Warm Dragon

The plan against the lone wolf Lisbon needs to wait slowly.

The agricultural production in the manor does not need him as an outsider to give instructions, but this does not prevent Russell from exercising his subjective initiative.

"After the feces are collected, they can be used to fertilize the fields." He stood by the window on the second floor of the stone house, looking at the small market separated by a wall, "Teacher Charles, please urge Old Hans and others to build a toilet in the small market as soon as possible."

The environment of the small market is very poor, mainly because the serfs urinate and defecate everywhere.

Russell has wanted to deal with this problem for a long time.

"Can feces be used as fertilizer, sir, you can't be wrong." Charles raised an objection, "Feces will burn the crops."

Charles has personal experience of this.

There is a broken yard in his home in the town, where a jujube tree is planted. Every time he gets drunk, he likes to urinate on the jujube tree.

Over time, the jujube tree was burned to death.

"Whether it's urine or feces, they will burn crops. It is said that feces carry toxins that can kill flowers, plants and trees." Charles said confidently, and Eric beside him nodded silently.

Russell was surprised: "You all think feces will burn crops?"

Charles said: "Of course."

"Yes." Eric replied in a muffled voice.

Since Longmian Continent is a magical world, Russell is not sure that his cognition is correct, so he is ready to practice to find out the truth.

He added: "Before you use feces to fertilize the fields, do you ferment them?"

"Fermentation? Fermentation?" Charles was confused, "I know fermentation, fermentation is needed to make wine, but... can feces also be fermented? What does it ferment into? Sir, where did you hear that feces can be fermented?"

In an instant, Russell knew the problem.

The people here are already clear about the harm of feces, but they don't know that feces can become natural fertilizer after fermentation.

Of course.

Whether it is true that fertilizer can be applied after composting still needs to be verified.

Russell said: "Regardless of what fermentation is and how to compost, Mr. Charles, you should ask Old Hans to build a toilet as soon as possible, and then stipulate that all serfs who come to the small market must go to the toilet."

"Of course, as you wish." Although Charles did not understand Russell's insistence, he still agreed.

"In addition, toilets must be built in each village... and a regulation must be issued that all serfs are not allowed to urinate and defecate at will, and urinate in buckets and defecate in pools... to facilitate the collection of feces." Russell thought about it, and it was obviously not enough to rely on policy promotion alone.

The third brother on the earth, what era is it, still peeing and peeing outside the toilet, it can be seen that the problem of hygiene habits is difficult to change.

So he added: "Teacher Charles, you write a notice immediately. From now on, the manor will purchase unlimited feces, including feces from cattle, sheep and other livestock, at a price of one copper coin per bucket of urine and two copper coins per bucket of feces."

"Ah?" Charles opened his eyes wide, "Sir, you are..."

"Don't worry, build a composting site and septic tank downwind of the manor territory, and send serfs to roll and ventilate regularly. After a few weeks or months, we will use this batch of fermented feces to fertilize the fields and see the effect."

"I don't understand what you said, sir."

"You don't need to understand, just do it."

"As you wish."

Although he didn't quite understand the meaning of composting, Charles knew who paid him, so he quickly accepted the order.

"Remember to build the toilet downwind." Russell pointed to the location outside the window.

The stone house he is in now is Charles's residence in the small market, with two floors above and below. Charles' family members are all in town and don't want to come, so there is only a cook and maid who lives downstairs, responsible for cleaning, washing and cooking.

Next to this stone house is another stone house, but it is larger, and it is the residence of Eric's family.

Now the two tutors have moved out of the manor.

"Oh, by the way, remember to build it away from the slag road when you build it. This street is too narrow, and I may expand it in the future."

"I understand, sir."

"Very good."

"It may cost a lot of money to build toilets, manure fields and septic tanks, and buy manure from serfs."

"It doesn't matter, I have money." Russell smiled confidently. The research funds provided by his grandmother were enough for him to completely transform the territory.

"But I still want to say, sir, do you really have to spend money to buy manure from serfs?" Charles really couldn't figure it out. "With one order from you, the serfs will obediently offer their own manure, and there is no need to spend money at all."

Even Eric echoed: "Everything in the territory belongs to you, including serfs and their manure."

This undoubtedly reminded Russell.

As a lord, there is no reason to spend money to buy manure.

It's like the serfs raise chickens, ducks and geese. If the lord wants to eat them, he can make the serfs obediently send them over under the pretext of collecting taxes. From the root, the chickens, ducks and geese belong to the lord, and the serfs only raise them on his behalf.

Just like farming, when the harvest comes, most of it is given to the lord, and the serfs can only keep a part of the food to survive.

"Nevertheless, teachers, I am a generous lord and always hope that the people can get more benefits." Russell did not choose to collect taxes on feces, "So, I will give it to the serfs in the name of cleaning fees."

"Cleaning fees?"

"Yes, the serfs love cleanliness and hygiene. As a lord, I am very happy. It is reasonable to give them some copper coins to share this joy."

"It is indeed reasonable." Charles quickly found the blind spot, "but in this way, no one may be willing to use the toilet. The serfs must want to leave their feces at home and earn some cleaning fees from you."

"Uh..." Russell blinked and acknowledged the problem.

Fortunately, he was a lord who was willing to accept good advice. Since the policy was wrong, he immediately revised it: "Just build a toilet in the small market, and there is no need to build toilets in each village. However, I plan to go to the Fluorescent Castle to customize a batch of wooden barrels and ceramic jars."

He planned to sell the wooden barrels and ceramic jars to the serfs at a low price as urinals and manure pits.

Otherwise, the serfs would have no tools to hold feces.

Charles flattered him: "Your Excellency is very thoughtful. The serfs don't have extra buckets to hold urine and feces at home."

"My ideas don't always work, so I need Mr. Charles and Mr. Eric to help me find out the gaps and build the manor together." Russell said with a smile. A hero needs three helpers, and it was his first time to be a lord.

Don't underestimate the territory of only more than 3,000 people. Unless you choose to lie down and let the manor build and produce by itself, there are still many things to do.

Charles said seriously: "I will draft a detailed regulation on the sanitation of the manor, list the issues of sanitation management, manure fertilization, cleaning fee distribution, etc. in detail, and then read it to the village head and serf managers."

"That's great." Russell expressed satisfaction.