"Good morning, Brother Vir!"

After breakfast, Som Warren met his introduction to Elena on the way to the construction site, Vile Warren. He greeted him warmly, raised his arms high, trying to attract Vile's attention. He succeeded, and Vile Warren, who was following a team of soldiers, turned his head and waved at him.

"Who is that? You know?"

Jon Warren, who went to the construction site with Som Warren, was a little curious. He was an old serf of Elena. After Gastenth came, he became a new farmer. Now, according to Elena's request, a new farmer like him would take Som, who had just come here and didn't know Elena's new serfs to work with, be familiar with the environment, and observe whether these new people have any problems. But even Jon Warren, who has been living in Elena, dare not say that he knew everyone on this plain. And this Som Warren gave him the feeling that he could get familiar with people wherever he went.

"Ah, that was the Bing Master who took us to open the land when I came here last week. I later found out that he was the deputy company commander of the Sixth Company."

"Sixth Company, I haven't heard of it much..." Jon shook his head and decided to change the topic, "Hey, how are you doing these two days? Are you still adapting?"

"It's great, I eat well, sleep well, and have my own house. It's much better than my previous life," Som Warren said carelessly, "I've lived a miserable life. I can't eat enough every day. Our housekeeper is still a pervert. He uses a pig skin whip dipped in water every day. I still have scars on my back. I'll show you..."

"No need, no need, no need, no need, no, no," Jon has seen the scar three times since he met Som a week. He felt that Som should not be the kind of person who would complain about work. But yesterday's new farmers' work meeting also said that for new serfs, you should pay more attention to your thoughts and dynamics. Thinking of this, Jon decided to complete his established procedures.

"The house I built this time is for you new comrades to live in. Although it is hard to build a house, once it is built, there will be houses like Liberation District 1. We also built it back then..."

"I know, I know," Som waved his hand, "I will do my best to build a house for myself!"

"That's good, that's good, I'll help you."

Jon breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that Som was a relatively easy-to-manage serf. He led Som to the construction site of the residential area of ​​Jiefang District 2, not far from Jiefang District 1, got the tools, and started working with Som.

The construction of Liberation Zone 2 is a new job decided by the Council. Because the number of new serfs has grown too fast, Gastenth proposed at the Council to refer to the method of Liberation Zone 1 to build Liberation Zone 2, which is also a large row of bungalows and four-person rooms, to ensure that everyone has the builders, to ensure other workers on the plains. Since Liberation Zone 1 invested more manpower than expected during construction and used a large amount of pyroxene, which eliminated the trouble of returning to work at the beginning of the year, Elena now has enough manpower. Therefore, this proposal was passed at the Council 1. The result was that new serfs like Som were directly pulled to the construction site where the house was built after the wasteland was opened and the cuttings were completed.

Ailena adopts a collective system for the management of new farmers. Everyone eats together and lives in a unified accommodation area. Except for part of the collected food, all the other food is counted in the name of the farmers. However, because everyone has no space for food and accommodation, the food can be stored independently in a public warehouse on the plain. The storage person will get a certificate marked as the quantity and quality of the food he provides. When needed, he can exchange the certificate for the food at any time. At the same time, there is a public canteen to manage the food. Most farmers do not intend to take back the collected food, but instead plan to exchange it for some money and buy other supplies.

Because the arms sales were smooth, Elena was very economically prosperous. Gastenth had not yet planned to establish his own independent monetary system. Instead, he used grain storage vouchers to establish a token system based on food. Farmers can exchange grain storage vouchers for money. Binbo Bobluf's People's Livelihood Bureau will disclose a bilateral price every day for farmers to refer to. If you use the stock vouchers to pay the money at the People's Livelihood Bureau, or workers who do not farm will use the money to exchange grain at the People's Livelihood Bureau for food, there will be a slight difference in the middle. This difference is much more conscientious than the grain shop outside, and the price given by the People's Livelihood Bureau is also reasonable. Therefore, although this system has just begun to operate, most of the reactions obtained are positive.

