Mountain and Forest Kingdom

When we returned to the house from outside, it was already dark outside.

Salil went outside the kitchen in the dark and pushed the obstructing wooden board aside.

Lawrence relied on his memory to walk to the door and opened it.

There was a dull smell in the house, as if it hadn't been there for several days, and it gave people a particularly quiet and uncomfortable feeling.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, Lawrence placed the soil basket on his back on the ground.

Sophia, who was originally behind him, was no longer visible and was probably going to help Salil in the kitchen.

Lawrence was a little worried, so he put down the basket and walked to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Salil had used a stone to create sparks. This kind of ignition was very common for Salil.

Under the light of the gradually burning flames, Lawrence saw the faces of Sophia and Salil, as well as the shadows reflected on the wall behind them.

"Sophia, are you a witch too?"

Sophia was making a fire with branches and preparing to light the oil lamp in the house.

Hearing Lawrence's words, Sophia shook her head, "I don't know."

Sariel put a hand on Sophia's shoulder and comforted: "It doesn't matter, you will know when you grow up, just like a hen laying eggs, you will know many things by then."

Lawrence was now sure that the witch's ability was probably inherited or mutated, and had little to do with her own efforts.

Sofia nodded, but she was more concerned about Lawrence's attitude.

Lawrence said: "Hurry up and cook, eat enough and go to bed. I will feed the sheep and see if anything happens."

The three of them quickly divided their work. Sophia helped cook, and Salil first prepared the feed together, and then helped Sophia cook.

After taking care of the livestock, the three of them blocked the door and began to sleep.

After walking all day today, my body was already exhausted. I just lay down on the bed and fell asleep quickly.

When I woke up again, it was another morning.

Lawrence sat up with a tired look on his face, feeling lazy all over because he hadn't had enough sleep.

"I saw a witch yesterday, but today I have to continue feeding pigs and chickens and doing farm work..."

"There is no way, life must go on."

"It's just like when you're on the farm, you open your eyes and work."

“If I don’t want to work, I have to ask others to do it for me.”

Lawrence looked thoughtful.

Although it is a bit bad to let others do the work for you, Lawrence is very open-minded about the two lives.

It's the same in every world. Those who are unwilling to move up will fall down.

"It takes one person to farm, one person to feed the livestock, and one person to clean the house and cook."

"Not counting anything else, just allowing me to be free to do what I want to do requires at least two laborers."

Lawrence finally got out of bed to feed the pigs. Neither Salil nor Sophia were considered ordinary laborers.

Salil is a strong woman who is equal to or even taller than herself, and Sophia is my... baby, I am not willing to let Sophia do the heavy work anyway.

Lawrence thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out how to become a team leader of three or five people, who could order others to help him farm and clean his house.

There is no general concept of currency here, and you cannot buy services with money.

However, if services are exchanged for treatment or fighting, some people in need can provide labor.

Being a hoof trimmer or a carpenter certainly doesn't make you a member of the ruling class.

Maybe it really takes several generations to become a noble.

"Alas!" Lawrence sighed, not thinking about these ridiculous things, and continued to live his trivial life with peace of mind.

Today a family of three is going to sort out the animal skins they bought yesterday.

The skins can be made into clothes, hats, boots, bedding, and a change of clothes for both Lawrence and Sophia.

Salil carried a sack of animal skins and put them down outside the house.

"I went to fetch water, these skins stink!"

Together, Lawrence and Sophia poured the hides out of the sacks and spread them out on the swept floor.

Lawrence asked casually: "What kind of skins are these?"

Before Sariel could leave, she took a look and said, "What you have is pigskin. These can only be used for boots and belts. They are very poor leather."

Lawrence looked at the gray fur in his hand, "Why doesn't it feel like pig skin?"

Salil said: "The pigs in Cloda Village are different from the ones we raise. They are very thin, agile little pigs like dogs. They eat everything and never stay in the pig pen. I often spend the night in various grasses.”

Lawrence asked curiously: "Is this kind of pig delicious?"

Salil shook her head, "It's very unpalatable. They don't like eating it themselves. They usually use it to lure big wild boars and bears."

Lawrence doubted: "Isn't it difficult to kill a bear? Can a Cloda man kill a bear?"

