Chapter 115: Work Hard

A few days later, the real spring arrived, and the water source polluted by the rain showed signs of recovery, but the recovery speed was slower than that of the last rainfall.

But what is worrying is that some weeds have withered. The trolls tried to grow potatoes with the stream water that had not completely returned to normal in the farmland next to the town, but there was still no sign of sprouting.

The experiments of the trolls made Xiang En also dispel the idea of ​​using river water to irrigate the crops, and continued to add the Scaleless Spring to the water in the reservoir every day, or add natural fertilizer to the urinal in the toilet.

On this day, Xiang En made a super-sized mashed potato for himself and Andrea as usual.

Searching the storage room, he found that there was not much salt left from the houses of 500 people in the town, and the remaining amount was only enough for two or three months. It was almost time for him to find the salt mine he had heard about from Dunier.

After feeding Andrea with mashed potatoes and warming a pot of milk for her as usual, Xiang En took Naka, who had broken through to the gold rank, out of the room and continued to inspect her territory.

Today, the trolls came to the manor consciously and began to do farm work.

Between the fields, the trolls began to dig the soil, planting potatoes, corn, peanuts, beets, wheat, and oil melons.

These crops are the only crops that Xiang En can grow, and they all need to be arranged. The farmland in the front yard is only planted with beets, peanuts and oil melons for the time being.

I planted potatoes once before, and it will take a long time to replenish the manure in the field.

So there is no large-scale planting of staple food. The large open space in the backyard has now been reclaimed as farmland, one-third of which is planted with corn, one-third with wheat, and the remaining one-third with potatoes.

Although the taste is mediocre, those potatoes can be eaten in two to three months, and the yield per mu is ten tons. Who can refuse such food!

Awuda, the chief sorcerer of the Frost Troll tribe, also came to the field. He was allocated an experimental field, and was going to try to use the sorcerer to cultivate plants in a direction that would produce greater yields and harvest faster.

Witchcraft is an alternative way of using natural magic power. It has the power to desecrate life. One of its functions is like an exquisite gene editor, which can, to a certain extent, mutate the will of the life caster.

Such mutations would be more stable if they emerged from seeds or embryos.

In the distant era, the trolls relied on special witchcraft to obtain high-yield food and a large number of soldiers of a new race who were not afraid of death, and finally they were able to share the world with the elves.

In the end, because of their unscrupulous style and brutal rule, they were cast aside by most of the created races. In the end, all kinds of treason and betrayal pushed the trolls off the altar.

Some trolls in the mainland are still doing similar experimental research, but their era has passed after all, and most of the current trolls have become poor worms struggling to survive.

Xiang En looked at Awuda, who was dancing in front of a corn seedling, shook his head and walked away.

It's not that he looks down on trolls, on the contrary, he thinks their witchcraft is miraculous, capable of rewriting life, but the process of casting spells is difficult to control, and it takes a lot of time to interfere. There are still many disadvantages of witchcraft, and the key is that he can't learn it.

After leaving the farmland, Xiang En went to the iron workshop built next to the wall in the backyard.

This iron workshop is in charge of Maji and Duncan. In addition to forging iron for Xiang En, the two of them also work with a few trolls to burn at least one ton of pig iron every day.

Walking into the burning iron workshop, I saw a few trolls working hard to pull the bellows and shovel charcoal, while Maggie and Duncan were forging the freshly burnt pig iron.

The pig iron was the size of an irregular human head. Duncan was responsible for fixing it on the anvil with iron tongs, while Maggie swung a sledgehammer and beat it one after another. When it was knocked into a big discus, it would be quenched by them, and it would be thrown aside after quenching.

Later, if necessary, it can be processed into other shapes.

Seeing that the employees were all working hard, Xiang En couldn't help but nodded, and with his hands behind his back, he walked to the side of the iron-bearing sand that hadn't been thrown into the furnace for calcination.

He couldn't help but think of a problem that he hadn't paid much attention to. The iron ore has been dug for almost two months. Has it been dug yet?

Iron ore is not a precious mineral. There are iron ore in many mountains, and most of them may be open-pit, but the reserves are very small, and there is no value for development.

Xiang En has never cared about the reserves of iron ore, because this thing is really common, besides, there are mountains next to it, and one place is gone, so just find another place to dig, it is nothing more than a matter of long distance and short distance.

But it has been two months, dozens of tons of iron have been drilled, and Bourne, who went to mine, is still digging. Could it be that there are a lot of reserves?

This question may not be answered until Bourne returns with the bullock cart at noon.

Wiping off the sand from his hands, Xiang En turned his head and patted the dull-eyed Ma Ji on the shoulder, encouraging him: "Work hard, and I will give you two a rabbit as a reward next month!"

You seem to have said this last month...

Ma Ji turned his head and looked at Xiang En's encouraging eyes, his expression collapsed, and he looked like he was about to cry.

Thinking about how easy their work was in the past, even if they had to be on call 24 hours a day, they still had a lot of time to enjoy and rest.

Since he started iron smelting, he and Duncan had to forge nearly fifteen hours a day.

There is a fixed production target, and the trolls will leave as soon as it gets dark, and the two of them are busy working so hard that they can finish it at night, and if they can't finish it, they will have no food.

It was better for a week or two, but after working for two full months, they had to get up to burn charcoal before dawn every day. The two of them worked from the time the troll hadn't come, until the troll left at night, and then they could drag their tired bodies back to rest.

Every time I don't get much substantive rewards, if I want to be transferred, I will press back with words of special treatment for special periods.

But so what!

Xiang En looked at Ma Ji's face that was about to cry, and his smile became brighter. It's not that he really wants to squeeze the two of them to death, but the trolls' brains are really not very good, and it's easy to make mistakes. The two of them still have to work hard!

Ma Ji's crying face was sold out, and under Xiang En's gaze, he slowly showed an ugly smile, "Yes, it's all for the boss, so there is no reward... I will continue to work!"

"Okay!" After receiving a satisfactory reply, Xiang En put down his hand on Ma Ji's shoulder this time, and said, "Don't worry, you will be able to change jobs soon...Hey, tomorrow! Tomorrow you will bring two ox carts and go to the mountains with Bourne and Hogan to dig some salt mines. It should take a few days. You should take a good rest in these few days and bring back the iron ore digging two ox carts by the way."

Markey was stunned at first, and then showed an expression of excitement and surprise.

This made Duncan on the side a little anxious, "Boss...boss, what about me?"

"The outside world is very dangerous now. Iron is an important material. We need iron to strengthen our walls, and we will use iron in our weapons in the future. If there is not enough iron, there will be no security. In short...you should work harder!"

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