Chapter 407 Rural Survey

The leisurely pastoral life always seems so peaceful.

Lin En finally understood why the country nobles were so annoying.

First of all, the children of the country nobles would be more obviously infighting. Compared with agricultural production, the industrial production management class needs a lot of cooperation. If you put your energy into internal fighting, you can forget about production and making money. So there is a reason why the country factories are half dead. The country nobles of this era are not smart.

Or it can be said that they have obvious limitations of the landlord class. For things outside of tradition, under the condition of good living conditions, they don’t pay much attention to them, and at most treat them as novelties.

Only Lin En knows.

Ye Funi has been in the factory and taken wrenches and hammers, which is not acceptable to those country nobles who overemphasize aristocratic etiquette and ancestral laws.

The reason is also relatively simple, too much energy.

During the busy agricultural production, all the energy was put into formulating strict rules that followed elegance in every move, which was more noble than the nobles in the city, and almost harsh. The noble children under the blockade of dogma began to fight each other, which was scary. They wondered how they could be so scheming.

Before the autumn hunt, Lin En was doing two things.

One was to observe the noble circle in Beifeng Town. Lin En took in all their interesting or embarrassing stories. He even used his social charm to find some noble children to talk to. In front of the natural affinity and charm of the young master, in the absence of malice, even the scheming noble children knew that Lin En was just listening to the story, so they had no defense and told him a lot of things with the idea of ​​making friends.

For example, whose young master flirted with the baker's woman, whose young lady quarreled again, whose horse broke its leg, and whose family was jealous of girls.

Behind these seemingly entertaining events, there are often understatements of the suffering of the common people.

Using untouchables for fun, even using blood to sing praises for their love, or even just wanting to do so. The situation of the rural nobles in Albion is a little worse than Lin En imagined. He thought that if the industrial age had not arrived, the situation would probably be even worse.

What kind of people would be beaten to death by the nobles for fun?

The answer is, unimportant people.

In Lin En's observation, for these noble children, untouchables are unimportant. As long as the basic plate of agricultural production has not yet seen the exhaustion of human resources, then they will casually kill one or two civilians in the territory, just like playing a joke, and this attitude is prevalent among the new generation of rural nobles.

On one side is the harsh environment of rural areas where people are not treated as human beings, and on the other side is the melting furnace purgatory of industrial cities.

The civilians who can only work hard can be said to be a punishment from heaven!

The young gentleman finally understood why so many people move to the [Steam City] every year. In industrialized cities, although you are still an object, at least your life is guaranteed before you lose your labor force. In rural towns, it is not certain. Choosing luck and serving the righteous gods is worse than the joke of the stake.

What? You mean the farm court?

Who is in the court? Suing me?

If they dare to resist with pitchforks and shotguns, the extraordinary people funded by the nobles will let these untouchables know what the master's dictatorial iron fist is.

When Lin En was observing and recording, he also saw how the rural nobles skillfully used the stewards, village heads, clerks and other petty officials to transfer class contradictions into contradictions among the people. This can only be summarized in one sentence: the rewards of the masters are not something you can refuse if you want to, and you have to pay a price if you want them.

Lin En, who was enlightened, sent these records back to the Steam City by mail. He thought that Yuri might be interested in these, and their attention was actually more focused on the city.

Mainly because there were too many examples and his own analysis.

If he sent a telegram, he would go bankrupt instantly.

After delivering the letter, Lin En turned around and saw a nobleman in the town playing a game of shooting cups with peasants’ heads. His shooting skills were very good and he didn’t let Lin En see the tragic scene of red and white watermelons exploding. In this leisurely pastoral scenery full of nostalgia for later literati, Lin En saw another kind of cruelty.

Literati criticized that people in industrial society lacked human touch. Lin En really wanted to applaud. In a rural society like this where people are born freely and die randomly, and death is comparable to death by shooting at a lighthouse, let the literati who can say this enjoy this desperate, decadent, rigid and dogmatic society and see if the warmth they sing about is on the muzzle of pleasure.

If he had come to this world fifty years earlier and the whole society was like this...

Lin En felt that he might not be able to endure it for so long.

It was the industrialized atmosphere of [Steam City] and the tolerance of those who came into contact with him that allowed Lin En to endure it. Even so, he still couldn’t continue to endure it, but was ready to start a business.

History is an upward spiral.

And he is now in an upward stage.

According to some of his experience before crossing, perhaps after the next continental war breaks out, this upward stage will stop and enter a longer and more silent downward stage. If you miss this opportunity, there will probably be no environment and conditions.

Thirty years, or forty years.

This number is very long for a person, almost close to the struggle time of an entire generation.

When he rested alone at night, lying on the bed through the mosquito net, using the dark carved ceiling to slide the information and pictures like a screen, Lin En felt a slight sense of urgency. He knew that this thing could not be rushed. Any failure in trying new things would have a price. People's experience would subconsciously avoid the wrong direction of their predecessors. It would cost much more to wade out a path in the mistakes than to start from scratch.

Take it slowly and carefully. Lin En could only persuade himself in his heart. Since he was going to do it, he could not irresponsibly throw the price to the future generations of this world for the sake of a momentary shout.

It was inevitable that he was a little upset.

In the hypocrisy, the mentality of the rural nobles was a little subtle. Lin En still sorted out his emotions and lay down before falling asleep to do the second thing he often did in his pastoral life.

Research on spirituality and the model of spirit particles.

Also, the complete rewrite of the Black Holy Grail.

In addition to planning to find an opportunity to try to treat Atali, it was more for his own exploration of the path of industrialization and extraordinary people in the future. After two days of warm-up, Lynn planned to completely rewrite the Black Holy Grail tonight. This would be the first time he had done this in the watch industry.