The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

The small village of Nisai has undergone several changes recently.

First, the wildling slaves found their meals changed.

The hard, unpalatable black bread was gone, replaced by a brown-green powder.

I heard from the person who served them that it was called sweet powder.

At the beginning of the replacement, some of the slaves of the wild people were very flustered.

They thought that the small village of Nisai did not have enough food, or felt that they were useless, and they were going to abandon them.

This kind of thing is not uncommon for them. In fact, as the leaders of the wild people before, they often do this when they lack food and clothing. They often do this to the old, weak, sick and disabled among the wild people.

They were very afraid that the city wall of the small village of Nisai was about to be built, and it seemed that they, the wild people who only consumed food, would be useless.

A worthless person is not necessary for survival.

These wild people deeply understand this truth.

However, after they ate the sweet powder, which was mixed with water to form a batter, the feeling of unease subsided.

The batter made of this kind of sweet powder is sweet in the mouth and warm in the stomach after eating, and it is very hungry.

Compared with the previous black bread, it is completely incomparable.

Just grab a handful of sweet powder and add water to expand into a big bowl of batter.

Each wildling slave is allowed to eat 3 bowls per meal.

Every time, the wild slaves ate until their stomachs swelled.

A sense of happiness flows in their hearts, so that their enthusiasm for work has increased a lot.

As a result, various projects in the small village of Nisai have been advanced faster.

The taste of the sweet powder is so sweet that it not only fascinates the wild slaves, but also makes some villagers who have tasted it fall into this pit.

However, the sweet powder is provided by their respected lord, Baron William, and will not be provided by anyone except wild slaves and guards.

They work and are only rewarded with money.

However, monetary rewards are not very effective in this village where supplies are scarce and few households have no business.

They can't get sweet powder.

They could only eat hard and unpalatable black bread, and then watched the wildling slaves happily drink sweet porridge.

The so-called don't suffer from few but suffer from inequality.

This dissatisfaction was rising day by day, so that they couldn't bear it, they found old Gretel, hoping that he would come forward and ask the lord to be treated the same as the slaves of the wild people.

When William heard the voice from the crowd from Old Gretel, he froze for a moment, and after thinking about it for a while, he rejected the villagers' request.

Old Gretel was very disappointed at first, after all, he was also one of the villagers who wanted to eat sweet porridge.

He was old, his teeth were beginning to loosen, and it was difficult for him to eat hard, unpalatable black bread.

The batter has no taste at all, it is bitter, astringent and unpalatable, and I often feel sick to my stomach after eating it.

As long as the sweet porridge made from this sweet powder tastes sweet, it can withstand hunger without hurting the stomach, which is really fascinating.

However, after William told Old Gretel about his plan, Old Gretel became happy again.

Two days later, a grocery store opened in the small village of Nise, in a thatched cottage not far from William's lord's mansion.

Kerry Mark's father, the man who had first sold William the golden grass, had been hired by William as superintendent of the grocer for three hundred and fifty coppers a month.

This was his reward for being the first to surrender and the loyalty of his son.

William is cultivating his interest class.

There are too few interest groups belonging to him in the small village of Nisai.

Without a stable interest class as the cornerstone of his rule, he is like a reed blowing in the wind. He may be carefree for a while, but if there is a turbulence, he will disperse with a bang.

In fact, if the original small village of Nisai had enough interest groups on his side, he would not have to be so gentle and indirect at all, and directly enforced the lord's order. How could the villagers have any room to resist?

In addition, under the strong recommendation of Old Gretel, his eldest son, Gretel, was also stuffed into this omnivorous store to serve as the assistant of Old Mark, and the monthly salary was less, only 280 Poole copper.

The eldest brother Wright has been in a depressed state after the last incident, and the old Gretel's move is also to cheer up the elder Gretel.

William did not refuse Old Gretel's small request.

Anyway, everything is under the control of the magic mirror, and William is not afraid that they will make waves.

The grocer's job was as simple as buying and selling sweet powder shipped from William's Tsuchiya.

As for where the sweet powder came from?

William didn't say anything, and no one in Nisai Village dared to ask.

A kilo of rye sold for only three pools.

But one kilogram of sweet powder was sold at a price of ten Poole coins.

Although the price is high, the villagers have made a lot of money from Lord William during this period.

First, some villagers couldn't hold back their desire to talk, so they bought sweet powder from the grocery store and went back.

The taste of sweet porridge easily conquered the appetite of the villagers, and the old black bread became unpalatable.

William was secretly fueling the flames again, creating a concept that if you don't drink sweet porridge, you are an inferior person. Sweet porridge became popular in the whole village at an extremely fast speed.

Through this kind of scissors difference, William quickly collected the issued funds back, and then paid them out again as a reward.

After the sweet powder solved the food crisis in the small village of Nisai, it also eased William's economic crisis to a certain extent.

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The weather is getting colder and colder.

The cold wind is biting, and one day the lizardmen's invasion will come!

After dealing with these trivial matters, William is ready to put all his energy on the training of sixty guards and fifty wildling servants.

After all, force is the key to dealing with lizardmen.

However, one wave of ups and downs rose again.

Just two days after training the guards, William's housekeeper, Old John, rushed to report that eight wild slaves were sleeping in the huts, freezing to death in the cold night, and a villager was directly soaked in muddy sewage. Drinking sweet powder, as a result, five of the six members of the family developed a high fever.

There are not many effective drugs in this era, at least for civilians.

When civilians get sick, most of them choose to fight hard.

If you can bear it, continue to live on.

If you can't bear it, you will be born as soon as possible.

Many people die of this disease every year!

People have long been used to it.

For this, William was very helpless.

He had to put aside his training work for a while, and went to the sick villager's house to check first. He found that the water quality of the villager's water was filthy and had a faint stench.

How dare they drink this kind of water without even boiling it? William has always called for the courage of this villager!

William guessed that they drank the poisonous water first, and then the temperature dropped sharply last night, and their bodies couldn't bear it all at once, so they collectively developed a high fever.

The only one who didn't have a fever was the eldest son of the family. He was young and strong, and he probably survived with his body.

At this moment, he squatted next to his family with a sad face, panicking, not knowing what to do!

William was very speechless. He asked the villager who was not sick to pick up some clean running water, boil it and let it cool for the sick to drink.

He also asked him to find some clean linen cloths, soak them in water to moisten them, and then put them on the patient's forehead to cool down the heat.

The rest can only depend on good luck.

After leaving the villager's house, William asked Old John and Old Gretel about the drinking water situation of the villagers. He was surprised to find that there were many cases in the village where the drinking water in the homes of sick villagers deteriorated.

At best, the water quality is not as bad as this villager's, but it won't be much better!

Especially in the village where the construction period is being rushed everywhere, the villagers are obsessed with work to make money, and even more neglect the sanitary conditions of drinking water.

Anyway, drinking can't kill people, that's what they think.

It was okay before, because their staple food, black bread, was eaten toasted, or broken into pieces and boiled in soup, so it was rare for the whole family to have a fever together.

But now the whole village is obsessed with William's sweet powder.

This magic sweet powder is easy to eat, just add water.

Because William's wild slaves were fed uniformly, they strictly followed William's requirements and used boiled hot water.

But in order to save trouble, the villagers often add cold water directly.

The knowledge of his previous life let William know how serious the security risks are.

He immediately asked that all the water to drink in the future must be boiled.

Old John and Old Gretel looked at each other, hesitated to speak, and finally replied, Yes!