"Is the parish? Of course!" The Baron Master curled his lips: "How can you not tell the church about such an important matter?"

"Playa must do this." The supervisor replied.

"Must do this?" Looking at the parchment in his hand, the Baron sneered: "Including two or three days earlier than here?"

"You have already said..." the manager replied: "Whether buckwheat has more seeds, it will not affect your harvest."

"Maybe, no matter what..." The Baron Master shook his head: "That sentence is too true: one more person in the church, one less person in the family!"

"It can help the family in the church." The supervisor shook his head and pointed to the parchment in the baron's hand: "Although it's a little late, at least you know."

"Yes, I know." said the Baron Master: "But, the time difference is so long, the church must have taken action in the village of Akerri must have taken action."

"You have thirteen villages." The general manager replied: "If it is the same as the letter says...the buckwheat in every village can be doubled."

"Because of this, the church cannot just reach out and get an extra tithe..." The Baron Master stood up: "Forget it in Ekerry's village, John's cousin has done a lot of things, and it is worth gaining more... But the remaining twelve villages and five villages also have damn churches..."

"You have to think about it carefully and remind the church's vampires not to be too greedy..." As he said that, the Baron Master spread out the parchment again, "Huh... Los/More, this name..."

"Treat plowing ox." The general manager reminded in a timely manner.

"The idea of ​​moving honeycombs is proposed by Los/More...the method of moving honeycombs is found out by Los/More...the matter of moving honeycombs is presided over by Los/More!"

"Very good!" Seeing this, Baron Akford slapped the table hard: "Everything is Los/More is doing it! It's all Los/More, my leader is doing it!" As he said, Baron Akford recalled a little: "Los/More, this child... is a cowherd now?"

"Yes, half a month ago, you must appoint him as the cowherd in Akerri Village... It's useless for anyone to object." The manager nodded.

"That's because of the purpose of opposition, not really for the village of Akerley." Baron Akford turned his head: "I remember, you didn't."

The manager smiled and did not answer.

"It seems that I'm going to give Los/More a new appointment..." Baron Akford walked back and forth: "What's the name... honeycomb... honeycomb... honeycomb... honeycomb...

"Beekeeper..." After waiting for about half a minute, the manager spoke: "What's this title?"

"Okay!" Baron exclaimed: "Very good! Los/More, beekeeper in Akerri Village! The lord's beekeeper found a honeycomb, the lord's beekeeper came up with a solution, the lord's beekeeper moved the honeycomb... The lord's beekeeper will double the seeds of the buckwheat! With this new title, I really want to know what reasons are there for churches in several other villages to charge extra tithes!"

"The parish priest is a wise man, and he will understand what you mean." The steward replied with a smile.

"Yes." The Baron Lord nodded: "The parish owns more land than me, and there are places where you can move honeycombs everywhere... I don't have to bother them too much about my small things."

"The priest should inform the other priests of Akford."

"I hope this is the case..." Baron Akford breathed a long sigh: "Next, we can discuss the issue of moving honeycombs in other villages..."

"Yes."

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Middle Ages, Akerry Village.

February 27, 0001.

Wu Qingchen entered the sixth day of the Middle Ages.

These days, Wu Qingchen is reluctant to go out.

As the news spread, the entire Akerry village almost knew that the free and civilians could also move honeycombs. At the same time, Pastor Playa and the manager of Everett had fully handed over to Wu Qingchen/Laus to consider the decision.

What will happen next can be imagined.

The desire to fill the stomach greatly stimulates the villagers' intelligence.

The villagers who could talk to Old William naturally found the cowherd's mansion directly.

The villagers who were familiar with Idra and Grace brothers suddenly realized that they were very interested in the architectural structure of the lord's livestock shed.

Even when Little Nina went out to collect firewood in the morning, there were several friends around her who were drooling while saying, "I can't hold this egg when I was too full in the morning."

As the main leader, Wu Qingchen encountered more harassment.

Villagers from a good family are also a little decent. They spend a considerable amount of food and buy a good wooden banquet. After eating and drinking enough water, they will calmly say: As long as you are willing to take care of it, you can just speak up the part that increases the yield after the buckwheat is doubled.

There are more villagers from ordinary families. My daughter, who is carrying grass, carrying wheat, carrying peas, and pushing red ears, but her eyes are radiating, putting them in front of Wu Qingchen: They are all specially selected good things. If you like them, whether it is grass, peas, or wheat seeds, I can get a few more portions immediately... By the way, I have one more daughter, too!

