Mountain and Forest Kingdom

The weather in the mountains is still very cold. Sometimes it feels even colder than before, and my hands and feet are trembling with cold.

When everyone just wanted to lie in bed and rest, Lawrence called everyone into the living room of the cabin.

"There are three tasks this year. The first is to develop farmland, the second is to build a manor and expand the area of ​​the manor, and the third is to develop stable non-staple food."

Lawrence knew that some people could not understand him, so he drew a picture of the manor with charcoal on the wooden board.

The current manor only has an area of ​​about 40 acres, most of which is residential and wasteland. There are only more than 13 acres of crops grown, and they are scattered scattered.

The output of one acre of land is very little. Crop production here in the north is slow and the harvest ratio is pitifully low. If you plant a handful of seeds, you can harvest three handfuls of wheat grains with good luck.

If you want to maintain food rations for more than thirty people, you should have fifty acres of wheat land to be on the safe side. After all, the harvested wheat needs to be cultivated, and simply farming the land will definitely not be enough.

"The first thing is to plant the land. I have reserved wheat seeds for sowing in spring. Although there are not many, it is enough for more than ten acres of land."

"Then there's growing peas, growing potatoes and pumpkins and barley, rye, oats."

Wheat is the most edible crop and has harsh growing conditions.

Barley lacks gluten, the dough spreads easily, and the flour has no extensibility, so it is not suitable for making bread. It is used to cook porridge, make wine, and feed sheep and livestock, but some can also be added to bread.

Rye does not have high requirements for soil quality and is suitable for growing on barren land. It is used for making bread and brewing wine. Its disadvantage is that it is not elastic and tastes bad. It is usually mixed with wheat to make bread.

If you add too much rye, it's black bread.

Oats are not easy to peel and have low calories, so they are suitable for growing in cold and dry places. People in the north have heavy physical work, and they will easily make them hungry, so they are rarely grown.

Barley has the highest yield among the four crops. This does not refer to the yield per acre, but the yield under the same level of care. Generally, wheat will receive more meticulous care.

The price of oats is the lowest, but it is suitable for planting here and can be grown as a miscellaneous grain.

Lawrence thought about his own manor for a long time and knew that others would not care about these things, so he did not tell them why he planted these.

Lawrence had some rye and oat seeds, which he brought back from Pig Trotter City. There were only more than two kilograms of seeds for each crop.

If there was no light before, there would be no breeding. Wait until the sun comes out for more time before starting to breed.

“Now we are starting to develop the forests near the rivers and create fields there.”

"Build a lumberyard specialized in processing wood, and I will widen the river in the future."

Lawrence thought about expanding the area of ​​​​the manor, thinking about developing fishing resources, and thinking about building a blacksmith shop and a water-powered mill.

However, things must be solved one by one, and the steps must be taken step by step. The food problem must be solved first.

Although no one was willing to go out to work at this time, under the pressure of the manor owner, everyone still worked according to their assigned tasks.

Seravan took two men to build a lumberyard in the forest, Mandekru took his children to smash ice on the ice to catch fish, and Reglo took people to chop wood.

The women lighted the fire and assisted Reglo in carrying the wood.

Edie cleared the kitchen utensils and took the ashes from the kitchen to melt the snow.

The shepherdess took care of the children in the room and did housework.

Three nuns were clearing snow outside.

Salil and Sophia were in the house organizing pots containing various crops and fruit saplings.

Lawrence and Khalan were alone in the second-floor room, studying the effects of witchcraft and crops.

"According to your witchcraft, how long will it take to ripen the wheat seeds to the point where they fall?"

Kehalan looked at the seeds in Lawrence's hand, "I haven't tried it. You know, I don't eat this."

Lawrence asked: "Should it be okay for us to eat?"

Kehalan showed a reluctant and uncomfortable look, "I feel very uncomfortable when I smell that kind of stuff. My whole body feels uncomfortable."

Lawrence did not obey Kohalan's preference and insisted: "The kind where the seeds grow naturally after being ripened, will you still feel uncomfortable when you get close to them?"

Kehalan replied: "It will be lighter. I have cultivated medicinal herbs before and kept them outside for a few days. I will not use them until the taste is weak. I will not eat them."

Lawrence asked curiously: "Have you never eaten on the mountain before?"

Kohalan was silent for a second or two.

Lawrence could also guess what kind of hard life Kohalan had lived in the mountains before.

"These are mainly for breeding purposes. They will be planted on the other side of the river later and will not affect you."

"And just like growing crops with fertilizers, these things will be out in the wind and sun, and they will become normal soon."

