Azaze Waters bent over, holding a hoe in his hand, raised it high, and then smashed heavily on the ground. The feedback from the land in early spring through the vibration of the hoe is still tough, indicating that it is not the most suitable time for farming. But even so, Azaze did not stop his work. On the one hand, this was due to a small landlord's panic about the food shortage, and on the other hand, it was also the arrangement of Ailena's factory.

Since the largest landlord of the Elena Plain, Theo Matthias, was humiliated by the adult in front of the city hall and his serfs, the Elena Plain has no voice against the adult. The great landlords walked away, sold land and land, and chose to leave one after another. But a small landlord like him had no freedom. Over the years, there were only two or three serfs in his family, and the land was not very fertile. They were tormented every year, but they only left thirty or fifty kroners of remaining money, which could not change anything, and could not be called wealth. If he wanted to sell all the land to the adult like other big landlords, the money he got obviously could not support his life as a citizen in a small city.

"Master, take a break."

Deborah Warren, the only serf in Azaze, followed his progress. Azaze looked back and saw the land they had flirted with was like two straight rivers, flowing on the dark brown land.

"Um."

Azaze nodded, so tired that he didn't have much strength to speak. He stood up and pounded his waist, relaxing his long-bent waist, and then let out a moan of satisfaction. Deborah did a set according to his movements, and sat with him on the fields and watched the new farmers farming around him.

Previously, the land of Azaze was with another great landlord, Aron Wenger. The landlord was a landlord with many lands and serfs under his name. After the adult from the Eilena factory came, Wenger's serfs ran away. Later, Theo Matthias was driven away, and Aron Wenger followed him away from the land. The land he once owned was bought by the Eilena factory and rented to those who had once been farmed.

"They worked so hard. They didn't have a rest for so long."

Azaze sighed softly, those people were obviously the same group of people, but when they were working for Wenger, they would never see them working as hard as they are now.

"The adult gave the brothers citizenship, and allowed them to obtain the surplus of production on the land besides land rent. At the same time, the land rent collected is far lower than the original level of tenant farmers. Everyone has the status and can exchange labor for food, so they are naturally willing to work."

Deborah of Azaze sat on the field with his master, looking at the former serfs and the new farmers not far away.

"Where are you? If you want to go, I won't stop you."

Unlike the big landlords with dozens or even more than one hundred serfs under their names, Azaze only had three serfs at the peak, and two were conscripted by recruits. Because of the lack of labor, Azaze worked with his own serfs and had little difference in food, so they were familiar with each other and had a good relationship, so they were more casual in their conversation.

"What should I do if I go?" Deborah did not shy away from this topic. "I still farm when I go, and I still farm here. Is there any difference?"

Azaze smiled softly as he listened to Deborah's words. He knew that he, a serf, also longed for freedom and equality, but he had always treated him well. Deborah had a kind-hearted personality, so it was difficult for him to give up his master and vote for others. Moreover, Deborah was right. He could not grow these seven acres of land alone.

"Forget it, please help first this year. When the price comes back, I will sell the land to that adult. You can also be a new farmer." Azaze took out the tobacco leaves from his pocket, rolled it up, took out an old pyroxene cigarette holder, stuffed it in, lit it, took a light sip, and then vomited out a big smoke ring intoxicated.

"I have asked the people in the factory. If you go, I can leave three or four acres of land for myself. I am considered a self-cultivated farmer, and it has no effect. The production of three or four acres of land is enough for our family to have a meal."

"How can that be? Are you planning to send Xiao Fulan to school in the city? The land is really sold, what should I do?"

Little Fran is the daughter of Azaze and half of Deborah. Azaze has always wanted to send Little Fran to the city to go to school to give her more cultural atmosphere. Deborah has always known this little wish.

“There is always a way.”

Azaze took out his cigarette mouth from his mouth, knocked it on the ground, and put it in his pocket. The sun was still hanging high in the east sky, and half of the morning passed, and there was still a lot of things they had to do.

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It was busy until the afternoon when the sun set, Azaze and Deborah returned home. They didn't eat at noon, but just used the pancakes they carried with them to eat hot meals. But today, just as the two of them took off their fatigue for the day and sat at the low table and were preparing to eat, an uninvited guest interrupted their dinner.

"Two, my name is Charlie Harry Warren, who was once a serf of Theo's Great Landlord, and later went to the Elena factory and is now mainly responsible for agricultural matters."

Azaze recognized Charlie Harry as soon as he entered the door. This man was a famous thorn under Theo. He was unwilling to accept his composure and was always beaten. He also ran away several times. Once, he was almost broke his leg by Theo's subordinates. At that time, no one could have imagined that such a small serf who could be beaten to death at any time has now become an equal to the landlords, and even to a certain extent can determine the life and death of the landlords.

"I know you, why, does that adult have any instructions?"

Like other landlords on the plains, Azaze was used to calling Gastens the adult, and did not mention Gastens' name directly. On the one hand, this was for respect, and on the other hand, it also expressed its dissatisfaction with Gastens.

"It's not a big deal," Charlie Harry gently patted the soil on his legs. In the past two days, he and two other working groups have to understand the situation of all the remaining landlords on this plain. The time is short and the task is heavy, which really makes him exhausted.

"Harry, come and sit down and have a drink."

Deborah reached out and pulled Charlie Harry and asked him to sit down at his small dining table. Seeing this, Azaze simply brought his bowl to the small dining table and asked his wife to bring another bowl out.

"If you're hungry, come and have something to eat."

Charlie Harry was not polite. He took the bowl and looked at it, and found that it was a bowl of rye porridge full of content, but the ingredients were cheap, not food that the landlords could like. Charlie Harry looked at Azaze and found that he was looking at him with a smile. He looked at Deborah again, and found that the serf's eyes were also kind-hearted, so he felt a little relieved. He took two big sips, took another piece of pickle and chewed it in his mouth and said his purpose.

