Mushrooms need two important external environmental conditions - temperature and humidity, humidity is not a problem, Silver Dawn chose to establish a stronghold in this high ground because there are several mountain springs here, according to Oak Leaf, there is a few caves dug out of it that are very humid, neither a storehouse nor a human habit, so they are left unused, just to grow mushrooms.

As for the temperature, it will be winter in two months, so the only way to heat the cave is to use artificial means, and people in this era used stoves to warm themselves in winter, so they also had to prepare a stove in the cave, so fuel and ventilation became a big problem.

Wood is not only the fuel for the stove, but also one of the substrate materials for cultivating mushrooms, but the Master Oak Leaf is not allowed to cut down indiscriminately, and the druid asks Unas to selectively cut down dead or diseased trees under his instructions, which will undoubtedly greatly limit the scale of cultivation.

Unas argued with reason to get the druids to agree that too dense woods could also be cut, of course, under his supervision, and as for ventilation, the problem could only be solved by the dwarven architects, who were experts in burrowing.

After the matter was discussed, the meal was almost eaten, and Unas couldn't wait to go to the damp mountain caves.

The Oak Leaf Master didn't ask Yeyue or Beryl to do it for him, but led the way himself, and it seemed that he was quite concerned about this matter, and Unas put away his dissatisfaction with him a little bit on the matter of cutting down trees.

The future mushroom breeding base was not far from the druid's hut, and the group soon arrived at their destination, where several caves appeared side by side on the mountain wall, all only more than half a man high, and at a glance they knew that they were the fruits of the dwarves' labor.

"This is where Beryl and I tested," Master Oak Leaf walked to a hole and beckoned to Unas, but said to the other three, "It's too narrow inside, there's nothing to see, you three are just outside, Master Unas, please come in." ”

Unas nodded and bent down into the cave, and after a few steps it became spacious, at least straightened up, and as soon as he was about to take out the illuminating stone, a bright green light came out from behind him, and the tip of the wooden staff in the palm of the oak master exuded a warm and soft light, illuminating the entire cave.

Several small boxy experimental fields occupy the ground of the cave, and Unas turns around the fields a few times, several fields are of different varieties, and each field is divided into different areas according to the growth stage, which looks scientific.

Unas didn't have the heart to become a mushroom expert, so he asked directly, "Which one has the largest yield?" ”

"Over there, we've all eaten it just now," Oak Leaf pointed to the area to the left, "The light yellow has a banana aroma, so I named it the yellow banana mushroom, and it takes three months to ripen." ”

Unas looked closer, the average ripe was the size of two palms, and the wrinkled looked ugly, "Can you shorten the ripening time?" ”

"If there is more fertile black soil, it may be shortened by one to two weeks," the oak leaf pointed to the other side, "There are also those that ripen faster, and the white sprouts over there can grow completely in a month, but in terms of average yield, three harvests are far less than one harvest of yellow banana mushrooms." ”

This is a long-term and short-term problem, in the case of limited resources and land, the long-term slow but large harvest, the short-term fast but small harvest, Unaston is stuck in the choice difficulty.

Seeing that he was undecided, Oak Leaf suggested: "It's better to ...... the two together"

"No, I don't want to regret it when someone starves to death, so I'll grow yellow banana mushrooms!"

The reserves in the stronghold should be fine for another three to four months, Unas doesn't want anyone to starve to death under his rule, and this winter must be spent safely, "Where is the fertile black soil around here?" ”

"There is a swamp at the junction of the Spider Forest and the Canyon, where the black soil is a treasure that nurtures life."

It's almost the nest of venomous spiders, and the oak leaves can go so deep into it that the druids are worthy of being the guardians of nature.

"Please master cultivate more spores of yellow banana mushrooms, and I will find a way to do it in the black soil." The first thing to do should be to connect these caves, and then increase and deepen, otherwise any large-scale planting will be a dream.

"Actually, there's one more thing," Master Oak Leaf interrupted Unas in thought after a long silence, "about the former garrison. ”

"The master also wants to be involved in this matter?" Unas was amazed, could the druid have something to do with Horia's death?

"I've been asked to arbitrate, and I hope you'll show mercy."

"What do you mean?"

"You'll find out tonight." Oak Leaf left this and turned away without waiting for Unas to ask again.

The old stubbornness of the mysterious, Unas scolded secretly, listen to what he meant, the person responsible for Holia's death seems to be about to confess his guilt tonight, it won't be red eyebrows, right?

Judging from the information that Unas has, the matter is actually very simple, Holia kidnapped Emily in order to rescue her friends in the dungeon, this matter has somehow been leaked, and the angry gnomes will definitely find a way to take revenge, and the dwarf has always been a vassal of the dwarves, and the red eyebrows, as the leader of the dwarves, are likely to be the masterminds of the murder of Holia.

After seeing a series of performances of Red Eyebrows this morning, Unas was more sure of what he thought in his heart, and now that the dwarf has asked the Oak Leaf Master to mediate, is it also a bit of a threat?

Indeed, without the help of the druids and the dwarves, the mushroom cause would be in vain, and if Unas cut off the head of the red eyebrows because of this, the dwarves would surely break with him.

The taste of being threatened is not very pleasant, in fact, he feels in his heart that Holia deserves it, but from the standpoint of the human race, the crime is not death, and Emily was finally rescued by him unharmed, which is probably the reason why the other party is willing to confess to him, and they also feel indebted.

How should this be handled? On the one hand, Holia is a paladin who has been tested in many wars, and utilitarianly speaking, he is an important asset of the Silver Dawn, and it is so inexplicably gone, Unas must give an account to the one-eyed baron.

On the other hand, the dwarves are the most powerful among the alien races, and Unas needs their support in all aspects, not to mention that he has a good private relationship with the two brothers Shimei and Chimei, originally he planned to drag out the investigation, but he didn't expect that Chimei was scared and was about to confess, what a brainless fool.

In short, this matter must be resolved privately, and it must not be made public, otherwise there will be no way out.

"Brother Unas!" Beryl's small head appeared at the entrance of the cave, "Someone's looking for you." ”

Unas came back to his senses, he had been in the cave for a while, and replied, "Who is it?" ”

Beryl didn't answer, she stuck out her tongue mischievously and then retracted, and Unas shook his head and bent out of the cave.

Oak Leaf and Night Moon had already taken the first step, and there were only two young boys and girls outside the cave, Raphael and Beryl, and a bewitching figure in a white priest's robe, Sally Whiteman.

It's still so touching and beautiful, every time you see her, you seem to be amazed, but at this time, what is not commensurate with the noble robe is that this stunner seems to be emitting resentment rays all over her body, and their target is, of course, Unas, who has just come out of the cave.

In the warm sunlight after noon, Unas felt the sudden cold, and a funny feeling appeared in his heart.