"Hurry up, hurry up, you idiot, are you courting death! The lord wants to count the situation of your family, hurry up, put on your clothes, bring your mother-in-law and children over there. Gather in the open space in front, one less person, be careful I break your legs!"
The patrolmen slapped the door of the thatched hut proudly and shouted into the house.
Soon, all the farmers in Damai village came out of their homes and gathered in the open space amid the scolding of the patrolmen.
Whispering in twos and threes.
From time to time, they looked up at the table in the center of the open space. Behind the table, sat a forty-year-old woman, wearing a decent dark green dress, sorting out a stack of thick parchment paper. Behind the woman, there is a young maid who is helping to dissolve the ink in the tea jar.
"Who is that?"
"I haven't seen it."
"Idiot, it must be the maid in the castle!"
"Yes, yes, look at her clothes, they have definitely been ironed. Only the lord's maid can wear such neat and clean clothes, unlike us, which are smelly and wrinkled."
"What is the lord going to do, listen to the dog's legs, we need to make statistics... what are the statistics?"
"It's population statistics." An elderly farmer was chewing the grass roots of some kind of plant in his mouth, "Ten years ago, the Earl sent someone to count the population. At that time, there were...there...there were many serfs in Damai village. , there are many more people than now, oh, the heavy snow seven years ago starved to death a lot of people."
before the table.
The patrol members who were still showing off their might just now nodded their heads and said to the two maids, "Mrs. Mawson, Miss Michonne, all the serfs in Damai village have assembled."
"I'm not a miss, I'm just a maid in the castle." Michonne Oxtail was actually very happy with the title of miss, she asked with a smile, "Is everyone here, don't miss one, otherwise The lord is going to punish us, including you."
"Of course, of course, I promise, they would never dare to hide."
Mrs. Mawson nodded: "Okay then, let them come over one by one. After the farmers have been counted, they can go home directly, and don't go back to register."
"OK."
The patrol members began to bring the serfs one by one to the table.
According to what Liszt had prepared, Mrs. Mawson asked, "Are you a parent? What's your name?"
"Ho...Hope, ma'am."
"Don't be nervous, it's your full name, including your last name, Mr. Hope."
"Oh, okay... okay, my name is Hope Sucks."
"Then Mr. Hope, are all of your family here, there are five people in total? What's the name of your wife, what are the names of your two sons and daughters... How old are you, your occupation is What are you in charge of. Does your wife do the same, does your eldest son work?"
Soon, Mrs. Mawson's inquiry was over and she began to record information on thick paper.
Serf Head of Household - Hope Soakshui, age 37, grows barley, able-bodied; Wife - Simon Soakshui, age 34, grows barley, able-bodied; eldest son - Robo Soakshui, age 20, grows oats, lame Foot; second son - Peter Sakshui, age 17, grows barley, able-bodied; daughter - Lily Sang-shui, age 15, raises chickens at home, able-bodied.
After recording the information, Mrs. Mawson checked it again.
After confirming that it was correct, she said gently, "Mr. and Mrs. Hope, your family can go back."
"Oh, okay... okay."
Such a scene only lasted for one day, and the stacks of thick paper were sent to the castle and Liszt's desk, and the census work for Flower Town was declared complete.
"Liszt, it's incredible. Such a difficult task can be easily solved in your hands. You will be a qualified lord, for sure." Galtai praised.
"Mr. Galtai, put your compliments first, count the numbers of each village, and summarize them for me."
"Ready to serve."
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Perhaps it was Liszt's resolute actions that put pressure on Galtai to make him, a follower who was not a consultant, rarely work late with candles lit.
Early the next morning.
The statistics had already appeared in front of Liszt who had finished his breakfast and knight training.
"Master, Mr. Galtai stayed up all night. When he sent the materials, his eyes were full of red blood." Carter said, holding the thick parchment paper.
"Good wine and good food and hospitality always need to do something in return. Flower Town needs to develop, and I don't want my territory to be as lifeless as it used to be."
Carter was a little dazed, and only replied after a few seconds: "Master, I seem to have seen the high-spirited Viscount of the Earl when he was young. In five years, he was promoted to the Earl and opened up the Tulip Family's Coral Island Rule. You are the lord of Flower Town. It is the luck of all the subjects."
"Maybe." Liszt was not modest.
Quietly flipping through the thick vellum paper, there is not much content in it. Even if I write small words with a quill pen, I still can't record how many mosquitoes.
"Thick vellum, it's really backward."
"Sir, we've run out of thick vellum, which has consumed four-fifths of the thick vellum."
"I know, I will find a way to solve it." Papermaking has already been placed on Liszt's schedule, just waiting for the right time to complete.
It took half an hour to understand all the data of Flower Town.
A total of eight villages.
There are 257 households and 907 people in the township, of which 41 households and 125 people are free people, and the rest are serfs.
There are 23 households and 92 people in Peanut Village, all of them serfs.
In Xianggu Village, 68 households and 211 people were all serfs.
Tomato Village has 30 households and 152 people, of which 10 households and 28 people are freemen, and the rest are serfs.
Damai village, 48 households and 155 people, were all serfs.
There are 101 households and 342 people in Maitun, all serfs.
The flower farm has 21 households and 54 people, all of whom are serfs.
The dairy farm, with 18 households and 60 people, are all serfs.
There are 584 households and 1973 people in the whole flower town. Only 51 households and 153 people are free people, and the rest are serfs. On this side of the castle, there are 10 servants, 4 retinue knights, and two followers of Galtai and Marcus, including Liszt, 17 people.
Among them, Galtai and Marcus still have family members, but they did not follow them in Coral City. You may not want to come, or you may have to wait for a while.
Therefore, the total population of Flower Town is 1990 people.
Most of them are engaged in agriculture, growing barley, wheat, oats, tomatoes, mushrooms, peanuts, tulips, raising dairy cows, and a small amount of chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, dogs and sheep.
Only seven percent of the population are engaged in handicrafts.
There are a tailor shop, a blacksmith shop, a carpenter shop, a bakery, a mill, a general store, a cobbler's shop, a barber shop, and a locksmith shop.
"The census is detailed enough, the task should be completed now." Liszt thought to himself as he pushed aside the thick parchment paper with a faint stench in front of him.
Just at this moment, the old housekeeper Carter came over again: "Master, it's a big happy event, the steward of the flower farm is here to report the happy news to you."
Hearing the words "Flower Farm", Liszt's eyes lit up, and he knew in his heart that this was probably the reward of the mission: "Where is he, invite him over... What's a happy event?"
"It's a black tulip I've never seen before, sir, I'll bring him here."