Succubus' Manor

Throughout the winter, Chi Yan was basically in the nest, and the farthest way he walked was walking on the territory.

The slaves didn't move much either—there wasn't much warmth, there weren't enough tools, and most of the winter was spent inside the house.

Kleist did go hunting in the woods a few times, and hunted two bears and three deer.

Thanks to Kleist, Chi Yan didn't eat a whole winter of vegetarian food.

The internal organs, Chi Yan, were disposed of by the servants and distributed to the servants and slaves in the territory, and there were no civilians.

No one would dislike the unpalatable smell of offal. As long as Kleist hits the prey, it will never be wasted.

Chi Yan didn't go anywhere in winter, no one gave him an invitation, and no one came to him as a guest.

After the winter snow melted and he could walk freely, Chi Yan finally took off his thick animal skin robe and stopped lying on the bed all day long.

"Catuo is going to harvest, right?" Chi Yan threw himself on Kleist's back excitedly.

They slept all winter, and their friendship progressed by leaps and bounds. They got to know Chi Yan and Kleist in the shower together, and they didn't worry about the other party laughing at him for being young.

Kleist held Chi Yan's butt with his hand to prevent Chi Yan from slipping off his back: "Yes, you can go and have a look today."

Chi Yan: "I'll go, I'll be the first to dig."

Kleist sent Chi Yan up: "I'll carry you there?"

Chi Yan quickly slid down: "Don't do it, it's okay for us to fight, but if you really carry it on your back, that would be bad."

Katuo is planted in the ground, and there will be purple leaves on the surface. When the Katuo is ripe and edible, the purple leaves will wither—of course, if it is broken, it will also wither, but the vitality of the Katuo is strong. Very unlikely, unless drought or flooding becomes irreversible.

The surrounding land of the territory is all planted with katuo. The leaves of katuo withered before the snow melted, but no one dug it. The snow was too thick and the surface of the ground was frozen hard. , no one can do anything.

Although Chi Yan took off his animal skin robe, he was still not light enough to wear it. He was afraid of the cold but not the heat. He didn't turn on the air conditioner at home when it was almost [-] degrees in summer, but once the temperature dropped below [-] degrees in winter, he would start wearing it. Padded jacket.

Moreover, his family still lives in the south, without heating, and relies on his righteousness to resist magical attacks.

Chi Yan felt that although it was early spring, the temperature here was only about four degrees, and the coldest time in winter might be more than ten degrees below zero.

There was still some snow on the ground, but the slaves were quick to shovel away what was left.

After the snow disappeared, the withered leaves of Katuo became more obvious.

Chi Yan and Kleist were the only ones who had eaten Katuo in the territory now, and the slaves and servants actually didn't know what it was.

Just guessed it should be edible.

The slaves stood two or three meters behind Chi Yan and saw Chi Yan pick up the shovel and shovel the ground.

With his back to the slaves, Chi Yan shoveled hard twice - he didn't shovel away.

The ground is still hard, just like shoveling thick ice.

Chi Yan asked for help in a low voice: "Quick, help."

It must feel bad to be ashamed in front of so many people!Chi Yan still had some face-saving thoughts.

Kleist could only occupy Chi Yan's back, held Chi Yan's hand with both hands, and exerted light force.

Chi Yan dug up the ground.

The next step is simple. Chi Yan exerted light force, and the knob was pried to the ground. The purple knob was bigger and more than Chi Yan imagined.

He just pried and rolled out five or six sticks.

Chi Yan asked in a low voice: "This thing won't grow more and more, and then occupy all the land?"

Kleist: "No."

Chi Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

Chi Yan didn't want to speak loudly, for fear of the cold wind pouring into his stomach.

He shook twice, and said to Kleist: "Go back and bake some Cato. I only ate one last time because I wanted to save the seeds."

Chi Yan, who was already tired of eating bread, couldn't wait for a change.

The slaves received orders from the servants to dig the Katuo. This was a rare bumper harvest, which was even more exciting than harvesting wheat in autumn.

Wheat will not grow so well. The wheat grown here is shriveled, and there is not much left after the locust plague, and there is not much that can be received in the harvest season every year.

The commoners also have to take advantage of the arrival of spring to start plowing the land. First, they have to turn over the land again, and then plant the seeds that have grown up.

Because there are no farming oxen, plowing can only rely on manpower, and most of the so-called manpower is by tauren.

The tauren didn't complain either. Plowing the land was easier than opening up wasteland. They were already stronger than other races, so they often did physical work.

That night, the slaves ate the Katuo dug up during the day.

Katuo does not need to be cooked, just put it in the fire and cook it, if it is not cooked, it will be similar to a stone.

