System: Build My Own Territory

Chapter 902: Chapter 276: Daydreaming

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At the other side at this moment

In Morgan Town.

At the edge of a field planted with wheat.

Standing still, Gavin looked at the silhouette of a busy team in the distance.

His brow furrowed slightly.

Half a minute later.

A running figure entered his line of sight.

Running from afar, stopping in front of him.

The farmer, wearing a linen robe and pants, said breathlessly: "Lord Gavin, they... they said there’s still time..."

"They can harvest some more barley and sell it..."

Listening to the farmer’s words, Gavin couldn’t help but shake his head.

Even though the sky was already dark at this time.

Even though he had arranged for the farmers to inform the new five hundred Free People that they could finish work.

Those five hundred Free People not only showed no intention of stopping, but instead wanted to work overtime harvesting.

Before arriving in Morgan Town, he had already learned from Master Lynn.

No matter how many pounds of crops the hired Free People could harvest each day, they would receive a tenth as compensation.

He had already predicted such a scene would appear.

Because.

A tenth as compensation was indeed too generous!

Just like the more than five hundred acres of wheat fields in front of him, the yield per acre should reach one hundred pounds.

According to the labor force of a normal farmer, under tolerable tools, two acres of wheat crops could be harvested in a day!

That means.

These Free People could harvest nearly two hundred pounds of wheat after one day of labor.

They would obtain a tenth from it, which is twenty pounds of wheat.

If calculating according to the market price he knew, two pence per pound.

A Free Person could earn forty pence a day!

It should be known that the compensation for farmers providing basic physical labor for the lord is only one penny a day.

At most, just two pence.

Now it’s directly increased by twenty times.

The compensation was simply too generous!

Moreover, such compensation could be said to have no limit.

As long as these Free People push themselves, working hard, they could earn more compensation!

Such reward, let alone these farmers and Free People who had long suffered low compensation.

If he hadn’t joined Master Lynn’s territory and become a foreman of the farmers.

Got used to the planting scale of Master Lynn’s territory.

Witnessed Master Lynn’s grand gestures of rewarding privatized land.

He would have been one of those Free People too.

Struggling with all his might to harvest crops and earn a tenth as compensation.

However, he thought for a moment.

Gavin couldn’t help but feel fortunate to have joined Master Lynn’s territory, becoming a Townsman.

If it weren’t for Master Lynn, he would never dare to imagine.

As a farmer, he would have the opportunity to obtain a piece of privatized land.

Even though gaining land would require long-time struggle and effort.

But it’s an attainable goal!

Different experiences, different insights lead to different perspectives on things.

Just as he sees now.

No matter how much effort these Free People put into harvesting wheat.

Receiving a tenth as compensation from the harvest.

Compared to a piece of privatized land, it is truly insignificant.

Not to mention how much crop yield a piece of privatized land could produce in a year.

The sense of security of having land that belongs only to oneself can never be matched by other compensations.

Suppressing these thoughts in his mind, Gavin took steps toward a soldier wearing Composite Armor in the distance.

He spoke with neither arrogance nor subservience: "Please convey a message to Earl for me."

"I need to ask him for help in dispatching a team of soldiers to maintain order among the Free People’s barley harvest."

The soldier’s expression became solemn, and he promptly replied: "Alright, Gavin Agricultural Officer, I’ll go right away."

As the soldier’s voice fell, he bent his waist slightly and quickly retreated toward Morgan Town in the distance.

Watching the soldier’s silhouette, Gavin mumbled and repeated the soldier’s words.

"Agricultural Officer?"

Gavin shook his head helplessly.

He was dispatched by Master Lynn to Morgan Town to organize hired Free People for harvesting.

But Master Lynn indeed hasn’t officially appointed him as the Agricultural Officer.

It’s not something he particularly cares about.

As long as he can ensure stable living conditions for his son and wife.

As long as he can guarantee safety, without needing to live on meager daily meals anymore.

No matter how hard or tiring it gets, he doesn’t mind.

Gavin led several farmers, walking toward the wheat fields ahead.

Seeing the teams of Free People ahead, holding sickles in their hands, faces full of excitement, harvesting enthusiastically.

Gavin inhaled a breath of air and called out in a deep voice to all the Free People.

"Everyone, today’s harvest work is done."

"You can return to Morgan Town and rest!"

Free People who were bent over harvesting, upon hearing Gavin’s words.

They merely glanced back before throwing themselves back into harvesting.

Regarding Gavin’s displeased tone, they were even more indifferent.

The farmers following behind Gavin couldn’t help but exchange glances.

For a moment, they didn’t know what to do for Gavin.

They were merely helpers brought out from Master Lynn’s territory by Gavin.

Looking at their disregarding backs, Gavin’s expression became stern, and he shouted.

"Can’t you hear?"

"I said today’s work can end!"

As Gavin’s voice grew louder, more Free People heard Gavin’s words.