Succubus' Manor

The "castle" is not too big, and there are too many servants. They basically sleep in the corridor, but it is the corridor behind the kitchen - it leaks rain all the year round, and it is full of moisture, and Chi Yan's room is probably the smallest in the entire castle. In a luxurious place, there is a bed, a table and chairs, and an animal skin is spread on the floor as a carpet.

On the table was an iron vase with several bouquets of wild flowers in it.

The windows are wooden and rotted from the weather and the whole room has a musty smell.

Still, it was the nicest room in the castle.

Chi Yan couldn't complain either. Others lived worse than him, so why should he complain?

The two knights were also assigned to the room. Their room only had a bed and a cabinet, not even a table and chairs, but they didn't dislike it. They just tried their best to talk to the housekeeper and asked the housekeeper to move them away from the pool. Yan's room is closer.

Kleist was assigned the same room as a knight, but because he was a guest, although he did not have a title, the butler still arranged him next door to Chi Yan.

On the first night here, Chi Yan took a good bath after visiting the entire castle, changed his clothes and listened to the butler's introduction of the territory.

The housekeeper introduced to Chi Yan: "Most of the slaves in the territory come from the north, and it is not expensive to buy them. Now slaves are very cheap, and you don't have to feel bad when they die. Don't worry, although the rainy season is coming, this year's food is more than in previous years. Many, you can exchange for a lot of things at the end of the year.”

Chi Yan asked the housekeeper, "Do we have much food?"

The steward said seriously: "Enough for everyone in the territory to eat until the next harvest."

Chi Yan: "I'm asking, if you let them eat two meals a day, how long can they eat?"

He had read that slaves ate only one meal a day, and that meal never filled their stomachs.

The butler opened his eyes wide in surprise: "One meal is enough for them, and slaves have very small stomachs, so they can only eat a little something a day."

Is the butler serious?

Now it was Chi Yan's turn to be surprised.

The steward said firmly: "The previous lord once rewarded a slave with meat. The slave ate too much and died."

"Slaves can't eat meat, and they can't eat too much, or they will die."

Chi Yan understood. Although he had forgotten the principle, he also knew that if a person was hungry for a long time and suddenly ate hazelnuts, he would indeed die.

But as long as you control the amount, take your time, and keep your stomach healthy.

So he said, "You just need to tell me, can two meals a day last until the harvest?"

The housekeeper pursed his lips and said seriously, "Yes, but you can only eat beans for the other meal."

It was only then that Chi Yan knew that at the end of the year, a certain amount of the food grown in the territory had to be used to buy necessities from the merchants, such as spices, cloth, and the like, and the remaining amount was the ration.

The previous lords would exchange two-thirds of the grain with merchants for expensive items such as fine cloth, quills, and parchment.

So the rations given to the slaves were very small.

Chi Yan is relieved, as long as he doesn't change for luxury goods at the end of the year, even if everyone eats three meals a day, there will be enough food.

Chi Yan: "Then let them eat two meals a day."

The butler still wanted to persuade him, but seeing Chi Yan's expression, he swallowed back what he wanted to say.

—he felt that the new lord still had a kindly love for the slaves.

But he also feels that slaves are not worthy of any kindness, they are just humanoid animals, so don't take it too seriously.

Maybe it's because the new lord came out of the Holy Court?

The steward sighed. The slaves were very good at pushing their noses. If it wasn't because they needed to farm the land, he wouldn't even let them eat a meal.

It was rare for Chi Yan to sleep peacefully, although there was always a faint musty smell on the tip of his nose.

But it was better than sleeping in a carriage before, at least there was a bed, and the cushion was quite soft.

The next morning, he was woken up by the housekeeper.

The butler waited for him to get dressed and asked, "Master, do you want to eat?"

Chi Yan was really hungry. He didn't have any appetite in the carriage. The road outside was bumpy and the car body was bumped. He didn't know how many times he vomited, and he didn't dare to eat. He only drank a little water and ate a little bread every day.

The bread was not good.

It was neither sweet nor fragrant, dry and hard, and he had to chew it with water to swallow it.

That's all, and only he and the knight have it. No matter how much the coachman persuades him, he won't eat it, and only eats black bread.

——The black bread is even worse, because it is made with wheat bran and it is difficult to swallow.