Even the villagers who had nothing were helpless. They led their skinny women and hungry children to feed. They were waiting on Wu Qingchen's must-pass road. When they saw Wu Qingchen's figure, they thumped and fell to the ground: I know you have a lot of things, and there are more people and places to consider... I dare not ask you to insert a honeycomb next to my house, but as long as my house takes up a little bit of light, from today on, our whole family will do whatever you want to do!

Selling miserable than poverty, wooden banquets, strong beauty...

Every time he goes out, Wu Qingchen has to be fully prepared and wait for the villagers who have seen the "simple" to emerge with endless tricks.

Ambiguous words, delay time, and try your best to comfort...

He responded to the enthusiasm of the villagers with his clumsy support. Every time Wu Qingchen roared in his heart:

Brothers and sisters, I really want to agree to you and I really want to help you...

But the problem is, now I can only guide you, persuade you, fool you, and tie you together, create a general trend, and do my best to obtain the authority to move honeycombs!

At home, on the road, livestock sheds, lord commons... Every location is a place where Wu Qingchen and the Tuiying army competed with wits and courage.

Even the church is no exception.

As the progress of moving honeycombs in the lord's commons was almost halfway, Pastor Praia was increasingly concerned about the results Wu Qingchen considered.

In the afternoon.

The village is northeast, up the stream and forest.

With the efforts of dozens of serfs under Andrei's charge, more and more honeycombs were erected in the lord's commons. As the work progressed, the forest closest to the commons, the serfs' search for honeycombs became increasingly deeper and deeper into the forest.

Two police officers accompanied and more than ten serfs worked. Wu Qingchen asked while walking to handle a fast route to move honeycombs at night.

"Los...Los! You are indeed here..."

While he was busy, a police officer ran into the forest panting and walked to Wu Qingchen. The police officer supported his knees with both hands and adjusted his breath slightly: "Mr....Pastor, and...The Master of the Inspector, and the Master of the Supervisor are looking for you."

He explained the remaining key points of opening up the road, leaving Antoine to continue to be responsible, and Wu Qingchen left the forest with the police officer.

When he approached the church, Wu Qingchen realized that the situation on this day was a little strange.

Outside the church courtyard, the starting point of the stone road, more than a dozen police officers surrounded the rough stone sculptures. Two cowherds, Dean and Elmore, stood in the church courtyard, taking care of several horses that spewed out a few slight breaths and were shining.

"He's here..." "Los is here..."

Wu Qingchen walked closer, and the police officers quickly made way out. The police officer who led the way stopped beside the sculpture: "The pastor and the supervisor are all inside."

"Okay, please trouble you."

Smiling at the surrounding police officers and cowherd helpers in the courtyard, Wu Qingchen walked towards the church gate.

At this time, I probably heard the sound outside and Little Andre appeared at the entrance of the church.

"Los! Well, it's not right...Brother Los! Brother Los, you're here! Come in quickly!"

"What?"

Hearing this title, Wu Qingchen paused suddenly, and the police officer and cowherd helper next to him were also shocked.

"Andre, what did you say?"

"Don't worry about this for now, come on!"

Regardless of Wu Qingchen's surprise, little Andre rushed over, grabbed Wu Qingchen's clothes, and ran into the church.

Two small figures entered the church at the same time.

Outside the church, more than a dozen police officers and two cowherds helped each other, looking at each other.

Qi Qi was silent for a few seconds, and everyone with wide eyes widened, and eagerly asked for verification from their companions around them.

"Did you hear it?"

"Did you hear it too?"

"I heard it!"

"Yes!"

"Mr. Andre, call me Brother Los!"

"God! What's wrong?"

Through the church, walking past the side door and following Little Andrei, Wu Qingchen walked to the door of a room made of stones on all sides.

This is the room where the farming officer, pastor, manager, Andre, and other village managers discuss the aftermath when the village ox was collectively injured.

This is also the room where the buckwheat was discovered to have doubled seeds, the pastor, manager, Andre, other village managers, and Wu Qingchen discussed the next move.

When he walked to the door with Andrei, Wu Qingchen saw that in the room, in addition to the people who attended the meeting when the buckwheat was doubled, there were three armed personnel wearing leather armor and daggers on their waists in the room.

The three men sat next to the pastor and the manager.

Walking into the stone chamber, Wu Qingchen took off his hood as soon as possible, lowered his head, and bent down deeply: "Master Playa, Ri'an...Master Everett, Ri'an."

"Well..." Everett nodded slightly, paused for a moment, and said softly: "Los, Ri'an."

"Well..." Playa nodded slightly, pointing to the two armed men sitting next to him: "These two are the deacons in Fishgard parish, Fort Collin...Mostin and Ramsgai."

Since he could have a seat next to Playa, Wu Qingchen was of course very sensible, and he bent down again.

"Master Mostin, Ri'an..."

“No, no…”
To be continued...