Chapter 22: Autumn harvest and borrowing grain

Author: Sibai Mama

Chapter 22: Autumn harvest and borrowing grain

"Ahem!"

The pungent smell of the preservative was choking Li Qi's cough. He raised his hand and slapped it for a while before he dispelled the smell.

Turning his head to look at the mutated half-zombie wandering in the distance, it has a very low consciousness, and even at Li Qi's request, it can only walk and wander aimlessly.

The other two corpses of the land people were also made into dead bodies by him. Without magical materials, they were just the most ordinary corpses and needed to be controlled by him personally. They usually remained motionless like ordinary corpses.

Li Qi also arranged for people to go to the mountains to search for red herbs, but there was no news so far. Instead, there was a lot more wild game on the table.

The production of preservatives is not difficult. The materials can be purchased and the price is not too expensive. The only problem is that the taste is pungent. If he hadn't studied it in the crypt in the bedroom, I'm afraid the entire Porcupine Castle would have smelled this smell.

The corpse soaked in preservatives will not appear in the public eye.

With three corpses of landminds, Li Qi's next time strategy was obviously much faster.

Crypt.

He controlled two shaking corpses of the earthlings to pull out a long sword full of rust. He was familiar with the use of one mind and two-minded combat skills and the characteristics of not being painful or dying. He forced him to cooperate with the red-haired mutant half-zombie ghoul to successfully kill the earthlings.

After discovering the order to kill the red-haired half-zombie ghoul, she was very straightforward when she simply executed this command similar to instinct.

In the corner of the wall, a small landlord curled up in a ball and looked at the dead body in fear. He might not understand why the corpses of his relatives stood up and killed other relatives.

And Li Qi would not let it have so many troubles.

The long sword penetrated, and the last earthling people died.

Now I can carefully count the loot.

He found a grassy field.

Blue grass, blue.

"This thing is probably the grass of life mentioned in the book of Son of Rangers."

In addition to the blue grass, there are three complete corpses of earthlings, a pile of rusty armor and weapons, and a rotten broken box.

The dead body tore the wooden box with mushrooms, and most of the living things were rotten so that they could not be seen as they were. There was only one sealed cylinder that attracted his attention.

study.

On Li Qi's table were two things, a blue grass, and the sealed cylinder.

Prying open the cylinder with a knife, inside is a letter sealed by fire lacquer, a letter from unopened hundreds of years ago? Even if you are not a scholar, Li Qi's breathing is tense at this moment. People will be curious about unknown history, and secrets hidden in history will aggravate people's curiosity.

Over the past few hundred years, the letters in the cylinder were only yellowed in paper, but he still opened them carefully to avoid damage.

But it is not letters, but... magic!

It records a magic called "Hawkeye". By taming his birds and allowing it to patrol in the air, the magic user can see everything in its eyes.

"Just like the method of necromancers controlling dead bodies, this magic cannot control its actions, it can only see what it sees."

The effect is not as good as controlling dead bodies, but it requires less energy and can be used on living creatures.

After reading it carefully several times, Li Qi copied the magic letter again, and then burned the yellowed part. The letter paper can last until now, and he has shown mercy to the master of time. He can no longer save the original and pray that it can support countless years.

Black-eared blacksmith shop.

Li Qi came to check out the new farm tools he made by his blacksmith apprentice. Although Black Ears were arrogant and thought that he was destined not to build farm tools, he had to say that he was indeed a good player in building farm tools.

"I have already built this kind of iron farm tool you want."

It was a triangular double-edged iron tool, and the pointed front section could penetrate into the soil.

Black ears scratched his hair that had not been washed for a month or two and asked curiously: "Sir, are you going to install it on a hoe?"

"Of course not"

Li Qi shook his head: "I need to create a brand new farm tool that can make farming faster, more efficient and more labor-saving."

When digging pits and using hands, some farmers can only use hoes, the plow appears in their own territory, which will greatly increase the speed of plowing. Of course, the lord does not intend to provide these for free.

The autumn harvest has come to an end in recent days, and a new round of agricultural planting is about to begin. He plans to let slaves use plows to attract farmers to change tools.

