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

She used up all her strength again.

She had not recovered well in the first place, and now she felt overdrawn, and her body was as weak as a young animal.

That feeling was not good at all. No one liked the weak state. It was worse than a cold and fever.

She fell into a deep sleep, waiting for the next awakening.

Shasta took her from Roman again, wanting to say something, but gave up.

What to say? Complain or blame?

She was not completely ignorant of the current situation of Origin City.

As a close attendant, she had a high degree of freedom, and she saw with her own eyes what kind of place this place was.

A brick house can be built by a few bricklayers in one day.

A road of 100 meters can be paved by dozens of road pavers in one day.

A forest of 100 acres can be reclaimed by hundreds of farmers in half a month.

A river basin flood, more than 10,000 workers took just a few days to calm the flood.

Their efficiency was higher than that of everyone else in the outside world, and in that positive and uplifting atmosphere, few people were lazy.

Anyone who dares to be lazy will be reported and then sent to the mines.

She has never seen the conditions in the mines, but she knows that the workload there must be no less than that in the Origin City.

After all, she can't imagine how those mines can support everyone's steel needs.

Now everyone is taking on efficient and clear labor tasks. Under such a rapid construction speed, there are countless people behind them.

She has lived for nearly thirty years and has seen what collective power is for the first time.

They each have their own duties...including Gweil.

There is no concept of child labor in this era. Some baker apprentices, horse herder apprentices and even knights' squires have been working since childhood and are responsible for various chores.

Besides, she is not young anymore. She is no longer the little witch who looked like a quail two years ago.

Development is a long and arduous task, which often requires the efforts and struggles of several generations to promote the progress of the entire civilization.

And in that process, the wheels of the wheel have crushed the blood and sweat of countless people.

Shasta does not understand this kind of thing.

Roman could understand Shasta, but he never expected Shasta to understand him.

…

He went to the grassland he had originally chosen as a pasture without stopping.

Pastures are extremely necessary.

Although grazing will increase the feeding cycle, it can expand the scale of breeding and reduce the number of management personnel.

When Yaki saw Roman, he immediately greeted him: "Master, I calculated that if this land is transformed, it should be able to graze 2,000 horses, 3,000 cows, 10,000 pigs, and 20,000 sheep next year." He stated the expected goal.

Since his lame leg was healed, his movements have become faster and his work efficiency has greatly improved.

"How many people do you want?"

"A thousand people!" Yaki said, "Master, give me a thousand people, and I promise to raise them well."

When the farm was first established, it also had these people, but now the number of livestock to be taken care of has increased tenfold.

This is the advantage brought by grazing.

"Can it be transformed this year?"

"It's a bit difficult." Yaki said embarrassedly. The goal is there, but the process to the goal is difficult.

"How many people are needed?" Roman asked again.

"We need to plant tens of thousands of acres of alfalfa and sow hundreds of thousands of acres of forage seeds here, which requires at least 7,000 people."

This is not just a simple number. Behind it are the food, drink, defecation, urination and sleep of 7,000 people, and the logistics supply is extremely difficult.

Roman thought for a moment and said. "Let's build the road first."

The ranch is 50 kilometers away from the origin city and is located on the road leading to the coal and iron town.

But the coal railway is no longer usable. It was originally a shoddy mud road, and it was worn out in just two years.

Demolishing it and replacing it with a high-quality stone road can effectively improve the efficiency of transporting building materials.

Counterintuitively, grasslands with fertile soil are not suitable for growing staple food. If there is a slight climate change, it is easy to lose everything. Its ecological environment is more suitable for the development of grass industry.

It is suitable to develop into a separate livestock town, and it can also divert part of the growing population of the origin city.

Roman stayed here for five days, discussing specific issues with Yaki, and wrote down a plan for future development with pen and paper, arranging all possible steps in detail.

He returned to the Origin Manor on the seventh day, his whole body aching, and the horse under him was exhausted.

Before he could catch his breath, he heard the news from the maids: "Master, Lord Finn has been waiting for you for two days."

Roman wanted to rest, but after hearing this, he had to meet Scarhead.

There were no other pirates beside him. Alex knew what happened last time and didn't humiliate himself again.

"Your Highness, it's an honor to meet you. It's great that you are not affected by the disaster here." Scarhead knelt on one knee and said.

"Just tell me what you want to do." Roman said.

"You are still so open. To be honest, there was a flood in the pirate king's territory some time ago, so many people were homeless."

Roman looked at Finn coldly.

Was it the flood or you that made them homeless?

He didn't ask this question.

This is a chaotic world, human life is worthless, and it will fall down with a gust of wind.

Origin City welcomes homeless and unlivable slaves, as long as they do not exceed the carrying capacity.

"How many people."

"About 10,000 or 20,000." Finn looked flattering.

10,000 or 20,000...right? Roman frowned and said, "I want them all, but the price will be 40% lower."

Finn quickly said: "Your Highness, the Pirate King sincerely wants to do business with you."

"I also mean it sincerely, otherwise I would have lowered the price by half - the previous market conditions no longer apply to now."

Finn had to admit that the King of the Vale was right.

The price of any commodity will change as the situation develops.

The pirates can't feed so many people now. After the flood, the food will be reduced by half. Rather than letting them starve to death or causing trouble to the pirates, it is better to use it in exchange for benefits.

To put it bluntly, killing people and slaughtering villages also requires a lot of effort.

An Arctic tomahawk will become dull if you hit someone too many times.

"...What you said makes sense, but there is a small problem. Some people may be infected with diseases... It is not a serious disease..."

Roman interrupted him: "Those patients are 20% of the price of ordinary slaves. If you are willing, send them to me."

"May the Dragon King bless them to survive in the glory of the King of the Valley." Finn said an ancient Yigo language.

He means it!

What the hell, God knows how a businessman feels when he meets a buyer who wants everything!

If he wasn't worried about offending the young king in front of him, he would have wanted to kiss him fiercely!

Then, Finn followed the Pirate King's order and tentatively asked Roman to exchange slaves for food.

But Roman looked at him coldly.

The look and expression speak for themselves.

roll!

…

The efficiency of pirates is extremely high, thanks to their special long boats. Even if they row against the current, as long as the oarsmen can hold on, it is normal to travel 100 kilometers a day, and the extreme limit is 200 kilometers.

From Roman's point of view, the shipmaking skills of the Yigo people completely surpassed the ships of the Black Iron Earth.

No wonder Gale clearly had advantages such as stronger equipment and organization. Even though he relied on building short bridges and blocking rivers to force the pirates to fight head-on, he still failed to achieve a decent victory.

A total of more than 300 longships in the pirate fleet came to the City of Origin this time. Because there were too many people, Roman had to pull out his army to help the residents accept slaves.

The war may end this year.

After all, it has been delayed for long enough, and the two sides are already fighting a super bad war.

Now that the flood is coming, we can no longer drag it out and are forced to fight in the end.

If it was before, Roman couldn't tell,

But now, the probability of the Pirates winning is higher.

However, Roman didn't care about the outcome of the war between the two sides.

All he knew was that the ranch work was being done by someone else this year.