Mage with knife

"Prairie people are very good at cultivating magic grass. As far south as the jungle, they have planted low-level magic grass, which has led to an increasing number of magic horses. There is a market for magic horses..."

When Giggs divided the farming area for the grassland people in Tuta City, he deliberately moved it further south, so that the grassland people could expand the area of ​​magic grass as far south as possible.

No matter how low-level the low-level magic grass is, it is still a first-level monster. At least, its racing speed cannot be compared to the Red Deer of the Snow people. It is also the most powerful mount for the cavalry. It is of great value and I really don’t have to worry about selling it.

"Well, the wizards of the prairie people are actually very good at research, as long as you are willing to mobilize their enthusiasm for research."

"I've also heard that the city lord used to deal with these wizards in the prairie, haha!"

"Well, the situation is different now. Prairie people are a minority here. Giggs, you have to be careful."

Dick is happy that the prairie people have cultivated fourth-level cash crops here. After all, he has lived in the prairie for many years, and Dick has feelings for the prairie people.

Dick personally inspected the prairie people's area in Persia City. The southward expansion trend of magic grass is indeed very obvious. Prairie people, their grazing nature has not changed. Fortunately, the large area to the south is not suitable for planting new varieties of potatoes. No one will compete with the prairie people for these useless territories.

Looking at the open area, the large tracts of magic grass, and the large tracts of magic horses, Dick felt much better. It was as if he had returned to the prairie many years ago.

After finding a few shepherds, Dick chatted for a while. The magic horses raised by the prairie people are liked by the big forces outside. However, the current base number is only 8,000, and half of them have been sent to Tuta City. The prairie people Magic horses will not be sold on a large scale for the time being.

Very good. They know how to reserve enough stallions. The prairie people are quite experienced in this aspect.

Dick also followed the herdsmen into the large jungle to the south. In the past, the peripheral tribes of the Snow people lived here. Now there is no one. The prairie people have planted magic grass under many feet in the jungle. It seems that there are not many varieties yet. Same, very good, there are more varieties, and the flavor of Magic Horse can also be changed.

"It's not easy to grow magic grass in this world of ice and snow."

"It's not bad. It took a lot of effort. Over the years, it has gradually expanded to such a large area. Fortunately, these varieties of magic grass have strong regeneration capabilities, and they can be planted at once. After eating this piece, go to the next area. After a few months, the magic grass here will grow by itself..."

This is better, but repeated planting would be a waste of time and money.

"If you don't sell magic horses for the time being, how can you guarantee your income?"

"Rent it out. The magic horse is very powerful and can do much better than the Snow people's red deer. The Snow people are also willing to rent our magic horses. The magic horse's farming efficiency is more than double that of the Snow people's red deer." , charging them some rent is nothing.

In the current farming area, each family that rents our magic horses can at least double their farming area. That’s why the number of people migrating to Tuta City this time is so large."

Got it! There is only so much farming area in Trust City. The emergence of magic horses has greatly improved the farming efficiency, so there is no need for so many people.

Interesting, does this liberate productivity? Haha! Dick is very satisfied.

Otherwise, the Snow people's red deer breeding in the past was also very restrictive. After all, red deer also need to eat. In addition to potato leaves, if there is not enough food, the red deer have to eat some potatoes. The cost of breeding is Not small.

In this case, the Snow people would not be able to raise red deer on a large scale.

It is a great deal to rent the prairie people's magic horses, and they will benefit each other.

The large jungle area in the south is not all jungle, the area of ​​​​the wilderness is also not small. Almost all the wilderness areas are planted with magic grass.

"Is this jungle still safe?" Dick asked.

"There is no one at all. No one is arguing with us. Of course it is safe." The herdsman said, "The provincial internal guards usually hang around here. If anything happens, the internal guards will help solve it. It's comfortable. Very."

Ordinary herdsmen are simple, and as long as they have hope for a better life, they are full of smiles.

Not to mention that Dick is willing to get in touch with people at the bottom. Many times, it can stimulate the remaining simple thoughts in Dick's heart. In the world of cultivators, you can't live without intrigues, right? Either you die or you die. I live.

However, human beings still like simplicity and yearn for a living world where everyone is simple. Although Dick also knows that this is a luxury. Even in the peaceful era of the previous life, if you were a simple person in the work, you would be like a fool. It turns into an equal sign.

The pastoral area is very large, and it is impossible to go home after grazing once. Each pastoral area has some temporary houses made of wood. Many of them were left behind by the original Snow people when they lived here.

It doesn't matter if it's dilapidated, it's just a patchwork, as long as it can shelter from the wind and snow, survive the night, and continue grazing the next day.

Dick frowned. With his mental perception, he felt that there was a fight in the distance, although the sound was not loud or even short.

Dick said goodbye to the herdsmen and sped away.

Dead people!

This environment was full of snow, and Dick followed the footprints in hot pursuit.

He felt the aura of the cultivator in front of him. It was not too strong, roughly the strength of a sixth-level cultivator. Dick followed behind and followed. Dick wanted to know, which force is wandering here? Could it be that the Dark Knife Organization is still there? If you don’t give up, make another base here or something?

It's not that there is no precedent for this. Back then, Holy Island had eradicated the Dark Knife organization base in this area and annihilated seven Saints of the Dark Knife organization in one battle.

Dick has been tracking for a long time. What does this mean? Go so far away to kill someone and then run back? Everyone does things for a purpose.

"Master!" In a very ordinary and inconspicuous building similar to the wooden house of the Snow tribe, the man in white escaped and saluted a middle-aged man.

"Since you're following me, come out." The middle-aged man discovered Dick's traces.

It is understandable that although Dick Qixing has the strength of an intermediate saint after his transformation, his mental strength is at the level of a ninth-level magician, which is still far behind the spiritual perception of a true saint.

Obviously, the middle-aged man opposite is a saint, and his strength should be pretty good.

Dick knew he couldn't hide anymore, so he came out.

"Saint! I'm curious, is there anything in this jungle that the saint should be concerned about?" Dick asked.

"What qualifications do you have for a mere ninth-level warrior..." The saint in white suddenly raised his eyebrows when he said this, "Dick!"

"Yes, I am Dick, the lord of Trust City. I believe that I am qualified to say that this jungle is the territory of our Trust City. What do you think?" Dick does have this qualification. This jungle originally belonged to the Snow people.

In the peripheral tribal territory, there are many wooden houses here. Obviously, it turned out to be the gathering place of a large tribe of Snow people.