.

"No, no! I mean, I...I want to be a free citizen!" Facing the attacks of several serfs, Bono quickly spoke his thoughts out loud.

The atmosphere in the tavern changed slightly.

How can it be so easy to become a free citizen? The only way to be promoted to a freeman is to join the army, achieve military exploits, and be promoted by the earl before you can become a freeman.

"When can we fight?" A serf quietly expressed his desire, and his question received a response from everyone.

The serfs were very eager for war. They were even more eager for war than the knights and nobles. This was the only way to change their destiny.

I want to become a free citizen! Want to change your destiny! Even... I want to become a knight!

At this time, there was a burst of noise and cheers outside.

"It's the Ugor Circus!"

"Go out and take a look!"

The serfs came to the door of the tavern, and sure enough, a grand circus was passing through the town. Some Ugor people wearing the costumes of the northern Kislev Kingdom were performing acrobatics, eating fire, and juggling along the streets. Wherever they passed, There were bursts of cheers.

What was even more refreshing to the serfs was the large bears at the back of the circus. Following the music played by the circus leader, these bears were standing on their feet and dancing to the music.

The most eye-catching thing is a golden retriever puppy bear. It is wearing a top, clapping its hands to the beat and shaking its head. It is very cute.

However, this made Ryan, who was watching the show in the distance, change his expression slightly. Sitting on the pavilion, Ryan immediately said to Katzenberg, who was standing behind him: "Let Captain Ivan go change the clothes of the golden retriever puppy Bear immediately." Come on, change the color."

"yes!"

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