C44 Sickle emergence

"Take out a crappy mansion and keep threatening people. Once or twice, they wouldn't utter a single word. Now, it's time to slap them in the face!" She was worried that Nan Feng would be angry, so she put this matter on her shoulders. If she did not return to the Residence of Shang and return to the Residence of Shang, that person would be hard to find.

After exiting the Duke Shang Mansion of China, Nan Feng casually walked on the streets. He felt that he had been a little too rash, but he really couldn't take it anymore. Some time ago, he had endured it all because the Duke Hua Shang had a high position. The most important reason was because he had a hearty meal.

"That's right! I let you have no bottom line, now that you've been slapped in the face, you've been slapped in the face. " Mrs. Shang glanced at Husband snappily.

"Actually, it's pretty good too. Endure alone won't solve the problem. When it's time to go berserk, it's time to go berserk, it's a man's style." Duke Hua Shang didn't have the slightest consciousness that he had been slapped in the face.

"You really shouldn't be beating up a kid like that. I'm too embarrassed to take you down. When someone finished cooking, they would leave. Why? "Isn't it because he has an attitude that he can't afford to offend us and can avoid us?" The Mrs. Shang said.

"Don't worry, didn't he run away? Monk can't run away, let's go to Daughter Mansion to eat tonight. " The Duke Hua Shang said.

"You're still going? "I don't want to go because my face is gone." Mrs. Shang was unwilling.

"We must go and see what his attitude is. If he pretends that nothing has happened, then it proves that his future is limitless. If he still has that smelly face, then he is too immature." Duke Hua Shang told him the reason why he wanted to go to the Summer Palace.

Walking on the main street, Nan Feng breathed in a few breaths of cold air, feeling much better.

He Yi walked a few steps and caught up with Nan Feng.

"He Yi, I'm sorry! I can't hold the fire any longer. " Nan Feng apologised to He Yi in embarrassment.

"It's nothing, not to mention you, even I, my father, was constantly pressing on you. I didn't even notice that I was living alone outside." She understood Nan Feng's temperament. Being able to endure till now was mostly due to her pride, just as Nan Feng had said, he didn't really care about a mansion.

"Is the lord really not angry? "I've offended you, lord, father." Nan Feng looked at He Yi.

"Offended? No! You underestimate my father. Who is he? He will act like nothing has happened. The next time I see you, he will still be smiling, but it will still be the same. " He Yi said.

After listening to He Yi's words, Nan Feng stopped moving his feet. Since he had already decided not to be threatened, in the future, when they get along, Nan Feng would not take on any of Duke Hua Shang's tricks again.

Nan Feng and He Xin arrived at the resource residence of the Royal palace and investigated the production revenues for the past five years.

After that, the two of them went to the kingdom's military and government official residence. They checked the annual military expenditures and where the expenses were, the consumption of equipment, the consumption of personnel, the consumption of pension, and so on.

Nan Feng looked through it while taking notes. He didn't really understand it, so when Nan Feng looked through it and recorded it, she just stayed there quietly.

After he finished recording, Nan Feng stretched, "This big chair sitting is very comfortable."

"If the chair master knows about this, he would probably be able to skin you alive." He Yi glanced at Nan Feng and told him who the owner of the chair was. It was the commander of the kingdom's army, the chair of the Purple Thorn Princess.

"It can't be? It's just sitting at the chair s place, yet you're skinning? " After Nan Feng finished speaking, he stood up. The members of the royal family of the Purple Thorn Empire had just experienced the fierceness of the latter, so he did not want to offend another person like him.

Afterwards, Yi Yi explained to Nan Feng about the current situation in the Purple Thorn Empire. There were two people who were the most important to the Purple Thorn Emperor, one was his father, the other was the Duke Hua Shang, the one who was in charge of some government affairs. The other person was the Purple Thorn Princess, she was the commander of the army in charge of all the troops in the.

"Princess's armor never leaves her body, the one with the sword is a treasured sword she uses, whoever she kills will be beheaded first before they leave." He Yi said.

"Then what about my Hundred Sabres?" Nan Feng asked.

"Ugh …" It's also a treasured blade, but you still have to give an explanation if you want to kill a noble, because your status is not high enough. " He paused for a moment before speaking.

Nan Feng did not say anything, after tidying up the information, he looked at the Xuan paper on the side, holding a brush, he wrote down the five big words, "Hero, you do not want to lose face", and then left the military and political official's residence.

After tidying up the information, Nan Feng discovered that the Purple Thorn Empire's productivity was indeed low. The Realm s of the Kingdom were very big, but the food produced every year was not much.

"He Yi, where did you make the farm tools you use? Are they from the counties? "Are there any records of agricultural tools? Which department should we check this in?" Nan Feng looked at He Yi and asked.

"I don't know. Let's go to the blacksmith to ask, there should be samples of all the tools in the blacksmith's shop." He Yi said.

When they reached the outskirts of Capital City, Nan Feng and He Yi finally found the smithy. After walking for a while, Nan Feng confirmed that the farming tools used by the farmers in this world were nothing more than pickaxes, straight machetes, hoes, and even heavy iron ploughs.

Shaking his head, Nan Feng felt that the low productivity and the backwardness in the production of tools were the main reasons.

"Nan Feng, is there a problem with these things?" He Yi asked.

"There is a problem. If the problem is solved and the tax system is changed accordingly, then the Purple Thorn Empire's productivity will double." Nan Feng said in a low voice.

"Then hurry up and finish it." He Yi said.

"Is this something that I, the last viscount, should do? Those dukes and Counts, are they all decorations? " Nan Feng replied with a hearty word.

He Yi did not reply because he did not know how to answer. Nan Feng was not wrong.

After returning to the residence, Nan Feng organized the information. Even when the Duke Hua Shang arrived, he did not know that was drawing a sample of the scythe.

"What are you doing?" Is it really that ugly? " Seeing Nan Feng stop writing, Duke Hua Shang who had been looking at the brush for a while asked.

"Young Master is here, I don't know, sorry to trouble you." Nan Feng stood up and cupped his hands in greeting.

"It's nothing. Tell me, what is this for?" Duke Hua Shang pointed to the scythe blueprint and asked.

Right now, the Purple Thorn Empire farmers use wood knives, they can only chop and chop, chopping is not a problem, but when harvesting the crops, they are doing all sorts of hard and small jobs, the branches and stems of the crops are very fine, but the toughness of the wood knives is not suitable, and this kind of scythe is different. Nan Feng pointed to the scythe's blueprint and said.

"It's really that easy to use?" Duke Hua Shang looked at Nan Feng and asked.

"It has to be useful. Let's make one now and try cutting it when we get back." Nan Feng laughed.

"No need to wait for us to eat, let's go to craftsman's workshop." The Duke Hua Shang said to the Wife before pulling Nan Feng away.