A strange world

Chapter 1175 Section 97. Pioneering Fever

"Don't worry, Lord Jemima. We have always had a lot of trade with your territory..."

Olmedo was talking to a lord when he noticed Annan coming back.

"Excuse me." She said to the head of the Jemima family and went to Annan.

"How is it?"

"She decided to find out for us."

Annan didn't know how the Stuhn Ratman could bear it. If it were him, the fruits of victory were stolen and slandered. He could have nine ways to retaliate, nine ways!

It would be fine if the Stuhn Ratman was patient and planned revenge, but if not... He also wanted to pinch this soft persimmon.

Cathy brought the little blue dragon to eat and drink at the banquet, attracting the attention of the guests, while Lily ran to rub against Annan with a twang.

"Meow~"

"Did you fight?" Annan picked up Lily.

"There were kids chasing cats, Cathy chased them away."

"Cathy did a good job." Annan rubbed Lily's head.

Annan didn't want to be disturbed by the boring guests, so he walked to Idyliya and talked to her about some family matters.

However, the knight from the Franco territory came over again and took the initiative to talk: "Lord Annan, Lord Franco sent me here in the hope of trade cooperation with Free City."

"Trade... go find Olmedo, she is in charge of foreign affairs." Annan said indifferently.

Bro, who was arrogant at first and respectful later, saluted and walked away.

"You finally look like a lord." Idyliya said with relief.

Annan's indifference quickly melted: "Really!?"

He just wanted to throw the trouble to Olmedo... So this is what a lord should do? !

"Only just now..."

At night, this gathering of forces on the western edge of Middle-earth ended. It seemed that something happened, and it seemed that nothing happened. After returning home, each force still lived as usual.

Except for Free City, which has new changes every day.

…

The Free City was filled with humid sea fog in the early morning.

Standing in the fog for a while, your body will be covered with dewdrops. Only when the sun rises and the sunlight shines on the earth, will you feel warm and dry.

At this time, the square in front of the City Lord's Mansion was surrounded by a large group of people.

Hunter squeezed in the crowd, tiptoed, trying to hear the voice of the person in front of him reading the announcement.

After two months of hard work by the mages in the Mage Tower, everyone in Gem Bay has mastered the common language - but there are too many people around, and Hunter can't see what the notice says.

"...Open farmland leasing, anyone who has been a farmer or wants to be a farmer can go to the Ministry of Agriculture to submit an application within three days -"

Wow -

The crowd in the square was noisy.

"What do you mean?" Hunter asked the person next to him who didn't understand.

"We can have our own farmland!"

"But didn't he say we have to pay to rent it?"

"You only need to pay 1 copper coin to rent 100 square meters, and the wasteland you reclaim is free of tax for the first three years. What's the difference between this and giving it away!"

"How big is 100 square meters?"

"It's one hundredth of a hectare."

"How big is 1 hectare?"

"It's..." The person next to him was speechless for a moment, "It's so big!"

"So big..."

Hunter's mind almost had a scene of a large golden wheat field belonging to him.

"Brother, do you want to cooperate? Let's rent a field together!"

The person next to him bumped into him, puncturing his dream.

"I... I don't have much money." Hunter's voice was much lower.

"I don't have any either, so we work together to reclaim wasteland!"

Hunter was moved: "My name is Hunter, what's your name?"

"My name is Jack, the same name as the lord!"

"Isn't the lord called Annan?"

Jack looked proud: "You don't know this? The lord has several names, Jack, Potter, Dracula are all his names!"

Hunter didn't want to think of a name, his mind was occupied by "his own farmland", while others were still discussing, he pulled Jack to the Ministry of Agriculture.

"You ran the wrong way, over there!"

A few minutes later, Hunter and Jack rushed to the Ministry of Agriculture and were stopped outside by the guards.

"Sir, we want to reclaim wasteland..."

Seeing the "master", Hunter, who was excited, became nervous again.

The guard turned around and shouted "Work", and a young female official came out and asked gently: "What are your names?"

"I...I..."

"I'm Jack, he's Hunter." Jack continued.

The young female official nodded, took a parchment list and wrote down their names: "The nearest wasteland is also 20 miles away from Liberty City. Can you accept it?"

"No... It doesn't matter."

They didn't live in the city anyway.

"Then do you want to rent farm tools and seeds?"

"How much?" Hunter went to search his pockets.

"No money. You only need to return the seeds when you harvest. Farm tools are also free to use, but you have to pay for damage."

"We borrow!" Jack shouted.

The young female official checked something on the list and continued: "Do you need oxen and skeleton farmers?"

"What are skeleton farmers?"

"They are undead creatures transformed by skeleton soldiers. They can help you farm, fertilize, water and drive away birds."

"We don't have money..."

"Both oxen and skeleton farmers are free, but you have to find food for them."

They know about cattle, just cut some grass, there are plenty in the wild...

"What do skeleton farmers eat..." Hunter shrugged.

"Nothing, just be careful not to let them do too much work at night."

"We rent!" Jack said loudly.

"But you have to reclaim more than one hectare of wasteland to be eligible to rent oxen and skeleton farmers."

The two disagreed on how much wasteland to rent.

"We rent one...one hectare." Hunter said.

"No, rent five hectares!" Jack rushed to say.

The young female official observed Hunter and Jack, one was strong and the other was short and thin, and almost understood: "It's your will to rent as much land as you want, but be careful, if there is wasteland that is shelved and the yield is not up to standard, you will be deprived of the right to continue farming."

Jack was scared: "Then two...three hectares will do."

"I've registered, come and get the farm tools with me."

Hunter and Jack followed the young female official to the warehouse and received the farm tools...all brand new!

He gently stroked these farm tools made of fine iron as if he was stroking his lover, and was reluctant to put them back.

"Don't worry, the farm tools have been registered in your name. We will send someone to deliver them to you after you choose the wasteland." The young female official said.

She led them to the cowshed and the dormitory of the skeleton farmer.

The skeleton farmer sounded gentle, but the image of the skeleton could scare many people.

"Does it bite people..." Jack hid behind Hunter.

"The probability of it hurting you is lower than that of a working ox."

Hunter stared at the skeleton farmer in a daze, and his eyes, which had been silent for twenty years, gradually became bright.

This was the closest he had ever been to magic and supernatural things.