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In the Principality of Thunder in the south of the main plane, even in autumn, the air pressure will not be very high, the air will not be relatively dry, and of course it will not make people feel "refreshing".

But if you are facing the golden farmland, neat and tidy, and the ears are heavy, you can estimate that the harvest is very large just by looking at it without harvesting......

In this case, there are probably only two kinds of people who are not in a good mood.

One is a pervert, and the other is a madman who believes in the god of famine.

Crick was neither a pervert nor a god of famine, so he looked at the vast golden fields and was in a good mood and smiled happily.

"It's unimaginable!" Standing beside him was Keane's Wizard Advisor, Mage Dhamweed. This mage, who usually seemed very calm and even cold, was also shocked at this moment, and a strange light flashed in his eyes, making him look much more brilliant when he was originally a little gloomy.

"Look at this field, I'm afraid you can receive three or four hundred catties per acre of land. Butler Leiden looked at the field, smiled, and said, "Sir, you are amazing!"

"It's the farmers, not me. Crick laughed and said, "I just came up with an idea, and it's they who actually do it." ”

"The farmers alone have been like that for hundreds of years. Gen Darmswade said earnestly, "After I got the news, I studied the historical records carefully. Except for the special farmland managed by the mage, ordinary farmland generally has a harvest of 100 catties per acre, and it is a miracle to be able to have 200 catties, which is enough for people to hold a grand festival to thank the rich lady (the goddess of harvest). A situation like Keaneling's, with the exception of a few braggarts that you can know at first glance is, is certainly not a occurrence in history. ”

Crick smiled, "History is always moving forward." ”

"Yes, history is always moving forward. Master Darmswade smiled and nodded, and looked at the golden field again.

"It's just...... I never imagined that I would be able to witness such a scene with my own eyes, and that I would even be one of the people who moved history forward......"

From fertilizer to reclamation, to the development of various agricultural tools, he worked part-time as an alchemist. As he himself said, if the scene in front of him is "history advancing", then he has indeed made a lot of efforts in the great cause of promoting history forward.

Perhaps the aristocrats would look down on this, but as a spellcaster, a spellcaster who had also studied as a scholar, Damved knew what that meant.

This means that even if you die of old age in the future, you are likely to be praised by a god for this exploit and promoted to eternal life. Or even if there is no god who particularly appreciates him, the kings of hell will look at themselves differently and give them preferential treatment because of this great achievement.

The only things that can be immortal in this world are gods and deeds.

Butler Leiden, who had only nine intelligence, didn't think so far, and he had managed the farm for many years and quickly estimated this year's harvest, and then estimated the taxes that could be received, so that the old smile almost bloomed.

But he suddenly stopped laughing again, because he remembered a serious problem.

"Master, our harvest here is so good, will the selling price of grain be reduced?"

Although his intelligence is not high enough, he still has sufficient social experience after being a housekeeper for so many years. He remembers that every year of a good harvest, the merchants would lower the price of their grain purchases, so that the harvest would not necessarily benefit much.

Located in the south, the Principality of Thunder has a warm climate and fertile land, and has been an important food producer over the years. But no one here, whether it is the farmers or the lords, has ever been able to make a fortune by growing food.

Although the harvest of Keane Collar this time is extraordinary, it is not even a "miracle" enough. But for businessmen, isn't it just to lower the purchase price......

Crick raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Do you expect the merchants to depress the price to death?"

"Yes, it's not once or twice. The housekeeper sighed, "Whenever there is a good harvest, the merchants will push the price of grain to death...... Too much to see. ”

"That's for the commoners, do they dare to do it to our nobles?" Creek asked in a deep voice, "When you meet a grumpy nobleman, it is possible to hang these profiteers directly." ”

"Hehe, as long as you can make money, what is it to be hanged?" said Layton with a sneer, "I have heard of a viscount who was angry and hanged a merchant who lowered the purchase price of grain, and what was the result? ”

“...... That doesn't make sense!" Crick frowned, "life is more important than money!"

"I don't understand anything too esoteric, anyway, I've never heard of a businessman who doesn't desperately lower prices at such a time. Layton sighed and said, "In general, they will form an alliance and work out an approximate price. In any case, it can only fluctuate up and down at this price, and this is true for the whole country. ”

Crick's eyes suddenly lit up: "The whole country is like this?"

"That's right. ”

"Then don't worry. Crick laughed, "I've sent Rena to investigate before, and this year's harvest shouldn't be much different from previous years, except for our Keane Territory." In other words, food prices should be about the same. ”

Butler Leiden was stunned for a moment, he thought for a while, and finally understood, and couldn't help laughing.

