"Hey, old man. It's such a cold day. If you don't stay at home to keep warm, what are you doing?" In order to show his closeness to the people, Luther got off his horse, passed the guards, let the people get up first, and then asked an old man among the people.
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This old man has silver-white hair, cheeks like dead wood, and his body is full of traces of time.
He probably had never seen much of the world, and had never been treated so kindly by a nobleman. The old man was a little at a loss.
This is the case for this elderly man, let alone the others.
And this is also the situation of ordinary people in this era. Facing the superior aristocrats, all the people lack self-confidence.
The Pompeii Territory is relatively fine. There are more noble territories and more numb people.
Luther felt that this must change. The people of Pompeii must become confident. They must become strong, confident, optimistic, and unite around the flag of the Pompeii family.
Um.
"Did you bring any dry food?" Luther turned around and asked Xiu Xiuya.
"Yes." Xiu Xiuya was a little confused about the purpose of this young master Luther, but he was a man of few words, just like his father Magellan, who seemed to have been made by a mill.
In fact, this is the tutor of the Iron Horse clan, who works more and talks less.
This is an important reason why the Iron Horse clan has always been the confidant of the Pompeii family. So after Xiu Xiuya answered, he immediately took out a piece of wheat cake from the horse's back pocket.
Luther handed the wheat cake to the old man very kindly, and then said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, old man. I just wanted to say hello and ask by the way."
After a pause, Luther introduced himself with a smile: "My name is Luther, Pompeii, and I am the eldest son of Thor, the golden lion."
The old man and his companions were not too surprised when Luther revealed his identity, because the noble masters and young masters of Pompeii were all named Pompeii.
But this one was just promoted to junior knight, the next generation head of the Pompeii family, Master Luther.
A flash of realization flashed in the hearts of the people.
The reputation of the Pompeii family in Pompeii territory was still very high, and coupled with Luther's attitude, the embarrassment between the two parties finally eased a lot.
In addition, after living for such a long time, the old man still had some knowledge. The old man thanked Master Luther and hid the wheat cake in his inner pocket.
It is very difficult to have a bite to eat in this season, and the old man's family is not rich, so he plans to take it back to his grandson.
"Back to Master Luther, we are the residents of the Sixth Village. Because there is not enough salt in the village, and spring is coming soon, some farm tools are abandoned, so we plan to go to the blacksmith shop and grocery store near the castle to buy salt and farm tools.
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The old man's voice was a little stumbling at first, and he was still confused about Master Luther's identity, but it soon became smoother.
"So that's it." Luther looked astonished. Salt was a necessity, and it was a monopoly business of the Pompeii family. Farm tools also represented the future.
No wonder these villagers are still on their way in this deep winter.
"God of Harvest, I hope next year will be a good harvest year." Luther gave his blessing first, and then said to the old man: "The weather is so cold, I won't delay the old man, go and come back soon."
"Thank you, Master Luther." The old man thanked him quickly and left quickly with a group of villagers.
It was as if he was running away. He was really in contact with the noble master, and his heart was beating fast.
Um.
But this Young Master Luther is really kind. Although Lord Golden Lion Sol is not a tyrannical lord, compared to Young Master Luther, Young Master Luther is kinder.
The Pompeii family is so nice, hey.
The old man thought in his mind.
Every drop of water becomes a river, and every drop of kindness will sooner or later become a towering reputation. Luther simply expressed his people-friendly attitude and planted the seeds, and the harvest will definitely be great in the future.
Luther glanced at the backs of the villagers from the Sixth Village as they left, smiled slightly, then got on his horse again and continued to patrol his territory.
But as he continued to move forward, Luther's brows frowned slightly.
The road is not easy to walk.
The road near the castle is very flat. It must have been repaired by the Pompeii family to maintain the dignity of the nobility. But it is only a section of the road. The further away from the castle, the harder it is to walk.
There are many potholes. The heavy snow that fell a few days ago has melted.