Vol 3 Chapter 4: survey

"Crap! If you farm, I can keep a family who is not hungry for a year. It’s not bad. There is no copper coin left. But if you take the time to farm, do some other work, don’t say anything, just Find a business association in the city to do something. You can get at least ten gold coins every month. You can get more than one hundred gold coins a year! Even if you buy all the food for one year, you can still have at least fifty. Gold coins can go buy something else. You said why don't I go to farm?"
Sakozy rolled his eyelids and looked disdainfully at the opposite of the city government office, who claimed to be from the city government office to investigate. The thought was that the officer who followed the idiot city owner must be an idiot.
Such obvious facts still need to run specifically to ask?
This is the most basic arithmetic problem. Even the old peasant who has never attended the book and is 60 years old this year can easily calculate it. He is wearing a uniform that looks very expensive. I don't understand, is this the official of the city's main government, like their idiots, have nothing in their heads except for the straw?
Seeing the disdain on the opposite face of the old farmer, the Moya affairs officer was extremely unhappy.
If it was other time, he would not bother to talk to the old peasant who was born low-key, his hands were yellow, and the old man was full. If it wasn’t for the special instructions of the lord, how could he run to the remote village of Moxilan? What do investigations in dirty, backward places?
Thinking of the seriousness of the great master of the city before leaving, Moya reluctantly suppressed the unhappiness in her heart and tried to maintain a friendly smile. Continue to ask Sarkozy: "But as long as there is farmland. At the very least, you can guarantee that your family will not be hungry. However, if you go to work in the Chamber of Commerce, although it may be more expensive in one month and two months, maybe it will happen. Losing this job and letting you lose these incomes isn't it?"
Moya didn't ask this question. When asked about this question, Sacchi suddenly glanced at him and violently slammed the steel shovel in his hand to the ground, and a "clam" sounded, pointing to Moya. The nose opens directly.
"You are still very embarrassed to ask this question? If it is not for the city government to do any shit-suppression policy, the Sandil Chamber of Commerce will not move away from Bangta City, my son will not lose him in Sandy. The Chamber of Commerce is working! You know that his monthly salary at the Sandil Chamber of Commerce is close to twenty gold coins! Because of you, he has not only lost the job, but he can't find another job in the city. This is all yours!"
For the sudden outbreak of Sacchi, Moya was not expected. After a while, he reached for his face and felt his face sprayed with several spit stars by the old farmer. Suddenly, his heart was disgusting.
It’s hard to suppress the idea of ​​turning around and leaving. Moya took a deep breath and tried to calmly say: "This is the decision of the Sandy Chamber of Commerce. Can't you blame us on the head of the city?"
"Fart! If it wasn't for your city's main government to force the new flying business club away, how could the Sandil Chamber of Commerce go? The Sandil Chamber of Commerce did not leave, how could my son lose his job? And you guys made this The commercial agriculture policy has forced the Chamber of Commerce in Bangta City to be forced away. Now that the work in Bangta City is several times less than before! It’s just that I blame you, you ask other people in Bangta City, Then ask those who have come from other cities to come to our Bangta City to find a job. Which one of them does not want to marry you?
Sakchi asked with wide eyes and no guzzling geology.
Moya continued to step back a few steps before he escaped the sputum spit from Sakozy's mouth and quickly retorted: "The urban master's policy of launching this business is to make you a good farmer. You guys are good, you guys. Why is it that I don’t understand the hard work of the urban master?"
"Good to us? Good fart!" Sakchi sneered out loudly: "To us is to let us lose the good work that can make big money? Let us run back and forth to plant that farmland? Let us only In order to ensure that you are not hungry, you are tired and tired. Is this good for us ordinary farmers? Don’t understand anything when I don’t know anything! People’s Kalmar City’s newspapers have said that the urban master is just for his achievements. it is good!"
Moya’s face changed slightly. He didn’t think that the ordinary old farmer in the village of Moxilan would actually know what was said in the newspaper of Kalma City, which is dozens of kilometers away, and he could understand the
political achievements
. The meaning of the word.
After thinking about it, Moya continued to argue: "Is it not for you to increase the grain output of Bangta City? Have you forgotten that you were still hungry in the past few years?"
"Short! In the past few years, it was a good hungry stomach, but when were the people in Bangta City hungry in the past two years?" Sakchi retorted unceremoniously: "Go back and tell the landlord, the farmland of our Bangta City." It has long been completed by the Lord Satsuma in the past two years. Even if we all rushed back to the fields, there will be not much food, let him die this heart!"
Hearing that Sacchi could say so straightforwardly that the biggest problem that the city owner is now worried about, Moya finally understood that the old peasant who seemed ordinary in front of him was actually much more aware than he had imagined.
This is much stronger than the peasants he met in other cities in the Kingdom of Lampari.
Although for his investigation task, it is easier to get the answers needed from a person with some insights, but from Moya's personal point of view, he still prefers to face those ignorant peasants.
Obviously the urban master thinks so too.
If these ordinary farmers in Bangta City are as ignorant as the ordinary farmers in other cities in the Kingdom of Lampari, then the urban masters do not need headaches to convince these farmers to return to the farmland, in order to improve Bonta. The city's food production efforts.
I thought so, for the sake of the lord of the city, Moya still had to resist the anger and intolerance, and said to Sakchi: "The planning of the urban master is very long-term, you may not understand now, but you must believe The master of the city, he is indeed for the ordinary farmers of you. As long as you listen to the arrangements of the masters of the city, I dare say that you will not be hungry in the next two years, even if you don’t have to worry about the hungry stomach in the future. It is to claim to support the new Feishang Chamber of Commerce, and this new Feishang Chamber can't change the grain to eat for you."
"Get it." Sakchi made a sneer. "You look down on the new Feishang Chamber of Commerce? Is there a skill that you let the lords of the city order the Bangta City and then do not allow the use of the new Flying Chamber of Commerce to produce things? Do you have to use the farmland magic machinery of the New Flying Chamber of Commerce when you have the ability to farm?

