Crusade against the Pope

Chapter 233 Germination
History is always unpredictable. The most developed regions in the 20th century, Europe and the United States, were completely barbaric and still in darkness in the 12th century.

Before the Middle East became a depression in the Eurasian continent, it had records of civilization dating back thousands of years.

Babylon came, Persia came, and Rome came.

When the Eastern and Western Empires split, the productivity and economy of the Eastern Empire were still significantly stronger than those of the Western Empire, and survived the subsequent collapse of Rome.

Even in the 12th century, when European towns began to rise, they were still just pursuers.

Even if we don’t compare it with the Song Dynasty of the same era, whether it is Constantinople, the “city of world desire”, Baghdad, the “city of peace”, Cairo, the “city of victory”, Damascus, the “eye of Islam”, Cordoba, the “Pearl of the West”…

These were all Franks from the Catholic world, a city so big that they had never seen it before.

These huge cities actually also mean prosperous civic life and economy, and mean that there is a developed handicraft industry in the Arab region.

The concept of commodity exchange already existed in this land without the need for Garys to actively guide it.

The self-sufficiency of the manor system was not the norm in the Kingdom of Jerusalem.

"After we collected less taxes, some things started to emerge naturally."

Before leaving the room, Garys glanced once more at Aaron, who was lying in bed.

The child was not actually ill, he just lacked a pair of shoes and caught a cold in December. Besides, he was malnourished and needed to rest.

But how long can he support himself? He is completely unable to pay for his own medical expenses. In fact, if his family could pay for their own medical expenses, why would they not even have a pair of shoes?

The emergence of capital is not something particularly rare. It has appeared at many times and in many places.

But because it was not bloody enough, was not watered with more flesh and blood, and was not nourished by enough human lives, it perished.

If we look at the process of capital wealth growth in stages, taking the area around Manchester in the UK as an example, according to the works of Dr. Aikin, it can be divided into four periods.

In the first period, workshop owners had to work hard to make a living. They made a lot of money by exploiting parents who sent their children to work as apprentices. These parents had to pay high tuition fees, while the apprentices often went hungry.

At the same time, average profits were so low that the accumulation of wealth required extreme frugality. They lived like misers, not even spending the interest on their capital.

Entering the second period, the workshop owners began to accumulate some wealth, but they still worked as hard as before, because, as all slave overseers knew, supervising the workers' labor was also physically demanding.

Most of the workshop owners and factory owners in Tyre were in these two periods, especially the first period.

They are not only the organizers of production, but also the producers who directly participate in labor. They accumulate wealth not only by exploiting others, but also by their own blood and sweat.

Because of this, they are fully aware of the pain they are experiencing and will double their efforts to extract benefits from others.

After this year's tax reform, the consumption capacity of farmers in surrounding areas has increased, and a large number of workshop owners find it profitable to expand production.

As a result, they recruited more apprentices to produce more goods.

And in this process, the warmth and tenderness of feudal society began to be torn apart.

A large number of workshop owners began to transition from the first period to the second period.

In other words, their work gradually changed from producing by themselves to supervising the labor of others.

Among these people, there are quite a few workshop owners who are unwilling to give their apprentices even one day off a week. They try their best to squeeze out the value of their apprentices.

Of course, these things were actually what Gailis learned in his previous life. He didn't know whether the situation in Tyre was the same.

As he walked along, he had passed through at least three neighborhoods that were no different from slums. The various wars in the past two years had caused too many outsiders to flood into the city of Tyre.

Compared with Karak, which has only 6,000 people, the population of Tyre may be close to 30,000.

In those blocks, the streets were filled with people who were completely different from another world. They were short, had sad faces, and many of them were drunk.

In a neighborhood like that, the air is filled with the sound of vitriol and quarrel.

A staggering woman and an old man were searching for leftover food in the garbage dump.

As for the children, it's the same. No matter what they find, as long as it looks edible, they will put it into their mouths.

In fact, if it weren't for the Paladin group that began to form the rudiments of a police system, everything here would have been even worse.

Whenever he thought of what he had seen before, Gailis felt a chill down his spine.

His clothes were not fancy, but they were enough to attract the attention of the children around him.

In that smelly and sticky world, Garys felt the pain deeply. The pain was like huge waves in the sea of ​​corpses, which was about to swallow Garys.

In such suffering, even Gellis, who possesses extraordinary powers, still feels powerless.

He can kill anyone in this world, but it will not change the fate of these people as a group or a class.

"Alexandros, please help me meet Isabella and tell her that I'm back, but I'm not in a hurry to get involved in politics. I need to look directly at some things that I have ignored in the past year."

"In this land, so many lives are oppressed by death. Their faces are so distorted that I don't even want to look at them and try to escape."

"I want to know how these people, who are no different from grass, live and die. I want to know what they really need and how to help them..."

Alexandros, who had been following Garys these days, had seen everything that Garys had seen.

But unlike Gellis, Gellis was born into a noble family in this life as well as his previous life. He grew up in the palace with a golden key in his mouth and had Isabella as his childhood sweetheart.

This kind of life was something Alexandros had never even thought of in the first half of his life. If Garys felt like he was being drowned when he saw those sufferings.

Alexandros, on the other hand, felt like he had returned home...

The stench of corpses, the life of digging for food in the soil, and the numbness and lack of emotions made him feel particularly "familiar" yet chilling.

But what Alexandros himself wanted to do was to escape from that world at all costs.

