Chapter 347 Inspection

"Okay, it's better than prison." Field patted Aniri on the shoulder and said comfortingly, "Save some strength and prepare for revenge. I will do what I say."

After arranging Aniri, Field still left the great swordsman under guard. He didn't want anything to go wrong, even if the agreement had been signed.

The robbery plan takes time.

Taking advantage of this period, Field plans to make arrangements for all aspects of the territory.

The first is the development and cultivation of agriculture.

Field promulgated a new agricultural plan, and 90% of the cultivated land was planted with oats and barley. Due to seasonal issues, the current season is not suitable for planting wheat, and the rest is for planting vegetables.

"Kaa, the eggs and mushrooms on the market now are provided by a few fixed families."

After flipping through the information twice, Field raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, they are the first batch of people to leave their slave origin. They were the ones who applied to be raised as Kunkun."

"How large a scale do they breed?"

"Well, I don't know exactly. There are probably three or four eggs in a family." Kaa felt guilty every time he couldn't give a specific answer. "They always sell eggs once a week, about ten or so."

"Only three or four Kunkun can sell so many eggs. In comparison, the production efficiency of my ranch is too low."

After all, the leaders work hard and treat Kunkun like a treasure. And my own pasture will inevitably be rough.

"The small-scale peasant economy still has its merits. It can adapt to the current productivity." Field thought for a moment, then stood up and said, "Come on, let's go down to the grassroots and walk around twice."

With his hard work, Rubble became one of the first people in the territory to escape from slavery.

He walked out of the market door, holding the coins in his arms carefully. Although there are patrols around, there will be no robbers or thieves, but coins are something more precious than life and cannot be taken carelessly.

"Mr. Rubble, we are here to sell eggs again." The soldier at the door of the market waved to him, "Why don't you sell mushrooms?"

"Good day, I have lost the protection of the goddess recently and the mushrooms cannot grow."

Rubble nodded in greeting and put on a flattering smile. I still remember that the first time a soldier greeted him, he almost pissed himself. After all, outside the Night Territory, as long as the soldiers notice you, there will be no good things to gain. Only your army has incredible military discipline.

"Praise the lord."

After handing over a copper coin as market stall fee, the rubble left the convenience market.

The market in Nightfall Territory was divided into two parts by the lord.

To the west is the convenience market, where residents can trade freely and spend a copper coin to set up stalls. The products here are almost all agricultural products, and your own eggs are one of the most sought-after goods. The convenience market is only open in the early morning and evening, and is a place frequented by housewives from the territory.

To the east is the lord's temporary commercial area, and the rubble doesn't even dare to get close. Because everything there exudes a noble aura, Rubble feels like a country bumpkin every time he walks past it, only daring to walk on his toes.

White salt is the only thing that Ruili buys there. He swears that he has never tasted such high-quality salt in his life. It has no bitter taste and exudes a refreshing fragrance. Whether it is used to make soup or dip into crispy bread, it is a good choice. enjoy.

His wife kept begging him to buy a bar of soap. That thing is almost as good as gold. Any woman who buys one is enough to become the center of attention.

In addition, snacks, white bread and clothes will be sold in the commercial area. Rubble guesses that only officers and castle maids can afford them.

"Rubble, stop."

Kaa called his name in a serious tone from a distance.

When he turned around, he saw the lord. The rubble almost made his pants fly away. His legs went weak and he knelt down: "Good day, Lord Baron!"

"Don't be so nervous." Field kept a faint smile, "I want to see your current living standard. Do you mind letting me visit your house?"

Field didn't think that just by opening his mouth in the city hall, the lower class citizens would be able to live a good life.

Proper spot checks and visits are helpful to understand the status of the territory. You must know that the wealth of the territory will feed back the chosen ones.

"Please... please check, sir, but my wife and daughter are at work."

The rubble shook like chaff in a sieve, and he still retained the perspective he had when he was a slave, thinking that if he didn't perform well, he might be beheaded at any time.

"Well, I'm just visiting. I don't want to meet anyone. Don't think too much about it." Field twitched the corner of his mouth. He looked like a pervert. Why did he think of his wife and daughter immediately?

"I don't even want to think about how the Lord would like your daughter." Kaa rolled his eyes, kicked the rubble in the leg, and said sarcastically, "Damn it, the Lord can come to visit because you have been blessed by the goddess of luck. "

Field wanted to tell Kaa to be more civilized, but Kaa's vulgar words made Rubble breathe a sigh of relief and even smile with relief.

Such a arrogant and condescending tone of voice is just right and makes people feel reassured.

"Your Majesty is right, I hope my house will not dirty your boots." Rubble immediately found his comfort zone and invited Field to visit his home.

Entering his mud house, Field looked around. It was a very classic medieval civilian hut. The firepit served as a kitchen and was arranged in the middle of the hut.

There were no beds, just tattered floors. The most valuable things are the food and seeds placed in the wooden cabinet, which are well protected by the wooden cabinet.

This standard of living is worse than that of the homeless people of later generations.

"Sure enough, the living standards of ordinary people in the territory are still extremely poor." Field felt heavy in his heart.

Kao disagreed: "Lord Field, as long as they still have a breath, they should be grateful for your kindness. Besides, they have food to eat and houses, and their lives are good enough."

"Yes, sir." Scratching his head, Rubble said happily, "Let me think about it, I can't think of any good things. I can't replace the cabinet with gold."

"Hey~" Field shook his head with a smile.

"These jars are..."

The most noteworthy thing is a series of clay jars in the corner.

"My lord, these are broken jars bought from the convenience market."

"I mean what's inside them."

"Mushrooms, the kind from Caitou Village. I don't know why they haven't grown recently." Rubble scratched his thigh and said in a trembling voice, "I've thought of countless ways, tried using fertilizer or changing water, but I can't make them grow."

"Oh, I see." Field turned to Kao and instructed, "Ask other families to see if this phenomenon is common."

"Yes, my lord." Although Kao didn't understand why the Baron was so concerned about the lives of his subjects, it would never be wrong to follow his instructions.