A steady stream of katuo was moved into the warehouse for storage, and the slaves started to get up early to work after the beginning of spring. Unlike the ease of winter, the busyness of spring was a headache.

Chi Yan: "We still need to grow ramie."

Chi Yan said in despair: "Why do you always send people?"

Even if they bought sixty slaves in the winter, they were still too busy in the spring to harvest katuo, plow the land, and grow wheat.

The commoners only need to take care of the little field they rented, while the slaves have to work on the entire territory.

In particular, there are still a lot of unused arable land that the tauren opened up last year.

But Chi Yan couldn't buy anyone anymore, even if he wanted to, he would have to wait until winter.

Because the hard work was the cheapest at that time, and they could only eat stored food in winter, many nobles would drive away slaves in winter.

So in winter, the price of slaves is surprisingly low.

Buying slaves in spring is not cost-effective, and wine cannot be made in this season. There is only expenditure and no income, so Chi Yan must spend money sparingly.

"Just wait until the cloth is woven and the sugar can be made." Chi Yan could only comfort himself in this way. He asked Kleist who entered the bedroom from the door, "Do you think it's worthwhile for me to buy slaves now?"

Without waiting for Kleist to answer, Chi Yan sighed and said, "Actually, I know it's not cost-effective, but just growing wheat and harvesting Katuo will run out of manpower, and we have to grow ramie."

Kleist understood Chi Yan's meaning: "Do you want to buy another person?"

Chi Yan said pitifully: "There is not much money left, we still have to buy salt, cloth and other daily necessities, and we have no money to buy people."

"Besides, in spring, every territory needs people, and the price of slaves is one day."

Kleist sat by the bed: "Then I'll go buy someone back."

Chi Yan looked at him: "Where did you get the money?"

Does Kleist still have private money?Where did it come from?

Kleist saw Chi Yan's eyes ready to ask questions at any time, and said, "Spring has just started, and some slaves have not been captured by merchants. Maybe as long as you go quickly and early, you can find free slaves."

Chi Yan: "... Will there be such a good thing?"

Kleist laughed, "Don't you believe me?"

Chi Yan was silent for a few seconds. It wasn't that he didn't believe Kleist, but he was worried that Kleist would be in danger, and buying slaves was not a top priority, and it would be fine if it was later.

"I don't think there is a shortage of people." Chi Yan said, "Barely enough, but the ramie can't be planted until the wheat is planted."

The tauren had to continue to open up wasteland this year, and Chi Yan felt that they had to organize fishing.

Obviously they are surrounded by mountains and rivers, but they have never fished in the river.

According to the housekeeper, big fish are troublesome, and the fish in the river are almost all small fish and shrimps, with more thorns and less meat. Unless the lord wants to eat them, no one will waste their energy to catch them.

Because the physical strength paid is not directly proportional to the harvest, if you have the energy and time, it is better to go to the woods to try your luck, and hunting a pheasant is worse than catching a few fish.

But Chi Yan does not dislike it. In this era of lack of seasoning, small fish and shrimp can be made into fish sauce, so there is no need to dislike the thorns. It is not used to eat meat anyway, but it may challenge the nerves of the butlers. .

Fish sauce is live fish with scales and guts removed, put in jars and fermented with salt.

Naturally fermented fish sauce takes a long time, as short as eight months to one year, as long as two or three years. The longer the fermentation time, the better the taste and texture.

And when the fermentation is in the middle, you don't even know whether your fish sauce is fermenting or whether it is rotten and smelly.

The finished fish sauce also has a strong fishy smell, but those who can eat it will find it delicious, but those who can't eat it will have a stench of rotten fish.

Chi Yan actually doesn't know if he can eat it, but he thinks that if fish sauce is ready, it should not be too different from soy sauce. He also wants to see if he can make wheat koji with wheat, and then try using wheat koji And soybean stuffed with miso.

It is good luck to be able to brew soy sauce. If it is not brewed, don’t waste it. It is best to eat it.

Chi Yan felt that the manpower he needed now could be divided into several categories.

Those who open up wasteland, those who cultivate the land, those who raise seedlings and save seeds, those who harvest card tuo, and those who forge iron, who make strange things according to the characters he gave.

For example, Maiqu also needs a special person to do it.

The wheat is crushed and fermented in a charcoal-burning greenhouse. If it doesn't work once, try the second time.

Until you try it out.

There are too many places that need people, and Chi Yan is very poor.

Kleist's voice was gentle, but his tone was very firm. He put his hand on Chi Yan's shoulder, and his green eyes stared at Chi Yan's amber eyeballs: "Don't worry about me, I will bring him back."