However, because the rye and wheat are not yet mature, most of the warehouses of the People's Livelihood Bureau store military rations saved by Gastenth. The entire Elena's food now relies on is the military rations supplied by the Logistics Department of the Guards and the grain purchased by the production group from the local small landlords who received the transformation. Although it is a bit nervous, it is basically enough.

"I said Brother Jon." After working for half a morning, Som and Jon talked about Elena's food system. "Now we eat all military rations? What should we do if the military rations are finished?"

"The current military rations in stock can be eaten until June. By the end of May, the local potatoes we grow can be harvested. Although this kind of thing is not delicious, it has a high yield and can be planted for three seasons a year. The land where these local potatoes grow will not let us starve to death. Moreover, we have also opened up a large amount of wasteland during this period, some of which are used to grow wheat and rye. By the autumn, we will never live a tight life again."

"That's really amazing," Som said, while biting the cake in his hand. Elena, both a farmer and a worker, only has two meals a day. When she was hungry at noon, everyone had a rye cake to satisfy her hunger. Although this kind of day was not as good as the nobles in the city, it was more than what she ate when she was a serf. However, due to her different identities, everyone did not complain much.

"Not", Jon looked proud, "And, I heard that things like local potatoes will be much better if they are cut open before cooking and soaked in salt water for half an hour."

"Is that so? That's great. I've eaten the local potatoes, and they really don't taste very good..."

Som replied carelessly, chatted with Jon for a few more words, and ate all the cakes in his hand. He found a small tree in the field to lean on it, squinted for half an hour, and went to the construction site with Jon again. The construction of Jiefang District 2 is in full swing, and everyone is very motivated, looking forward to completing three production charges to get their identities, and no one wants to be lazy.

When the sun sets, the day's work ends, Som and Jon have dinner in the cafeteria and go straight to the New Farmers Night School. This is also a new thing Gastenth has created in Elena. He said that the new farmers represent a new production relationship and must be cultured. All new farmers must attend classes, learn to write, and learn knowledge in the night school. After Enspan's province relaxed the restrictions on serfs entering Elena, the scale of the night school suddenly expanded a lot. Most serfs were very moved when they heard that they had the opportunity to read in their lifetime, and they learned one more seriously.

Som's so. After arriving at night school, George, who had been in the middle class of their new farmers for a while, Som went to the middle class with other serfs. There were only three courses in the junior class, literacy, arithmetic and knowledge. Among these three courses, Som's favorite thing to listen to is knowledge.

Today's knowledge is a very beautiful female teacher who teaches everyone. She is wearing a dress that is often worn by aristocratic adults, with very good materials and seemingly expensive. She stood on the podium and looked at a group of big and rough men in the audience and began to introduce herself.

"Hello everyone, my name is Luna. What I will tell you today is the daily life of Ankenryin's aristocratic class..."

The female teacher is very good. Som thinks she must be an elf or something, not a rough person like himself. What the female teacher says is also very interesting. Som never imagined, nor could she imagine what the top nobles in this country, including the emperor. The female teacher even introduced some of the living conditions of the Mage Tower, which made Som more fascinated. That kind of luxury, that kind of enjoyment, that kind of life and death, and the power in his hands, even Som's biggest dream in his life is that he has wheat buns to eat for every meal, and he feels extremely fascinated.

Teacher Luna taught her class for an hour, and everyone listened very seriously and had many questions, most of which were about how the nobles and royal families enjoyed it. Luna answered it one by one, and refused everyone, until the teacher in the next subject pushed her out of the classroom.

The teacher's name is Daisy, and she is also a beautiful lady. She teaches everyone to read and teaches everyone to write. In this class, Som and other serfs calmed down. They clumsyly wrote on the sand table in front of them, trying to remember things that looked like ghost drawing talismans. The process was very hard and the content was boring, but most serfs knew that literacy was the quickest way to change their destiny, so they had no complaints, but they just worked harder and more serious.

After all, the price of a literate serf on the market is half higher than that of a serf who only knows how to farm.

