Succubus' Manor

In the absence of professional tools, the only way to find minerals and clay is to dig.

As for what kind of soil is clay, Chi Yan doesn't know. He can only ask people to dig out soil that is different from the usual soil, add water and stir it into a ball. If it dries, it won't disperse as easily as ordinary sand , basically clay.

As for the stones, this is also to be collected. In fact, most of the stones here have been seen by civilians and slaves.

Stones containing metals or minerals are also easy to distinguish from ordinary stones, which is the kind of difference that is visible to the naked eye.

Because this large forest is within Chi Yan's territory, it doesn't matter how bad it is, but it is not only because of soil erosion, but also because these forests are also natural barriers. .

There are still not enough shovels, but three people can share a shovel, and each of them carries a wooden frame behind them. As long as they think it is useful, they will be put into the wooden frame, and they will be carefully distinguished when they go back.

Except for the old, weak, sick and disabled and those who still have jobs, everyone was dispatched.

Only then did Chi Yan realize that the population of his territory had exceeded 300 before he knew it.

For a town or city, this population is naturally not large, but for a manor, this population is already very good. Standing on the balcony of the castle, Chi Yan looked at the "people" standing below , very proudly said to Kleist: "Three years out of poverty, five years to become rich, now is the second year, we are not far away from poverty!"

Kleist turned to look at Chi Yan's vigorous look, raised his eyebrows and asked, "And then?"

Chi Yan was not questioned, he had already made a plan: "Build houses and roads, formulate new rules, and at the same time cultivate your own armed forces. If people don't attack me, I won't attack others. If people attack me, I will beat him like a dog!"

Chi Yan also said quietly: "There are still a lot of weapons in the warehouse!"

These weapons cost a fortune, and a well-trained army, even a small number, is better than a mob that outnumbers it.

In short, he has no intention of attacking others, but if someone wants to attack him, he must let the other party come and go.

In this way, those eyes that covet him will be shocked, and they will know that he is not easy to mess with.

Chi Yan also looked at Kleist proudly: "How is it? I'm smart, right?"

The three big words "Quickly praise me!" were written all over his face.

What else could Kleist say?

He could only hold Chi Yan's hand, and softly praised in Chi Yan's ear: "You have always been the smartest."

Chi Yan didn't blush at all, and said brazenly, "That's it!"

Chi Yan took Kleist back to the room, and the people outside had already set off. Chi Yan spread out his bound book and showed Kleist the plan he had drawn.

"The original house was demolished after the new house was built." Chi Yan pointed to the painting, "There must be a square and a garden, and the fields are on the periphery. We can only build one-story houses now, and we can't find iron ore. Without a strong support, wood can actually work, but the technology is not enough."

Chi Yan used to watch a video on the website, which was a Japanese program called Super Almighty House Remodeling King. Japanese houses are almost all wooden structures. Except for the cement foundation, the frames and partitions are all wooden, and they can also be made into two or three houses. storey building.

And the load-bearing capacity is not bad.

The problem now is that Chi Yan can't use all wooden structures because their current lighting equipment is still an open fire.

And the land is big enough to accommodate everyone on the first floor.

Chi Yan: "If you don't need an open flame for lighting, and there are lime and clay, you can actually try to build a small building."

There are also several floors of buildings in the city, but they are basically built on stones, which have their own weight. As for whether they have laid a foundation, Chi Yan is not very clear.

If there is reinforced concrete, then the house can be built as tall as you want.

"Look at this side. If there are more people here, it can be expanded in the future, but it can only be expanded from this side. Other places must retain fields unless they open up wasteland." Chi Yan had a very good idea, "As for the city wall, I don’t think there’s any rush to build it now.”

His territory has just started, and building a city wall now will affect the future construction.

What Chi Yan said here was logical, but Kleist was confused over there.

"I'm done." Chi Yan turned to look at Kleist after babbling a lot, and asked, "Do you have any comments? Is there anything you want to say?"

Kleist said blankly, "No problem."

Chi Yan frowned: "Did you not listen to me carefully?"

Kleist sighed: "Listen."

Chi Yan looked at Kleist, and Kleist also looked at Chi Yan.

After making eye contact for a while, Chi Yan said, "Forget it, let me worry about it, and you will be responsible..."

Kleist looked at Chi Yan.

Chi Yan looked at Kleist in confusion: "You are in charge of training soldiers? But you are not a soldier yourself, how do you train?"

