Of course, it’s the fertility of the soil!
Many farmers have never realized this.
They still practice planting by just scattering seeds and relying on the weather!
Tate understood that by farming this way, there would surely be a bountiful harvest next year!
If such a masterpiece could be spread around the world.
What would happen?
The global food production would greatly increase!
It might even change the current world landscape!
Thinking of this, Tate looked towards the back,
there, Master Lynn was standing under the sunlight, letting the sun shine on him.
At this moment, he was so majestic!
Tate took out the metal pen and parchment from his bosom again, quickly recording.
A short while later.
After jotting down all the details, Tate wanted to find Lynn.
But he found that Lynn’s figure had already disappeared.
He walked over to Red and asked, "Sir, may I know where Lord has gone?"
Red glanced at him casually, then looked ahead.
Upon seeing the burly man in front of him remaining silent, Tate seemed to have thought of something and followed his gaze.
Tate’s eyes couldn’t help but widen again.
The Lord, Master Lynn, was cleaning weeds just like the villagers?
What was this situation?
...
Time slowly passed by.
During these few short days, five to six groups of nearly sixty to seventy villagers seeking refuge arrived at Lynn’s territory.
Only from them did he learn that the Iron Blood Brotherhood Bandit Corps had become increasingly rampant.
In just a few days, they had already plundered three or four villages.
However, Manor Lord Aiden Morrison took no action.
For the arrival of these villagers, Lynn chose to receive them all.
All were provided food and shelter, and he could obtain villagers with skills without having to spend fine salt for trading exchange, which he naturally accepted gladly.
The total population in the territory had already reached three thousand four hundred people!
But Lynn still felt there wasn’t enough labor.
The main castle and the handicraft workshop district were still not completed.
The Blacksmith Workshop still had three empty spots, waiting for villagers with forging skills to fill in.
The Bow and Arrow Workshop similarly needed craftsmen with production skills.
Especially, the armed soldiers in the territory only numbered three hundred even now!
However.
Regardless, the current development was much better than before!
Pressing down that slightly urgent emotion, Lynn glanced at the Heavenly Artifacts panel.
Collection: Level 1 (178/200) (+)
Lynn returned to clearing the weeds in the wasteland again.
...
At dusk.
A fast horse galloped along the manor’s road under the shining sun.
Looking at the increasingly close mansion ahead, Ford urged the horse to speed up once again.
Soon.
The fast horse stopped at the mansion’s entrance, a follower hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the reins.
Ford dismounted quickly and rushed inside the mansion.
Tap, tap, tap!
Amidst the curious gaze of the surrounding attendants, he dashed up the staircase and reached a room on the third floor.
Before getting close to the door, a piercing sound reached Ford’s ears.