The weather on the mountain was still bitterly cold, and sometimes it felt even colder than before the eternal night, and my hands and feet shivered from the cold.

While everyone was just thinking about resting under the covers, Lawrence summoned everyone to the living room of the cabin.

"This year's task is threefold, the first is to develop arable land, the second is to build a manor and expand the area of the manor, and the third is to develop a stable non-staple food."

Lawrence, knowing that some people could not understand his words, drew a picture of the manor with charcoal on a wooden board.

The current estate is only about 40 acres in area, most of which is residential and wasteland, and only more than 13 acres of crops are cultivated, and they are still scattered and scattered.

The yield of one acre of land is very small, and the crops here in the north are slow to produce and the harvest ratio is low, and if you are lucky enough to harvest three handfuls of wheat grains with a handful of seeds.

If you want to maintain the ration of more than 30 people, you should have 50 acres of wheat land for the sake of safety, after all, the harvested wheat still needs to be bred, and simply planting land is definitely not enough to eat.

"First of all, I have reserved wheat seeds for spring sowing, although not much, but enough for more than ten acres of land."

"Then there are peas, potatoes, squash, and barley, rye, oats."

Wheat is the most suitable crop to eat, and the growing conditions are harsh.

Barley lacks gluten, the dough spreads easily, and the flour has no extension, so it is not suitable for bread, and is used to cook porridge, or to make wine and feed sheep and livestock, but it can also be mixed with some and added to bread.

Rye does not have high soil requirements, is suitable for growing on barren land, is used to make bread, wine, the disadvantage is that it is not elastic, it tastes bad, and it is usually mixed with wheat to make bread.

If you add more rye, it is brown bread.

Oats are not easy to peel, low in calories, suitable for growing in cold and dry places, and here in the north are heavy labor, eating this is easy to starve, so there are very few plants.

Of the four crops, barley has the highest yield, not in terms of the yield per acre, but in the same level of care, and generally wheat is more delicately cared for.

Oats have the lowest price, but they are suitable for growing here, and they can be grown as miscellaneous grains.

Lawrence had thought about his estate for a long time, and knew that no one else would care about these things, so he didn't tell them why he planted them.

Lawrence had some seeds for rye oats, brought back from Pig's Trotter City, and only had more than two pounds of seeds for each crop.

Before there was no light, there was no breeding, and when the sun came out more often, we started breeding.

"Now we are starting to develop the forests near the rivers and carve out fields there."

"Build a lumber yard dedicated to processing wood, and in the future I will widen the river."

Lawrence thought about expanding the size of the estate, thinking about developing the fishery resources, thinking about building a blacksmith shop and a water-powered mill.

However, things must be solved one by one, and the steps must be moved forward step by step, first of all, the food problem must be solved.

Although everyone was reluctant to go out to work at this time, under the persecution of the lord of the manor, everyone still worked according to their assigned tasks.

Seravon takes two men to build a lumber yard in the forest, Mandelkru takes the children to smash ice on the ice to fish, and Leglow takes people to chop wood.

The women were responsible for lighting the fire and assisting Leglow in carrying the wood.

EDI cleans the kitchen utensils and takes the ashes from the kitchen to melt the snow.

The shepherdess takes care of the little ones in the room and does the housework by the way.

Three nuns were outside clearing the snow.

Salyl and Sophia arrange the pots in the house containing various crops and fruit tree saplings.

Lawrence and Kehallan spend their time alone in the second-floor room, studying the effects of witchcraft and crops.

"According to your sorcery, how long does it take to ripen the wheat seeds until they drop them?"

Keharan looked at the seed in Lawrence's hand, "I haven't tried, you know, I don't eat this. ”

Lawrence asked, "We should be okay with eating, right?" ”

Keharan looked reluctant and uncomfortable, "I get sick when I smell that kind of thing, and my whole body hurts. ”

Lawrence did not conform to Khallan's preference, and insisted: "The kind that grows naturally after ripening, will you still be uncomfortable when you come close?" ”

Keharan replied: "It will be lighter, I have cultivated medicinal herbs before, and they will be left outside for a few days, and then used after the taste is weak, I will not eat this." ”

Lawrence was curious: "You haven't eaten in the mountains before?" ”

Keharan was silent for a second or two.

Lawrence could also guess what kind of hard life Kehallan had had in the mountains before.

"These are mainly for breeding, and then they will be planted on the other side of the river, and they will not affect you."

"And it's like growing crops with fertilizer, these things are exposed to the wind and sun outside, and they will soon become normal."