Chi Yan muttered to himself: "Or let Albert or Carl come, anyway, they are knights, and they should have seen pigs run before eating pork."

Kleist put one hand on Chi Yan's shoulder. He was smiling, but exuded a chilling and dark aura.

"Let me try it first, how about it?"

Chi Yan didn't feel that Kleist's smile and tone had changed from usual.

He just asked that sentence, a question that everyone would say the same answer: "Are you okay?"

"You'll know if you try it?" Kleist stroked Chi Yan's back.

Chi Yan felt a little itchy, and trembled twice: "Then, I'll leave it to you, but if you don't do well, I will remove you!"

He is not the kind of person who is bewitched by beauty!

Kleist chuckled and said, "Okay."

Kleist's voice is really nice...

Chi Yan thought in a daze.

With the arrival of spring, the daytime lasts longer than winter. People put on sackcloth, go out early and return late, and come back with dust every day, and their faces are dirty, but no one is tired. Food, not dangerous, what is there to complain about?

Even the children who didn't have to go joined in the fun. When the adults were looking for clay and minerals, they picked wild vegetables and flowers next to them. Pour it into a pot, add water, and sprinkle a little salt, and you can eat it after cooking.

It's fast, convenient, and not bad at all.

I can still drink soup.

In the woods in early spring, there is not much food to be found, and wild animals have not come out. Although it is barren, it is safe.

Renee with a scar on her face was also in the crowd. She was chewing wild grass roots and holding a shovel in her hand. She looked thin, but her strength was stronger than others. She didn't feel hard. When others were working She is working, and when others are resting, she is still working.

But Renee has always been alone, not in contact with anyone, except for eating and drinking, she just sits in a daze every day.

That's why she got the nickname "Scar Monster", which she herself thinks is pretty good—it has a kind of indescribable arrogance, at least it sounds bluffing.

"Renee, it's time to eat." The tauren came over and called Renee.

Renee turned her head and glanced at the tauren. She had a ferocious scar on her face, and she looked fierce no matter what she looked at.

The tauren swallowed his saliva and was terrified. He quickly said, "I, I'll go there first! If you want to eat, come here by yourself!"

Then the tauren ran away like the wind under their feet.

Renee put down the shovel in her hand and went to the place where people gathered to eat. As soon as Renee appeared, people moved away.

Renee didn't care about it herself. She picked up her wooden bowl and made a bowl full of katuo and wild vegetables. There were some boiled wheat bran in it. It would not be difficult to eat with wild vegetables and katuo. pharynx.

Most people would bring some food with them, such as wheat from home, brown bread from the kitchen, or rewards like white bread they got before.

Renee's previous job in the territory was to spin thread. She was dexterous, and the thread she spun was thin and even, but even so, people didn't think she was a gentle person. Once her face appeared, she could scare people That's enough.

After eating, Renee sat away from the crowd.

She found a piece of grass and sat on the ground. The grass was still a little wet, and she was not afraid of getting her pants wet. When the soup cooled down a bit, she grabbed it with her hands.

After staying here for so long, she is still more used to grabbing food with her hands, and she is always not good at using chopsticks. Sometimes she doesn't know whether she is dexterous or clumsy.

But living here is really easy, you don't have to risk your life to steal things, you don't have to worry about the things you have finally stolen being robbed by others, you won't be beaten, and no one bullies her because of the scar on her face—although People are afraid of her because of this scar, but it's better than bullying her.

More than once she heard the women in the weaving room discussing.

They would say, "Your Excellency is so kind to us, we work in the warm house while the men are outside."

"It's really cold outside. I heard that in summer, there will be ice in the house."

"My lord is as kind as my mother, not like my fierce and stupid father."

Hearing a lot, Renee thought occasionally.

Why is this lord so good to them?Even a thief like her is willing to accept it.

But it was useless to think too much. After Renee ate up all the food in the bowl, she even drank the soup. After rinsing the bowl in the stream, she could take it back without washing it seriously.

After a busy day, the sun was about to set and the sky was reflected in orange before people dragged their weary pace home.

Renee also has a "home", but it's crowded with many people. She only has a bed in the corner, because no one dares to mess with her, so she has quite a lot of space.

Renee didn't bother to go to the river to wash again, she just lay down on her own hay bed in such a dirty state.

But she took off her sackcloth cherishingly, and after beating off the ashes, she put it on again, and lay down with her clothes on.

The people who live with her are all women, women without family members, they are all slaves of the human race, and sometimes they talk together at night, but Renee never joins their conversation.

