Almighty Lord: I can modify hidden entries

"Since the fire broke out last night, there have been a lot of rumors in the town... saying that this fire is a punishment from the gods. The fire that was thrown down will not be extinguished, and it is punishing... you."

"Moreover, the fire in the granary has not yet been extinguished. In addition, some people have discovered that even if the food can be rescued, it seems to be contaminated by fire poison and is no longer edible."

"Many residents feel that staying in Snow Valley Town is waiting for death, and many are planning to move away."

Regarding the rumors and the news that people were leaving, Gegil's face did not change much, and he just said lightly: "I know."

At this time, a servant happened to come to report.

"Sir, Collector Harold is here to visit."

Hearing Harold's name, a flash of anger flashed in Gergil's eyes.

"Bring him to see me."

"yes."

Every time, the attendant brought Harold, the tax collector of Snow Valley Town, to Gergill's living room.

"Baron Gergil, I feel deeply sorry for the disaster that has occurred in your territory."

"There are natural and man-made disasters, and I am very powerless. Mr. Harold, do you have anything to do with you coming to me at this time?"

Facing Gergil's inquiry, Harold directly informed him of the purpose of the visit.

"The granary was burned down. I went to inspect the site. I'm afraid you won't be able to pay this year's grain levy as promised, but this year there is a forced levy order signed by His Majesty the Emperor..."

"Even if this kind of thing happened in your territory, I'm afraid it would be a bit powerless for me to exempt you from the grain collection due to my position."

"Sir Harold, I accept your kindness, and I will find a way to deal with this matter as soon as possible."

Faced with Harold's words, Gergill thought that the other party was here to remind him of the consequences of refusing to pay the grain tax, but he did not expect that the other party waved his hand.

"Baron Gergil, you misunderstood. What I meant was that although I have no way to exempt myself, I can delay the time for collecting food."

"The food collection team will arrive tomorrow. I will explain the situation here to the person in charge and postpone the food collection until the end of this month. I hope you can handle this tragedy as soon as possible during this time."

After listening to Harold's words, the expression on Gergil's face gradually recovered and turned slightly rosy.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Harold..."

"Don't worry yet, Baron Gergill. The grain collection can be postponed, but the taxes cannot be postponed. After all, this is what I want to take back for delivery. Can you...understand?"

"I understand, I understand, butler!"

As an old fox who was almost over fifty years old, how could Gergil not understand the meaning of the other party's words.

Then he called the housekeeper and gave instructions.

"Go to the treasury, withdraw the prepared taxes, and get twenty more gold coins."

"Yes, sir."

After the butler received the order, he immediately went to take out the prepared money box.

Gergil smiled at Harold.

"Tomorrow the food collection team will arrive. These twenty gold coins will be regarded as their 'expense' for being stationed in Snow Valley Town, Mr. Harold, and they must be accepted."

"I will accept your Lord Baron's kindness."

Facing Gergil's blatant bribery, Harold accepted it without making any excuses.

After sending Harold off, Gergil quickly thought about how to fill the gap of 300 tons in grain requisition.

Now even if I have half a month more time to collect taxes on food, I still need a place to buy it.

The national war was about to begin, and if those unscrupulous grain dealers did not hoard the grain for half a year before selling it, Gejir would write his name upside down.

But now the only way was for these people. After some helpless thinking, Gejir immediately picked up a pen and started writing letters, preparing to send them to the surrounding lords and grain merchants.

See if they can sell him some grain, even if the price is a little more expensive, that won't hurt.

Half an hour later, a dozen letters were sent from Snow Valley Castle and delivered to various lords and merchants.

…

In a building in Snow Valley Town, Hobert, who had carried out the fire attack on the granary, gathered with several scattered team members to discuss the follow-up plan again.

"That's weird. You guys probably only spread rumors last night to slow down their efforts to put out the fire, right?"

"No, we were hiding in the house to rest last night."

"It's not us either. We are still thinking of what to say."

Seeing everyone shaking their heads in denial, the expression on Hobert's face became even stranger.

"But why did this rumor become so outrageous? Before we even said the news about escaping, they spread it among themselves..."

From last night to now, Hobert has been paying attention to the rumors outside.

In addition to the fire attack, their team also had to spread the news of panic escape. Only when a large number of residents fled and evacuated Snow Valley Town could they leave safely.

Otherwise, just last night I saw hundreds of soldiers dispatched from Xuegu Town to search the surrounding area. I am afraid that these people would be discovered before they could go far.

After scratching his head, Hobert simply skipped this question.

"Now that the panic has been caused, the next step is to wait for an opportunity to spread the news that Qingyuan Town has food, housing and jobs."

"Everyone should be careful in this step. The Lord of Snow Valley is probably on guard. When promoting, remember to dress yourself a little messy so that no one can recognize you."

