Western Fantasy: I can write unlimited entries

This trip ended successfully.

In the end, all of Chef Wharton's potatoes were packaged, weighing about one hundred kilograms, for less than 15 silver coins, which was an unexpected surprise.

Ron ordered the potatoes to be packed and hung on the back of the carriage, and asked Sig to take care of them all the way. If one fell out, he would ask him.

In the carriage, Irene couldn't help but be curious and asked: "Master, is this Tibetan Bean a treasure? Why do you value it so much?"

"We'll know when the time comes." Ron didn't explain too much.

The return journey was uneventful. The carriage stopped steadily at the door of the mansion. When Ron stepped out of the carriage, Egbert and Abel were already bowing to greet him.

"We sincerely welcome the lord back to his home."

They both shouted at the same time, and a group of knights and servants nearby also shouted.

Ron was used to this scene and nodded slightly in response. Egbert stepped forward and said: "Lord, you are finally back. If someone hadn't come to the house to say that you were in the Star Brigade, there would have been The captain entertains you, and if I send someone to confirm, I will ask Mr. Abel to rescue you."

It seems that Chelsea sent someone here. He is a thoughtful person, no wonder he can control the Star Brigade.

"If you really have the intention to harm me, Abel can't save me. The leader is a third-level man and he just doesn't know what profession he is." Ron smiled.

"What?!" The two of them were shocked, and cold sweat broke out on Sig's forehead.

Ron didn't care. He pointed at the potatoes behind the carriage and ordered: "Egbert, please put this bag in a cool place and don't let anyone touch it. I will be of great use."

"Yes, Lord." Although he didn't know what it was, loyalty to the Lord was Egbert's character.

After giving the order, Ron walked into the mansion. There was a lot of dust along the way and he needed to take a good bath.

Half an hour later, Ron appeared in the study, which is where he often handles territorial government affairs.

Irene stayed next to him as before. She changed into maid clothes, with a little water droplets on her hair. It was obvious that she had just taken a shower and hadn't had time to dry her hair.

In such an important place as a noble's study, unclean people are not allowed to enter.

Ron glanced at her while flipping through the paperwork and said, "Go and dry your hair. I don't need you now. Call Joyce by the way."

Hearing this, Irene was very moved. She knew that the young master was worried about his illness, so she said this.

After leaving the study, Irene came to the maids' residence. Joyce took a day off today, so she didn't have to work. At this time, she was sitting on the bed reading the books she just bought.

Eileen conveyed Ron's words to Joyce, which confused her. What did the Lord want to see her for?

"I know, I'll go after I change my clothes."

Joyce quickly changed into work clothes. Even though he was on leave, he could not refuse the lord's order and must wear the prescribed clothes in the mansion.

After a while, Ron saw Joyce in the study.

"Lord, what are your orders?"

Joyce asked respectfully with his hands folded and hanging naturally on his abdomen, standing upright five meters in front of the desk.

Ron put down his pen and asked: "Do you like reading books? Do you like the stories in the books? Or do you like knowledge?"

Joyce was stunned and couldn't understand the meaning of Ron's question. After thinking for a few seconds, he answered honestly: "Lord, I like them all. If I really want to give a definition, I want to know what I don't understand. things."

This time it was Ron's turn to be stunned. He chuckled and said, "Well, it's a very good interest. However, your idea cannot be realized by reading books alone."

"I know, I just have to do my best." Joyce said without wavering.

Ron was silent. He knew that she did not tell the whole story, because her identity was only a commoner, an ordinary maid in the Baron's house. She could not do anything else. Within her ability, she could only rely on books to understand.

"Okay, let's talk about other things."

Ron paused and continued: "You have made great contributions to this trip. Tell me what reward you want."

During this trip to the Star Brigade, Joyce made two actions that made Ron very satisfied. One was that she was the first to stand up and wanted to test Ron for drugs, and the other was to let Eileen relieve the serious atmosphere at the banquet. , so that his next plan can go smoothly.

"Lord, I don't need any reward. Letting me work in the mansion is the best reward."

"Do you really want nothing? For example, I can give you the right to enter the study and read."

Ron's words were like the sound of nature entering Joyce's ears. She was shocked, and a look of disbelief appeared on her face.