Keharan said slowly: "I can only take care of five wheats a day, and if I have more, my head will not be able to stand it." ”

"Yes." Lawrence took the initiative to say: "Three roots a day is fine, these are used as seeds, more than a month will do." ”

"If it's a burden on your body, or if you're seriously unwell, it's okay to stop and talk about it for a while."

Keharan didn't expect Lawrence to be so easy to speak, and said embarrassedly: "No, five sticks a day is no problem, it's like spitting on the ground for me, just take a little rest." ”

Kharan felt that he had contributed too little, and thought that he had been taken care of a lot for a while, and that he was much more comfortable here than before.

"I can ripen ten roots a day, three at a time in the morning, noon and evening."

An ear of wheat has about 30 grains, and if it can be 100% bred, it will be of great help to the spring sowing work.

Lawrence quickly said, "Yes! Don't be tired, just rest when you feel tired, I'll bring up the food for a while, there is a lot of fish in the river outside, and we also have cheese and eggs. ”

"Good!" Of course, Keharan did not refuse this kind of good thing, and said happily: "Wizards think about violent things all day long, or study those complicated and dangerous things, and it is very rare for a wizard like you to take care of the manor!" ”

Lawrence saw himself as if he had built a false image of gentleness, and quickly remedied: "No, I'm not good at managing the estate, I'm planning for the future." ”

"Planning for the future?" Kharan felt as if he had sensed something, after all, this man was very unusual, he was a wizard!

Lawrence said earnestly, "You see that our manor is already very good now, and if it gets better, we will have more servants, more abundant food, more comfortable shelters, and maybe more companions will join us in the future." ”

Keharan frowned and said, "But the male witches are too dangerous, we should take in more witches, many witches out there actually like our kind of life, I'm sure!" ”

Lawrence didn't take it seriously, and he didn't go out anyway, so what could he do if he stayed here all the time?

"yes, that's what I thought." Lawrence said firmly, "I want to create a paradise, a peaceful and comfortable place for our few remaining sisters." ”

Kehalan looked at Lawrence in surprise, "My master, I feel the temperament of a leader in you!" I'm going to do everything I can for you, maybe I can go to the Southern Kingdom and find our sisters!" ”

Lawrence quickly denied, "No, we're not good enough now, the urgent task now is to increase the size of our manor, and when the manor is strong, someone will naturally come over." ”

Keharan quickly asked, "Is this your witchcraft prophecy?" Abilities as prophets? ”

Lawrence said very vaguely: "Yes, but now is not the time, it may be a short time, it may be a long time. ”

With Lawrence's prophetic powers, Kharlan stayed here to help and began to use his sorcery to ripen the wheat seedlings in the pots.

She began to chant a mantra in a low voice, and from her nose and mouth came green smoke, like green light in the sky, and like a mist with a sense of life, and floated to the wheat seedling.

Wheat sprouts grow at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they have accelerated by a thousand times, and in a few breaths they grow from a small bean sprout to a golden stalk.

Compared to Delen's witchcraft, Keharan's witchcraft is more spectacular.

Lawrence looked at the straw that had grown to more than a meter in less than half a minute, and there were heavy golden ears of wheat hanging from it.

No need for sunlight, no need for fertilizer, no need for watering......

Lawrence was amazed, is this the mysterious power of this world?

Kehalan quickly went to ripen the second seed, and this time Lawrence saw it more realistically.

The wheat takes root in the pots, and the malt stalks above are advanced for several months in a very short time.

Lawrence saw that Kehalan was going to continue to ripen the third, and hurriedly said: "Kehalan, you can rest and think about it, will the use of witchcraft in this way affect your body?" ”

Kharan smiled, "No, I sometimes ripen a large tree and emit rotting poisonous gas to kill and force some beasts back, usually that level of sorcery can only be used once a day, and if you use it too much, it will be very weak." ”

"I said only ten because I haven't used witchcraft for a long time, and when I first arrived at Mount Talim, I could make the foot of the mountain rot linger for a long time in one day."

Lawrence looked at the golden ears of wheat that were more than one meter tall and said, "It's okay, ten ears a day is enough, this kind of ears of wheat is much better than I imagined, I feel that there can be more than fifty grains." ”

Just like human strength, it is easy to stack up in the early stage, but when it reaches a critical point, it always feels like something will happen.

Lawrence didn't want Keharlan to hurt her body and quickly let her rest.

For Lawrence, the three witches in the family are all treasures.

No matter how big or small, it is a good baby that needs to be carefully cared for.

(End of chapter)