Wheat cultivation is a good demonstration opportunity.

Although making heavy plows will greatly liberate human power, the porcupine collars only have the old horses I just bought, and they do not have enough animal power, so they are not considered.

According to the groom's identification, there are only two mares with fertility. The rest can only be used to pick up goods. Don't think about it if it is too heavy.

With iron tools, the remaining parts of the plow need to be made by carpenters, but what the porcupine collar lacks is craftsmen. Black ears, who heard about Li Qi's idea, volunteered. He had the experience of making farm tools, so he didn't understand the carpenter work at all.

Baron Liqi, who had no talent at all, could only let Black Ears give it a try.

"grown ups!"

The servant ran over in panic.

"What's wrong with the pitchfork?"

Prawford glanced at the black ears, and the blacksmith apprentice turned around and left with great tactfulness, leaving room for chatting for the master and servant. Prawford then whispered: "I have mixed the grass into the sheep's feed as you told me. After the sheep has eaten..."

"How is it?" Li Qi was very curious about the efficacy of the grass of life.

"The ram has been riding on the ewe for a long time," Prawford said embarrassedly: "The ewe now runs away when she sees the ram."

He asked, "Where is the ram?"

Pitchfork scratched his head: "The ram foamed and was awake now, but his legs were weak and he couldn't stand up."

"Then let it rest well." Liqi expressed his understanding of the ram whose body was hollowed out: "If it doesn't eat grass, open its mouth and feed it, and don't let it starve to death."

Pitchfork immediately replied: "Yes!"

Li Qi was thinking about the issue of the grass of life.

"A grass can exhaust the sheep. If this grass is diluted, it will be used to make special medicine and sell it to Tieshi City..." He seemed to have seen a golden road to wealth.

The "holy land" of Tieshi City is very suitable for selling special medicines for men.

However, you need to try it a few more times before this to avoid eating people to death.

The autumn harvest is over, and the harvest this year is not good. Trucks of shriveled grains are sent into the castle, and the remaining small part can be used to help farmers with the cold winter.

The man who had just finished working, Pig Eyegrass pushed open the door and returned home.

The oatmeal porridge was stewed in the hanging pot, and the bran floated on the porridge without any complete treatment. The man's stomach was rumbling, and he scooped a spoonful and was about to put it into his mouth.

"That's for the children!" The wife, wearing a dirty and numb skirt, came over, snatched the spoon from the pig's eye grass, and poured it back into the pot: "There is no food at home, how can you live in winter?"

The land you planted at home always does not grow food, and the husband is also very diligent in farming, but... it is probably because he is not pious enough to pray for the Four Gods.

The old and thigh-eared teeth can have enough food to survive the winter. He was married to a new widow by the Lord, and his life was perfect.

"Hehe" Pig Eye Grass grinned: "Who can't say that it's winter? Lord Lord said that if anyone's family doesn't have enough food, they can borrow it from the castle. If they borrow 10 pounds this year, they will have to pay back 13 pounds next year."

"What does Lord Lord say really?" the wife asked in surprise, then looked bitter and said, "What should I do if the harvest is not good next year, if it is not enough?"

"Then you will pay your life to the adults as slaves." Pig Eyed Grass said open-mindedly: "I think those slaves have lived much better than us. They can still drink oatmeal soup and eat rye bread a day."

But the woman was excited: "Who will be a slave!"

Slaves have the freedom to commit suicide. In addition, everything must be followed by the master's orders. Moreover, the slave's children are also slaves. This is true for generations. She hopes that her son can become a farmer in the future. If she is lucky enough to enter the castle and become a male servant, the whole family will have much better life.

Just like Mrs. Tit, her children can eat every day since she entered the castle as a laundry maid.

"I think the old toilet family borrowed 30 pounds of oats," Pig Eyecao whispered: "The food he farms is not as good as ours, and it is really not as good as ours. We are not the worst. If we can't survive this winter, we will be all over. When I go to work next year, you will pray to the four gods at home and you will definitely get a good harvest."

She was faintly told: "How about you go and try?"
Chapter completed!