Warm Dragon

"Lame Les, why are you wandering around the fields every day? Why don't you go home and have a look? Aren't you afraid that your wife will steal someone at home?"

On the field ridge of Maitun, there were serfs teasing loudly.

The lame Les was holding his pipe and did not want to pay attention to others' ridicule, because he was always ridiculed because of his lameness. But he won't worry about it. Although his wife beats and scolds him frequently, she will never steal someone.

Because his wife is the ugliest one in the entire village and has the most explosive temper.

"Lame Les, I just went out and saw Stuttering Bob climbing on the wall of your house. He might be having an affair with your wife!" Another serf said loudly, making fun of Lame Les, which has become their favorite way to do farm work. pleasure.

Lame Les finally couldn't stand it any longer and retorted in a low voice: "Stuttering Bob, I'm going to steal your wife!"

The serfs suddenly laughed: "Steal yours first, steal yours first, yours is the best."

However, before the lame Les could continue to retort, he heard a loud roar from the distance: "Steal your mother's head. Which of your wives wouldn't steal a man's head? You are all so idle that you should go home and check your mother-in-law's head." Crotch to go!"

"Crooked-neck Gwen is here!" The serfs shouted for a while, but they didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.

When the lame Les saw this scene, he smiled sincerely and walked towards the field ridge: "Honey, you're here."

"If I don't come for a moment, you will be laughed at behind your back!" The person who came was none other than the wife of the lame Les, a middle-aged woman with a short stature and a crooked neck. Her name was Gwen, and they called her crooked because of her crooked neck. Neck Gwen.

Serfs and commoners had names but no surnames. There were so many names that they could only be distinguished by nicknames.

"They are laughing, let them laugh, and they are depriving us of a piece of flesh." Lame Les took the basket brought by his wife and said,

It contained lunch, a pot of cold water, a piece of sliced ​​brown bread, a small bottle of salty bean paste, and a peeled hard-boiled egg.

"Eat quickly, I've never seen such a cowardly man like you!" Gwen rolled her eyes.

Then he stretched his head vigorously and looked at the wheat field cultivated by his family. Count from this field bank to another field bank one hundred and fifty meters away. Nearly fifty acres of wheat are all her family's farmland.

Of course, it was only the land allocated to her family for farming, and the ownership was in the hands of Lord Russell.

Even the personal ownership of these serfs was still in the hands of the lord.

After going around in a circle, Gwen returned to the original place and asked with a frown: "Les, do you see the trick?"

"What?"

"The wheat field we watered with urine and fertilizer is growing much better than the one next to it." Waibo Gwen said excitedly.

Lame Les smiled and swallowed the last bite of black bread, and then took another gulp of cold water, and then said: "That's for sure, urine fertilizer is very powerful. The lord said that urine fertilizer and manure are the best for growing crops. "

"Then why did you burn the rice plants to death when you pooped and peed in the past?"

"You don't understand." Although Lame Les was often teased outside, he was not stupid at all. "I asked the health officer, Catherine, who is in charge of the compost field and septic tank. grown ups."

"That little slut, what did she say?"

"She said this is called retting, which is through fermentation. Do you know what fermentation means? To make wine is to use grain to ferment. The same goes for retting. Urine and feces must be fermented before... then urine and manure can be brewed!"

Gwen was immediately stunned by these words: "What, the poop and piss can also be used to make wine?"

"What kind of winemaking? It's just fermentation, not brewing, it's retting!" Lame Les said.

"Isn't it the same?"

"That's different. Wine can be made by fermenting grain, and fertilizer can only be made by fermenting manure. They are both fermentations but different."

"I don't care whether you make wine or ferment, it's the same thing anyway." Crooked Neck Gwen said carelessly, not bothering to think, "Anyway, you are not allowed to drink anymore. That wine is fermented like urine, and it sounds disgusting."

"Ah!" Lame Les was stunned. His explanation actually gave him the right to drink a little wine every day.

Wanting to argue, Waibo Gwen changed the topic: "You haven't said yet why the urine and manure don't burn the crops."

"I don't know!" Lame Les was suffocating in his heart, "Anyway, just remember, retting is required for both urine and feces... I heard from the health officer that there will be no controlled trial this year to prove the effect of retting. Collect the urine and let us fertilize it at home."

"What!" Gwen's eyes widened and her neck straightened a little, "You won't collect the urine and urine? Why won't you collect it? Who will I sell my excrement to if you don't collect it?"

"The feces and urine are kept at home."

"What kind of fertilizer is it? Can the fertilizer be sold for copper plates? What a damn little whore, a little slut who ran out of the cave! Why don't you open your eyes and take a look, the giant dragon in the Grand Duke's house, and kill this little whore with a mouthful of phlegm? Burned to death!"

"Keep your voice down, or you'll be whipped if you hear it!" Lame Les covered his wife's mouth. "Besides, it's good to keep the retting fertilizer at home. If you don't retting it at home, you'll have to get it from the compost yard in the future. , buy manure and urine fertilizer for the septic tank!”

"I don't buy it!"

"But you also saw how much better the wheat grew after applying urine fertilizer."

"Not too many grains of wheat!"

"There must be more wheat. I asked the village chief yesterday, and the village chief said that the controlled test was very good. The crops that use urine fertilizer or manure will yield at least 10% or 20% more!"

"10% or 20%?" Gwen, who had a crooked neck, suddenly calmed down when he heard it, "Can we really collect 10% or 20% more?"

Lame Les nodded and said, "The village chief said that this was said by the clerk himself, how could it be false! And the village chief also said that the lord will not collect more rent next year, and the extra grain will be kept by us!"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but clench his fists and put them on his chin.

He began to pray to the north: "The dragon is watching, the lord is a good man, and he must protect the lord to ride a dragon as soon as possible!"

Gwen, who was crooked, followed her husband happily and prayed: "The dragon is watching, and bless the lord to ride a dragon every day. In addition, it would be best if the dragon spit again and burn that little slut to death, twisting and turning in the manor all day, hooking up with men!"

"I just have a good figure, not... Ouch, it hurts, let me go, my ears are going to fall off!"

...

Russell, who had just hunted five snow ghosts easily on the snowfield, obviously didn't know that the people in the territory were looking forward to him riding a dragon as soon as possible.

Putting five ice hail beads in his pocket, Russell shook the collar of his cloak, and then said: "I plan to camp in the cave village tonight, and enjoy the cave village at night, and see the starry sky from the patio. What a beautiful view."

"My lord, is it too dangerous here?" Charles reminded.

"It's okay. When you go back, call Eric over and ask him to work hard tonight and stay with me in the Wolf Head Courtyard." Based on the principle of safety first, Russell decided to call Knight Commander Eric to guard.

With the Fantasy Beast Knight by his side, the Red Eyed Rat King guarding, and the Sentinel Rat Squad scattered in the corner, I believe there is no danger to approach.

As for why he had to camp here tonight, it was because he had tasted the sweetness of the five snow ghosts he had just hunted.

Perhaps there are still many snow ghosts left nearby, and it is just right to take Xiao Menglong to catch them all in one fell swoop.

"My lord, I will camp here with you." Catherine took the initiative to say, "I am familiar with the cave, and I can be alerted in advance if there is any movement."

Russell nodded: "Okay."