If I let you farm, will you become the emperor of the empire?

The effect of applying 1,000 kilograms of fertilizer per mu of land was remarkable, and the yield of soybeans per mu was about 170 kilograms, which was higher than Roman expected.

Because more was planted, more was harvested.

Roman also breathed a sigh of relief and regained his confidence in this land.

Mainly because the wheat yield last time really disgusted him.

For a long time in the future, soybeans and other grains will dominate the table in Sig Town, and wheat will also have a place.

But other grains and cereals will have no chance, or have very few chances to appear.

Some farmers planted hundreds of mu of various grains and cereals in their spare time. They even secretly used heavy plows and peat, and I don’t know who got in touch with them - this kind of means of production is strictly managed.

Moore reported this to him, but he turned a blind eye to it.

The climate of this land is more suitable for animal husbandry than farming.

However, civilization cannot be developed by animal husbandry alone.

Therefore, despite the backward agricultural technology, it is still essentially an agricultural civilization...or an agricultural and pastoral civilization.

Even if they are ordered not to farm and use all their energy elsewhere, they still cannot suppress people's yearning for food.

In other words, as long as it is an agricultural civilization, people who have lived on this land for generations will have the instinct to farm.

This cannot be killed by the system and living environment.

Of course, it doesn't matter. The farmers are only squeezing their own time and energy. They could sleep eight hours a day, but now they can only sleep six hours.

No matter how much they plant, it's his leeks. As long as he pays half the money, all the food will be thrown into the iron pot as a working meal.

But as long as he doesn't delay his work, it's fine. Every task he gives has a target and must be completed within the specified time.

If he really dares to delay his work, he must establish his authority!

So that those idiots won't get too far.

The output of those hundreds of acres is enough for everyone to eat for ten days and a half months.

...

After the autumn harvest, it is the harvest celebration.

For old farmers, the happiest time of the year is the harvest.

At this stage, everyone will be filled with pure joy, and the corners of their mouths will be raised.

Roman took all the grain for himself, which greatly destroyed their happiness during the harvest.

Therefore, they could only make up for this mistake in the form of a celebration.

This celebration was still prepared by him in advance.

In order to meet the celebration of more than 4,000 people, he temporarily added 300 people to the food camp.

And the warehouse of the Origin Manor was opened, and dozens of barrels of beer, hundreds of kilograms of pickled meat and dried fish were moved in. Dozens of pigs and sheep were also slaughtered. The steps were the same as the last summer harvest celebration.

The location was still the threshing ground.

Everyone stopped their work and gathered together in this cool autumn season.

Roman sat at the highest point, raised the wine glass in his hand, and smiled at the corners of his mouth-this soybean harvest made him feel very good.

"Drink together!" He said loudly, and the voice spread far away.

"Oh!!" Roman was responded with cheers and admiration like a tsunami.

Roman smiled and took two steps back. He sat on the wide chair. He slowly crossed his legs, rested his elbows on the armrests, held his cheeks, and looked at the people who were in the carnival with unexpectedly gentle eyes.

Somehow he thought of the Pirate Feast.

That was a carnival for pirates.

But was the atmosphere at the Pirate Conference so pure and strong?

Roman thought.

The banquet of those barbaric and brutal guys was probably much higher than this one.

It is undeniable.

The pirate leaders were generous, making money quickly and spending money quickly.

To hold a conference that accommodates all pirates, the cost would be astonishingly high. It would not be surprising to spend thousands or tens of thousands of gold coins, and even many rare treasures would appear.

This is the wealth brought by war and invasion.

The wealth they robbed is innumerable.

Those figures wearing horned helmets, holding Arctic battle axes, and coming and going like the wind have become the nightmare of the people on the land.

And he only has 600 warriors now, most of whom are just recruits, and they need to go through arduous training to be reborn.

But Roman knows that when this invincible army is formed, all other armies on this land are just chickens and dogs...

...

The day of the celebration is the 295th day since Roman came to Sige Town.

In this bustling and lively event.

Roman conducted his fifth recruitment.

This time he still prepared 50 draws of resources. After using them, there are more than 90 draws left. Roman plans to leave it for the future.

Fifty stars lined up in the recruitment pool and rushed out of the pool.

Then... a vast expanse of white.

There are the most one-star apostles, the few two-star apostles, and there is still only one three-star apostle.

……

[Two-star Vic (can be given an Apostle code)

Attack: E+, Defense: E, Speed: E+, Constitution: E+, Energy: E+

Talent: Flexibility - Dexterity

Skill 1: Practice makes perfect - Improved workmanship efficiency]

……

[Three-star Wayne (can be given an Apostle code)

Attack: E-, Defense: E-, Speed: E-, Constitution: E-, Energy: E-

Talent: Perception - Enhanced intuition

Skill 1: Arithmetic - Logical thinking

Skill 2: Literacy - Entering a meditative state, improved memory]

……

Roman held his forehead.

He had some impression of this child named Wayne.

He had to admit that his bad premonition came true. Now most of the potential apostles in Sig Town have been recruited by him.

Reality is so cruel.

Those two-star apostles can already be considered potential.

Roman had to face a problem - that is the source of all the people in Sig Town.

Most people were poorly clothed, hungry and cold, malnourished when they were young, had a rough growth process, had rigid thoughts after adulthood, and were oppressed by nobles for many years. Now they were sent to Sig Town as slaves.

In terms of labor, they were qualified, without the elderly, weak women and children, and could endure hardships.

Roman was provided with three meals a day, with salt for every meal, meat occasionally, enough grains, and no sawdust or stones in the bread.

What kind of slaves could get such treatment?

They naturally had to do their best to work for him.

Lazy slaves only deserved a noose!

But then again, how can we expect people like this who have been tortured by poverty and cruel reality since birth to have amazing potential?

They are a wasted generation!

And before them, countless generations were wasted!

Roman was disappointed.

He knew there was a saying that goes "If you grow in the south of the Huai River, you will be an orange, and if you grow in the north of the Huai River, you will be a tangerine."

Differences in geography and soil will lead to different results.

Most of the soil in this land is too barren and dark to provide enough fertility. Those nutrients are only concentrated in the big trees called nobles, so crops can only grow short, skinny, and unable to get in touch with sunlight. Generations are shrouded in the dark but gorgeous shade of the trees.

But Roman needs those seedlings to become towering trees.

He feels that he must provide a sufficiently favorable and comfortable growth environment for the next generation of seedlings in the future.

If the shade of a big tree dares to block the growth space of other seedlings, he will cut it down, no matter whether the name of the tree is cracked armor, earth or era.

Backward and decadent things should have been eliminated long ago!

Go to the south and north of the Huai River!

He will push the Huai River line over there in the future!

Take that river and let it flood everything!

There will be no such problem then.

Two of his eight three-star apostles are children.

And the four-star apostle Kao is not yet an adult, only 15 years old.

These little oranges must be raised!

…

However, farming is a technical job, and it takes intensive cultivation for a hundred days or half a year to get a harvest.

Planting trees is a more difficult technical job.

The growth cycle is long, and it takes three to five years, or even ten years.

To plant a towering tree, the best time is ten years ago, and the second best time is now.