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Chapter 15 Establishing a Potion Village

On both sides of the charcoal trail, serfs knelt down spontaneously to greet their lords, which had a certain impact on Russell's heart.

"This world, this era... the authority of the aristocracy is too strong."

He couldn't imagine how he could break the shackles of class and enjoy a free life if he traveled through time and became a serf.

"perhaps……"

He raised his head and looked past the kneeling serfs to the direction further south, which was completely different from the Netherlight Valley and was still covered with ice and snow.

Under the ice and snow, where the Youguang River merges, there is a dark cave called the Xiangshui River Cave.

In the cave, there lived a group of free people who did not belong to any lord.

Indeed, they gained freedom, but their lives were precarious and they were always on the verge of death.

As the Lord Lord of the Black-rumped Snake Manor, one of Russell's important vassal duties is to strictly guard the boundaries of the territory and prevent free people from crossing the border and looting. Free people who do not surrender to the noble lord will not receive any protection from the lord.

Withdrawing his gaze, Russell looked at the serfs who were still kneeling on the ground and said loudly: "Everyone, get up. From now on, when I, Russell Fluorescent Mushroom, your lord passes by, you only need to pay attention to me, and there is no need to kneel down and kowtow."

"Ah, praise the master!"

"Sir, you are kind and generous!"

"Kind sir!"

"Sir, you are a true noble!"

"Uuuuuuuah, I'm so happy!"

"Praise me, sir, your glory is immense!"

The serfs expressed their gratitude all over the place, and just by not having to kneel down, they felt that their new lord was definitely a good man.

After taking a quick look at the small market, Russell found that there were only two shops here.

One is a bakery, responsible for making bread for the serfs and helping the serfs go to town to buy some urgently needed supplies.

The other shop is a blacksmith shop, or it can also be said to be a stonemason shop or a carpenter shop. It sells all kinds of ironware, stoneware and wooden furniture. Russell even saw leather goods hanging on the door, which shows how rich the craftsmanship of the boss is.

In addition, there is another place that is not really a shop, but a row of sheds, which can barely be regarded as a farmer's market.

Serfs set up stalls here, selling their own agricultural products such as eggs, rice wine, and bacon.

"It's so shabby..." Russell sighed again.

The Wuyao Snake Manor covers an area of ​​nearly 20,000 hectares, which is larger than some towns on Earth, but the difference in prosperity is thousands of miles away.

The first thing to bear the brunt is the population, 3,500 people, which is the population of a larger village.

It simply cannot support the business system of a small town.

"There are too few serfs. In the past, the output of the manor's farmland could not feed too many people. But now that I have brought elf bugs, which can grow magic potions, I should be able to feed many more people... Where do you get the population?" He couldn't help but wonder. His eyes turned to the Xiangshui River Cave again.

This matter requires long-term consideration.

After leaving the small market, continue to walk along the charcoal trail. The terrain is ups and downs, with Youguang River as the center, forming a not-so-typical river valley landform.

In Russell's view, the entire Youguang River Valley is a basin.

The Black-waisted Snake Manor is located at the southernmost opening of the basin, and the entire land is scattered like hills.

Further away, there are low mountains covered with ice and snow on the east and west sides.

After crossing a slope, two men and horses galloped over from a distance. They were the two teachers, Charles and Eric.

"Lord Russell, welcome to inspect the territory, haha. I saw a few knights from a distance and guessed that you were back." Charles took off his hat on the horse and held a briar pipe between his fingers. Eric beat his chest with his right hand: "Sir."

"Hello, teachers, how's your inspection of the manor going? Have you seen any places suitable for growing potions?"

"The most suitable place is on both sides of the Youguang River." Although Charles has a poor settlement, he still has a certain amount of ink in his belly. "The Baron's potion field is located on both sides of the Youguang River, and it is the same here."

Russell was noncommittal: "Really?"

"I made a simple plan. The west bank of Youguang River is Lendou Village and Alfalfa Village, and the east bank is Doumei Village, Damai Village and Wheat Village. We can cut out the farmland of the five villages near the river bank to form a new potion. Tuen."

Standing on the slope while riding a horse, you can overlook the entire Youguang River.

Charles gestured casually: "In this way, the Potion Village can be fully irrigated by the Youguang River, and it can also be patrolled at any time. When in danger, the cordyceps can be taken back into the elf bugs in time to avoid heavy losses."

Farming in this world is different from farming on Earth.

There may not be much difference in the cultivation of ordinary crops, and serfs can take care of them well.

However, the cultivation of magic medicine requires the maintenance of fairy insects, and the influence of Cordyceps provides a special environment for the growth of magic medicine.

Cordyceps is the plant or mushroom body that breeds fairy bugs.

Simply put, this is a magic weapon.

Elf bugs can retract Cordyceps at any time, or sow Cordyceps, and adjust the range of the potion through Cordyceps.

Russell is a man of action: "Let's go take a look and determine the scope of the Potion Village."

Charles shrugged: "You are the lord, as you wish."

The horse galloped and came to the bank of Youguang River.

"Look, Russell, there are also large tracts of birch forest here. They are all old trees, which are perfect for the growth of fluorescent mushrooms." Charles said, pointing to a tree that had just sprouted new buds. The forest was distributed along the river. The trees are sparse but not small in scope.

Fluorescent mushrooms like to grow on tree trunks and are probably a parasitic mushroom.

"Very good, but this forest is not enough to plant 150 acres of fluorescent mushrooms. We need to continue to plant trees and expand the birch forest." Russell was satisfied with this. "John, go to Old Hans and tell him to bring someone to measure it." land."

"Yes, sir!" John, the costumed knight, took the order and left.

Seeing this, Charles hesitated and said: "Russell, should we start measuring the land today? The sun is almost setting, why not start again tomorrow?"

"Today's work is over, the Potion Village must be planned as soon as possible." Russell said without refusal.

His own territory, his own farmland, his own crops... everything inspired his boundless creative enthusiasm.

What can be done as quickly as possible cannot be left overnight.

Russell's will was well reflected in the retinue and the people. Old Hans came very quickly, followed by a group of village chiefs and serfs in charge.

"Yujiuhua, fluorescent mushrooms, and dill, the potion farm is divided into three plots. The birch forests on both sides are used as planting areas for fluorescent mushrooms, leaving a total of 150 acres." Charles, who originally wanted to be lazy, had to Do not cheer up to take charge of the work.

He can't blame everything on Russell, otherwise he will lose his value.

"Yes, Sir Charles, we will start measuring from the birch forest. I have brought the ruler and the benchmark." Old Hans bowed and said.

The village chief and the serf stewards, under the command of Charles and Eric, measured the land one by one.

The sun shines in the birch forest, coating the straight birch branches with a light golden color. One tree after another, with green buds and golden branches, the beauty of nature is vividly displayed at this moment.

Russell gently rode his horse to the river, stepped on the stones by the river, and silently sighed in his heart: "This place is as beautiful as a scenic spot... It's a pity that I am the only tourist."

(End of this chapter)