But the coachman was already very happy. He said that he could only eat mush before, that is, all kinds of beans were boiled together. Many of them were deflated beans, and good beans were not available to servants like them.

Chi Yan was led to the restaurant by the butler, and he thought again that this place should not be called a castle.

It was just a house built of stones, and there were no decorations inside, but in this age without industry, being able to build a three-story building with stones was already considered a work of art.

The table was a long square table, made of a solid piece of wood, scratched and stained by years of use.The dishes are also made of iron.

The butler went to call two more knights and Kleist. Albert and Carl obviously slept well, and they looked full. Only Kleist looked a little listless. He was still wearing Chi Yan's clothes. The clothes, cuffs and trouser legs are a bit short, exposing wrists and ankles, but it doesn't make people feel strange, but has a unique aesthetic feeling.

It's a pity that Albert and Carl didn't feel less hostile to Kleist because of his appearance. They glared at Kleist and snorted angrily. It was probably because of Chi Yan's presence that they didn't taunt him.

Kleist sat on Chi Yan's right, and the knight sat on Chi Yan's left and right. As for the seat opposite Chi Yan, it was reserved for the future lord's wife.

After everyone was ready, the maids began to serve breakfast. They all bowed their heads, and they were all very young. The youngest was about 14 years old. It was probably because the nutrition could not keep up. She looked like a ten-year-old child.

Unexpectedly, after time travel, he became a black-hearted landlord who hired child labor.

Chi Yan's conscience hurts.

The breakfast that came was a few slices of bread and a bowl of thick soup.

But only Chi Yan's bread was not black bread, and the other three were all black bread, but they didn't show any resistance.

Chi Yan took a sip of the soup.

Then he swallowed with a grim expression.

Instead, the butler said: "The cook is best at thick soup, and the former lord also liked it very much."

Chi Yan: "...Really?"

Not as good as the cabbage soup he cooked.

There is a strange smell, like the smell of spices. It is not clear whether it is fragrant or stinky, and it is very strange in the mouth.

Also very salty.

Especially Chi Yan himself doesn't like western thick soup very much.

Albert and Carl were full of praise for the thick soup: "Even in the holy city, there are not many cooks with such skills! They are willing to put so many spices!"

Steward Yu Yourong: "Businessmen often send spices over."

Merchants would send slaves who could not be sold, and after they bought them, they would give them spices as toppings.

Chi Yan couldn't drink the thick soup, so he ate the bread with water, which was considered a meal and fooled his stomach.

After the servants took the dishes, he said to the butler, "If possible, I hope to fix some toilets."

Otherwise, he estimated that he would never step out of the gate of the "castle" in his life.

"Find someone to collect the excrement and bury it..." Chi Yan had a strange expression.

The butler didn't raise any objections. Unless the lord's request was very rude, the subordinates had to fulfill it.

Although he didn't understand it, he was willing to faithfully implement the orders given by the lord.

After all, the position of butler was born for this.

That morning, all the "slaves" in the territory knew their new tasks - repairing toilets and burying excrement.

They have been enslaved for a long time, never questioning the decisions of their lords, only the goblins are not too happy.

"My lord! Our excrement is dug and buried!" The green goblin pointed at the others, "We don't want to bury their excrement!"

The butler was very upset. When he was upset, a servant swung his whip and lashed at the little goblin who spoke just now. The goblin didn't dare to hide and endured it abruptly. The whip immediately left a winding bloody scar.

The butler said with a cold face, "Slaves have no right to refuse!"

Everyone shrunk their shoulders and lowered their heads, not daring to speak or raise their heads.

After the butler left, people started to move. The goblin's mother hurriedly hugged her child, and reached out to touch the scar on the child's face. She was so thin that only a handful of bones remained, and her breasts slumped to her abdomen like a deflated balloon. No jacket, just a rag around the waist.

She touched the child's face distressedly.

But the goblin said with hatred on his face: "Mom, let's escape! Escape from here and live in another place!"

The female goblin hurriedly covered the child's mouth, looked around cautiously, found no one was paying attention to them, and then said: "Don't say stupid things, how will we live if we escape? No one will feed us outside, and we will be caught by the merchants." Go and be a coolie."

