With such actions and consequences, the Earth Training Team and the equestrian coaching team composed of hundreds of people repeatedly warned, how could Wu Qingchen dare to adopt them?

Besides, the hammer swings the battle with life and death, sprints to the enemy, facing the rain of hard anal arrows...

Any member of the Earth team, as long as he dares to plan to face Wu Qingchen with such a terrible, dangerous and extreme situation, would probably have to stand in the dock for crimes against humanity the next day!

It can be imagined that under such a guiding ideology, Wu Qingchen's posture of riding a horse must have nothing to do with "braveness".

Fortunately, Pastor Praia and Andrei are both young birds who have not experienced real battles. If the members of the church who are watching are replaced by the long-standing deacon Talma or Pastor Lohalin, it is possible to see:

Wu Qingchen's current posture is lightly clamped in the calf, which is to facilitate the direction of the horse running at any time. He is to lower his thighs to stimulate the horse's fastest speed, raise his neck, and also to give full play to the protective effect of the helmet on the back of the head...

The same is true for other postures. The highest and ultimate goals are all to improve the speed of escape while riding a horse and to ensure safety when escaping.

In a word: Wu Qingchen/Laus, the skills that are currently working hard to exercise are the essence of the high-end escape technology on the earth!

Do everything possible to allow Wu Qingchen to escape on a war horse when facing harsh environments.

"Okay..."

Frowning, pinched his nose, and when Wu Qingchen rode his "long ears" a few times and looked at the sundial, Pastor Praia said, "Let's come here today...you clean up...well, after all, Loss, don't leave, there's something to ask you."

"OK……"

Wu Qingchen jumped off the horse, tied the foal together with Andrei, and cleaned up the scattered straw men on the ground.

"Come……"

A little while later, Pastor Praia appeared again at the church door: "Come here, Los."

"OK."

Throwing the closed wheat poles and branches out of the church courtyard, Wu Qingchen walked to Pastor Praia.

"Lose, look at this..."

Pastor Praia handed a parchment to Wu Qingchen: "Do you know what this is?"

Of course I know!

Wu Qingchen could see at a glance that this was the village-wide collection plan for the honeycomb tax in Akerli Village.

"Marin...Vel...Peter..." Wu Qingchen shook his head: "Uh...what is this?"

"Honey cell tax!" I don't know when I got to the side, but little Andre shouted: "After the autumn harvest, every company should pay a cellular tax!"

"Yes..." After looking at the little Andre, Pastor Praia nodded in praise, then faced Wu Qingchen and asked: "Lose... tell me, who have you agreed to this honeycomb?"

"Zhuangtou, clerk, Aipil and their relatives..."

"These are necessary, I've considered it." Pastor Praia said: "Where are other people?"

"Richard, Hort, Freeman..." Wu Qingchen read out the names of several old neighbors.

"It's true that these are…" Pastor Praia drew a few simple symbols with dyes: "Is there any?"

Wu Qingchen said a few more names.

"Hmm..." After drawing a few more symbols, Pastor Praia asked again: "Is there any?"

"No more..." Wu Qingchen shook his head.

"Okay, not a lot... there should be no problem..." As he said, Pastor Praia closed the parchment.

"teacher."

When Pastor Praia was about to turn around, Wu Qingchen said: "It seems that this is really a place to pay cellular tax on Akeli's village?"

"Um..." Pastor Praia nodded slowly, "Yes."

A few days ago, after all the lords were arranged in the lord's commons, the remaining honeycombs were left to meet the police officers, the head of the village, the clerk, Wu Qingchen, and the families of the vassals of the village management.

Pastor Praia doesn't take this little extra income seriously, and can just treat it as a favor.

Now, through manual intervention in bee clustering, the radiation range of the numerous honeycombs in the lord commons and the free private place of internally moved honeycombs can almost make the entire Akeli village shrouded in the halo of honeycomb production. Such a considerable double-buckwheat yield is no longer a category that Pastor Praia can decide by himself.

"Don't worry..."

Before Pastor Praia could speak, little Andre had already spoken quickly: "Brother Los, the church will definitely take special care of the people you just said..."

"No...I don't mean that..."

Wu Qingchen shook his head and frowned and asked, "I mean, why do you have to increase taxes?"
Chapter completed!