"Good presentation."

Olmedo asked the servant to take the magic newspaper and led the ogre to eat the lommy honey that had just been delivered, and when the door was closed, he said, "But it's not like what you would do. ”

This kind of speech was just right for the lord, and a little mature for Annan. Annan has grown into a qualified lord, or what are you planning......

"I still can't hide it from you." Annan said shyly, "I can't think of what the port should be called......

"You're such a natural politician."

"Why are you scolding me?" Annan remembered the fresh term: "What is Lommy Specialty Honey?" ”

"The honey produced by the southern honey called Lom bee is so sweet that even the discerning elves praise it, and the price makes the generous giants fearful, do you want some?"

"Okay, I'll let Deira taste it."

The distressing Dela, who grew up in a flock of rats, was trained to be a spy and sent to a human city, never ate anything good, even if she recovered her elf body, she did not come out of the shadows, and she had to punish the prisoners to vent her stress......

And the elven mentor...... Although Lomme specialty honey may be common to an elf who has lived for more than a thousand years.

"The honey has been eaten by the ogre." Olmedo said calmly.

Annan believed it: "That's a pity. ”

"May I make a suggestion for a magical newspaper?" Olmedo said that she was watching the first issue in the study a few days ago, but she couldn't turn off the sound after activating it, because she was thrifty and reluctant to tear it off, so she had to let the servant take it. It is said that it was late at night before quiet returned.

"I can't buy that 10 copper coins." Annan spread his hands.

Unlike the 1 Silver Coin of the Magic Image, the 10 Bronze Coin can be taken out even by the poorest of the inhabitants, and they can be taken elsewhere, in the cities of Beta, in the Forttilly, and in the lords' domains and towns, even outside of Plan's Grace.

But at that time, it was still not 10 copper coins, and Annan didn't know.

After chatting for a while, Annan asked Olmedo for more heavy horses. To date, he had yet to find a second ogre or an alien of the same size.

"I don't have any more."

Breezy City's only two heavy horses were given to Annan, one to the snowy mountains and the other to the sea with a cargo ship.

Speaking of going to sea, Olmedo hopes to sell demon iron through the route once it is established. In the past, these demonic products of death from the Snow Mountain Fortress could only be sold to merchants, and there was no way to watch them buy and sell them to the south at a price more than ten times higher.

Behind the merchants were the figures of the aristocracy, as well as the old nobles who supported the Olmedo family...... Olmedo couldn't compete with her uncles.

Annan has no such scruples, through the port, the demon iron can be sold at a price, and only has to pay 10% of the official tax to Xingyue Bay.

and a new city-state that would relieve the pressure on the "Breeze City at the foot of the snowy mountains."

As the portal was about to disappear, the servant came in with a jar of Lomme's specialty honey.

"Who told you to bring ......?"

Olmedo didn't bother to say anything, and asked the servant to throw the honey jar to Annan, and the portal disappeared at the same time.

In the quiet study room, the faint fragrance of flowers quietly lingers in Annan. When the jar is opened, a rich, sweet fragrance gushes out.

Thinking of having to share it with everyone, Annan didn't stretch out his fingers and dip it into a bite, but the amount was not much, about 10 ounces, less than 300 milliliters......

Ask Abby, the maid, to bring the honey to the kitchen, and Annan is ready to go out and gather everyone for dinner.

"Hello Lord!"

The farmers who were loosening the soil on the low hill and preparing to plant a beautiful flower garden around the lord's palace greeted them respectfully.

Annan responded to them, standing on the cobblestone path overlooking the sparkling bay, less than an hour before the magnificent sunset. He wondered who to go to first, and then he saw a caravan parked on the side of the road, surrounded by some inhabitants, and the Druids of the Tree Man.

Curious, Annan heard the merchant selling their seed to the druid—Annan, who was not interested, was about to leave, when he saw a familiar seed lying in the dirty palm of the merchant's fellow hand.

"What is this?"

Annan, who was in the crowd, suddenly asked.

The guy looked up and was surprised: "Jack! ”

"Call the King of the North!" The merchant who was still selling with the Treant Druids hurried over: "The Great King of the North, Lord of Starmoon Bay, Brudogan salutes you-"

"What seed is this?"

Annan pinched out the sunflower seed from the palm of the guy who was trembling with excitement, and couldn't help but say to him: "Calm down, I'm not Ruth." ”

The guy blushed in the good-natured laughter around him.

"Sunflower, Lord of the North." The merchant smiled flatteringly, "for its flowers are as bright as the sun." ”

But it was much smaller than what Annan had seen and eaten, as if he hadn't grown up yet, just as he stood with Lady Winter, Countess Nezumi, Elven Mentor, Mystic Nun, and Lady Wine.

Peeling back the outer skin and seeing the familiar shape of the core kernel is it determined that it is a sunflower seed.

"Can it be planted in the North?" Annan asked.

"Of course, the Klovi people next door plant sunflowers in March and April every year, and the seeds that produce them can be used to extract oil."

Krowe is a nation of lakes, about 3,000 miles further east of Osulond.

"But tomorrow it's May......"

"It's okay, they'll ripen earlier than wheat, and there are Druids, even if you plant a fart, you'll grow a bunch of farts next year......" The merchant didn't forget to tout the Treant Druid.

Annan didn't understand the fun of this sentence, but he still moved: "How many sunflower seeds are there?" ”

"A bag! Do you call it a sunflower? What a good name—" The merchant asked the fellow to fetch a linen bag the size of a money bag filled with dried sunflower seeds.

"How much?"

The merchant cautiously asked, "Can we give it to you......"

Annan thought for a while: "Then Xingyue Bay will also give you 10 copies of the first three issues of "Xingyue Bay News". ”

After receiving the sunflower seeds, Annan went straight back to the lord's palace and handed over the flower seeds to the farmer to plant.

A sea of sunflowers that can produce crops is more beautiful than any flower. If it weren't for Ingrid's opposition, Annan would have even wanted to plant wheat fields around the low hills of the city lord's mansion.

"Why are you back again?"

Annan smelled honey from the panicked Abby: "What are you doing?" ”

"I didn't steal your honey!"

"It's okay to steal my honey...... I mean, honey. The embarrassed Annan no longer bothered whether Abby had stolen food or not, "I'm too lazy to leave, you help me call them over for dinner." ”

After Abby went out, Annan went to the study, took out a heavy mane of Wanma from the wooden box with the "Initial Number" note on it, and opened the portal.

(End of chapter)