Sariel felt that this question was silly, "Of course it is difficult to kill a person alone, but the Cloda people go hunting bears together. They have bows, arrows, axes and fire, as well as wizards and warriors. The bears will run away when they see them."

After saying that, Salil took the bucket and hammer to the river to break ice and get water. Lawrence could only continue to sort out the animal skins with Sophia.

There were a total of eight large and small animal skins. The largest one could wrap Sophia, and the smallest one could only wrap one of Lawrence's feet.

The three of them spent a day cleaning and drying the hides.

Another day passed without doing anything.

Lawrence realized the importance of time and quickly and decisively took the initiative to step out of boring but necessary household chores.

Leaving those trivial matters to Sophia and Salil, Lawrence began to make a wooden box for seedlings in the house.

The wooden box is very simple. If you have suitable wooden boards, you just need to use a wood drill to drill holes near the four corners, then put in wooden pegs, then drill holes in several wooden boards used as baffles, and then drive in the wooden pegs. It will be tight.

However, Lawrence's wood planks have been used up. If he wants to get more planks at this time, he needs to use a knife to cut off pieces of wood piece by piece from the large piece of wood.

This kind of thing is extremely wasteful and can easily break the wood.

Lawrence chose to piece together the planks from common brick-sized pieces of wood, punching holes in the middle and then using nails to join the thick pieces together.

After making a large wooden box, Lawrence randomly made a few small boxes the size of flower pots.

This time I got vegetable seeds from the Cloda people, but it’s hard to say whether they would be suitable here.

In addition to the soil used to grow wheat seedlings, Lawrence used one-third of the soil to grow vegetables to determine whether the soil could support the survival of the plants.

"Garlic, kale, squash, potatoes."

Lawrence knew that the main food here was meat, and there were relatively few vegetables. Especially in winter, there was basically only one vegetable: potatoes.

After a busy day, I went to bed early again at night. It started snowing outside when I went to bed.

Sariel did not become a weather forecast announcer, and there was no need for it. Anyway, she had been staying at home these past few days.

That night Lawrence dreamed of a river flowing with milk and honey.

When I wanted to try it, I woke up from the dream.

Lawrence looked at the roof quietly, just in a daze, and it took several minutes before he slowly sat up.

"I want to eat something sweet..."

Lawrence licked his mouth, feeling uncomfortable if he didn't eat something sweet, and now he really wanted to eat something sweet.

It would be better if there was a bowl of sugar water.

Lawrence walked out listlessly and saw Salil warming her hands by the fire, so he asked expectantly: "Saryl, is there any sugar at home? I want to drink a bowl of sugar water."

Sariel turned her head in shock and looked at the young man in confusion.

"Are you dreaming? I think so too!"

"Alas!" Lawrence walked to the fire and looked at the fire with a sad look on his face, feeling even more unhappy.

Sophia sat aside and kept quiet. She didn't know how to comfort Lawrence, and because of Lawrence's words, she also had some fantasies that she shouldn't have.

Not only Lawrence and Saryl, but Sofia also wanted to eat something sweet and drink a bowl of sweet sugar water.

Lawrence slumped for more than ten seconds and quickly stood up.

“I’m going to build a beehive and we’ll start raising bees next spring. I don’t want to even drink a bowl of sugar water!!”

Salil suddenly looked at Lawrence, her eyes seemed to be burning with light.

"Lawrence, do you know how to keep bees?"

This time Lawrence did not shirk, but solemnly replied: "No, but I have to try! Otherwise, I can only dream about drinking sugar water!"

For the first time, Salyl admired a man other than her father, Andrew.

"Let me help you!" Salil stood up on her own initiative, "Let me take a sip when the time comes!"

Lawrence didn't need Salil's help with the carpentry, so he waved his hand directly, "Go cook! Today's bread will be served with butter!"

"Okay!" Salil happily agreed and obeyed Lawrence's instructions wholeheartedly.

Lawrence completely understood that even if there were magicians, orcs, elves, sea tribes and other magical creatures in this world, the slaves and servants in the manor still had to work.

So what if I learned about the existence of witches a few days ago?

Is it necessary to live life as it should be? Does it have any impact on my life of getting up to feed sheep and working in the fields every day?

Compared to those who have something and don’t have it, now it’s better to work honestly.

For a better tomorrow!