Chapter 235: Kidney Beans
Early morning.
A convoy slowly pulled out of the noble quarter of Vistock, and the convoy quickly left the city gates, escorted by soldiers.
Out of the city gates, the carriage traveled some distance down the boulevard, and soon turned into a country road.
The country road is far less spacious than the avenue, and there are many forks, and there are several uphill and downhill slopes. The convoy stopped and went, making continuous turns and moving very slowly. The branches on both sides of the road rustled against the walls of the carriage, and Victor wanted to see the scenery outside the window, but he had to give up.
The convoy drove like this for two quarters of an hour before finally coming to a stop. Victor opened the window and saw a neat green field.
In the season of the earth, everything recovers, the earth rejuvenates, the crops in the fields grow gratifyingly, and the green wheat seedlings rise and fall with the wind, creating green ripples in this endless field. In addition to the wheat field is alfalfa, and the new alfalfa is like a green carpet spread in the fertile field, and the little yellow flowers are the decoration on the carpet. Not far away was a farmstead, and somehow a calf broke through the fence and rushed onto the green carpet to spread joy, and the farmer threw away his pitchfork in a panic, chased after the calf, pouted the calf's hind hooves, and dragged the little guy back to the cowshed with a curse. There is still grass left from last year, and now is not the time for the livestock to spoil the pasture.
Holding Judy's hand, Victor stepped out of the carriage, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. He is very fond of this atmosphere of nature and civilization.
"Victor, Judy, this is where I'm bringing you. The Duke of Wellington paced over, and when the two had saluted him, he said to Victor, "The gift is at the back of the manor." β
"The south-central part of the kingdom is 100,000 square kilometers in size, and we in the Wellington family occupy 57,000 square kilometers of territory. We have cultivated 32 million acres of arable land on the plains on both sides of the Blino River, and the entire central and southern regions cover more than 65 million acres, making it the second largest grain producing region in the Kingdom. β
The Duke of Wellington pointed to the manor and said, "This manor manages 20,000 acres of farmland, including 6,000 acres of wheat fields, 10,000 acres of grass fields, and γγγγγ As he spoke, a stocky man led a group of people to hurry up.
"Good day, Lord Duke of Wellington!"
The stocky man trotted over and bowed to the Duke of Wellington, and the men and women behind him knelt and bowed, and the voices shouted out were very neat, and it was not difficult to see that they had all received strict military training.
The Duke of Wellington nodded to the saluting man, and turned to Victor, "Harrion, the master of Tarn Manor. My vassals. β
"My generous and gracious master, it is a great honour for me to touch your footprints by your visit, and your visit has made Tarn Manor shine!" the man said aloud, his voice so high and loud that he could hear half of the estate.
"Alright, Harrion, even the lark will be stunned by your loud voice!" a young and handsome knight beside the Duke chirped to the lord of the manor.
"Oh, noble and handsome young master Dakru, please forgive old Harry for not seeing you, because your light is so dazzling that it blinds old Harry's eyes. "To express my sincerest apologies, I have prepared two foals for you, and I assure you that they are the purest of Carres. β
"Really?!" Dacrus' eyes lit up, and he wanted to go and see the pure-blooded Karles foal right now, but when he saw his father's majestic eyes, he retracted his steps in a curtled manner, "Well, old Harry, you get those two foals ready, and I'll take them back when I leave." β
"My honorable young master Daruk, I just asked the servant to take those two foals out for a walk. You seeγγγγγ Otherwise, I will have my purest and most beautiful little daughter, Susanna, send two Carres foals to your mansion tonight. Harrion rubbed his hands together in trepidation, but the rolling of his eyes revealed his true intentions.
The scene in front of him was a gimmick, as the Marquis of Goron said, the vassal system made the knights and nobles mixed with too much mortal blood, and the eldest son of the Duke of Wellington was not a thoroughbred horse in Harrion's eyes?
The Duke of Wellington couldn't stand it, and he said to Harrion: "This is my most honored guest, Viscount Randall and Viscountess Judy. β
"Good day, Lord Viscount Randall, may you be glorious. Good day, Viscountess Judy, may your beauty endure. Harrion bowed to Victor and Judy.
The lord of the manor, who was good at flattery, seemed to be a different person, with a respectful attitude that was neither humble nor arrogant, and Victor couldn't help but look at him a few more times.
Harrion was almost half a hundred years old, his eyes were bright, his body was thick and strong, his thick arms were knotted, and his fingers were covered with thick calluses. The dozen men and women behind Harrion should be his relatives and nephews, those men are all powerful and have the same temperament, and the female dependents are dignified and generous, obviously all well-educated, and one of them is a beautiful girl who is looking at the Duke of Wellington's heir with affection, she is most likely Harrion's youngest daughter Susanna.
Victor couldn't help but feel envious, what he lacked now was a loyal and reliable vassal who could fight bravely, organize production.
"Let's take a look at the farmland in the back. The Duke of Wellington led the group into the manor.
I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but the Duke of Wellington said as he walked: "Harrion's family has served our Wellington family for generations, 12 of his brothers and nephews have served in the army, and his farm has more than 600 freeman laborers, and an average of 150 sheep, 40 cows, 5 horses, and 700,000 pounds of grain per year. β
"Adult, there are 400,000 pounds of cow and goat milk, more than 200 geese, more than 400 chickens, goose eggs and eggs, ......"