Anyway, here you only need to farm and do odd jobs. If you go to be a coolie, you will work all the time, from morning to night, until you die. Moreover, coolies don’t have enough to eat, and if one coolie dies, there will be more coolies.

Although they can't get enough to eat here, they will never starve to death.

And the dwarf goblins have no other advantages except for burrowing. They can't run fast, and they don't have the strength and strong body of the tauren.

The female goblin pulled the child: "Go back and apply it with plant ash, it may leave scars..."

The goblin lowered his head, and he clenched his teeth, wanting to turn back time, and pounced on the butler, biting his neck open with his teeth.

The tauren went to open up wasteland silently. They wanted to cut down the tree and dig out the roots, but they only had two axes, so the tauren without an ax could only beat the trunk with their fists. , then they can hammer the trunk and break it.

Dwarves and goblins are both very short in stature. The only difference is that dwarves have more developed muscles. Even if they are always hungry, the muscles of dwarves still look strong, while goblins have green skin.

The dwarves do some physical work, such as plowing the land. They will put the wooden utensils of the plowing on themselves, and bury their heads in the field like cattle.

They rarely communicate and work from the moment they open their eyes until the sun goes down and they can't see anything.

They also have no place to live, because the previous lord did not allow them to build a house—even a thatched hut. They felt that they had time to build a house, so they might as well do more work. Many slaves died, but the lord was not short of money. Can buy more slaves.

As for the human race, the human race is responsible for sowing and watering. If the harvest of a piece of land is not good, then the human race in charge of that land will be unlucky.

Their punishment is not much, but it is cruel.

Whipping is only the lightest punishment. The more serious ones are stripping naked and hanging upside down, then whipping them, and splashing water to wake them up when they faint.

If it is more serious, such as trying to escape, or damaging the crops, the head will be smashed with a stone in public, and the body will be left in place, waiting for the animals to eat or rot.

Chi Yan didn't know what kind of life the people in his territory lived. He was the lord for the first time, and the biggest official he had been a study committee member before time travel was dismissed by the class teacher after only one semester because he was addicted to playing games in junior high school. , Since then, he has never been an "official".

So he asked Kleist to learn from him very humbly: "Do you think I did something wrong by letting them eat twice a day?"

Kleist was wearing a white pajamas, with his chest open, revealing his snow-white chest. It's not that Chi Yan hadn't seen his body, but at this moment, he only showed a little bit, which made him even more seductive.

Kleist sat by the window. There was a window in his room with a sill half a meter wide, and one could sit on it.

He squinted at Chi Yan.

Chi Yan swallowed subconsciously, and then quickly spurned himself for being superficially confused by beauty. No matter how beautiful the other party is, he is still a man, with the same body structure as himself.

Kleist: "Same."

Chi Yan: "Huh? What's the same?"

Kleist: "If you don't feed them, you will spend a sum of money to buy new slaves every year. If you feed them, the food is the same as buying slaves."

Chi Yan: "I'm not asking this, what I mean is that if I do this, no one should come to trouble me, right?"

Kleist looked at him strangely: "Who will come to trouble you?"

Chi Yan sighed: "Holy Court, I don't know if one meal a day is stipulated by the Holy Court."

Kleist: "No, this is your territory. As long as you can guarantee enough wheat for the Holy Court every year, the Holy Court will not interfere with you."

Chi Yan: "That's good. I'm going to let them build thatched huts by themselves. What if they sleep on the side of the road every day and catch a cold? I heard from the housekeeper that the rainy season is coming, and there must be a place to shelter from the wind and rain."

Kleist looked at him even more strangely.

Chi Yan: "What kind of eyes do you have?"

Kleist looked back, he felt very strange, so he said seriously: "You are a kind person."

Chi Yan was praised inexplicably, touched the back of his head, and said with a smile: "Really? You are the first one to praise me like that."

Just a little silly.

Krystal said in his heart.

Chi Yan: "Okay, then I'll do it!"

Although he was forced to come here, he has no grudges against him, he wants to live a better life, and has no interest in the life of an ascetic.

Only by increasing productivity can we have a good life.

He had had enough of dry bread and weird soup anyway.

Since he came to this world inexplicably and became a lord, he must make a career.

After all, when he plays games, he likes to play "Minecraft" the most.