Moyton’s words are stuffed.
Whether he is a master of the city, even if he hates this new flying chamber of commerce, he has to admit that if he loses the support of the farmland magic machinery produced by the new Feishang Association, let’s not let the food production of Bangta City hit a new high. It is simply impossible to solve the problem of resolving so many farmland in Bangta City.
Seeing Moya can't speak, Sakchi sneered aloud: "The fart doesn't understand, and I ran to ask this, it was a waste of time. OK, I rushed to the Koror Village for a meeting, no time. I’m here with you, goodbye.

After all, Sacchi will squat on his shoulders and squat on his shoulders.
Moya stared blankly at Sacchi's back and left, thinking for a long time, and did not figure out how to leave this fairly knowledgeable old farmer to continue to ask.
After staying for a while, Moya turned to look at the other farmers in the village of Moxilan who were watching the conversation between the two people. They wanted to continue the investigation. Who knows that the farmers saw his eyes and immediately revealed a look of hiding from the gods. In a moment, the birds and beasts are scattered, leaving only Moya alone standing in the middle of the road.
Moya looked at the village of Moxilan not far from the front, and smiled a bit, thinking that although only 16 peasants were investigated until now, the tone of the sixteen peasants was surprisingly consistent, both to the urban master. The strong opposition expressed by the implementation of the policy of suppressing agriculture and promoting agriculture.
According to this result, the investigation has almost lost its meaning of continuing, because the results are already very clear.
But Moya is also very clear. If the results of this investigation are taken back to the adults of the city, it is bound to be a storm.
If it is normal, the urban master will not care about the views and opinions of ordinary farmers.
But at this time, the first goal of the urban master is to further improve the grain output of Bangta City, so as to prove that the policy is correct in the direction, and it also proves that the views of the aristocrats represented by the urban master are also correct. .
With the help of the farmland magic machinery produced by the Xinfei Chamber of Commerce, the former city owner Satsuma has carried out a great renovation and renovation of the farmland of Bangta City in the first two years, and almost all the potential of the Bangta City farmland has been excavated.
The current city owner, Earl Stark, wants to further increase food production on this basis, and must be supported by the farmers who have been farming for many years.
Especially the old peasants, such as Sakchi, who are older and have rich experience in farming, are now more precious in the eyes of the urban masters.
So even if Moya was no longer unhappy, she did not show up to Sacchi, but tried to convince Sarkozy.
However, Sacchi is as stinky and hard as a stone in a toilet. He does not give Mo Yan a chance.

Don't you go back?
Moya smiled and thought for a while, and suddenly saw three peasants on the road ahead that were close to the costumes of Sarkozy.
His eyes swept across the face of the peasant in the middle, and Moya suddenly greeted him and hurried up. (To be continued.)