Since the harvest of the entire principality is similar to that of previous years, the Keane Leader, who has a super bumper harvest, will naturally earn a lot of money!

"Great! next year's finances will be much more prosperous!"

Crick smiled and nodded, although the money he won in the jackpot at the Void Mask Playground hadn't been used up yet, for a territory, after all, it still had to rely on its own production to be stable and reassuring.

As long as the territory's agricultural income can maintain its current level, he is confident that within five years, Keane will become the most prosperous barony in the entire Principality of Thunder. If he is given ten years, I believe that even the viscount may not be able to reach here. If he is given twenty years, this mere barony alone is enough to wrestle with those counts with real power who can control the politics of the country!

Time is on his side.

The three of them laughed and got down from the lookout and returned to the castle.

And in every field of Barony Keane, the farmers were both happy and worried.

Joy is naturally due to a good harvest.

Worrying is the fear that it will rain in the last period before the harvest.

As we all know, the harvest season is the most afraid of rain. Once it rains, the quality of the grain decreases. In addition, the wetted grain takes more time to dry, which consumes more time and energy. If it doesn't dry enough, it will become moldy and spoiled, and it won't be able to sell for a price.

"The barn in the village isn't big enough!"

"Why don't you build more barns now, and expand the barn by the way?"

Similar words appeared on the lips of the chiefs of the various villages, and the petitions were quickly delivered to the lords.

Crick naturally would not refuse such a request, and he also contacted two of his knights by the way, suggesting that they also seize the last free time before the harvest to build more barns and expand the barn.

His prestige in the territory was very high, and at the sound of the order, the residents of several villages acted together and threw themselves into the construction work.

Fortunately, this time it was really blessed by the goddess of harvest, and it didn't rain for half a month.

Taking advantage of this rare dryness, the autumn harvest work is carried out intensely. Because of the large harvest, the original manpower was insufficient, and Crick had to hire temporary manpower to speed up the autumn harvest.

Thankfully, just three days after the autumn harvest was completed, a heavy rain swept across the south.

In the heavy rain, I don't know how many peasants shed tears, and I don't know how many lords sighed. But it is certain that the peasants and lords of Keane are not among them.

At this time, they were already preparing for this year's harvest festival.

And the people from the Harvest Goddess Church also quickly got the news and rushed here.

They claimed that this harvest came from the gift of the goddess, and called on the people of Keane to believe in the goddess, so that they could be blessed and the next harvest could be had.

Rena, who had been bribed by Crick and turned to him as a scout, quickly got the news and reported it to Crick.

"My lord, what do you think should be done?" asked Knight Howard James with a frown at the high-level meeting of the Keane Barony.

He was not a believer in the goddess of harvest, and he did not believe that this year's harvest had anything to do with that goddess.

As we all know, since the last time she failed to fight with the goddess of wealth and tossed around, the goddess of harvest has been quite silent for these years, and there has been no big move. To say that He would have sent down a special gift for a region that did not even have a temple and would grant such a bountiful harvest...... Now, James Knight's intelligence is not high, but don't fool him for a fool!

What's more, over the years, the goddess of harvest has not blessed some places, but who has heard that the areas blessed by him can harvest to the point of three or four hundred catties per mu?

Crick smiled slightly, but his eyes were a little cold.

The territory can be harvested not only because of the progress of science and technology, but also because of the hard work of farmers. The Harvest Goddess Church didn't do anything, but wanted to jump out and pick peaches now, how could he agree!

The merit of greed for heaven is his own, and he is not afraid that the credit will be too great to crush them to death!

But he didn't rush to a conclusion, but first asked his subordinates what they meant.

"Forget it, everyone is also happy ......" Butler Leiden obviously belongs to the ****, seeing the big harvest, he is in a good mood, and he doesn't want to fall out with the Harvest Goddess Church.

"This ...... I think it's better to take the opportunity to get on good terms with them?" suggested the young Knight of Os, the son of the late Knight Divol Os.

This proposal was approved by many people, and the goddess of harvest was a very influential deity after all, and it would be nice if he could take the opportunity to have a good relationship with his church.

Crick was noncommittal, turning his head to look at the presiding priest of the Church of the Void Mask.

This priest was recently replaced, named Milomon, and he was a werewolf. It is said that he is not only highly skilled, but also has a good brain.

Greeting Creek's inquiring gaze, Mr. Milomont, a gourmet, once an excellent scout of the Orc Empire and now the local chief priest of the Void Mask Church, smiled slightly and made his own suggestion.

"Since we have such a good harvest here, but other places have suffered, shouldn't we contact those places that have suffered? He said, "O 'gift' of the goddess......

Crick's eyes lit up. (To be continued.) )