Warlords: Rise From the Land of Doom

At first, the serfs talked a lot about the use of the toilet. However, when the first toilet was completed, the serfs were surprised to find that this toilet was built for them.

It was hard for the serfs to imagine that such a large and brand-new stone house was designed to solve the problem of filth. While feeling that the lord was spending money, the serfs ran to the toilet every day with extra effort.

This is not because of the notice issued a few days ago not to litter the fenbian, but because the serfs felt that apart from the opportunity to go to the toilet, I am afraid that they will not be able to be associated with the brand-new stone house in this life.

After the construction of the three toilets was completed, Narant made a special tour of Maiye Village and Doom Village.

While determining the quality of the stone house, the road conditions were also checked.

This time, the stench could not be smelled on the road. It seems that even before the toilets were built, the serfs had already implemented the order he issued to prohibit spilling filth.

"It's been five days now, and the fenbian in those pits should be almost fermented." The sanitation and environmental issues have achieved phased results, and the next step is needed.

Narrant learned of the serfs' concerns through Pete Boots and Kemby Cow Dung, worrying that the wheat seedlings would be too densely planted and the nutrition would not keep up.

So he ordered Pete and Kempi to take the fenbian that was buried in the pit a few days ago to water the wheat fields.

Although the two village chiefs didn't understand the reason, but the Lord's order was divine grace, so they led the people of the Storm Territory to do it without hesitation.

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"Flame Triple Slash!"

In the back garden of the castle, Narant's whole body vindictive energy was continuously converging and compressing in several special energy veins.

This process of converging and compressing lasted about four breaths.

"First cut!"

Boom!

Narant's figure suddenly moved, and with the first slash, his long sword was covered with a layer of fierce fire.

The flames are extremely hot, this is not an illusory picture, these flames are real flames formed when the fighting spirit is highly compressed and instantly released.

The second cut...

The third cut...

The flame on the long sword kept beating. When Narant's triple sword slash was released to the third slash, the flame on the long sword had grown to the extreme, and the surrounding air became distorted.

With the third slash straight down, a stone weighing dozens of kilograms in front was suddenly slashed by the long sword!

boom!

Immediately, the stone broke apart and exploded, and many small stones were charred black.

"Haha! It's cool! Sure enough, everyone loves the ultimate move. If there was a triple slash in flames, I'm afraid the hellhound that day would not have a second chance to attack me!"

That's right, Narant at this time has successfully learned the secret skill of the triple slash of flames.

After eating the intelligence fruit that day, the secret fighting qi skills on the parchment were no longer difficult for him to understand. After a few days of constant practice, he finally had his first big move.

"Even if Na Dili is a middle-level bronze knight, now he has a secret fighting skill plus Vivian, it should be enough to deal with him."

Narant breathed a sigh of relief. He was already confident in dealing with the biggest problem in the Quint camp.

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At the same time, in Baron Quint Castle, a magnificent and luxurious hall.

"Strange, why haven't those unlucky ghosts brought the fish to sell?"

Quint sat on the sofa made of snow fox fur, holding a silver cup in his hand, frowning and thinking while drinking the potion coconut.

Although he has already accumulated a lot of wealth by relying on salt, Quint is still a little concerned about the fish and meat of the storm. After all, his expenses are very large, so he needs to make a lot of money.

"My lord, Captain Johnny is asking in the vestibule!" At this moment, a footman came to the door of the hall.

"Let him in!"

Soon, Captain Johnny was led by the footman to the hall.

"I've seen adults!"

"Well, Johnny, you're not patrolling the town, what are you doing here?"

"Sir, I have heard urgent news, so I will come and report to you immediately!"

"What urgent news?" Quint rarely heard any urgent words, so he straightened his bloated body.

"My lord, didn't the castle steward say the day before yesterday that there will be fewer teams purchasing salt at the end of this month?"

"Well, there is such a thing!" Quint nodded.

The aristocratic convoys came to Kuntlin to buy salt basically once a month, and they all came at the end of the month, but a strange phenomenon occurred two days ago, that is, the number of noble convoys from Tulips decreased by half.

Originally, the housekeeper was talking to him, but Quint didn't take it to heart. After all, his family was the only one who produced salt in the vicinity. Maybe something was delayed.

But now, when he heard Johnny's words, his heart skipped a beat.

"Sir, the little one may know the reason! I was in the town tavern just now and heard a tulip collar caravan steward talking, saying that the storm collar next door also sells salt?"

"Storm collar also produces salt? Didn't they come to us a few days ago because of lack of salt to dry the fish?" Quinte was stunned, but UU Reading www.uukanshu.com didn't quite believe it.

"My lord, that's what the convoy manager said, and the salt of the Storm Collar is cheaper. Even the commoners only need a pack of seven copper plates. If you go directly to the Storm Collar to buy it, you only need a pack of five copper plates!"

Captain Johnny answered cautiously!

"Did you hear it wrong?" Quint's hand holding the silver cup couldn't help shaking.

"Sir, you should not have heard wrong. I also specially invited the steward to drink a beer. According to him, the salt sold by Stormwind is still unmixed with sand. If the nobles were not worried that they would be contaminated with bad luck, it is estimated that they would not come in the future. We bought it here!"

boom!

"Bastard, sell a pack of five copper plates to the commoners? Not mixed with sand? Is that waste second son crazy poor? How much money can he make!" At the end of the month, the number of nobles who came to buy salt with tulip collars was indeed reduced by half.

Thinking of this, Quint directly smashed the silver cup in his hand on the ground, and roared with a twisted face.

Salt is a specialty of his Quint territory. If Narant really messes up and destroys it like this, then his income will probably be greatly affected.

"Send someone to check and see what's going on, and where is the elf that produces salt? The sale of nearby salt must be in my hands, Quint!"

Quint really hated Narant. It was said that breaking someone's fortune was like killing one's parents. What's more, what Narant cut was so bitter and miserly Baron Quint's fortune.

"Yes, my lord!" Johnny shrank his head and exited the hall upon hearing the order.