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Chapter 11 Magic Farming and Manure

Chapter 11 Magical Farming and Manure

Author: Sibai Mama

Chapter 11 Magical Farming and Manure

The people who came to lead the way were the old men of respected people from the Porcupine, who were respected by the people of the people who were stolen from the territory, such as who was stolen from black bread, who was bitten by a dog, etc. All trivial matters, but some people also need to organize and arrange them. The old men of respected people are good helpers.

"Ri'an, sir, I am the wheel, your faithful... servant." The old man bent down. He was not young, but his body was very strong. He just bent down and worked all day long to make his back hunched.

These words should have been said by "Rabbit" Saimen, and they were a bit stuttering.

The Baron rode on his horse and looked down at the old farmer half-kneeling on the ground. He nodded slightly: "Ri'an, Mr. Wheel, can you please take me to the house of the four sacrificed warriors? I want to visit their families."

"Your mercy will be blessed by the woman."

A woman, one of the four gods, looks like a woman. She is the god of love, because her motherly image is also considered a god of kindness and kindness.

"The Four Gods will bless every believer," Li Qi replied.

If it is useful to believe in God, he doesn't mind believing, but if it is useless... then let's have a good time, but it's still OK to talk verbally.

The stone road that left the castle suddenly turned into a muddy dirt road ahead.

The sea breeze quietly floats to the shore every night, leaving fog after dawn, soaking the ground wet.

The people in the Porcupine Collar think that it is the Siren who is causing trouble. If they are wet with fog, they may die, and they will indeed die from a cold.

Next to the bottom of the castle is a wheat field with a porcupine-collared one. A few shriveled fruits are followed by a few wheat ears. It is better to say it is a weed.

Half of the fields are planted with sparse wheat, while the other half are growing unmanaged weeds. The horses and sheep in the castle, and the chickens eat the weeds here.

Li Qi is not very good at farming, he only knows that this should be fallow system. Farmers use half of the land to plant and the other half of the land is placed to nourish the land. Now it is almost time to harvest. However, this year's harvest is very small, and I'm afraid that many people will starve to death when winter comes.

The feces were piled up by the road, but they were strictly separated from the fields, and the smell was stinking.

Flies that are indispensable in any world are lying on top in groups. When autumn comes, they are still struggling, buzzing so much that they make people irritated and disgusting.

In my memory, the former Baron Liqi did not participate in things outside the castle. As a nobleman, he didn't need to care about agriculture at all. They only needed to know about tax collection, and the former Baron Liqi was afraid of life.

"Have you considered fertilizing before?" Li Qi turned around and asked the old farmer who was following him.

The open-air feces pond seemed to have accumulated feces for several years, and was on the main road, but everyone was used to it.

Even if the golden mule from Leopold's family runs, the golden hooves will definitely stick to them.

"Fertilize?" Wheel wondered: "What do you mean?"

"Make manure into agricultural fertilizers, water it into the farmland, and moisten the ground."

For example, when feces are fermented, the easiest way is to mix water. He roughly understands the crops in his territory. After the autumn harvest, the oats will be planted. When the harvest comes to the next year, the fertilizer will make the harvest even more gratifying.

"This! Four Gods are on! You must be joking!" Yunzi's reaction was bigger than Li Qi imagined. He turned red and his wrinkled old face, and opened his mouth to defend himself: "We will never do such a thing, please rest assured!"

"What? You don't know that feces can nourish and make wheat grow faster?" Li Qi asked.

As long as someone urinates into the mud, he will surely soon find that urine can make plants grow faster.

"My lord, wheat is the crystallization of the earth and the gift of God! We cannot use feces to defile the gift, it is a blasphemy to God!" Wheel said excitedly: "You must know nothing about agriculture. We will go out early and come back late to collect pests in the farmland, remove weeds, and catch mice. We have tried every means, but the fields just don't... don't grow much."

That's because there is no fertilization, Baron Liqi said in his heart.

Not only did he not fertilize, he found that some people had started to weed and plant oats with idle land, use hoes to scatter the ground, loosen the soil, over and over again, but there was not much iron on the hoe, and some people dig the soil with wood or use their hands to scatter.

The pits were very shallow.

Li Qi said in his heart: "Repeated work has low productivity."

"Sir, maybe I know what you are talking about," said the servant Pitchfork, "I once heard Mr. Jiuzhu say that there is a magical thing in the church. As long as it is sprinkled in the farmland, the land will be moistened, the plants will grow wildly, and produce endless fruits..."

"Magic, miracle" Li Qi nodded, no surprise.

Perhaps it is the existence of magic that farmers will not try to use fertilizer, because there is a more "correct" guide to them in front, and they will only reflect that they are not pious enough and that God has not delivered blessings.

Magic and miracles are local specialties in this world. Perhaps they are more suitable for planting than fertilizers, but for the barren porcupine collars, manure is everywhere, which is more cost-effective.

The farmers along the way saw the young lords riding tall horses, and put down their work. The children running barefoot in the fields were also covered with mud on their faces. Under the harsh scolding of their parents, they stood obediently on the roadside. The children looked up at the man wearing gorgeous clothes on the horse, and were fascinated by the tall horses, but soon his parents pressed his head. The children were pressed against their heads but tried hard to look up. At the highest, they could only see deer-skin boots being pedaled.

That was the noble master, their lord. When they grew up, they would pick up swords and serve the lord during the war. During the busy farming period, they would return to the fields to carry sickles to harvest and farm.

Under the gaze of people, Li Qi rode his horse and followed the wheel to the home of the first dead farmer.

He had a young wife. Although her eyelids were covered with freckles and her hard work all day long made her skin rough, she could be considered a beautiful woman.

Knowing that the lord was coming, the woman stood early at the door of her small house with a few shredded feces.

The horse stopped.

"Rising An, sir~" the woman immediately bent down and greeted her.

Li Qi lowered his head and glanced at the roadside, giving up his plan to dismount. Public health was worse than he thought. No wonder Li Qi rarely left the castle before.

He is the lord, so it is natural that he doesn't get off the horse. No one present is dissatisfied, and even envies the woman who can get the lord's personal visit.

"Bird Shit is a warrior, he sacrificed for me," Li Qi asked, possessed by himself, "Is there any difficulty? As his family member, I may be able to help you."

If it weren't for the bodies of the four farmers, he wouldn't have been able to kill James, nor would he have been on a horse to patrol the territory. When he saw a lonely and helpless woman, he would be willing to help him, just as he would repay the corpse of bird shit, and for the lord's kindness.

"Yes, sir." The woman pinched her linen skirt and her hands were nervously wrinkled: "This winter is hard to bear, there is not enough food, and I don't have a husband yet."

Li Qi nodded gently, waiting for the woman to express her request, food, seeds, and silver moon, he could give it to him.

But the woman said, "I want to marry a Lao Kuoya with an ear."
Chapter completed!
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