Chi Yan: "...I don't want to trouble you all the time. Since you came here, you have been helping me solve problems. You haven't taken a break."

Kleist had just rested for the winter.

But Chi Yan was considerate of him, and he wouldn't say that he didn't do anything all winter.

"Since I said to help, it proves that I can." Kleist squeezed Chi Yan's shoulder, "I'm leaving tomorrow, how many people do you want this time?"

Chi Yan: "Sixty more!"

Kleist smiled and said, "Okay, do we still want the human race?"

Chi Yan shook his head: "Whatever, no money is already very good, I can't be picky anymore, I'll be struck by lightning."

Kleist frowned: "What?"

Chi Yan: "Nothing! How many people are you going to take?"

Kleist: "No, I'm alone..."

Chi Yan disagreed: "How dangerous that is. It's okay if you look ugly. You look like this, you are so weak, and you still have to go out alone. What if you are seen by the perverted nobles?"

Kleist: "Sexy?"

He never knew that there was a race with this name among the demons.

Chi Yan nodded: "It's those people who covet your beauty."

Kleist: "..."

Chi Yan sighed: "Just because you've been with me for a long time, you can't think that men all over the world are as upright as me, especially now, you don't know how many men only look at their faces, not their gender!"

Kleist really didn't know what to say.

Seeing that Kleist hadn't spoken for a long time, Chi Yan leaned over and said, "Don't be afraid, I'll let someone follow you, or let Albert and Carl go with you, after all, they are knights and can protect you , and I don't think they should attack you on the road."

After all, Albert and Carl usually regard Kleist as an imaginary enemy.

Kleist, who was rarely cared by Chi Yan once, could only follow Chi Yan's words: "I don't want to be with them, I can even catch wild bears, and I won't encounter any danger."

Chi Yan: "That's not necessarily true."

In short, Chi Yan didn't let Kleist go to Katuo alone like he did in the beginning.

He felt that this land was full of dangers, and most of the dangers came from people.

Kleist had no choice. After repeated persuasion to no avail, he left a letter and slipped away in the middle of the night.

The next day, Tuliu Chiyan was wrapped in a quilt, holding a letter, and said to the housekeeper with a look of despair, "Kleist left alone."

The butler was delighted in his heart, and maintained a serious image on the surface, and comforted him: "My lord, don't worry about him. As an elf, he knows what he is doing. Maybe he is tired of life here, so he found an excuse to leave."

Chi Yan hesitated and said, "Impossible? If he simply wants to leave, he doesn't need to leave me a letter."

The butler naturally misinterpreted Kleist's meaning: "Elves often do things that people can't understand."

"Just like Lamir, he seems to think that baldness is very good recently, as long as the hair grows back, he will shave it off again."

Speaking of Lamir, the housekeeper was full of anger—could it be that he thought Lamir was pitiful and left him behind?An elf, who doesn't farm or forge every day, and sneaks out to hunt at night, just because he closes his eyes, doesn't mean he doesn't know.

And Lamir seems to think that the current life is very good, and he doesn't have to do heavy work, and he doesn't have to be called around, so he lives happily every day.

After being bald for a period of time, Lamil felt that the days without combing his hair were very happy, so just two days ago, he pretended that he had lice and shaved off the long-growing hair again.

He was so stupid that the housekeeper wanted to throw him out!

The butler took a deep breath and said to Chi Yan, "My lord, although Kleist is gone, there is still Lamir, who will take good care of you!"

The housekeeper knew that Kleist had been sleeping with Chi Yan at night during this period of time. Now that Kleist is gone, of course someone else should sleep with Chi Yan. Although it is spring, the temperature is not high, and there will still be people at night. Feel a little cold.

The housekeeper who has considered everything is ready to accept the fruits of victory at any time.

Unexpectedly, Chi Yan said: "I don't know Lamir very well, I'd better sleep by myself at night."

"By the way, have the slaves eaten Katuo?"

The butler blinked, he hadn't taken care of the slaves for a long time, but left all the slave affairs to Kadi.

The butler opened his eyes and said nonsense: "They have already eaten, I saw it with my own eyes, do you want something to eat?"

Chi Yan nodded: "Bake me a bacon, please ask Anna if there is any bacon left, I want to eat it with bread."

The sweetness of Katuo is similar to that of sweet potatoes, and the taste is like a combination of taro and potatoes.

Just as Anna was preparing breakfast for Chi Yan, everyone in the territory had already eaten the soft, glutinous and sweet Katuo.

Barton got up very early with his companions who lived in the same room. They got up early in the morning and received their breakfast after finishing their work. Just like a rock.

"Is this really edible?" They kept asking the steward.