In the beginning, the most they talked about was what life was like before they became slaves.

They are not considered beautiful, if they were beautiful, they would not be sold as ordinary slaves.

Instead, they were bought by nobles and brothels.

Now they can't do what they did before.

"I dug out a very beautiful stone today. If the manager says it's useless, I'll keep it. It's the most beautiful stone I've ever seen."

The female slave took the stone out of her arms. It was a green stone. Although it looked gray, such a green stone was rare.

The other female slaves were very envious.

After chattering and praising for a while, they all dispersed and went back to sleep on their own bed.

There were eight of them in one tiny house, but no one complained.

Compared to sleeping on the grass before, being able to sleep in a house is unthinkable.

Renee listened for a while and found that they were silent before turning to sleep on her side.

She never missed the days before she came here.

After coming here, she felt that she used to live in a dark abyss.

The people who can be contacted are either thieves like her or hooligans who rob civilians. These people don't trust each other. People die every day in the city. No one cares about the death of a few insignificant thieves.

Renee closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

She didn't care how those people in the city were doing.

Anyway, there were only her enemies in that group of people, not her friends, and they didn't even know her name.

Everyday life is the same, get up before dawn, and continue digging in places that have not been dug before dawn. As time goes by, the weeds in the woods also grow up, and people pick dandelions nearby when they are resting. After picking, they will put dandelions into the soup and eat them as vegetables when they eat.

Chi Yan also ate dandelions in the soup.

When he ate it, he thought it was Anna cooking, and a dandelion floated in from the window.

He didn't say anything in the previous few meals. After all, Anna's workload is so heavy. Not only his food, but also the servants' food is also prepared by Anna. It is normal for some things not to be noticed, and he is willing to be considerate.

But after eating for several days in a row, Chi Yan still called Anna to ask.

Anna's answer was beyond Chi Yan's expectations: "My lord, this is a very popular wild vegetable. Even the nobles will let people pick it this season! Your lord has a lot of flying grass in your territory, and you can sell it go."

Dandelion is the name here when flying grass.

It is also appropriate.

It was only then that Chi Yan discovered that dandelions were edible, and he had always thought they were for blowing fun.

Sure enough, people will find the playful side of anything only after the stomach is full and the life is rich.

It was only after asking that Chi Yan began to try eating dandelion - it had no taste, especially after it was boiled in soup, the taste was not as fluffy as Chi Yan imagined, weird, but not unpalatable, and Because of its small size, you don't deliberately chew and feel it after you put it in your mouth, let alone feel it.

Kleist really liked it.

So Chi Yan would scoop up the dandelions in his soup and give them to Kleist.

During the second week of digging, no clay was found, but minerals were found.

It wasn't the iron ore that Chi Yan wanted the most, nor the sulfur ore, nor the gold or silver mine that symbolized immediate fortune, but copper ore.

At first, people thought they had found a gold mine.

As a result, after careful identification by the steward, it was found that it was not a gold mine, but a copper mine.

Brass, also known as fool's gold, looks like gold in appearance,

Chi Yan was very confused when he heard the news. He didn't know much about copper. He only knew that copper was used to make money in ancient times. Brass is hard, but brittle and wear-resistant. It is usually used to make valves and water pipes.

Other than that, he knew nothing.

This involved Chi Yan's knowledge blind spot.

Putting the brass thing aside for a moment, the digging continued and eventually the clay was dug out.

The clay is light red in color and turns bright red when water is added, which is very eye-catching.

The even better news is that we found limestone. Limestone is not lime, but a material for calcining lime. In addition to limestone, products with high calcium carbonate content such as dolomite and chalk shells must be calcined at a high temperature of [-] degrees. made.

And limestone is crystalline and must be stored in an anhydrous and dry environment.

Limestone is also the main raw material for glass production.

But not all ingredients.

But finding limestone is always good news, better than nothing.

Other materials can be collected slowly.

Thinking that he might be able to replace all the windows in the castle with glass in the near future, he was a little excited.

Having glass windows, in a sense, can bring Chi Yan some psychological comfort.

But finding clay is a good thing.

They can finally start planning roads and new homes.

The supervisor must be able to read the drawings, Chi Yan thought for a while, and finally decided on the candidate - Karl.

Although Karl is a knight, it is good to find something for the knight to do once in a while.

The confused Carl took up the post and became a supervisor, holding blueprints in his hand every day.

