bookandnovel Chapter 109 I am a nobleman
Chapter 109 I am a nobleman
Chapter 109 I am a nobleman
After arranging the three most important matters—sewage treatment, sanitation, and medical care—Richard led Carl to the edge of the field.
There are now five acres of transformed farmland, all surrounded by dense pine trees, providing excellent concealment.
Currently, the yield is approximately 700 units of Iridium crop every six days.
There aren't many varieties; only garlic, carrots, cabbage, parsnip, and cauliflower.
A batch of cabbages just ripened today, and Wade is harvesting them while Susan supervises and counts the quantity.
Upon seeing the lord and captain, Wade and Susan stepped forward to greet them. Richard didn't waste any words and directly instructed Wade to clean up all the farmland after the harvest was completed.
All unripe crops were dug up and used to feed poultry and livestock; the farmland was left empty to be planted with other crops the next day.
A hint of doubt flashed in Wade's eyes. Based on his experience, the carrots would be ripe in two days. It would be a waste to dig them up now.
However, he didn't ask any questions.
He simply bowed in agreement.
The farmland will be cleared immediately after the harvest is completed.
He didn't ask.
Carl couldn't help but ask.
However, instead of asking why the seedlings were dug up, he raised a very practical question.
"grown ups."
"A cabbage weighs three to four kilograms, enough to feed several people for one meal, while a clove of garlic weighs only half a kilogram, enough for only one person."
"Then why waste farmland growing garlic instead of planting cabbage? Garlic is a condiment; can't we just buy it directly from Frost City?"
In his view, the magic garden should be used where it's most needed, specifically for growing high-yield crops, so that more people can benefit.
This is the simplest truth, and also the safest choice.
Richard glanced at Carl.
Say something.
He asked a very good question, because his point of view is correct.
Any pioneering lord would definitely choose to cultivate only high-yield crops.
but...
"Karl".
"Not only on our dining table, but everything else should be enjoyed and used to the best of our ability, do you understand?"
What he meant was that he didn't care about the yield; he only cared about how good it looked and tasted.
The ordinary garlic bought from outside doesn't have the system's enhancement, and the taste is far inferior. Even if he only uses it as a seasoning in cooking, he doesn't want to settle for it.
Therefore, he would rather waste some farmland than not be able to eat high-quality vegetables such as Iridium garlic and carrots.
Karl's idea was correct.
But that's too stingy.
Iridium cabbage with regular garlic?
How disgusting!
I am a nobleman!
"Besides, if you eat cabbage today, cabbage tomorrow, and cabbage the day after, don't you get tired of it?"
Karl was taken aback by these words, and opened his mouth but was speechless.
He hadn't thought about the "whether it's too greasy" question. Normally, many people are just happy to be able to eat their fill, so why would they be picky about food?
Richard, regardless of whether Carl understood him or not, mentally accessed the farming interface of the system panel.
Select the ground area.
[Hint: Do you wish to spend 33 gold and 30 silver to convert the selected five acres of land into system-suitable farmland?]
【Yes】
Now that we have the Chiffon Legion, which is more than 500 stomachs, the previous Iridium production is not enough.
Furthermore.
With a larger population, the size of the monster army can be expanded, and the yield of crops from Silver Star and Gold Star must also keep up.
As for ordinary crops, those six hundred packhorses helped consume them.
Moreover, Lina bought more than two hundred pigs, cattle, and sheep a few days ago, bringing back all the livestock that Frost could buy.
The guards' families are currently slaughtering some cattle in preparation for a celebration tonight.
The unusual movement of the land startled the packhorses tethered to the pine forest wall in the fields, their hooves pawing the ground restlessly and neighing.
Karl's gaze was drawn to the packhorses. He turned to look at the horses of varying heights and builds and couldn't help but ask, "Sir, now that we're back in Chiffon Territory, these packhorses are no longer needed. Shouldn't we sell them?"
"Keeping it takes up space, and we have to feed it a lot of vegetables every day, so it's really not worth it."
Richard was somewhat surprised.
He countered, "Why sell them? I was planning to leave all the packhorses to the Chiffon Legion as mounts."
These words were spoken.
Karl's eyes widened, his composure vanished, and his voice unconsciously rose a few decibels.
Then she retorted, "You're not joking, are you?!"
"Sir, these are packhorses! Didn't you just say that everything for chiffon cakes must be the best?!"
"Using packhorses as mounts for soldiers? If this happened on the battlefield, we wouldn't even need to lift a finger; they'd laugh themselves to death!"
It wasn't that he was disrespectful to the lord, but as an extraordinary warrior, he simply couldn't accept the idea of riding a pack animal into battle!
What is a packhorse?
They are just livestock used for hauling goods, running transportation, and getting around!
On the battlefield, if the enemy appears riding the lowest-ranking monster war mount, the sheer pressure will cause the packhorse to collapse to the ground. How can we even talk about fighting then?
He preferred to lead his soldiers into battle on foot rather than ride these packhorses!
That's so hurtful to my pride!
This is such a disgrace to the chiffon cake army!
Karl's excitement was palpable; he unconsciously gestured with his hands toward the packhorses, his face full of anxiety and disdain.
Richard smiled.
Now he should understand what kind of person should eat what kind of food, right?
"What's your hurry?"
"Using packhorses as mounts is only temporary. The purpose is to let the soldiers practice their riding skills, not to actually have you ride them into battle."
"Two days ago, you killed that intermediate-level superhuman bandit. You saw what happened: a dozen soldiers on packhorses charged in and beheaded him. And what was the result?"
"Some were chopped off in the face, some in the chest, and some were chopped off in the top of the head, leaving people's heads a mangled mess, without any method whatsoever."
"Look at the Wolf Riders again. When they say they'll behead someone, they mean it. Every single one of them can be precisely struck on the neck; they'll never miss. Do you understand what I mean?"
Karl was taken aback, the excitement on his face gradually fading as the scene from that day flashed through his mind.
The lord is right.
Although the Chiffon Legion fought bravely that day and successfully killed all the bandits, their horsemanship was simply too poor.
The retired veterans' infantry combat skills are truly exceptional; they excel in formation, fighting, and teamwork.
In the Wolf Pack, they are trained as infantry, without being equipped with monster war mounts, let alone practicing mounted combat skills.
Only after reaching the extraordinary level and joining a high-ranking legion will one learn horsemanship to prepare for joining a knightly order in the future.
but.
With well-tamed monster war mounts, it's quite easy for infantrymen to become knights.
All you need to do is improve your coordination with your mount and get used to the discomfort caused by the bumpy ride.
Although he did not join the Wolf Riders, he had studied this subject and knew the general training process.
"You mean, let's practice basic riding skills on pack horses first?"
The doubt in Karl's eyes dissipated, replaced by a sense of realization.
"Otherwise what?"
Richard rolled his eyes at him.