The steward was so annoyed by them: "If you like to eat or not, if you don't eat, you will be hungry all morning!"

"What an annoying slave!"

Barton and the others didn't dare to ask any more questions. They took their "stone" breakfast and studied how to eat it.

"I can't break it." The companion said dejectedly.

"Why don't you cook it in a pot?"

"But we don't have a pot."

Five or six slaves held the card tuo and looked at each other. Could it be that the lord here is so poor that he can only let them eat stones?

The goblin who had eaten enough katuo saw their silly faces when passing by, and reminded them from a distance: "Just throw the katuo into the fire, and you can take it out and eat it when it is soft. It is delicious and sweet, and it will fill your stomach. !"

Barton and the others followed the prestige and found that the goblin was talking, and they were trembling with fright.

Although they have been here for half the winter, they usually stay in the house and do not have much contact with slaves of other races, and it is common for old slaves to bully new slaves, so they dare not take the initiative to contact them. Talking to them scares them a lot.

Several people "fleeed" back to the house without even saying thank you.

They gathered around the fire: "Do you want to try it?"

"What if he was playing a trick on us?"

Barton and the others considered it again and again, and finally, as the goblin said, they threw Katuo into the fire.

They gathered around the fire, waiting eagerly.

"Is it alright?"

"Should be better? I can smell the fragrance!"

Barton poked it with a wooden stick, and the lump, which was as hard as a rock, really became soft. They quickly picked up the lump, and it wasn't too hot. After tearing off the outer layer of skin, they couldn't wait to take a bite.

"It's sweet!" Barton exclaimed.

The companions were also surprised.

There are very few sweeteners available these days and they are all natural, such as honey.

At that time, no one used sugar cane to boil sugar. All the sugar was extracted from crops with low sugar yields. The price was so expensive that not even the nobles could afford it, let alone slaves and commoners.

Many civilians may not have eaten pure sugar in their entire lives.

So as long as there is a little sweetness in any food, this food will be very popular.

Barton and the others gobbled it up, thinking that being able to come here was probably because the Holy Spirit looked at them with pity, and finally felt a little compassion.

People in the territory are immersed in the joy of harvesting. Although the harvest is not their property, as long as there is this food, no one will be driven out due to lack of food, nor will they be starved without making mistakes. die.

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On the other side, Kleist, who had left the territory, passed through the clouds. Huge black wings spread out from behind him. The black feathers were shining brightly. The moment they opened, they had an overwhelming momentum. .

Only in this way can he hurry back to his territory as soon as possible.

He will pass through barren mountains, dry riverbeds, and poisonous swamps, and finally land on the top of a cliff.

And below, there is the abyss, if you can survive by jumping down, you will see countless demons, like monsters with strange shapes.

Kleist jumped down.

When his feet stepped on the ground again, there was endless darkness in front of him.

There is no end and no light.

The roar of the monster was heard next to his ears, and Kleist took out the kindling, and the light of a little fire flickered on and off.

Krystal opened his mouth.

What came out of his mouth was not the common language, but another language, a language that only belonged to the Demon Race.

In the light of the fire, a skinny demon came out. His prototype was small, but he was extremely ferocious. His claws could cut through the hardest rock. Under the eyes of everyone, the tumors on his body retracted one by one. Howling in pain, he turned into an unremarkable dwarf.

Probably because of the first successful example, more and more demons came out.

They either turned into dwarves or human races, each of them looked crooked, and even the best-looking ones looked like they had been beaten into a pig's head.

Kleist: "..."

Forget it, he also knows that he can't force it, the demons stay in places without light, and they can't see what the other party looks like anyway, basically they grow randomly.

"I want to take you to the land of the human race." Kleist said indifferently, "Be obedient and don't cause trouble, understand?"

The first demon who turned into a dwarf asked cautiously: "My lord, don't we go and kill all the people on the abyss?"

The demons are ready to move, they are cruel and bloodthirsty by nature, and they never know what pity and love are.

Kleist frowned: "No."

The demons looked at each other.

The daring demon asked: "Then my lord, what are we going to do above the abyss?"

If they don't kill people, they have nothing to do.

Kleist said blankly, "I have other arrangements."

Now, the demons all thought that Kleist was going to take them to do some vicious things.

So excited.

"I hate dwarves, I'm going to gut them out."

"You're disgusting, why did you dig out your intestines? I think dwarves are cute and can be raised as backup food."

"I just want to kill everyone I see after leaving the abyss, bite off their necks, tear their stomachs open, and wash their faces with their blood."

……

At this time, the poor demons still don't know that they are not going to conquer the world.

After all, Chi Yan needs people who farm the land, open up wasteland, and people who are obedient and make strange things.