Pullman's home is in Brownwood Village, which is close to the forest of the Tisilan Mountains. It is so remote that it is unlikely to be recorded on the kingdom's map.
The only specialty in the village is the gooseberry that originates from the forest. The bright red grape-like gooseberry is a rare berry with a sour taste. Some nobles like to eat it, so every year businessmen come to the village to buy it. This is one of the most common berries in the village.
The biggest income of the year.
It happened when the businessman came to buy it this year.
The most important thing about fruits is freshness. Mr. Mok will come to Brownwood Village a week or two in advance to stay at this time every year, and sell the gooseberries produced in the village this year in several batches to nearby cities. This kind of fruit sells very well.
, popular, in order to show their status, the rich people in the city often purchase some hospitality to show their superiority and wealth.
Moreover, it is not expensive to buy. If you give these silly villagers a basket of silver coins, they will be very happy. After they are transported to the city, washed, and placed on a white plate, they can be sold for 60 silver coins in a basket.
It can be said to be huge profits.
These dusty country bumpkins would never have the chance to enter the high-end shops in the aristocratic district of the city, and naturally they would not know the price at which these fruits would be sold. Mr. Mok has been doing this business for many years.
On the way, I happened to meet Pullman's sister Ashley.
Ashley is 14 years old and has just returned from taking a bath at the river. Her youthful and beautiful face immediately caught Mr. Mock's attention.
Pullman's sister was attracted by the businessman Lord Mock, and then told his parents that he could take her sister to the city to work as a maid for the noble Lord.
Being a servant for a nobleman is a much happier life than that of ordinary villagers. It is stable and will not starve to death. In this dangerous world, it is a career that many civilians aspire to.
So Pullman's parents happily agreed, so Mock also gave Pullman's parents a sum of money, and Pullman was also very happy.
After all, his sister had a good job, and he vaguely felt that if he had this money, he could discuss his marriage to Joanna.
But what he didn't expect was that since then, he hadn't been able to see his sister, who was a little thin, but well-behaved and obedient.
After his sister left, two months later, he went into Trin City to find out the address of the noble family. He wanted to see his sister, but was stopped by the guards.
He was just a commoner boy, so naturally he couldn't enter the noble's courtyard, so he stayed on the opposite side and asked the servants coming in and out about his sister.
But the strange thing was that no one knew his sister. Finally, he felt something was wrong, so he sneaked in under the cover of night one day. Because he was not familiar with the terrain, he was quickly caught by the guards.
In the Kingdom of West Wind, the lives of civilians are not valuable. Moreover, he broke into the mansion privately and was quickly tortured. Fortunately, he was indeed a young man from a nearby village. Many people recognized him and finally gave him a stern warning.
After a while, he was finally released.
But he still didn't give up. He knelt on the ground with his scarred knees and kept begging the guards to let him see his sister.
Finally, a young guard couldn't stand it any longer. As he was leaving, he whispered in his ear that you could go look for him in the barren hills south of the city.
When he staggered to the barren mountain, what appeared in front of him were small mounds of soil with white bones exposed.
This is a mass grave.
A bad premonition appeared in his mind. He searched around and finally found only a body of a similar shape.
But from the torn clothes, he could still identify that she was his sister.
Yes, the aristocratic master wanted a maid, but it was not the kind of maid that everyone imagined, but a plaything that could be discarded at any time.
The young man's hands trembled, unable to accept this fact, so he sat beside the body for a whole day and night, and finally cried and dug up the soil and buried the thin body in the soil.
When he said this, the young man's voice was choked with sobs, and his heart was filled with regret. If only, if only he had persuaded his parents at that time, if only he had not indulged in the fantasy of Joanna.
Why, why is this like this? Their family just wants to live a better life! Isn't such a small wish not allowed?
"Do you want revenge?"
The clear voice of the silver-haired girl came from across the fire.
"I want to, but I don't have the strength, and my parents don't allow me to do it."
The boy's parents were vaguely aware of the truth of the matter afterwards, but perhaps considering the huge gap in strength, the difficulty of adult life, or perhaps not caring about their daughter, they did not seek revenge on Mok and were prepared to settle the matter and reassure Pullman.
Work at home and don't go to Trin City anymore.
"Why? Why can they be so indifferent."
The young man grabbed his knees tightly, his voice revealing confusion and anger.
In the eyes of children, parents are God. Aren’t they omnipotent?
Lorraine Hill also recalled some past memories. After junior high school, the myth of her parents in her heart had been shattered. She thought she was much smarter than them.
However, after graduating and working, and being severely beaten by society, she began to understand some of her parents' choices. Many things were not that she didn't want to, but that she couldn't.
Just when Lorraine Hill was about to enlighten the young man, the mechanical voice of the system emerged again.
New task: Answer the doubts of young Pullman, and receive rewards depending on the degree of completion, at least 70%. (The current progress is 0%)
Reward: Every time you reach 20% of the progress, you will get a lottery opportunity. When the completion level is 100%, you will get an extraordinary creation formula.
