not a "person"
We continue walking through the land where wheat fields spread out like a blue sea.
Wheat fields have a strong image of being golden, but at this time of year they are still green.
Just a little more and the entire surface will be dyed golden yellow in no time.
This is the busiest time for serfs, as the wheat must be harvested before it turns into white ears.
We are now preparing for the harvest. Taking care of the tools used for harvesting, growing in other fields Hieormillet BubblesIf we don't do some work such as weeding the weeds growing in the fields and preventing bird damage, we will be very busy as we will have to do all the work to harvest the wheat.
That's why, if there are people in the upper class who are in a situation where they're in a situation where they're not doing their job, I wish they would show at least a little compassion for the people.
The scenery changes as you approach the center of the village.
The number of houses that can be seen here and there increases from the peaceful natural scenery, and as you get closer to the school, it becomes full of buildings.
That said, it's not like Japan with two-story houses and buildings lining up. Except for the school, everything is a one-story building.
Furthermore, the structure of the building is basically made of clay walls.
To make a mud wall, combine the wooden pillars of a building that has been built in advance with a lattice of bamboo or straw, coat it with a mixture of wheat straw and clay-like soil, let it dry thoroughly, and then lay it out. A mixture of fine soil and sand mixed with fine straw is layered several times to complete the work.
If possible, it would be nice to paint white plaster on top of this, as it would look white and give a sense of cleanliness, and it would also have a humidity control effect, but it doesn't seem like we can spend that much money on the building.
However, the only two-story building in the village, the school, is painted white with plaster, making it quite conspicuous.
This is proof that this country is putting a lot of effort into education.
Go through the school gate and enter the school.
True to my word, I opened the sliding door to the classroom with my shoes still on.
"Good morning everyone"
"Good morning Haiku, Irene, Kai."
He is Fouche. He's the same age as us, and he's aiming to become a civilian.
Fuche also decided to go to the city to receive an education in the city.
He lives in the center of the village, and if he tries his best, his house is within a minute's walk of the school. I'm jealous because unlike us, he has less time to go to school.
His father is an official in this village. So you don't have to get up so early like a serf.
Fouche has to help with the housework in the morning, so I think he should just sleep until the last minute, but he seems to come to school earlier than everyone else and study.
I have to follow your example and solve my homework.
"Show me your homework. Good morning, Foucher."
"Hike. You may be trying to use 'inversion' to emphasize something important, but I don't think this is the time to use it."
I can't help but stop my hand and thrust it in. No, no, let's move on.
"What did Kai say? Well, it means that I can use that 'somehow method' to give orders to Fouche."
"Even if I ask you to show me your homework, I have no intention of showing it to you, and I hate that the words ``homework'' come out before ``good morning.'' Above all, you misunderstand the ``law'' and think that you can give orders to me. I have nothing to show the person doing it."
"Give up. Fouche also says this, so it's something you should do yourself in the first place."
"Isn't that good? Fouche can make a loan to me, and this year I can get the best insurance that I can always rely on in case of trouble in the future."
"I think I've already given you insurance for the rest of your life. So, there's no need for me to add more insurance."
"Don't say that. Hey, isn't that fine?"
"I'm persistent. Follow Kai and do it quickly."
"...Kai. If you finish your homework and show it to me, you have the best insurance for the future..."
"I also give Haiku life insurance.
Saying that, I hand over the finished homework to Haiku.
Homework is the multiplication and division of numbers learned in the lower grades of elementary school.
It's about 20 questions so you can finish it quickly. It's easy because it's the same homework as aspiring officers.
Even I, who sublimated my dislike of mathematics, will finish this quickly.
"You're as quick as ever. And you're too lenient on the hike. If you're going to finish it so quickly, you should do it properly."
"It's early in the morning, so I want to sleep until the very last minute. If you want to finish it before class starts, you won't waste time if you do it after you get to school. You're just making the most of your time."
"Sounds like something to say."
"I'm fine with this, Foucher. I just don't want to waste time on anything."
"Hun"
Foucher has a sense of rivalry with me.
He seems to be aiming to overtake me, perhaps because I'm aspiring to become a civil servant and my grades are slightly better.
I loved learning about and being exposed to the history of battles, but I generally dislike fighting and competition.
Even in my previous world, people who love military history and history are mistakenly thought to love battles, but I love the lives of past heroes, their decisions on the battlefield, their relationships with those around them, and the bonds they have with their friends. I like the coolness of facing adversity head-on.
It may seem childish, but at the heart of it lies admiration, respect, admiration, and affection for them.
So even if Foucher has a sense of friendship, I don't have a sense of rivalry from the start.
"Oh, what are you doing in a daze?"
"Kai! Can you hear me!?"
"...n-ah...sorry. I was thinking."
"Taku, even though I'm always in a daze, I always rank first in class."
"I wonder why I always lose to Kai, even though I'm always so carefree."
Cack, cack, cack
The sound of footsteps echoes from the hallway.
This school building is made of wood, and the hallways are also made of old wood.
The building itself has the atmosphere of an old Japanese elementary school.
I like this school because it has a pleasant, unique, old-fashioned smell.
"Hey, the teacher is coming in. Take your seats!"
"That's right. Kai, I won't lose today."
"Let's all do our best."
Everyone quickly takes their seats.
We high schoolers sit side by side in the back seats. Our grade is eighteen.
There are 20 rows of seats available, and two seats are empty.
There are 3 vertical rows and 20 horizontal seats, so a total of 60 people can sit, and they sit in order from the lowest grade to the front.
yeah? If the population of a village is capped at 300 people, but 60 of them are children, children will make up one-fifth of the village, and it is not difficult to increase or decrease the number of 300 people depending on the number of children. Ever?
Normally, if you set the tax to 300 people, the increase or decrease in the number of children will be a hindrance, and I think that the officials will have a hard time with the increase in work.
However, there is an easier way to calculate it.
There is no need to adjust the number of children to be born, or to move only newborn children to villages with few children.
The basic premise is different.
Because we children are not "people."