"yes!"

After simply arranging the tasks, the group quickly left here and brought the obtained tasks back to their teammates.

In the afternoon, the group began to spread relevant news about Qingyuan Town. When a fire burned down the warehouse and burned all the food, they were confused and desperate, and all the news about Qingyuan Town was like heaven.

Suddenly the entire Snow Valley town was discussing the news about Qingyuan Town.

"Have you heard? The caravan that just came from outside brought news that Qingyuan Town will have a bumper harvest this year, and Lord Qingyuan is still recruiting. I heard that in the past, if you can pass the job, you can get five silver coins. It’s about the settlement fee.”

"Isn't that right? I heard about Lord Qingyuan's recruitment before. Unfortunately, I couldn't bear to part with the fields here at that time. Now they are all burned down. I plan to take my family over there tomorrow to have a look."

"Aren't you afraid that the news is false? As far as I know, Qingyuan Town is a very poor place, not even half the size of Snow Valley Town."

"Are you saying you are not well-informed? I will tell you secretly that I have a relative in Qingyuan Town. It is said that as long as they work hard, they can even eat things like fine salt crystal candy!"

…

Most of the news that circulated in Xuegu Town is true, except for a few outrageous ones, such as the one where you can get fine salt crystal candy by going to Qingyuan Town.

As for the so-called settling-in fee, Gudern did indeed mention it, and the recruitment order from Jinyuan City has also been publicized.

The circulation of some news to Snow Valley Town can be considered as a side proof of the fidelity of these messages.

As the lord of Snow Valley, Gejir naturally received these messages.

Looking at the messages with examples listed one by one, Gezier glanced at the several letters that had been sent back on the table and couldn't help but ponder.

Not surprisingly, the letters that came back were all rejected.

Gejir had also foreseen this situation. After all, a national war was about to begin, and these guys with noses more sensitive than dogs must take advantage of now to hoard more food.

As for selling?

Only a fool would sell such a large amount now.

Turning his attention back to the message, Gejier thought about it. If it was true as mentioned above, what was the probability that he would go to Qingyuan Ridge to find Gudern to buy food?

And how much does it cost?

At this moment, he didn't care how bad the relationship between the two was. He could only try to think about it, and then wrote a letter and asked someone to send it to Qingyuan Town.

That night, Gudern received a letter from Gergill in Snow Valley Town.

After reading the content of the letter, Gudern showed a hint of surprise on his face. Is Gezier out of his mind?

Did you come to him to ask for food?

But from this point of view, his plan to burn down the warehouse seems to have worked.

Regarding Gergil's letter to purchase grain, Gudern thought for a moment and then wrote a reply and asked the messenger to take it back.

Gudern did not reject Gergill's request in his letter, but he also did not agree. He just asked him to send someone to negotiate.

Chapter 94 No choice but to compromise and give away the boy

August 15th, in modern times, would be the Mid-Autumn Festival, a good day to admire the full moon.

But for Gejir, no matter what major holiday it is today, it is a bad day for him.

The letters sent out yesterday have also come back, and the ending is not what Ta expected, all of them were politely rejected.

Moreover, the town's granary has been burning since the night before yesterday. Although the open flame is still basically suppressed, black smoke is still rising over the granary, and flames are still coming out from time to time.

There is still basically no hope of rescuing food from it.

With a hint of exhaustion, Gejir picked up the last letter and looked at it. It was sent from Qingyuan Town.

Gezier had no expectations about what Gudern could reply to him. He just tore open the sealing wax and took out the letter paper inside to check.

‘Baron Gergill, I am deeply sympathetic to what happened in your territory. ’

‘In the current situation, it is also a pressure for Qingyuan Town to purchase such a large amount of food. ’

‘If you really need it, you can send someone to Qingyuan Town to have a detailed discussion. ’

Gudern's reply contained only these three short sentences. He did not say whether it would work or not. He only asked him to watch and send someone to talk if necessary.

As for whether we can talk about success? That’s another story.

The words in the letter made Gejier ponder for a long time.

After a long time, he suddenly knocked on the table and asked into the air.

"Did you find anything?"

"No, the fire was undoubtedly man-made, but these people did not run away directly. They searched the surrounding area for dozens of miles and only found a temporary abandoned camp."

The gloomy and hoarse voice suddenly remembered, and Gejir sighed helplessly after getting the result.

Then he got up and went to prepare men, carriages and horses to go to Qingyuan Town.

A group of carriages and horses slowly left the castle and came to the road outside the town. Gejir saw many people gathering in large and small bags again, and he knew in his heart that they were leaving Snow Valley Town.

Gezier had nothing to say about their choice. In the face of a crisis of food shortage for a whole year, it was normal for him to leave his hometown and go to other places to produce.