"I came here this time because the Lord wants to take back the lands of the Elena Plain and eliminate the serf system. Mr. Azaze, do you have only one serf, this Mr. Deborah?"

"Yeah, yes."

When Azaze heard Charlie Harry's words, he felt relieved for some reason. After waiting for so long, the stone finally landed on the ground.

"That's good," Charlie Harry put down the porridge bowl and sat upright. "My lord means that a little landlord like you who also participates in labor, owns few serfs and has never done anything bad, can choose to sell the land to a factory, or leave yourself four acres of land to farm by himself. At the same time, you can no longer own serfs, and Brother Deborah's slave contract must be lifted. What do you think?"

Being a self-cultivated farmer or leaving Elena? Faced with this choice, Azaze had almost no hesitation.

"I want to stay, four acres of land, enough."

"But, master—"

Deborah tried to stop it, but was interrupted by Charlie Harry, "We know that Mr. Azaze is good to you and has no bad reputation, so there will be no other problems or things. Since Mr. Azaze is willing to be one of our new farmers, we are naturally welcome."

"What about Deborah?" Azaze was still thinking about his only serf subordinate, "Can he have land?"

"Yes, the reason why I took back all the land this time is to remeasure and divide the land, and ensure that all the new farmers in the Elena Plain have land to plant. Brother Deborah will also have his own land."

"That's fine. I'm sure you'll give me a suitable price, right?"

"Well", Charlie Harry had investigated Azaze before coming, and knew that this landlord was actually just a small landlord with a serf, and was not harsh to the serf. He was not very hostile to Azaze. "You have seven acres of land now. According to the adult standards, each person can be divided into four acres. When I came, I saw that you were already turning over the land. We can leave your seven acres without making adjustments. Four acres will be left for you, and three acres will be transferred to Brother Deborah, and at the same time, one acre of land will be coordinated from other places. This will not affect this year's production."

"But, Azaze needs the income of these seven acres of land to go to school for Little Fran!"

Deborah finally couldn't help but say, "If it were four acres of land, he would have no money to support Little Fran to go to school."

"This is a problem," Charlie Harry took out his small notebook and began to write in a crooked manner. His action completely shocked Hazard and Deborah. Seeing that Charlie Harry could write, the two were even more surprised than hearing him announce that he would take back the land.

"You can write?" Almost in unison, the two of them asked at the same time.

"Well, the adults opened a night school for us and said that we cannot be uneducated. If a serf wants to truly turn over and be his master, he must be educated."

Charlie Harry did not hide it. He now has limited words, but it is enough to record what he is doing today. He slowly finished writing what he wanted to record and stood up to say goodbye.

"I know what you are doing. I will talk to the adults about the children going to school to see if there is any way to do it. If you have no questions about land reclaiming and redistribution, I will come here in a while and settle the matter. Can you?"

"...Okay." Azaze originally wanted to ask about the night school again, but he saw that Charlie Harry was in a hurry, so he didn't say much. The two sent Charlie Harry out and returned to the house. They found that the bowl of rye porridge that had just been full had been drunk by Charlie Harry.

"He's really hungry," Deborah picked up his bowl and took a big sip. After working for a day, he was hungry.

"Yeah, it's not easy," Azaze nodded and sat back in his seat. His wife and daughter had finished eating, were packing the dishes and leaving him with rye porridge and beans, the only place for him as a landlord's meal was better than Deborah.

But today it seemed that the three gods deliberately did not intend to let Azaze eat with peace of mind. He had just eaten a few bites, but he was interrupted again. The man knocked on the door and then pushed the door and walked in.

"Azaze, are you there?"

The visitor's voice was loud and he seemed to have a leak. As soon as he heard it, Azaze knew that the visitor was Theo Matthias's son who was almost opened by Gastens. Although he was a little puzzled about why this betrayal dog came to the door, Azaze did not dare to neglect it. He quickly got up and greeted him.

"Mr. Pip, is there anything wrong?"

Pip Matthias did not pay attention to Azaze at the first time. He went into the room and looked around. When he saw the bowl of rye porridge on Azaze's table, he subconsciously frowned. He saw Deborah who was having a meal with Azaze again, and the wrinkles on his face became deeper. He looked at Deborah and felt that it was difficult for him to speak with this person, so he started to hit him indirectly.

"It's really a little bit of a problem for me to come this time. I wonder if I can let this serf go out?"

Before Azaze could speak, Deborah went out without looking back. If it were normal, Deborah would never dare to behave with Pip Matthias. But now the Elena Plain is no longer the plain of the landlords, Deborah has more ways to express his hostility.

"Okay, is there anything wrong?"

Seeing Deborah being driven away, Azaze calmed down and asked about the four front teeth that had been lost.

"I heard that Gastens is taking back the land recently. Isn't this our life?! My adults want to talk to you who were forcibly taken back the land and drove out of Elena. I wonder if it's convenient for you?"

"Your Majesty?"

Azaze repeated the sentence repeatedly, "He doesn't know where he is now, how can he meet? How can he talk?"

"Of course, it's in Vannsten. The adults will hold a cocktail party. I hope you will invite you to attend. At that time, you can raise any dissatisfaction with Elena and Gastens at any time. In particular, I think I can say more about his forcibly expropriating your land now."

“Is it useless to say that?”

Azaze doesn't like Pip, "Last time you didn't agree, weren't you snatched the serfs?"

"It's different," Pip lowered his voice, "This time, we invited big shots to come over. Just say it, and to be honest, big shots will naturally make judgments."

Hearing this sentence, Azaze hesitated. He thought about it and gave a positive answer.
Chapter completed!