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

Roman paused for a moment and looked around at the gradually stunned small merchants.

He frowned: "Do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand!" Everyone nodded hurriedly, completely stunned by this gift from heaven.

They originally thought it was a bad thing, to help the lord run errands.

But now they are not only running errands, they are running to death!

This is really... too exciting!

In short, Roman gave a target of 100,000 kilograms of grain. As long as they can complete it, they can get 5 gold coins.

And there is no need to take any risks.

There are only five of them in total, which means that they can get 1 gold coin on average.

Gods!

1 gold coin can buy 2 oxen!

As long as you work hard for more than ten days, you can get two oxen!

Who wouldn't be tempted!

No matter how hard the target is, they have to bite it off!

If they only purchase wheat, it may be difficult to operate.

After all, wheat is the highest grade of grain.

But if other grains, vegetables and cereals are added, there will be no problem.

Therefore, the expressions of these five small merchants were a little ferocious, as if they were roaring, and their eyes were red.

This indicator must be achieved!

Roman turned his head and looked at More, frowning and shouting: "Shameful thing, stand up!"

More trembled and climbed up.

When Roman was talking, he thought that the young master was going to settle accounts with him, and his heart stopped.

It would cost about thirty or forty gold coins to purchase 100,000 kilograms of cereals. For him, it was not considered a bankruptcy, but only a caesarean section.

It was painful, of course.

But compared with the pain of losing his head, More felt that he could bear this kind of pain of cutting flesh.

Roman said: "You will arrange this matter. There can be defective grains in the grain, but the number of defective grains cannot be too large. Do you understand?"

"Understand, understand, understand!" More nodded continuously, and his handkerchief was soaked.

The grains bought now are all old grains from last year. There is no guarantee that they will rot, grow insects, or get damp. This is to remind him to be more careful and not to be cheated.

Roman sent them away.

As an agricultural officer, Moore has been selling grain for so many years, so he must know more about this than him.

These 100,000 kilograms of grain can only be regarded as a stopgap measure. They can last for about one or two months, and they will have to continue to buy grain in the future.

But they can't always bleed the pigs. They need to find a stable income as soon as possible.

By now, his family has little money left and he is so poor that he has to sell rubies. If this continues, he will have to mortgage the Split Armor Bow.

Without grain, he will not have the confidence to command others to do things according to his ideas.

Roman thought for a moment, then continued to pull out the kitchen knife and chop vegetables and meat.

...

The speed of sowing and fertilizing was faster than Roman expected.

On the morning of the third day, which was 21 days after Roman came here.

These seven or eight hundred farmers finished the task of sowing and fertilizing.

Looking at the vast, neat ridges, the dark ground exudes a strong sense of flatness and neatness, and the whole land seems to be pregnant with great vitality.

Almost all farmers find it incredible.

Such beautiful and fertile fields, are they really cultivated by their own hands?

They used to work hard, but it was impossible to complete the cultivation of these two thousand acres of land in just a dozen days, let alone achieve this effect.

Just changing the previous working mode can achieve such a huge improvement in efficiency, which makes them feel a different kind of shock.

Many farmers stole a glance at the figure on the edge of the field.

The man had a shawl and red eyes. He waved the kitchen knife in his hand expressionlessly, constantly cutting the onions and carrots on the chopping board into large pieces. There was also a thin girl next to him helping him put the cut vegetables into the pot, making a pot of vegetable soup mixed with white flour.

Although two days have passed, they still feel awkward.

The Lord actually cooked for them personally. Every piece of meat they ate was chopped by this noble Lord.

And Roman looked at the prompt of [Cooking Experience +1] that kept appearing on the panel.

In this cold and ruthless slashing action.

Only the increase in experience value can bring him a little warmth.

After all, he chopped vegetables for two whole days, and his heart was as cold as the knife.

From morning to night, his arms were sore and the blade was blunt. The attendant chef Bob was heartbroken.

Up to now, the cooking experience value has only been increased to 30 points, but it is still far from the level 2 cooking.

Compared with other skills, the speed of cooking experience value increase is already very fast.

This may be because this skill itself has no technical content and his efficiency is very fast.

Innate Chef Holy Body!

However, the emerging cooking experience is still not enough for Roman to slap Green in the face.

Because it is only basic cooking knowledge, not too advanced cooking skills.

Roman could only hope that after reaching level 2, he could teach Green, who looked down on his cooking, a lesson.

"Lord."

A voice came from the side. Roman looked in the direction of the voice and saw a dark-skinned young man with his hands on his abdomen, respectfully waiting for his answer.

Barro.

One of the seven apostles Roman initially selected.

However, Barro was only a one-star apostle, and his attributes were also a mediocre 5E panel, with only E+ in terms of physique.

The skill is not related to combat. Barlow's skill is called [Diligence]. When he works, he can improve work efficiency and reduce physical consumption.

In Roman's opinion, this skill is useless.

Any more experienced farmer would know this skill.

This also means that Barlow has little development potential, and Roman has not approached him.

It wasn't until he killed an old farmer named Matthew during the farmers' riot that he learned that Matthew was Barlow's father.

Kill his father...

Roman didn't feel guilty about this, nor did he feel guilty at all.

He confidently appointed Barlow as the person in charge of these two thousand acres of land.

In the sowing process, this dark-skinned young man also played a directing role.

Roman said, "Is something wrong?"

After his father died, Barlow could only suppress his grief and devote himself wholeheartedly to the next work. Now he is finally free.

He asked with respect: "Sir, is the farming of this common land over?"

Roman nodded and said, "Yes, this year's spring plowing is over."

The young farmer obviously did not understand what he meant. He said vaguely: "Then we are going to open up new land? The next few days are suitable for planting. I feel that there is still time to plant several hundred acres... …”

Roman waited for him to finish and responded in a positive tone: "I say! This year's spring plowing is over!"

Barlow finally understood the meaning of this sentence.

He was surprised. In his opinion, the sowing season had not passed yet and he should not stop.

He hoped to make it clear to Roman that as long as they repeated the previous methods of deep plowing, sowing, and fertilizing, they could plant more grain. Even if the overall output was not as good as last year, no one would starve to death.

But Roman was the first to hold his shoulders.

"Shut up, I have more important things to do next. You are the person in charge of these two thousand acres of land. I will arrange 100 farmers for you to take care of this land. If there is not enough manpower, I can also provide you with temporary help." You deploy labor - but I will not allow these people to be tied to this field for a long time. Don't make the same mistake as your father!"

Farming can be used as food, but it can only be used as food.