The Duke of Wellington glared back at Harrion with a salivating face, and continued: "Harrion also manages a village with more than 1,100 people, more than 1,000 homeless hired laborers, trains 400 militiamen, and controls 300 square kilometers of territory for me. The village has twice as many annual offerings as this estate. β
In a few years, the population and output of any village of mine will be several times that of yours!
Victor's heart was sour, and he still maintained an elegant smile on his face, looking at the manor as he walked.
The manor is not too small to accommodate about 1,000 people, with several tall arrow towers erected behind a blackened iron oak fence, and the houses are neatly repaired, but they are all civil structures. Several sleek hounds emerged from the alley and barked a few times before they were stopped by Harrion's men. Victor also noticed that Harrion and his family were well-dressed, and their daughters wore jewelry, which should be a wealthy vassal family, and he couldn't help but feel more confident in the brick trade.
At the back of the manor is also a large field with vegetables and fruits planted in the field. However, there is one type of dwarf tree that stands out, these one-man tall thorny trees that resemble fruit trees, but are not covered with fruit but pods. Victor visually inspected that 3,000 acres of 4,000 acres of farmland were planted with such dwarf trees, with 25 trees per acre.
"Victor, this is my gift to you. The Duke of Wellington walked up to a low tree and said with a smile.
"What are these, my lord?" asked Victor.
"Prickly kidney beans. Wellington plucked a pod and handed it to Victor, saying, "These beans are edible, and the yield is 20 pounds per plant." β
The pods are similar to the broad beans on Earth, but are longer. Victor peeled off the pod, and the tender green beans inside were round and about the size of broad beans. Crushing the beans, Victor felt that the water in them was similar to that of broad beans.
"500 pounds of beans per acre, very good!" said Victor with joy.
"500 pounds per mu per month. The Duke of Wellington added.
"What!?My lord, I heard you right?Month is not every year!?" Victor looked at the Duke of Wellington in disbelief, he was sure that he could not be mistaken, that is, the Duke had made a mistake, and said that the year was monthly.
"Victor, you heard me right, and I didn't say it wrong. It is a monthly yield of 600 pounds per mu. The Duke of Wellington nodded with great certainty and said, "This prickly kidney bean is picked once a month, and after a month it grows again and can be picked again." From the second month of the season of the earth to the end of the second month of the season of fire, the prickly kidney beans can be picked for 4 months in a row, with an annual yield of 2,000 pounds per mu. β
2,000 pounds of beans per mu per year?!
Victor gasped. The diet of the common people consisted mainly of wheat porridge and rye bread, supplemented with legumes, vegetables, nuts and a small amount of meat and dairy products, of which beans accounted for 30% of the total. These beans include black beans, peas, and wild-harvested beans, and of course, the most nutritious kidney beans, which are concentrated fodder for war horses and cost more than wheat. Regardless of the nutritional value of the prickly kidney bean, this exaggerated yield alone doubles its value. It can be said that compared to the Duke of Wellington's prickly kidney beans, Victor's new farming and pastoral system is a joke. You know, the beans that grow on these trees obviously don't need to be sown every year!
After Victor was amazed, he had great doubts.
Why hasn't such a miraculous crop been promoted? The world doesn't pay attention to patents or intellectual property protection laws. Even if the Duke of Wellington was to guard against the freedmen and not let the freedmen take the seed out, he would not be able to withstand the pressure of the church and the royal family.
Victor thought for a moment and asked, "Lord Duke, how long does it take for the spiny kidney bean tree to be planted to mature, how long does it take to die, or do you have any special requirements for the land?" orγγγγγ What's wrong with it?"
"It only takes a year for the kidney bean tree to grow, it can be sown at any time, and it needs to be replanted after 10 years, otherwise it will be toxic. The Duke of Wellington explained to Victor: "This crop is the brainchild of four generations of scholars in our Wellington family. It took 127 years to refine the poisonous prickly bean and successfully cultivate an edible prickly kidney bean. β
"This bean is really flawed. First of all, these beans cannot be used to feed cattle, sheep and horses, but humans and wild boars can. Secondly, prickly kidney beans should be eaten after picking, and if they are eaten for more than 20 days, it will cause diarrhea and even poisoning. It's useless to dry it. The Duke of Wellington shook his head regretfully.
Victor suddenly realized. For the lords, the value of the crops, which could neither raise livestock nor store, was only for the common people, or more precisely for the homeless. Far from making no money growing kidney beans, the lords attracted displaced people, who were certainly reluctant to promote the crop.
However, the cultivation of prickly kidney beans can effectively protect the natural resources of the territory, and it is this crop that the Wellington family relies on to ensure the sustainable development of the territory, and the displaced people in the central and southern parts of the country are naturally reluctant to leave. As the number of displaced people grew, the Wellington family had to expand the area under prickly kidney beans, which led to a repeated reduction in the area under wheat and pasture cultivation to the detriment of lords, vassals, and lords.
The Wellington family has entered a vicious circle, and other families see it in their eyes and are afraid in their hearts, who would not dare to plant prickly kidney beans?
But I really want it!
Victor frowned and pondered, the Duke of Wellington was also up and down in his heart, he originally firmly believed that Victor would not refuse to prickly kidney beans, but now he was a little uncertain.
Victor turned his head to look at Renault and Shak beside him, and said with a smile: "Lord Duke, I like this gift of yours very much!"
So, the Duke of Wellington smiled, the Knight Dacrue smiled, Harrion smiled, the Duke's guards laughed, and when everyone laughed, Renault and Shaq pulled their facial muscles and smiled very standardly.