Instead, Garys intends to enter that world. Is this the difference between him and the Prophet?
Subconsciously, Alexandros made the sign of the cross. In front of that world, even Gailis seemed pale and powerless.

Being invincible on the battlefield does not mean being omnipotent in the social and economic aspects.

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Aaron was lying on the hospital bed. He had woken up, but was still very weak. In the absence of medical care and medicine, even the students taught by Garys could only do very limited things.

Apart from a small amount of medicine, most of the help was for recuperation. Aaron's real problem was severe malnutrition, which led to low immunity. Then Clovis prescribed him a few bowls of soft-boiled eggs.

Aaron's complexion actually improved a lot with those bowls of soft-boiled eggs and some stewed soup with bread. But his doctor, Clovis, never let him leave the hospital, because he was too weak after recovering from a serious illness, and it would be better for him to rest for a few more days.

Aaron's father came to see Aaron these two days, but he had to go out and make money, so he just came to see him.

Although he looked very unhappy, he still took out two silver dirhams from his pocket and gave them to Aaron.

As for Aaron's mother, she couldn't come to take care of the child because he had younger brothers and sisters.

Every time he saw Doctor Clovis, he kept talking about how poor his family was.

Then he would babble on about something, like Aaron's master was already planning to start looking for a new apprentice.

A numb person will not feel that he is numb. In fact, in this busy life, Aaron doesn’t even know how to cry or laugh.

Listening to his mother's seemingly casual words, Aaron could only curl up on the hospital bed, trying to block his ears and forget about it. He only hoped that after he was discharged from the hospital, he could still go to his master's house to work before dawn every day.

It's not that he misses the stick in his master's hand, but he can't think of any other way to live better in this city except for days like this.

After all, if you have learned the skill of shoemaking, you can set up a stall.

In fact, it is also a way to change your destiny and cross the class.

Even if you just go door to door or sell shoes in the countryside, you can still make money.

But now, my master probably doesn't want me anymore, and I can't get back the money my father paid.

The door of the room was pushed open, and Clovis, the director of the hospital and also the only official doctor, walked in.

Doctor Clovis was from Transjordan, or more precisely, from the Arnon Valley, and was one of the first people to follow Garys.

He was a medical worker at first and learned some life-saving techniques from Gairis. Later, he went to the Alhadi Town School for further studies. With the simple teaching materials compiled by Gairis, he worked as a student under Abdullah for a year and a half.

During this year and a half, his medical skills had become much better than those of other Frank doctors of his time.

Since Tyre was short of talent, he was sent here with a small team to set up a small hospital, or clinic.

Their clinic is not very famous in Tyre.

Firstly, their medical skills are not as good as Garys's after all.

The second reason is that they have limited manpower.

Therefore, from the very beginning, it actually had nothing to do with civilians like Aaron, and it was mainly to serve the military.

Apart from those who are related to the religious system and some wealthy people who have both money and connections, there are actually no ordinary patients in this small clinic.

For the lower-class civilians, they only know that behind this clinic are some big shots at the kingdom level, and they will not come here to cause trouble.

"doctor."

"Ok?"

"How much does the medicine cost?"

"Why do you care about this? Don't worry, someone has already covered it for you."

Clovis made a random remark, but he was actually lying, and no one came to pay Aaron's bill.

It was the [Prophet] Garys, who was also his teacher, who brought Aaron to the clinic. Could he really collect money?

Of course, if Clovis really wanted to collect the money, it would be quite expensive.

You know, he mixed allicin into the food and fed it to Aaron.

In today's upper class of Tyre, a portion of allicin can easily cost more than a dozen gold dinars, and it is truly hailed as a miracle drug.

That amount of money is something Aaron's family could hardly earn back in a whole year.

"How many?"

In this clean white ward, Clovis, wearing a white coat, heard the boy's words, noticed the stubbornness on the boy's face, and after hesitating for a long time, he reported a number.

"Not expensive, two gold dinars."

When Clovis heard the price, he saw Aaron's pupils shrink. Obviously, this price alone was enough to shatter Aaron's extravagant hopes.

As the director of the hospital in Tyre, how much money does Clovis make a month? Not too much, but not a small amount either. The basic salary alone can reach 4 gold dinars.

It can be said that in such a ward, the class difference between Clovis and Aaron has become extremely clear, and Clovis can change the fate of the child in front of him with just one word.

Looking at the child in front of him, Clovis's compassion was moved again. He wanted to say something, but swallowed it back.

He was not Gellis. In fact, if Gellis was not a "prophet", Clovis would never believe what he said.

What is "God is hidden in the face of the victim", what is "Jesus who was nailed to the cross and once failed is the gospel of liberation for the poor and the victims"...

If ordinary people say these words, they are just saying them.

But Gaillis was serious and showed great power.

Clovis himself was a beneficiary, but he knew his own limits.

There are more than a thousand children like Aaron in the city. Human power is limited and we cannot do anything about it.

He saved one person today because Garys came. If Garys had not come, he would never have given the precious medicine to the poor for free.

Because, it’s impossible to save him, it’s impossible to save him at all.

The most expensive thing in the world is actually free.

If Aaron was a scoundrel and a jerk, Clovis didn't want to talk to him at all.

But since this child is planning to repay his debt, it means that this person has a valuable quality: dignity.

Clovis would not take away the boy's dignity, so he found a job for Aaron.

(End of this chapter)