Becoming A God Starts From Farming

The dull sound of horses’ hoofs rang again on the compacted road. On this wide road, the breath of earth and grass was not completely dissipated, and it ushered in its first one. Team.

The visiting group of Poppy Town Hall headed by Bruce.

If you follow the normal visit process between the nobles, you should send someone to notify you in advance. Bruk Knight's sudden visit this time is a bit presumptuous.

So he gave up taking the special carriage equipped by the city hall, and went on horseback by himself, lowering his identity and making it more casual.

The team came to the signpost. Although he had heard the report from his subordinates, he was still surprised by the changes in front of him.

Among the endless forests, a 20-meter-wide smooth avenue breakthrough surrounded by the sea of ​​woods extends to his feet.

When he saw this scene before him, Bruce suddenly remembered a sentence he had read in a magician biography.

"Only the most ambitious people would want to conquer nature."

I can't remember the name of this book, but he agrees very much.

I adjusted my mentality and the team continued to set off. Two hours later, their entire group saw the residential area of ​​Boulder Town. At this time, the road diverged.

To the left, there is a low hill, and the castle on the top of the hill is far away.

Going to the right is the town where people live.

Brook stopped at the fork and thought about it, and did not choose to go directly to the castle to meet Odin Baron. Instead, he continued to walk towards the residential area. He wanted to take a look at this for himself, which was mysterious. Small town.

Thinking of this Bulu pull the horse rope, turn the horse's head, and walk towards the residential area.

As we move forward gradually, the first thing we see is a wooden building under construction. The area is not small. From the general structure, it should be like a trading house.

Take a few counts, there are about 60 or 70 workers on the entire construction site. In addition, there are many workers from the town constantly bringing in processed wood, and handing them over to the workers. superior.

The speed of the whole construction was very fast. He stood there and watched for a while. A small room belonging to the inside of the city was built. Without resting, the workers turned around and started to build the next one.

There were other workers who quickly took over to deal with this already built room, polishing, trimming details, strengthening, and painting a whole set of processes in turn.

When this room was processed, another new one was built by the workers in front, and then a new round of polishing, trimming, reinforcement, painting...

"Unbelievable!"

Bruqing couldn't help but exclaimed that he had never seen such a beautiful way of architecture.

Every worker is focused on doing his own thing. They don’t need to communicate with each other at all. They clearly know what they should do and when it’s their turn to do it.

This is a simple and efficient construction team.

Brook glanced around, trying to find a leader, but there was none at all. Under his observation, everyone has something to do.

He shook his head, gave up the idea of ​​communication, and continued to walk into the town. The endless stream of wood moving outside also made him curious.

The team officially entered the residential area. They were all old houses with zero Old Xing, narrow and bumpy streets.

Seeing this place finally made Bulu find a familiar feeling. This is a normal town until a group of civilians appear pushing small carts.

When these bustling civilians saw him, they were a little surprised at first, and then returned to normal. They didn't show much respect for him, a nobleman who was riding a horse.

The civilians crowded Bru’s team and squeezed in one after another, leaving some unintelligible words, such as moving to Xintun, and many others.

Although these civilians are a bit rude, Bulu will not be angry because of this. It is normal for a strange little nobleman who appears in someone else's territory to have this treatment.

Just...

"They have potatoes in their cart?

Why are there such big potatoes?

Still so much?

Seven! You saw it too!"

"Yes, my subordinates saw it. When they passed by, I secretly took one, my hand Soon, they won't know."

The man named Saiwen handed over something that was as big as two fists.

Brook took it in his hand and sniffed it, and then he weighed it again, confirming that it was a potato. The potato was simply unremarkable in that pile, and there were plenty of bigger ones.

This is where Brue is puzzled. It's normal to have one or two of this size occasionally, but it's not right for all of them to be this size.

Throwing the potatoes back to Saiwen, he commanded: "Put it apart and have a look."

I saw Saiwen took out a dagger with him and put the potatoes in his hands. A blade light flashed by, and the whole potato became a pile of thin potato chips.

Seven put away the dagger and shook the head, indicating that there are still potatoes inside.

"Okay, let's move on."

Along the way, I saw residents moving potatoes to their homes, and Bru’s curiosity became more and more vigorous. He was eager Want to know why.

The residential area is very small, and they quickly passed through the entire town.

But the road underfoot did not end, but continued to extend forward. Not only that, but the road was much wider and flatter.

Brook drove the horses under his hips again, he was sure to find the answer, until he saw the neatly arranged houses as a straight line.

There are also gravel roads that are not even in Poppy Town.

It’s brand new, and some residents are moving things into it, and it can be seen that they are going to live in.

Seeing this, Bru couldn't help it anymore, got off his horse and walked to a civilian who looked decently dressed, and asked.

"Who built this house, are you going to move in?"

Bru, who suddenly rushed to ask questions, frightened the tailor in town.

"Scare...Who are you?"

"Our lord is the Archon of Poppy Town, honored Baron nobleman, Blue Knight!"

Seven answered the civilian for his own adult.

The timid tailor made a civilian salute and answered slowly.

"This is the new village built by our Sir Lord. As you can see, I am preparing to move in. This building is my new home."

"You are the breeding Poultry?"

Brook asked, pointing to a group of chickens in the yard.

"Oh no, I am a tailor. I don’t know how to raise those things. My wife took the dozen or so chicks in the city hall.

She wanted Yes, I don’t touch those things. Those little fellows will make my cloth smelly.

You should know that no one wants to find a smelly tailor to make clothes for him, but that The damn lady's brain cramped.

One day we will not be able to pay the house payment on time because of her stupidity!

The light of the benevolent lord shines on her, but She opened her umbrella. This is simply a tragedy. What do you think, Lord Knight!"

"Okay, stop, you talk too much, I have to ask one by one ."

Brook interrupted the tailor's chatter and took out a Silver Coin.

"Did you see it, whether you have an umbrella or not, as long as you answer a few questions carefully, this Silver Coin is yours, understand?"

"I am honored , Lord Knight, ask, as long as you want to know."

The tailor happily accepted the Silver Coin and said.