You must know that the nobles attach great importance to knowledge and do not allow civilians to get involved. Some basic literacy is okay, but those precious books with covers are absolutely not allowed to be read by civilians, because in this way the nobles can well consolidate the power in their hands. .

The Star Brigade will not sell books that violate regulations to civilians, so some really good books are generally not available to civilians and are in the hands of nobles.

Ron knew Joyce's true thoughts from the look on her face, and he continued: "Don't you like reading books? This is the best opportunity, and you may not have it next time."

Joyce struggled, these words seemed to come from heaven, but coming out of Ron's mouth were like the whispers of a devil, tempting her to eat the poisoned cake.

"Thank you, Lord."

Eventually, Joyce gave in.

"Yeah, smart choice."

Ron was not surprised by this result. If the territory wanted to develop rapidly, it needed more people like Egbert. During this outing, Ron saw that quality in Joyce, so he chose her. Gave her a chance.

"You can come to the study to read after you finish your usual work. Don't disturb me while I'm handling government affairs."

Joyce thought about it. After working for a day, in addition to normal sleep, he would have 1 to 2 hours of rest. If he worked quickly, he would have three hours, which was enough.

"You have seen the situation here. You clean the dust on the bookshelves, and I leave the sorting and sorting of the books to you. If there is no problem, go ahead. You will have a new job starting tomorrow." Ron gave a simple order and waved his hand. Let it go.

But Joyce's legs didn't move. Ron saw this and asked calmly: "What? Is there still a problem?"

"Lord, I'm starting to get familiar with my job now, okay?" Joyce asked softly.

Ron: "Okay."

——

Afterwards, Eileen found out about this and was happy for Joyce.

Egbert was worried that something bad would happen in the future and complained to Ron. However, Ron calmed him down and it was confirmed that Joyce could enter the study. No one dared to make irresponsible remarks.

In the next few days, Sig was assigned to run errands by Ron. He was ordered to send ten kilograms of good ore to Hadyi every day. If the other party didn't accept it, he wouldn't have to come back.

Under such pressure, Seager came back late every day and was more tired than usual from training.

Abel and a group of knights also heard about Hadey from Sig, and knew in their hearts that the lord was spending a lot of effort to hire a master blacksmith for them.

"Sig, it's up to you whether we can have sophisticated equipment in the future. We must ask Master Hadey to come to our Baron Mansion." Ibuprofen and a group of knights patted his shoulders.

Seeger felt a heavy responsibility and solemnly said: "Leave it to me!"

——

"Lord, I have heard about these Tibetan beans. Do you want to plant them on a large scale in your territory? But this is the first time we have seen such food, and no one knows how to grow it."

In an open space in the mansion, Ron and Egbert stood opposite each other. The ground was covered with potatoes, and there were dozens of attendants holding hoes.

"It's okay. The results will be available in three or four months." Ron was not worried at all. He slightly raised his head and looked at a place, which was the courtyard where the miracle tree - 'Miracl' was located.

"Egbert, it's almost summer." Ron said something irrelevant, leaving Egbert confused.

"Yes, Lord, it is also the deadline for you to go to the royal capital."

"Yeah. Let's start, plant them all."

Ron waved his hand, and a group of attendants began to swing their hoes and open up farmland to plant potatoes in the courtyard of the mansion.

Ron stood not far away and watched, but he was actually thinking. After about four months, the planted potatoes will mature. These mature potatoes will not be used for food, but will be used as new seeds and distributed to the people of the territory for planting again.

This requires new fields. He asked Egbert that there is no such field in the territory, so people need to cultivate new ones.

Ron had a choice in mind, which was the road from Baron Mansion to Cote Town. There were some trees along the road, but not many. After a few months of cutting down the trees, they should be able to clear them up. Once they are reclaimed, they would be suitable for planting.

He told Egbert his idea, but Egbert said, "Lord, this requires a lot of manpower and material resources. Even if the Baron House pays this money, the cost may not be recovered in the end."

Ron chuckled, "Money is important, but I value future potential more. Egbert, trust me."

"Since the lord said this, I will fully support it." Egbert immediately changed his tone and chose to support it.

"Lord, I will go down and arrange this."