The city planned by Chi Yan is in the shape of a well. There are four main roads. They should be wider and set up sidewalks and roadways. Although there are only carriages here, it is always good to separate them.

The houses are all one-story houses. After he burns out the lime and gets out the cement, it is better to consider two-three-story houses.

The house we are making now is more like a courtyard house, and different small houses play different functions.

Every household must be equipped with a large water tank in front of it to prevent possible house fires.

Other details can only be figured out as we go along.

Carl couldn't be hard enough by himself, and he even pulled Albert up.

The two people had a great headache directing the construction of civilians and slaves.

If the two of them didn't break it up and talk to the civilians and slaves, the civilians and slaves wouldn't understand it at all.

The construction noise was loud, and there was noise almost all the time during the day. Chi Yan couldn't complain, so he could only stuff two balls of cotton cloth in his ears. The servants adapted well, and none of them seemed to find it noisy.

Only at night can there be peace.

Chi Yan leaned in Kleist's arms, yawned and said, "It's too noisy during the day, I can't draw any pictures, or else I'll draw at night and sleep during the day."

Anyway, as long as he fell asleep, thunder would not wake him up.

Kleist lowered his head, kissed Chi Yan's forehead, and said softly, "Then I'll sleep with you during the day."

Chi Yan: "...I can sleep by myself, I think."

Kleist doesn't think so.

So Chi Yan started a life of upside down black and white.

Territorial transformation has also started vigorously.

Except for the people in the weaving room and the spinning room, everyone else has to dig the foundation, cut down trees, and mix with clay. This time the building of the house is more rigorous than before.

In order to prevent insects, the wood has to be peeled and baked for a period of time, and then brushed with vegetable glue, which is a kind of tree resin. The foundation must be dug deeper than before, the walls are smoothed, and the roof is made of wood. , and then use the clay mixture after a layer of planks.

The firing of tiles is also on the agenda.

The soil used for firing tiles is a mixture of local red mud and clay.

But before firing the tiles, the pottery used for shaping must be fired first.

And Chi Yan only talked about the production method, and then started to be the shopkeeper.

How to do it, let the dwarves figure it out.

So all the roofs are now half-finished, and only when the tiles are laid one by one can the house be declared complete.

If the original house was the original version, then the current house can be counted as the feudal version.

Chi Yan was very satisfied with the evolution from primitive society to feudal society.

Everyone is very busy, and Chi Yan is also very busy. He is busy eating duck eggs.

The ducks in the territory don’t lay eggs very much, and even if they lay eggs, they lay eggs at night. People often slander them in the middle of the night to relieve themselves, but they step on the duck eggs and break them. Later, they should be kept in captivity. Duck breeders are also easy to clean the duck house Step on the duck eggs when you step on them.

So there are not many duck eggs collected.

And Chi Yan hasn't brewed high-strength wine yet, so he can't marinate eggs.

It can only be eaten directly.

In the past two days, he tried boiled duck eggs, fried duck eggs and scrambled duck eggs.

Chi Yan, who hadn't eaten eggs for a long time, was not picky at all, and couldn't decide which was better, duck eggs or eggs.

After all, eggs - Chi Yan felt that they were something he had eaten in his previous life.

All the chickens raised in the territory are roosters!

It is very cruel, there is not a single hen, and he still hopes that there is a rooster that lays eggs like Xiaopin, then he will definitely sacrifice this chicken.

This group of roosters will crow on time every morning, which is an alarm clock in the territory that does not need to be wound up to set the time.

It will also flap its wings and fly out of the chicken coop. Although it will come back in the end, it will definitely shit everywhere.

No duck is easy to manage.

Because of flying around, a few of them were killed by pigs.

In the end, all of them were delivered to Chi Yan's table.

Not to mention, the meat of the rooster is okay, except that the chicken breast is quite tender except that it cannot be stewed in old hen soup.

"Here is one." Chi Yan shared a duck egg with Kleist, "Eat more."

Kleist smiled.

Chi Yan gave Kleist another fried duck egg with chopsticks: "Don't be polite to me."

Kleist found that his bowl was full of duck eggs.

And Chi Yan's bowl was full of wild vegetables.

Chi Yan found that Kleist was staring at his bowl, and said with some guilt: "I'm tired of eating, but this is a good thing, don't waste it."

And took out the words that parents love to say, which people can't refuse——

"I'm doing it for your own good too."

As soon as the words came out, Kleist really ate up the duck eggs.