Okay, does this system also have real-time emergency tasks?
Lorraine Hill began to carefully recall the boy's experience and the possible questions in his heart.
"Perhaps parents also have their own considerations."
Lorraine Hill began to explain to Pullman how difficult life is for adults. Not only do they have to support their family, the nobles and businessmen are so powerful that even if they appeal, they will end up in vain. They also have to consider the future survival of their only son Pullman, etc.
But the young man was still a little dissatisfied. He couldn't accept such a result, and the progress display got stuck at 26%.
Lorraine Hill also understood that such a gentle explanation was not enough to convince the other party, and it would be difficult for her to listen to it.
Then tell him the cruel truth.
"Because you have no power."
The girl stirred the fire, added a few dead branches, and watched the flames that were about to extinguish grow bigger.
The young man paused for a moment, then lowered his head.
"Yes, I can't beat that nobleman."
"No, I'm not talking about this kind of power. That noble is not engaged in production, and his body is probably not as strong as yours. One-on-one, you should be stronger than him."
"What does that mean?"
"Have you ever thought about why some people do nothing but have more wealth than you and can bully and plunder without restraint?"
"I, I don't know."
A question that he had never thought of appeared in the boy's mind.
"Their fields are cultivated by civilians, their clothes are woven by civilians, their food is taken care of by civilians, and they let civilians protect them as guards. Why can they do this?"
"Because they gave me money?" The boy hesitated for a while and then answered.
"Where does their money come from?" the girl asked.
"Their money..." The young man began to desperately recall what he had experienced in his short life.
"Their money comes from tax collection, rent collection, and you working and producing for them." The girl answered for Pullman.
"Yes." But there seemed to be some problem, and Pullman couldn't explain it.
"Let's not talk about collecting taxes and rents. Don't you find it strange that the common people work and produce for them, and they pay the common people money."
"Why are they getting richer and richer, even without having to work?"
"Maybe it's because labor produces more money, right?" The young man answered doubtfully, and then the progress began to move forward.
Lorraine Hill secretly praised it and began to recall that era in his memory. Countless people worked hard, even working overtime for 996 hours without any entertainment. Why couldn't they still afford a house?
"Yes, the deal is not entirely fair, you produce more money and they only give you part of it."
"this....."
"Is it really that simple? Why don't civilians produce it themselves?"
The boy didn't know the answer at all at this time, yes, why not?
"Because they have resources that ordinary people don't have. This resource can be many things, it can be a cow, it can be a shop, it can be some kind of special relationship, it can be some kind of right."
"You don't have these scarce and necessary things, and you have to rely on them, so they can reach this unfair deal."
"Yes." The boy's voice was a little low.
"Can they always be like this, and poor people like me can only give them jobs forever?"
"It's not always like this. Maintaining such behavior requires a good order, and the premise is that everyone is reasonable."
"You should have heard of robbers. They are the kind of unreasonable people who take everything from you and give you nothing."
"So, they will spend part of their money to hire guards. Although these guards are not engaged in production and do not generate money, they can ensure the long-term existence of interests."
The young man seemed to understand a lot, but also seemed to understand nothing. The world appeared before his eyes in an unprecedented way.
I watched the progress on the system advance to 68%, and then stopped again.
Lorraine Hill sighed slightly in his heart, it seemed that he had to finish speaking completely.
"They hold 10,000 gold coins in their hands and only use 10 gold coins to hire guards. Why don't these guards guard themselves?"
Lorraine Hill's voice gradually became more formal.
"Why not defeat the guard hired with 10 gold coins and snatch the 10,000 gold coins?"
"Because, with the kingdom as the final guardian of order, those who violate laws and systems will be suppressed, exterminated, and executed."
"Why does the Kingdom protect these people even when they do evil, why do they tolerate each other, and why is the law not on your side?"
"Because they are the masters of this country. They are nobles and wealthy businessmen, not you commoners."
"Of course, they want to safeguard the interests of their own class."
"Even if you kill this noble, as long as this environment exists, this kind of thing will still happen again."
Having said this, Lorraine Hill paused for a while, waiting for the young man to think slowly.
Pullman was silent for a long time before slowly asking.
"I still don't understand. Can it be unfair? Will it always be like this?"
"The country, to a certain extent, is the embodiment of a just order. If justice is lost, the foundation of the country will be shattered."
"Do you want to ask me how to change all this? That is to build a country where all people are equal, a country that is fair and just, wise and firm, rich and powerful."
In his previous life, Lorraine Hill took the science college entrance examination and studied engineering. He was not very good at studying Marxism-Leninism.
But fortunately, this country was built through hardships and hardships, and the art of slaying the dragon is clearly written in the textbooks of every middle school student. Where did this country come from, how was it established, and what mistakes have we made?
Mistakes and how to resolve these contradictions were clearly told to every citizen.
Maybe it is not perfect and there are still many problems, but there is no denying its greatness. Our soldiers and sacred faith will never be erased.
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