"Well, go ahead."

Ron looked at his leaving back and thought silently that although Egbert was stubborn in some ways, stubbornness could be abandoned in the face of loyalty.

If he wanted to be king one day, Egbert might immediately persuade him not to do it, and then help deal with the difficulties ahead.

What a cute and handsome old man.

——

The temporary residence of the Star Brigade.

Hadyi tried his best to see Sig off again, and asked helplessly: "What do you mean by him? Is it necessary to recruit me to this extent?"

Wharton asked Chelsea: "Master, is the blacksmith really more popular than the cook?"

Chelsea has a black streak.

"Wharton, don't doubt yourself. And Hadyi, I told you, that lord is not simple. If you really choose to be with him, it won't be a bad thing." Chelsea pointed out something. said.

Hadey snorted, "I think he is quite simple. He is sinister, cunning, and arrogant. He looks like a hateful noble. He actually pretended to be a commoner and lied to us. Chelsea, you still speak for him!"

"What if I say he did it on purpose?" Chelsea smiled mysteriously, making the two of them pause for a moment as if their hearts were being grabbed.

"I guess the Lord's purpose from the beginning was to come to me. Hadyi, you were just a casual visitor. However, he never revealed his purpose from the beginning to the end. The depth of his thoughts is particularly rare." Chelsea Look serious.

Hadyi's heart tightened and he said excitedly: "Listen to what you say, then I can't agree even more!"

Wharton also spoke for him, "Yes, if what the captain said is true, then this lord is very scary, and we should not have more contact with it."

Chelsea shook his head and said to Hadyi: "I think he will have other ways to keep you here. Giving you ore is just the beginning."

"That's not right. Captain, didn't you say before that his target was you?" Wharton asked strangely.

"Yes, he got the answer he wanted to know. At first he pretended to be a wealthy businessman, just to see if our Star Brigade treats everyone equally and if there was any other purpose. Then he revealed his identity as a lord, so what? Such an attitude.”

Wharton: "Wait a minute, wasn't his identity as a lord exposed by you, the leader? The lord said it himself that day."

Chelsea shook his head and explained: "This is the Arnold Territory on the border of the Kingdom of Carlo. There is no adventurer's union, and caravans rarely come here. If you are in the royal capital, some wealthy merchants will hire knights for protection. This is very common. But. In Arnold’s territory, the only place that can have a knight’s entourage is the Baron’s Mansion!”

Upon hearing Chelsea's analysis, the expressions of Hadey and Walton changed again and again. Hadyi thought of something and asked quickly: "Master Captain, is it possible that the lord who bought my book and bargained for it also had a plan in mind?"

Chelsea frowned and was silent for a long time, "I don't know."

Hadyi's face turned pale. Even the leader of the group was not clear, let alone him. Ron's image became unpredictable in his mind.

"I think you should stay here, though."

Hadyi wanted to say something, but Chelsea stopped him and continued, "There are many masters hidden in the three empires, and there are even big shots in the Kingdom of Carlo. The beautiful woman you met before, I guess she yes."

——

The next day.

Egbert's summons to the Baron Mansion issued to the three towns in the territory quickly attracted people to sign up. The number exceeded 60 people. Ron went to take a look. They were either old people over 60 years old or children under 15 years old.

This situation made him silent for a while, and finally Ron ordered those who really couldn't work to go back, and gave them a small amount of money, telling them that if they introduced people who could work, they would be given a copper coin for each person they introduced. As a reward.

Now, those old people and children are happy. They don’t have to work and can get money just by talking. Is there such a good thing?

The news spread quickly, and the reclamation team gathered 100 people within half a day and started working.

But Ron is still dissatisfied. There are only 100 people now, which is too few. It will take until the Year of the Monkey to complete the cultivation.

He asked Abel to lead the knights to join this large group.

The physical strength of extraordinary beings far exceeds that of ordinary people. In the same period of time, the efficiency of reclaiming wasteland is definitely several times that of ordinary people.

With such a strong labor force, why not use it?

However, knights have their own dignity. Their bounden duty is to protect the people they serve, and they are unwilling to do such menial work.

If Ron imposes an order, they will follow it, but he needs to plan something to make them willingly cut down the trees.