Succubus' Manor

The ramie can finally be sown, and the wheat is sown together with the ramie. The wheat seedlings look very healthy - at least in the eyes of Chi Yan, who has never planted the land, there is no better wheat seedling than his own , but along with sowing, fertilization has also become a big problem.

The original buried hole was dug.

After a period of precipitation, these fertilizers are ready for use.

Chi Yan has also heard before that if farmyard manure is not fermented for a period of time and used directly, it will burn the roots of the crops.

But he never expected that the fermented farmyard manure could smell so bad.

The fertilizer in the game is tasteless. He only needs to use the mouse to fertilize the land well, and get some rewards by the way.

Now Chi Yan has two cloth strips stuffed in his nose, and his speech is very vague: "It stinks!"

The housekeeper also held his breath. He went to close the window, and then placed flowers in the room. It took a while for the smell to dissipate.

The housekeeper really wanted to ask Chi Yan where he saw that "farm manure" could be used to fertilize the land. As an old man, he really couldn't stand such a stimulus. Who would dare to use "farm manure" to grow wheat or vegetables? do you want to eat?

So the housekeeper said tactfully, "My lord, is this fertilizer really useful?"

Chi Yan took off the cloth strip that blocked his nostrils, nodded and said, "It's very useful! It's a pity that we didn't raise more cows. Cow dung is a good thing! It can be used for burning or as fertilizer."

I heard that cow dung is very resistant to burning and is a good fuel.

Chi Yan had never seen anyone burn it, so he was very curious.

Despair was written on the butler's wrinkled face, and he subconsciously said, "Don't be sorry, although we only have two cows, we have many tauren."

Chi Yan: "It makes sense! Maybe the effect is similar!"

Anyway, the word cow is in the name.

Then the tauren were taken care of—their poo didn't belong to them anymore, they had to empty it in a designated place.

The tauren never questioned their lord's decisions, but still didn't understand the operation.

Fortunately, the smell dissipated quickly. After all, the weather was not too hot. After the fertilizer arrived in the field, the wind would blow for a day, and the smell would be gone. It's just that the fertilizer was a bit smelly when it was dug out at the beginning.

Even the very patient slaves couldn't bear the smell, and they rushed to take a bath without being reminded for the first time.

Chi Yan also felt that it was time for him to bring out the soap.

As a time traveler, how could he not make soap?There is not even soap locust here, he brushes his teeth with charcoal scraps and relatively soft branches, but since there is no soap, Chi Yan suspects that he has not washed it clean every time he takes a bath.

He does know that soap needs fat and lye.

Alkali can be obtained by boiling plant ash with water.

But grease, especially lard, Chi Yan didn't have.

The wild boars here don't know why, one is more muscular than the other, many people in modern times spend a lot of money to buy black pork, now Chi Yan wants a big fat pig, a pig, half of which is fat.

It seems that other oils are also available, but they must be animal fats, not vegetable oils.

So Chi Yan asked the almighty butler, "Is there any animal that has a lot of fat after being killed?"

The butler thought for a long time: "Sheep?"

Do sheep have fat too?

Chi Yan always thought that the sheep were full of lean meat.

Chi Yan asked, "How many sheep do we have?"

Steward: "Twelve."

Chi Yan sighed.

twelve sheep.

sheep……

Cashmere!

Chi Yan stood up excitedly: "Has the sheep started to molt?"

The housekeeper didn't understand why Chi Yan suddenly became agitated, but he still replied seriously: "It's started."

Sheep will moult during the spring equinox, especially the fine wool at the root of the wool. These fine wools are cashmere, which is soft and warm. The fiber is better than wool, and the wool spun is more uniform and the clothes are more snug.

It's a pity that they only have twelve sheep and only two ewes!

"The holy courtyard is too much!" Chi Yan complained unhappily, "The two ewes are not too young."

Although Chi Yan didn't know how to tell the age of the ewes, but after so long, the ewes hadn't conceived cubs and had no milk, so they were no longer ewes in their prime.

Otherwise, lambs can be born, and there will be endless descendants.

In a few years, he can become a big sheep farmer.

Maybe I can’t run out of sweaters every year!

The butler understood this time, he and Chi Yan shared the same hatred: "The Holy Court has always been like this, but, my lord, we can go to the farmer to buy sheep."

Although the Holy Academy strictly controls the animal breeding, some large farmers are still able to take advantage of loopholes.

They will raise livestock for the Holy Court, and they will secretly reserve seeds when raising, that is, leave a pregnant ewe or cow from the same batch of sheep or cows, and wait for the cubs to be born. These cubs are their wealth .

And the Holy Court generally turns a blind eye.

After all, although these farmers work for them, they can't let these farmers lose their benefits, right?

The Holy Court was unwilling to pay a high price, so naturally they had to let go of these little hands and feet of the farmers.

