Speaking of the town, it was true that he hadn't been to the town in a serious way for a long time, and almost all of them had just gone, and even the blacksmith who used to be the most frequent in the past to make tools had wrenched his fingers a long time ago.

"That's not going to work!" Arthur felt that he had been too 'addicted' to wizarding and magic lately, and had neglected the affairs of the fields.

At this time in previous years, he should have started to re-select his breeding land to find out the healthiest and best seeds, and carry out targeted fertilization and cultivation.

But this year, apart from pulling weeds from the goblins and watering the manure twice with other farmlands, I didn't care about anything in the middle field anymore.

"No farming, no stability, no work, no wealth, I'm like these people in the magic world, I can't jump out of magic, what's the difference between this and the imperial examination, it's all a big trap that devours the energy of high-IQ scientists!" Arthur shook his head helplessly, the wizarding world's pursuit of power and mystical power was far more stubborn than that of the earth.

Whether it is the aristocracy with an orderly inheritance, or the poor children of the yeoman farmers, even the tenant farmers can always get better than in the past as long as they are out of the land, have certain qualifications, find a good teacher, and dare to work hard.

As long as there is strength, even the land can be harvested, with such an idea, how can there be the momentum to transform the improved seeds and develop agriculture?

That is, there are good high-yield native crops in this world, and the existence of sweet potatoes allows ordinary farmers to starve to death on the streets in a low-yield environment.

This root crop, which resembles a potato and has a sweet potato flavor, and the fact that sweet potatoes are easy to grow and can be grown over a wide range of areas allows novices like Arthur to grow enough food to feed themselves at a young age.

Although there are no tons of land harvested on earth, Arthur believes that this is more due to the lack of improvement of varieties and the lack of labor in the overcultivation of the land.

"By the way, if you have time, it's better to study how to increase the fertility of soil and fertilizer!" Arthur remembered the alchemy he had studied, and there was a lot of material in it that piqued his interest.

In particular, some of the potions that help magic plants grow rapidly, which seem to be completely compressed and enhanced versions of fertilizers.

This should be able to be produced on a large scale, reduce the cost, even if the effect is diluted by a hundred times, the effect can be absolutely amazing, so that the plant that would otherwise take 6 months to grow in one or two months is reduced.

Even if the yield remains the same, it is enough for the land to harvest more grain after a single sowing, such as wheat, which can grow in winter.

Sweet potatoes are still the most basic food in this world, and there are still wheat crops that Arthur is familiar with, of course, the appearance may be a little different from the earth, but it can be ground into flour and make bread, and it is basically no different from wheat.

However, wheat is more demanding and yields per acre are lower, so homesteaders can grow some on wealthy land as a staple food for their own use.

As for wanting to sell it, don't think about it, the agriculture in the north of the kingdom is all supported by the south, and the name of the Bandong Kingdom is not called in vain, if the south wants to grow all the wheat, the northerners will have to starve half of them to death.

The dinner party is two days away, but the time is very tight, tomorrow is the night after tomorrow, basically there is no buffer time.

"Damn, what a tall man, it's okay this time, I don't have any clothes to wear." Looking at the exposed boss's leg meat, Arthur muttered.

As soon as Arthur woke up the next day, he began to worry, no way, his face-supporting clothes had not been worn for too long, and after turning it out of the cupboard, he could be regarded as knowing how well he had developed during this time.

It's not just the pants that have shrunk, but even the clothes have become tight together, so that the top can barely be worn, and the tight shoulders are not easy to move at most.

As we've said before, Morado's clothing industry is backward, and Arthur is basically not hopeful that he will be able to find the right clothes in the tailor's shop.

Not to mention that he really can't get a silver coin now, let alone make clothes, and he can't even afford a piece of fabric.

The autumn and winter clothes are also considered to fit late, but on this almost 30-degree day, Arthur is not crazy when he goes out in thick leather pants.

Peter Ryder's family doesn't have to count on it, Arthur knows how many clothes Ade has, and the clothes that supported the scene were also taken away after leaving, and the rest have either been changed to Vic or are so worn that they can no longer be worn.

"Looks like we're going to have to go, Melissa should have some stock, right?" Arthur thought about it and made a difficult decision.

After Arthur left the town, Melissa's apothecary was very busy, Arthur had not been there himself, and through the rumors that Serena and Vic had brought back, he could hear what would happen if the succubus and the half-goblin were put in the same room.

"The one named Lilia is said to be Melissa's niece, and her parents died so she came to her aunt, but this niece is not worried, she has only been here for a few days, and she has beaten several customers who have accosted him, and she almost burned down the shop." Serena said this gossip vividly, which made Arthur even more afraid to come forward.

It's not that he doesn't want to see Lilia, but he's afraid that the half-goblin will stuff him with a bunch of bills, and with the depth of Arthur's pocket, he is ready to sell himself to pay off his debts.

"It's quiet, isn't it...... Maybe not as scary as the legend suggests. Arthur came to the door of the pharmacy and lingered for a while, listening with his ears up, and found that there was no too strong movement.

But years of experience had taught him not to believe what you see, and after sneaking around, ignoring the suspicious glances of passers-by, Arthur quietly climbed up the window and looked in carefully.

"What the hell?" It's okay not to look at it, but Arthur was dumbfounded, this is your sister is still a succubus and a half-goblin, these are simply two noble ladies!

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"I know your master is outside, the time hasn't come yet, don't move!" The half-goblin didn't raise his head, and gently took a sip of mint-flavored tea, his movements were elegant and free, no worse than the royal family in the palace since he was a child.

Compared to the first, the succubus turned all over, looked at the magic hand that was condensing in the void, put away his restless thoughts, glanced out the window aggrievedly, and had to sit upright, holding a thick book, and read it patiently.

Lilia was no longer the lilac skin at this time, and there were no demon wings behind her, and her skin was no worse than that of a half-elf, and her fair and tender skin was as shiny as if it had just been lifted out of the water.

There is sound insulation magic, Arthur outside the window can't hear the movement of the two, he only feels that he sees a harmonious picture, but he doesn't know that the succubus is purely forced to helpless.