Kehalan said slowly: "I can only take care of five stalks of wheat a day. If there are more, my head will not be able to bear it."

"Okay." Lawrence said proactively: "Three sticks a day are fine. These are used as seeds. It will be enough for more than a month."

"If it's a burden on your body, or you feel seriously uncomfortable, it's okay to stop and talk again later."

Kehalan didn't expect Lawrence to be so easy to talk to, and said sheepishly: "No, five pills a day is no problem. To me, it's like spitting all over the floor. Just take a little rest."

Kehalan felt that he had contributed too little, and thought that he had received a lot of care these days, and that staying here was much more comfortable than before.

"I can ripen ten sticks a day, three sticks each time in the morning, noon and evening."

There are approximately thirty wheat grains in one ear of wheat. If it can be cultivated 100%, it will be of great help to the sowing work in spring.

Lawrence said quickly: "Okay! Don't be tired. If you feel tired, take a good rest. I will improve the food this time. There are a lot of fish in the river outside, and we also have cheese and eggs."

"Good!" Kehalan, of course, welcomes such good things, and said happily: "Wizards spend all day thinking about violent things, or studying complex and dangerous things. People like you like to fight. Wizards in the Manor are very rare!"

Seeing that he seemed to have established a wrong image of gentleness, Lawrence quickly made amends: "No, I am not good at taking care of the manor, but planning for the future."

"Planning for the future?" Kehalan felt as if he had sensed something. After all, this man was extraordinary. He was a wizard!

Lawrence said seriously: "Look, our current manor is already very good. If it gets better, we have more servants, richer food, and more comfortable residences, maybe more companions will join us in the future." us."

Kehalan frowned and said: "But wizards are too dangerous. We should take in more witches. Many witches outside actually like our life, I'm sure!"

Lawrence didn't take it seriously. He wasn't going out anyway, so what could happen if he stayed here all the time?

"Yes, that's what I think." Lawrence said firmly: "I want to create a paradise and build a peaceful and comfortable habitat for our few remaining sisters."

Kehalan looked at Lawrence in surprise, "My master, I feel the temperament of a leader in you! I will do my best for you. Maybe I can go to the Southern Kingdom to find our sisters!"

Lawrence quickly denied, "No, we are not good enough now. The urgent task now is to increase the scale of our manor. When the manor becomes stronger, people will naturally come over."

Khalan asked quickly: "Is this your witchcraft prophecy? Your ability as a prophet?"

Lawrence said very vaguely: "Yes, but now is not the time. It may take a short time, or it may take a long time."

With Lawrence's prophetic ability, Khalan stayed here to help with peace of mind, and began to use his witchcraft to ripen the wheat seedlings in the flower pots.

She began to chant a spell in a low voice, and green smoke came out of her nose and mouth. The mist was like green light in the sky, and like mist with life consciousness, it actively floated to the wheat seedling.

The wheat seedlings grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they had accelerated a thousand times. In just a few breaths, they grew from a small bean sprout to a golden wheat stalk.

Compared with Delen's witchcraft, Khalan's witchcraft is more spectacular.

Lawrence looked at the wheat stalks that had grown to more than one meter in less than half a minute, with heavy golden ears hanging on them.

No need for sunlight, no fertilizer, no need for watering...

Lawrence was amazed. Is this the mysterious power of this world?

Kohalan soon went to ripen the second wheat seed, and this time Lawrence saw it more clearly.

The wheat took root and grew in the flowerpot, and the malting stalks above completed several months of progress in a very short period of time.

Seeing that Kehalan was about to continue ripening the third one, Lawrence hurriedly said: "Khalan, please rest and think about it. Will using witchcraft in this way have any impact on your body?"

Kehalan smiled and said: "No, I sometimes ripen a big tree to emit rotten poisonous gas to kill and drive back some wild beasts. Usually, that level of witchcraft can only be used once a day. If it is used more, it will Very weak."

"I just said I can only have ten because I haven't used witchcraft for a long time. When I first arrived at Talim Mountain, I could make a long-lasting rotten air appear at the foot of the mountain in one day."

Lawrence looked at the golden wheat ears more than one meter high and said: "It doesn't matter, ten ears a day are enough. This kind of wheat ears is much better than I imagined. It feels like there are more than fifty ears."

Just like human strength, it is easy to stack up in the early stage, but when it reaches a critical point, it always feels like something will happen.

Lawrence didn't want Kohalan to hurt her body and quickly let her take a rest.

To Lawrence, the three witches in the family were treasures.

No matter how big or small, they are all good babies that need careful care.