Chapter 25: Second Terra’s Way to Break Through

At noon that day, dozens of glass wine glasses were requisitioned by Ryan in the Second Terra Church.

He wanted to install usable light bulbs in schools and municipal departments first. Even the foundry stopped making new muskets today, and assigned some people to install the firing device. The rest of the people were using copper and other metals to make circuits and switches according to Ryan's drawings.

In this era, there were no plastic tubes and rubber products, and the installation position of wires could only be set high.

I hope that the teams exploring unknown materials in the territory can find suitable materials as soon as possible, otherwise Ryan will feel that all the technological advances he has promoted are deformed, just one leg running vigorously, and the other leg is so thin that it may break at any time.

Bryce has become accustomed to Ryan's action. This master always asks people to verify and implement an idea as soon as it pops up in his head.

This lighting tool called a light bulb was successfully tested just an hour ago, but now it has to be installed in the building.

"This device that rotates when the water in the water tank hits it will be installed after I confirm all the lines. Before we find the material to wrap the lines, no one should touch the lines themselves."

Ryan kept repeating the key information. He didn't want the first electric shock accident in this feudal world to happen in Second Terra, although the voltage and current of this simple power generation device would not be fatal.

Since there were only two buildings to be constructed, Ryan's drawings were quickly marked and handed over to Bryce to do.

The craftsmen who used metal copper to extend the wires needed to make a line of sufficient length in the afternoon, and there would be impurities that Ryan needed to clean with telekinesis to avoid short circuits and open circuits.

After a busy morning, Ryan finally felt a little tired, and he went back to his room to sleep.

The two big guys didn't come to him, so Ryan had a rare physiological rest.

When he woke up again, it was already evening. After washing up, Ryan went to the foundry to clean the impurities in the wires.

It will probably take two or three days for this lighting system to be put into use. Ryan brought the craftsmen and the wires to the municipal office and saw Bryce arguing with the people in the logistics department.

"The food and wages provided to people by the various construction projects in Second Terra over the past month have emptied our finances. Those guys in the Ministry of Finance are still looking forward to the water bills and brick orders from other noble territories in a while. But our logistics department really can't allocate food now. The canteens of the municipal government, schools, and hospitals need food, road construction needs food, and even the foundry needs food. Do they have no food at home? People can go home and consume their own food instead of eating up all our food without spending a penny."

A young man who looked better dressed was slapping various documents in his hands and questioning Bryce.

Bryce frowned and said, "Beruka, calm down. Providing food to workers is a system that Second Terra has been implementing since the construction of the canal. You have also read Lord Ryan's plan. After the factories are built in the future, food and accommodation will be provided. As long as our order payment arrives, food will not be a problem. After the irrigation system is upgraded, next year's grain harvest will be great. There will always be some hardship in the early construction, otherwise our people will not be able to realize the beautiful vision of the future."

The young man named Beruka is about 23 or 24 years old. He does not look like many residents with rough skin and his body is relatively straight. He should be the son of some small landlord families in the past.

The children of these families usually know how to read and study, and even go to church schools.

If there are any noble relatives in the family, they can even go to that noble territory or even Turin to study at university.

These people who can read and think more actively are recruited to work in the municipal department.

They are delighted by the future society described by Ryan, and think that they are different from the nobles of higher class and more humane.

But the small landlord class they belong to actually oppresses the civilians more commonly and widely.

Ryan knocked on the door of the conference room and watched people turn their eyes to him.

"Lord Ryan, the house trenches you planned have been dug, and the lines can be buried tomorrow."

Bryce looked very tired, but he was the first to report the work that Ryan was concerned about.

Ryan looked at Bryce and Beruka and asked:

"Are our food stocks running low?"

Beruka was a little nervous. It was the first time he faced this person who survived the cross of burning. He tried to calm himself down and said:

"If we continue to consume at the current rate, our food will be eaten up in four days, and it will take at least seven or eight days to transport the money from the stone factory to other territories to buy food. But people still have food in their own homes. If we temporarily stop supplying food to various engineering projects and let people bring their own rations, we can hold on until then if we just pay wages."

