The other yeoman farmers thought that he had invited a druid sacrifice and had cast a magic spell on the land to reap such frequent harvests.

"It's okay, I think next time we should put in barbed wire, and the edge of the ditch should be boarded so that these guys can stop them from entering the canal."

Arthur smiled, he didn't care about failure, but the modification work must be on him again.

After all, it is the first experimental project outside of one's own land, and it is inevitable that there will be some small extra labor.

Constantly trying new methods is a lot of fun for him, and it's not the first time he's failed.

The ooze monster can only be regarded as a small setback in the long process of "creating and inventing".

Successfully destroying half of his warehouse's rampage steam engine was nothing more than the explosives that almost didn't smoke him.

The more you learn about this world, the more you will realize the difference between this place and the world you used to live in.

This made Arthur's journey through life at the beginning not smooth, language, writing, knowledge, completely different from the past world, can only start from scratch, for a long period of learning.

"It's like learning from the beginning again." Arthur gritted his teeth as he followed the candlelight and flipped through the esoteric books his father had left behind.

The rules of this world are different from those of the past, and the creatures of this world are different from those of the past, which creates many obstacles for Adam to integrate into this world.

Those who he thinks are the truth are ruthlessly subverted here, and those incredible beings are common sense here.

Fortunately, some things will not change, and plants still need enough fertilizer and enough water to grow better.

Although there are a little extra needs in the growth of creatures, it can't stop Arthur from using his knowledge to integrate himself here and get a good harvest.

In his field with Uncle Vinock, Arthur proves that in this world, not only druids and elves can listen to plants and make the land harvest!

After ten years of exploration, Arthur continued to select and cultivate seeds, optimize the experimental field and other means, so that some of the technology of another world showed its vitality in the magic world.

However, the wizarding world is still an agrarian society, there are no machinery, and the cost of magic is too high, so the manual work of digging up the mud still has to be done by young people.

Uncle Vinnock returned home to tend to the livestock and fields, leaving the two brothers and sisters in the canal to continue the hard work.

"I'm tired!" After digging in the mud for most of the day, Arthur was smelly and tired.

The silt produced by the Silt Monster is different from ordinary river mud, and it smells like stinky gas buried in the bottom of the soil, and every shovel has to endure the stench of choking, and no matter how big the nerves are, they can't stand it.

"It stinks me!"

Unlike Arthur, Ade, who is full of physical strength, didn't feel much tired, and he didn't feel too cold just after spring, so he jumped into the river after taking off his clothes, and went straight to the bottom of the water, trying to wipe off the unpleasant smell on his body.

"Yo! ~Yo! I said who is so stinky and shameless, it turns out that he is a troublesome brother. The sound of laughter was heard, and several tiresome laughter came from the other side of the river.

"Why bother to be like the little kids." Arthur felt helpless when he heard this voice, these second generations couldn't avoid any world, so he turned his head and didn't plan to pay attention to it, and continued to rest him.

However, there is no such thing as a gentleman here, and it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, not to mention that Ade is not a gentleman, the little bully in the town, a little expert in fighting, where can he stand such instigation.

"Poof~!" A huge splash of water rose from the bottom of the water, and a stone with a head the size of more than a dozen pounds flew over the river surface more than ten meters and smashed in front of the eyes of the group of young masters!

"Phew! Damn untouchables, wait. ”

A few young men in Chinese costumes shouted unwillingly, but they didn't dare to approach the riverbank, who knew if the brute bull would smash the next stone on his head.

"Alas, Ade, why did you get on with them again?" Hearing the sound of a long way away, Arthur sat up from the haystack.

"A bunch of uncleaned kids." After rubbing and getting wet with river mud, Ade went ashore.

Violence vented for a while, Ade was in a good mood, although the smell on his body still lasted for a long time, but after washing and weakening, it was gradually approaching, living in a toilet without smelling the smell.

"I've been so diligent lately, don't these little guys have to go to class?" Arthur sighed, this group of noble second generations is much better than his own life, don't look at the talents are not good, but they are born without worrying about being hungry.

The Morado River, the river that passes through the small town of Morado, is cut in half from west to east along the hilly mountains.

To the north of the river was the land of the little boys, the land of the nobles of Morado and the surrounding villages, using the more abundant water of the river upstream, and the land was cultivated for them by the commoners.

To the south, there are these yeoman farmers, who can also be called freemen.

These yeoman farmers were not nobles or commoners without their own land, they were more like farmers as Arthur knew, with private lands recognized by the kingdom.

With very low taxes, they have the freedom to decide how to use their land.

"The system of this world is really strange, and the aristocracy seems to have great power, but in fact, a large part of the heroes who really left their names in history were born into homesteaders."

While researching the history of this world, Arthur discovers this strange coincidence, and when he ponders the origin of the yeoman farmer, he realizes that it seems to be justified again.

The land of the yeoman farmer was not given by the kingdom, but was purchased from the nobility and the kingdom with money, but it was obviously not possible to occupy large tracts of land in perpetuity.

Don't look at Uncle Vinock as an old peasant, but there is a collection of books in his house that is not inferior to his father's.

Ade was even more ear-grabbing by his mother to learn this knowledge since he was a child, including several other younger siblings, who were treated the same, and those civilians who lacked education and even couldn't read, even if they were farming, were completely different in nature.

In a world where productivity is relatively backward, knowledge and the inheritance of land are in the hands of the upper strata, and yeoman farmers have met this characteristic.

But yeoman farmers are not in power, so what is it that sustains their knowledge?

"Isn't it true that my great-grandfather was a landwalker-level warrior? Isn't your father the same, a mid-level demon warlock. Ade, who was licking a candy cube as a young man, gave Arthur the answer.

This made him pause, and it was also the first time that he realized that there are different rules in this different world, and that in addition to power and money, power is also an important force that determines the distribution of resources and knowledge.