Outside Broken Snow City, a bloody massacre was taking place.
Hundreds of farmers wore masks and held flamethrowers (to be precise, they can only be regarded as water guns now), spraying a poison called dichlorvos on the crops. Wherever they passed, corpses were strewn across the fields, and it was a tragic scene.
The tooth sandworm is the incarnation of evil, but as a bug without any resistance to pesticides, it is really vulnerable to dichlorvos. The farmers only sprayed the crops once, and almost no bug could escape this catastrophe.
Seeing the corpses of insects everywhere in the field, Old Yaman was immediately dumbfounded. He admired the lord's amazing wisdom, but he was also worried about his own crops.
"Our wheat is contaminated with poison. Can it still be ground into flour? Can it still be eaten?"
"Why should we worry about this?" said the third son Shaman, "This is the Lord's order. These grains will also be taken away by the Lord. He will not harm us."
What the children said made sense, but Old Yaman was still a little worried: "The Lord is too anxious. These bugs will come out again. Then we will have to go to the fields to catch bugs."
"Don't worry about it," said the eldest son Kurten. "The Lord has said that if there are bugs again, spray poison again. If there are ten thousand bugs, kill ten thousand, and if there are one million, kill one million!"
Shaman said cautiously: "There isn't much to do in the fields anyway, so let's go study."
"Shut your stinky mouth!" Old Yaman said angrily, "The things in the fields will never be finished. My family needs diligent men and useless scholars. We will never need them!"
"I don't agree with your point of view. Reading is still necessary, and your children have the right to read."
The lord's voice reached his ears, and old Yaman almost fell off his chair in fright.
Reggie walked into old Yaman's house and smiled: "Forgive me for coming uninvited. I brought you a letter of appointment. Mr. Yaman, I appreciate your agricultural knowledge. Suixue City also needs it."
With such knowledge, I would like to hire you as an agricultural consultant to help the agricultural officers manage farming together."
The house was quiet for more than two minutes, and Kurten suddenly shouted: "Look! This is the lord!"
"God, it's the lord!"
"It's the one with green hair, it's him, it's really him!"
"He came to our house! He broke into our house!"
"Father, what should we do? Should we hide the valuable things?"
Reggie looked at the family in confusion and tried his best to explain: "Calm down, I'm not here to rob."
No one listened to him. Old Yaman and his family were all shouting hysterically. The agricultural officer whispered: "I told you not to come. Just leave this kind of thing to me."
"I mean no harm."
"They don't think you have any malicious intentions, but the lord suddenly appeared at the door. If it were you, I would go crazy!"
Modesa looked at the situation around him and took Reggie back to the carriage. Reggie was very dissatisfied with this: "I still have things to do!"
"Stop messing around, their neighbors are here, and it may be dangerous if this continues."
Reggie was forced to leave Lao Yaman's home, and he also understood a truth: from now on, he should not disturb the lives of civilians casually.
After the family calmed down, the agricultural officer formally read out the lord's order.
"Mr. Yaman, you have been appointed by the lord as agricultural advisor. Do you accept this position?"
"I, of course, how can I, I, can't, I, should..." Old Yaman hesitated for a long time, and finally made it clear what he meant, "I am willing to accept the Lord's order, but I still have two
There are more than ten fields that need to be taken care of."
"The lord has hired several workers for you, and they will help you with things on the fields. In addition, you can also get forty silver coins every month, which is a lot of money."
"I, I am willing," Old Yaman had no reason to refuse. His body was trembling out of excitement, "I, what should I do?"
“Teach your knowledge to others and record it as you do so.”
"It's possible to teach, but I can't record it. I can't read..." Old Yaman blushed.
"Look, you need a scholar now!" the agricultural officer smiled, "I sent you a scholar. This young man's name is Ledesang. From today on, he will serve you as your secretary.
"
"Wha, what is a secretary?"
"He is the person who writes specifically for you." The agricultural officer led the young man to Old Yaman. "From today on, he will accept your dispatch."
"This, this is really great..." Old Yaman didn't know how to express his feelings. At that moment, he felt that his life had turned golden.
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Nipoli brought the merchant ship to Shazhou City, and the situation was even worse than before. The emir refused to sell grain to him, and the entire White Tower Kingdom no longer sold food to the outside world. This insect plague caused an unprecedented situation in the White Tower Kingdom.
crisis.
"My friend, you can buy anything you want, iron ore, coal, saltpeter, parchment. I also have a lot of slaves and beautiful girls, but you can't buy food, not even a grain of wheat."
"I didn't expect that this damn bug would make the powerful White Tower Country become so embarrassed."
Nipoli put on thick gloves and took out an earthen jar from his backpack. There was a sandworm in the earthen jar.
"For God's sake, take this damn thing away!" Emil almost overturned the table, "I don't want to see this thing in my nightmares!"
"Don't be so nervous," Nipoli took out a small glass bottle. He pressed the cork on it, and a white mist sprayed on the insect, and the sandworm died quickly.
"Did you see it? It's dead. This insect is not that scary."
"You used poison, right?" Emil smiled bitterly, "Your poison is quite powerful. One insect is not terrible, but there are millions of them. Now the farmland is full of such insects. You
How useful can a vial of poison be?"
"If there are millions, kill millions!" Nipoli asked someone to bring a wooden barrel. "The poison in this barrel is enough to kill ten thousand of these bugs. I brought a full four hundred
Bucket of poison, I can bring more if you want."
"You want me to spread poison on the farmland," Emil frowned, "but in this case..."
"These poisons will slowly dry out, and they will no longer be toxic after drying. When the crops mature, your food will definitely not be poisonous."
Emil looked at Nipoli with suspicion: "You're lying to me, there can't be such a good thing in the world."
"No one dares to deceive the governor of Shazhou City, and no one dares to deceive the powerful Baita Kingdom. The harvested grain can be sold directly to Suixue City. We can buy as much as we can. Isn't this sincerity enough?"
Emil was tempted, he rubbed his palms and whispered: "How much do you plan to sell such poison?"
"Thirty copper coins a barrel."
"Thirty copper coins?" Emil was stunned. He originally thought that Nipoli would ask for a high price. The price in his mind was one gold coin per barrel. If two gold coins could buy three barrels, it would be a huge deal for him.
Lucky.
"What's the difference between this and giving it away for free?"
"It's a free gift, my lord!" Nipoli said, "The thirty copper coins are the cost of the barrel and transportation. This is a gift from our Lord."
"Such an expensive gift? This can't be true." Emil still couldn't believe his ears.
"What if this is true?" Nipoli stared closely into Emil's eyes.
"If this is true, you and your lord will become Shazhou City's most precious friends."