After Beruka finished speaking, he glanced at Ryan and saw that the latter had no obvious emotional changes, so he breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

"Sir, when we were building the canal, the food we had to return to the grain depot had not yet been replenished. It was too extravagant to provide food to the workers. As Lord Bryce said, this year was originally a disaster year, and people's food needs to be replenished. Save it and save money, but now that the disaster has passed, they can use up their own stocks.”

While listening, Ryan sat down, looked at Bryce, then looked at Bruca and asked:

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"Do you think those civilians have enough food at home?"

Beruca said confidently: "In the past, our farmers' rations were enough to last at least one season. Sir, farmers are sometimes very cunning. We provide them with three meals, and they even start to waste food. , there will be losses in the daily fixed meal allowances, which are packed in cloth bags and taken back by those people, mostly to feed the livestock at home. Sir Ryan, I also sympathize with the suffering they suffered in the past, but now for the second time. For the future development of Terra, we must make a choice!”

Ryan clapped his hands in appreciation for Beruca's speech.

Then he looked at Bryce and said:

"I don't know if what he said is true, so tomorrow I will take Beruca to various construction areas to confirm on the spot."

Beruca thought that Sir Ryan recognized his idea, and immediately said:

"I have personally investigated and found out that there are really despicable farmers who secretly packed away some food and took it home. The food must have gone bad after being left out for a day. It must have been used to feed livestock."

Ryan smiled helplessly and said: "Let's wait until tomorrow to find out the real situation. I will find a way to solve the food problem. Each construction site will still provide meals as usual."

Ryan made a decision and motioned for people to go back and rest first. These issues cannot be judged based on one family's opinion alone.

Maybe what Beruca said is true, but if this situation is true, can it cover up the suffering of those poor people who have real family difficulties and have paid their taxes long ago and have no food available this year?

For many problems, seeing is not necessarily believing. Only by making trade-offs can we solve the problem. We can even move on by ignoring the problem and bypassing it.

Presumably, the corpse sitting on the golden toilet has made many choices that are thousands of times more difficult than the problem in front of him.

He still has a chance to confirm the true situation in person. The emperor may have to make a decision as soon as possible to avoid the crisis of annihilation.

Even if doing so will inevitably lose the interests or even lives of another group of innocent people.

Another night passed, and early in the morning, Ryan took Bryce and the people from the logistics department to the nearest construction site.

In the past month, the roads between Second Terra and the two nearest noble territories have been connected. After those noble territories have enjoyed the water conservancy system, they also hope that after the construction of the transportation roads in Second Terra is completed, there will also be traffic within their territories. Build new roads.

Ryan did not enter the construction site with any fanfare. Instead, he changed clothes with Bryce and the others and quietly observed everything here.

This is a planned logistics hub in Ryan City, located right at the junction of Second Terra and other territories.

In the early stages of its construction, this logistics station will only be used to transport minerals and construction materials, radiating to any area within the range.

The roads here are being built more and more spacious, with areas reserved for later laying of tracks. Although the workers do not yet understand the use of tracks, human-driven wooden boxes with a few wheels on the tracks can be used. Pushes up easily.

If horses or other livestock are used to pull larger wheeled boxes, they will not deviate to other places under the constraints of the track, so more things can be transported.

This is the limit that people can imagine for the concept of track, and Ryan has recently been struggling with the design of the steam engine structure and the adaptation of currently available materials.

Time soon came to noon, and under the large tent where people rested, wheat porridge, bread and some washed lettuce leaves were distributed on the plates.

Beruca clenched his fists and whispered:

"Sir, they can even eat meat. We haven't seen meat in the canteen of our municipal department for a long time. The food at the construction site where Second Terra extended the canals for the other two noble territories was provided by the local nobles, but they are just They provide standard working meals, and even just crumb soup for dinner, which is not enough to satisfy them. You can see the panic on those faces. After a while, they will secretly take out the cloth bags from their pockets and drink the water-drained porridge and noodles. Pour the crumbs in. If you carry it with you all afternoon in such hot weather, it will go rancid soon. You will definitely feed it to the livestock when you go back to save their own food. "

Ryan suddenly looked at Beruca curiously and asked:

"When you didn't join the logistics department and were at home, could you eat meat for every meal? Do the normal farmers you see have food every day?"