The night school class lasted until nine o'clock, and the last teacher who was arithmetic drove the reluctant serfs out of the classroom. Jon Warren waited outside the door early and found Som Warren who was also looking for him.

"How is it, is it interesting?"

"Very good, very good," Somme's eyes were bright, "The two female teachers who taught us were both beautiful and beautiful."

"Luna and Daisy, right? I've also heard their classes." Jon also looked longing, "But you have to be careful, Luna is a big man. I heard them say that this person was an apprentice of the Mage Tower and a powerful figure who has seen the Great Magician himself. You have to be careful."

"No wonder..." Som suddenly realized, "No wonder she knew so many things. But the lives of those big guys are really good. Do you know that the kind of thing they eat called fish roe is transported from the Arand Empire, which is very far away, and there is a special steam locomotive!"

"I know," Jon smiled, "But have you ever wondered why these people can live such a good life, so we can only dig food in the field every day, and even the most basic personal freedom cannot be guaranteed?"

"That's because they are nobles, we are serfs!" Som looked for granted.

"But why must we be serfs, they must be nobles? What's different from us?"

Som, who followed Jon back, stopped. He was silent, thinking, his eyes shining in the night.

"You mean, can we become nobles?"

"No," Jon smiled. When he first took the knowledge class, he had the same doubts. "Mr. Gastens didn't want us to be nobles, but wanted every worker to have an equal status. Every worker could live a life of food, clothing, and no one to oppress or exploitation. You are just starting to take knowledge and have not learned a lot of lessons. Later, there will be teachers talking about exploitation and capital. After listening to that, you will understand."

"Everyone has an equal status, and every worker has food and clothing. Is this possible?" Som was a little uncertain.

"Why not? Think about what you saw in Ailena during this period, what do you think?"

"It seems... makes sense!" Som's eyes brighter, "But will His Majesty the Emperor agree to this? Will the great nobles agree?"

"No, so we have to unite and be ready to fight at any time!" Jon waved in the dark, "I heard that war is going to be fought recently, the soldiers of the production regiment are training, and the training of militia has increased. If we win the war, the days can continue now, and we can liberate more people. If our war loses, we will have nothing, and you don't have a beautiful female teacher and cultural class. You have to go back and continue farming, get whipped, and eventually die of fatigue or illness..."

"I don't want it!"

Som suddenly shouted loudly, and then followed Jon's pace, "If you want to fight, then I'll join the army? I'm not afraid of pain or death!"

"When you finish your cultural course, we will have militia training. If there are really enemies who dare to attack us, we will drive them away no matter what the price is."

"Me too!"

Som nodded, was silent for two seconds, and asked another question.

"Brother Jon, have you divided the land?"

"I've divided it. Some time ago, I've divided it into four acres of land, two acres of good land, and two acres of poor land."

"Then you have built a house with me during this period, who will plant the land?"

"My land has been planted with potatoes. Now I just need to pull out weeds and water them every day. It's not too busy." After Jon said that, he guessed what Som wanted to ask, "You want to ask if you can divide the land, right? Yes, Elena still has a lot of land, and the wasteland you developed last time is part of it. This time, some people are building houses like you, and some people are going to open up land. When the house is built, the land you distributed to you will probably be almost the same."

"But at this time I have missed the sowing time of rye and wheat."

"Where are no more local potatoes? You forgot that this thing can be grown three times a year!"

Jon smiled and stopped under the street lights in the temporary dormitory area. This was the tent where the soldiers of the production regiment lived before. After the Jiefang District 1 was built, the production regiment moved over and vacated it for temporary accommodation.

"Okay, take a break early, there is still one day to live tomorrow."

"Well, thank you Brother Jon!"

Som stood under the pyroxene street light and waved his hand, saying goodbye to Jon, then bowed his head back to his tent. He was very tired, but also very excited. Here, as long as he worked, he could own his own house and land, and he didn't have to worry about being bullied by landlords and nobles. It was simply...
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