In the summer, the crops on the estate are ripe.

Lawrence inspected the growth of various crops and arranged the order of harvest in each region in advance.

"Navia, the harvested vegetables are divided into four parts, one part is directly used as food for these days, one part is stored for a while to eat, one part is pickled, and some is processed into dehydrated vegetables."

Lawrence took Sophia and Navia to register the various districts.

Navia remembered it very carefully, and looked very hard.

When Lawrence saw this, he said, "I will stick sticks in the vegetable patch, and you can harvest them according to the height of the sticks, from low to high." ”

Navia happily bowed in thanks, "Yes, master!" ”

Lawrence felt that he also needed to get the writing instrument out as soon as possible, otherwise it would be too cumbersome to keep track of things, always relying on his brain to memorize, or verbally conveying orders would not be accurate.

Both brushes and inkstones can be made, and quills can also be tried.

Someone else is more experienced with this kind of thing than himself, Lawrence asked, "I haven't made ink and pen myself, Navia, haven't you tried to do that?" ”

Navia nodded, "I did, when we were in the convent, I used to help Brielil find pens and ink. ”

Although Brielier has an average family background, she loves to learn, and she is more beautiful, and she is good at singing, writing, translating, and other things.

Navia is the daughter of the baron's family, because she is not taken seriously, and she doesn't have much money, but she is much more diligent, cleaning and repairing beds and tables, and her hands-on ability is good.

Lawrence asked Brielil to assist Emma and Bull in arranging production and defense in the town, while Navia acted as a substitute steward for the manor, overseeing the operation of the manor.

"Then try to do this if you have time, and let me know when it's done."

"Yes, master!"

Lawrence asked, "How are the children in the church doing?" ”

Navia shook her head regretfully, "It's terrible, it's torture for most children. ”

Lawrence wasn't surprised, "It's normal, it's okay to be able to remember simple numbers at the moment." ”

The learning atmosphere is not cultivated in a day or two, and the kingdom of Luofen is a group of illiterate people from top to bottom.

Whether it is a nobleman or a king, they only care about killing, drinking, and grabbing territory, and they have no idea of spreading culture at all.

Even if Lofen III ruled the kingdom of Nosenri for 300 years, the barbarians could not give birth to their own culture, but could easily lose even their own language.

"I went to make sticks, and after the garlic and oats were harvested, I was ready to harvest the wheat."

"I'll check the number of scythes later, and count how many people are able to work on the mountain at the moment, and how many people are there besides taking care of the children and cooking and patrolling."

Navia said respectfully, "Yes, then I'll report to you later, or will I look for Lord Sariel?" ”

"Everything." Lawrence glanced at Sariel, who was grooming the Dom sheep in the distance, "We've got more and more things, more and more calculations, hundreds and thousands, so let's do it first." ”

Lawrence quickly walked to the warehouse.

Navia felt as if Lawrence was trying to say something, but left without saying anything.

Lawrence really wanted to say something, but later found that it was better to say it than to solve it directly.

"Sophia, bring me my drill, and some sticks that can be used as wooden nails."

"Good!"

Lawrence found a forty-centimeter-long rectangular plank among the piles of wood chips and cut it vertically into three pieces.

Sophia handed over the drills and wooden pegs, all of which Lawrence had made himself with tools that would continue to improve as he became available in the iron tools.

From the beginning, pure wood tools were gradually replaced with iron tools.

Sophia thought that Lawrence was making a wooden stick for marking, but sat down and looked at it and thought it wasn't.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Lawrence replied, "Make an abacus that makes arithmetic easier." ”

Sophia was curious: "With this thing, arithmetic will be simpler?" ”

"No, it's a hassle to learn this tool." Lawrence explains, "It's not for the errands, it's for people like Sariel who have already mastered addition, subtraction, multiplication and division. ”

Just like a textile machine, the abacus is also this strange thing that is better for smart people to use and more troublesome for poor students.

Poor students can't even count, add, subtract, multiply and divide well, and then learn how to use the abacus, they will only be more confused.

In the face of mathematics, people are different, especially in the northern region, where barbarian blood is the mainstay, and universal education is not as effective as elite education.

Whoever is the first to master addition, subtraction, multiplication and division proves that these people are more receptive and responsive in this regard.

Usually these people were exposed to arithmetic in advance, such as aristocratic ladies who were more sensitive to assets, or shepherd boys and artisans' children.

Smart people have "weapons", and their calculations will become more convenient and accurate.

No matter what class it is, a good weapon can greatly improve you.

Avari wore boar skin armor, a helmet against dark arrows, and a large wild boar, which was far more lethal than Doug and others.

This time, the knight was even more terrifying than Avari, not because of his strength and physique, but because he was covered in knight armor, invulnerable, and had an extremely sharp long axe.

If it weren't for the fact that the people on Lawrence's side were not afraid of death and were not frightened, this fierce man alone would have been able to kill more than 100 people in a village.

Andrew and Redbeard are certainly no match for this knight unless they have stronger mounts and equipment.

Keharan and Saliel are also no match for this knight, and the cast range of more than ten meters is too short for this knight, and brute force is of little use to this person.

Delen's stone was also a bit hanging in front of this violent machine, the last time Lawrence saw the lethality of the berserker, the colossus was cut out of the crack, and Delenn's defense was a bit dangerous in front of this kind of fierce man.

Loshanda's offensive sorcery was stronger, and if someone offered protection and delay, it would let the Tin Can know the power of the flames.

Lawrence looked into the distance between the gaps in making the abacus, and in the distance there were several crows on the grass looking for something to eat.

Since settling here, the crows have become accustomed to life here, and live in peace with chickens and dogs.

Lawrence thought of the wizard who could control the crows.

The wizard had nothing on his body except the currency of the South and a bag of wheat for the birds, neither his clothes nor his shoes.

A poor pure-blood wizard?

The wheat was inspected by Keharan and was just ordinary wheat.

Despite this, Lawrence was kind enough to transport his body to Mount Ugg and bury it under the Great Oak Tree.

As for the bodies of the rest, they were also properly disposed of, and most of them were buried in the fields casually, such as the Count's corpse, which was carried to a clean cellar with salt to prevent him from decomposing too quickly and not waiting for his family.

The corpse of the wizard will return to nature, nourish a large area of land, and the corpses of the rest of the people can also return to the earth.

Whether it is a wizard or a magician, Lawrence feels that this wizard's ability is not weak, but he has chosen the wrong opponent.

If this wizard used his ability to kill from a distance of two hundred meters in assassination, he would definitely be a very powerful assassin.

Steal, assassinate, play the role of a prophet, or have more than a hundred crows grab rocks and smash people from the sky, controlling crows to light fires everywhere.

is obviously very capable, but because of the limitations of thinking and imagination, he can only be a poor man for the rest of his life.

Lawrence was immensely envious of the dead ghost's abilities.

"If I had that ability, I would have taken off by now!"

(End of chapter)