Beruca said proudly:

"Sir, I joined the municipal department of Second Terra with the purpose of helping people live a better life. In our hometown, every farmer has enough to eat. Even the drought and insect pests have not ended yet. When they came, we exempted them from half of their taxes. How could these farmers have no food at home?”

Ryan thought for a while and asked:

"In that case, what kind of people do you think the farmers are? Despicable, despicable, clever and cunning, or loyal, honest, hard-working and uncomplaining? According to you, your family is a small landowner, and every farmer you meet can have enough to eat. That should be It’s not a treacherous person.”

Beruca was about to answer, but found that he seemed to have no way to answer Ryan's question, which seemed to contradict itself.

If every farmer was taken care of by landowners like his family and could have enough to eat even in years of disaster, there would be no need to become as cunning as he described.

But in my own education, this sense of contradiction seems to have always existed.

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His family education and contacts with other landowners and even nobles have always believed that farmers are lowly, cunning people who love to take advantage and are lazy.

But it wasn't until today that he realized this contradiction.

That form of education artificially divides the differences between people.

The aristocratic landowners naturally possess kindness and virtue, and therefore show mercy to the lower classes.

However, the lower class people are also untouchables who are born with ignorant and blind labels. Therefore, most of the time, they do not need to be treated as human beings. Instead, they regard the various behaviors of untouchables to survive, such as stealing, cheating, etc., as manifestations of their bad nature.

Ryan's face turned serious and he said:

"No one can solve this problem, and food, clothing, housing and transportation are just the lowest and least challenging stage of this problem. If we all stagnate and intensify conflicts at this stage, it means that we are not doing a good enough job. These foods are inherently It is their own choice whether they take the food back to feed their livestock or feed their families if they have difficulties at home. If it is the latter, then our municipal department has really failed to fulfill its responsibilities and still has food. Citizens can’t have enough to eat.”

Beruca was still a little impatient and said hurriedly:

"Sir, the food is consumed so fast. If we save some at each level, it can last longer. They can't starve to death if they only eat two meals a day. Even the two meals they eat now are less than The three meals I had before were even richer.”

"Beruca, I understand how hard you work for the logistics department." Ryan stood up and walked towards the cafeteria, "But I thought about this issue earlier than you. I just want to see, in the current situation In the municipal department, can anyone think of this? How can Second Terra's massive urban construction, unlimited funding and food expenditure, and completely unstable economic system not collapse until now? Subjective initiative cannot defeat objective laws. If there is nothing in the pot, porridge cannot be cooked. Since we are about to run out of food, the granaries of other nobles are now the second Terra's. Also, all landowner families should keep appropriate. After the grain is collected, the stored grain will also be allocated to the Second Terra Logistics Department.”

Ryan's tone gradually calmed down, but it made Beruca and Bryce shudder. This meant that Ryan was going to formally seize the resources of Second Terra's original feudal landlord class to nurture Second Terra's continued development.

"Why, do you think that the landowners' giving of food to the farmers is a manifestation of your kindness, but it is absolutely impossible to give it all to these disgusting rats, untouchables, and dirty things who only deserve to work in the farmland for a lifetime, so that they can live a good life. day?"

Ryan turned around and looked at everyone, pointed at the dirty workers behind him, and said:

"In Second Terra, there are only citizens, no nobles."

Suddenly, Bryce remembered some of the words Ryan mentioned when building the canal. At that time, he had already felt fear.

But I never thought that Ryan would really decide to do this, because if he did so, even Gorgart Will, who provided legal support for Second Terra, would not be able to prevent the nobles from turning their anger towards Second Terra. .

But Ryan, who already has the Musketeers, won't care so much. Gaugart is busy preparing for the possible outbreak of the zombie plague, and hopes that Ryan will first integrate all the Turin territories south of the Pachy Mountains. Lest there be a traitor inside and let the plague invade.

Raising land from local tycoons was originally part of Ryan's plan, but now it's time to implement it.