"The price of ewes is high," said the steward, "four or five times that of rams."

Chi Yan sighed: "Hey, there is no way, the money is still paid."

"Let Kadi take a trip." Chi Yan is already comfortable with Kadi now.

Ever since Kadi went to sell wine once and sold it for a good price, he has become a tool man in Chi Yan's eyes.

But Cardi will not complain, he feels that he is so happy!

Although the housekeeper accused him of having fleas and couldn't serve the adults close to him, but now he has a name with the adults.

Adults will always think of him.

Entrusting him with such an important task, doesn't it prove that he is someone who is taken seriously by adults?

This taste is really good.

"You're so lucky." Abel looked at Cady with a happy face, and it was hard not to say jealously, "The grown-ups may not even know my name."

Abel is no longer a servant in the castle, and he doesn't even have a chance to clean the dust.

But apart from being lost, Abel was not too sad, because he was still in the territory of the adults.

Occasionally, when adults come out to hang out, he can still take a look at it from a distance—after all, he can only take a look at it in the castle.

There is no difference after coming out.

It's just that I no longer work in the castle, so there is no work meal, and I can only work hard on the land rented by my family.

Most of the land they rented was planted with catuo, and only a few pieces of land were planted with wheat. It would not be possible without wheat, and only wheat was needed for tax collection.

Other civilians did the same thing. They grew enough wheat to pay taxes, but they still ate katuo.

After all, wheat is less harvested, but Katuo is harvested more, and the taste of Katuo is still very good. Maybe if the Katuo is planted this year, there will be no shortage of food in three months.

Cardi comforted Abel: "Don't be sad, my friend, if you want, you can go with me to do things for adults."

Abel asked excitedly, "Is it really possible?"

Cardi nodded: "Yes, my lord said that I can choose someone to go with me."

Abel said seriously: "Kady, you are so kind, adults will definitely see your kindness."

Cardi said sadly: "I want to go back to the adults, that bald elf is really annoying, he can eat five bowls of mush a day!"

Elf Ramir not only drank five bowls of mush a day, but also sneaked into the woods to hunt in the middle of the night.

The prey here were stupid and stupid, and some of them bumped into him in a panic. As a result, Lamir, who ate a lot and exercised little, gained weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

She has a round face and looks a little cute.

But it has lost the dusty temperament of the elves.

After all, an elf must be thin to be immortal.

After living here for a few months, Lamir has no problem communicating with anyone. His voice is very nice, like gold and jade, his voice is like a person, noble and elegant. If you don’t look at his round face, just listen to the voice , can also make up a noble and beautiful elf.

"Lamir, don't you want to work?" Chi Yan asked Lamir.

Lamir said seriously, "I don't want to."

Chi Yan sighed: "You eat like this every day, you don't look like an elf at all, if you continue to eat like this, you will become a big fat man."

Lamir blinked: "Is it bad to be fat?"

Chi Yan: "It's okay, but it's not good to be too fat. If you can't walk two steps, you will be out of breath, and you will wake yourself up by snoring when you sleep. Most importantly, the female elf won't like you."

Ramir: "They didn't like me when I wasn't fat."

Chi Yan: "Why?"

Although Lamir sometimes looks weak, his appearance can still be very bluffing.

Ramir: "They think I'm not strong enough."

Because elves are born beautiful, they don't have requirements for appearance when looking for a partner, but they do have requirements for figure.

The minimum requirement is also a six-pack abs, and an eight-pack is just average—and so is the female elf.

Lamir pinched his chest: "They like big breasts."

Chi Yan: "..."

The beauties of the elves have a really different aesthetic from the human race.

At least Chi Yan only likes abdominal muscles, not chest muscles.

A man with too big chest muscles may have to wear a bra, otherwise it will be very uncomfortable to walk.

A little pectoral muscle looks good, not exaggerated is not bad.

Lamir made a comparison: "They like such big ones."

Chi Yan frowned, eyes widened: "...their taste is really..."

Ramir: "Hey, they are too strict. Now that there are no female elves around, I feel much more relaxed. No one will laugh at me for having small breasts anymore. I found out that you humans don't require men to have big breasts. If I came earlier That's good, I think I can find a human female as a partner."

Chi Yan: "I think you can too."

At this moment, Chi Yan began to rejoice that he was not dressed as an elf.

Otherwise, it would be too sad for beautiful young ladies to laugh at him for his small breasts every day.

Should he abandon his own aesthetics and develop exaggerated pectoral muscles, or should he not bow to the aesthetics of elf women and be a group of small breasts who are ridiculed.

No matter which one you choose, it seems to be pretty miserable.

correct……

How about Kleist's pecs?

Although he slept with Kleist all the time in winter, he really hadn't observed it carefully, after all, both of them slept with their clothes on.

When Kleist comes back, he will take a good look at it and touch it by the way.