"Did you understand?"

Earth, chess and card room.

Li Jingjing turned her head and looked at her companion again.

"Tsk tsk, it's pitiful..." Still staring at the mother and son sitting by the ridge in the video, Ye Yi shook his head pity: "Even if there are the benefits of honeycomb popularization, I want to give my mother a rest after working, I have to make careful calculations..."

"It seems you didn't understand." Li Yanjing shook her head and dragged the progress bar again.

In the afternoon, Wu Qingchen appeared on the opposite path again.

It was the time when the villagers were busy in the fields. The deserted path was actually a father and son, carrying farm tools, heading towards their own direction in advance.

Waiting by the side of the road, taking off his hood, bowing to Wu Qingchen to greet him.

Waiting for Wu Qingchen to take several steps, the father and son began to move quickly again.

"Hurry up!"

The two of them were striding fast, and the speed was approaching trotting, but their father was still not satisfied: "Hurry up, it's not far away!"

"Father...huh...father..." The son gasped and replied: "It's really...I can't walk anymore..."

"You...tsk!" Turning back, looking at the fine sweat beads on my son's forehead and the red cheeks, the father slowed down helplessly, and he stomped his feet hatefully: "Where is the strength that you have specially asked you to eat in the field?"

"It's all my fault..." The son lowered his head in shame, "I... my legs tremble..."

"Forget it... Alas..." My father sighed deeply: "At most, let's come out in a few more evenings."

"I...I'm sorry, father..." My son's head hung lowered.

"Forget it, you can't blame you all." The father patted his son on the shoulder, "Our family's land is indeed too far from the wooden house... But in this way, by the time Mr. Los gave him gifts, the honeycomb and wooden barrels would make the buckwheat grow more wheat..."

"Father..." After a few breaths, the son recovered a little: "I remember that when summer is about to end every year and autumn is just beginning, wouldn't the work of work be slightly less? By that time, if we repair the wooden house, we shouldn't have too much time and wasted wheat, right?"

"I know when you were talking about..." My father nodded slowly first, then shook his head to deny: "You are still young, and I only remember that at that time, there would be less work in the field... But you don't know that by that time, if you are not lucky, it may already be very cold! I remember that when I was still very young, it was during that time that there was strong wind everywhere, and it was still good during the day. At night, the whole family surrounded the fire pit and burned firewood, and still shivered with cold. After several days, it suddenly became warm again..."

"It took several days..." Thinking about the scene described by the father, the son shivered.

"It's so cold that we're shaking in autumn! We're fine..." The father pointed to himself and his son, and then said: "Your brother can only climb on the bed now... What should I do if I encounter such weather? Besides... our wooden house has been repaired for too long and too long. When it rains, water is everywhere. Every time the food is prepared, it smokes everywhere. The wind is a little bit louder, and it creaked everywhere and is so scary... Two years ago, old Pedro always said that he was too busy and was only seeing beans and wheat in the field. He was unwilling to spend time to repair the wooden house. As a result, the whole family..."

"Poor Pedro." The father's words evoked the son's gray memories. He stroked his shoulders with both hands, his face very sad.

"Poor Pedro." His father's hands also stroked his shoulders.

When doing this, both father and son looked much more pious than before.

After walking dozens of steps silently, the father said again: "Since the master is favored by us, we have been lucky enough to live for so many years. And next, as long as we wait until Master Los gives honeycombs and wooden barrels, even if we have spared a few more evenings to restore the wooden house, we can still harvest more wheat from the field..."

"Children, since we are so lucky, we must not be greedy anymore... You know, people like us will never be able to be tired and dominate us forever!"

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"Did you understand?"

Earth, chess and card room.

Li Jingjing turned her head again and looked at her companion.

"Pity..." Ye Yi shook his head pity with compassion, "Even with the benefits of honeycomb popularization, if you want to live well, there are still so many things to do... And even if you finish it, autumn and winter days are still difficult..."

"It seems you didn't understand." Li Yanjing shook her head again, opened the third video, and began to drag the progress bar.

"What the hell do you want to say?"

He was despised for several consecutive times. Even though he had to hold Li Yanjing's thigh to escape the entertainment of the team leader, Ye Yi couldn't help asking questions.

"Well..."

Hearing this question, Li Jingjing finally stopped playing videos.

Next, Li Yanjing pressed the keyboard a few times to ask "the family who planned to let the ox rest", "the son understood the mother who had overworked," "the father and son rushed back to maintain the wooden house", and several other abnormal situations found by Li Yanjing were arranged in the center of the display.

"After looking at it for so long, you've seen it poor?" Li Yanjing asked, pointing to the screen.

"Uh..." Ye Yi looked again, but didn't see any tricks: "Isn't it? What am I wrong?"

"Of course, these people are really pitiful..." Li Yanjing shook her head and continued: "But you didn't see the key point: In addition to being pitiful, the labor efficiency and enthusiasm of these people have been much lower than before!"

"Is that true?" Ye Yi disagreed and shook his head mercilessly: "Maybe, but they can't do anything..."

"Yes, they can't do it!"

Pointing at the clip arranged in the display screen, Li Yanjing said heavily: "But you have to think about it, this is just the opposite section here. Just when Wu Qingchen passed by, he appeared on the giant screen of the sky for a little while, and there were already 1, 2, 3...8 times like this... Well, plus those people who did not appear on time in the morning, there are at least 15 cases..."

"15 cases! Compared with those who continued to maintain labor efficiency in the past, this accounted for almost one-third of the rate! In addition, there is a more serious point: from the effect of the barrel to the beginning of slackness, to the current position, it has only been two days in the Middle Ages! It has only been two days! Such a large-scale labor enthusiasm has been reduced. In a few days, when the effect of honeycomb popularization is fully reflected, it will be amazing!? This is a very dangerous signal!"

"Danger?"

"Do you remember what I said?" Li Yanjing said with a serious expression: "According to the plan of the "Milling Strategy", with these additional grains, coupled with the strategy of winning people's hearts, Wu Qingchen's safety and the fate of 7 billion earthlings can be completely controlled by the earthlings themselves..."

"Of course I remember!" Ye Yi focused heavily.

"But the premise of all this is based on food, sufficient food, and the more food, the better the food. The more food, the greater the confidence in success. On the contrary..." Li Yanjing shook her head with a wry smile, and continued worriedly: "The less food, the lower the success rate will of course be..."

"What? Is there any other statement?"

"It's true!" Li Yanjing nodded without hesitation: "In other words, these poor people are digging into our safety foundation!"

Hearing this, Ye Yi couldn't stand beside Li Yanjing.

Looking at the display screen again, looking at these neatly arranged medieval world tragedies, Ye Yi's face, which was originally full of pity, instantly became very complicated.

"What? Are you still pitying them?"

Li Yanjing stretched out his finger and slowly swiped across the screen: "Well, my father hid the ox in the snow, taking into account the overall situation; his son felt sorry for his mother and forced a rest; he rushed to the road and repaired the wooden house before the cold wave... Yes, they were all pitiful, and they were all helpless, for one reason or another... But..."

Li Yanjing pointed his finger at Ye Yi: "People in the medieval world, in such a harsh environment, can feel sorry for their relatives so much... What about you? Where are your relatives? Parents, children, relatives, and friends, which one is not worthy of more care?"

"If, now you have pity on them..."

Li Yanjing continued: "When half a year has passed, when the Mill Strategy encounters obstacles, when Wu Qingchen encounters trouble because of this, think about it, who will pity you?"

"Who will pity us?"
Chapter completed!