Succubus' Manor

Chi Yan has new ideas every day. In addition to the residential area, Chi Yan also planned the factory area. The factory building needs to be bigger, with more windows, and the staff dormitory is also to be built. If you buy new slaves in the future, New civilians have been introduced. They can live in staff dormitories even if they don't have a house for the time being. They only need a bed.

Given that no iron ore has been found, the beds are estimated to be made of wood.

Fortunately, the land here is sparsely populated, and everything is lacking, except wood.

The original well-shaped town plan also became out of shape. After Chi Yan stopped writing, he realized that the town plan he wrote could definitely accommodate a population of 5000 to [-].

A population of 5000 is considered a local city here, and it can be called a city.

If there is no larger and more populous city in the local area, then this city can be called a big city.

There are about 5000 people in Benedict's territory, and it is the largest city nearby.

If other cities can have more than 2000 people, it is considered relatively good.

Although 5000 people are in modern times, it is about the number of people in a middle school, including junior high school and high school.

The butler has also seen Chi Yan's drawings, and he accepts them well.

"My lord, this is just right." The housekeeper didn't seem to think that Chi Yan's design was so inconsistent with the rules of the Holy Court, but instead looked comforting.

Chi Yan asked in a low voice, "Will the Holy Court trouble me?"

After all, he was originally positioned as a manor owner, but he was actually inferior to the nobles. It's just that the power of the Holy Court is great now, so Chi Yan seems to be on an equal footing with the nobles.

But it was only limited to the baron. If he met the viscount, he still had to bow his head to the other party.

Although Benedict is a viscount, he has a good temper, so it might be difficult to change him.

The contempt chain here is more intuitive.

While arranging the paper, pen and ink on the table, the housekeeper said, "My lord, there is nothing you can always rely on, except yourself. Only when you become strong, will you not be intimidated and never be swayed by others."

The butler stood up straight and straightened his back: "I am different from you, my lord. I am just a butler."

That's what he said, but Chi Yan looked at the butler at this time, and seemed to see another person through his old face.

A handsome young man with a straight spine.

Chi Yan suddenly became curious about the butler, and he said to the butler, "Don't stand there, sit down! Let's talk."

The butler sat down on a chair beside him kindly.

Chi Yan looked at the butler with his chin propped up. The butler was always neatly dressed, with no dust or stains on his body. His white hair was combed back meticulously, and the corners of his mouth were always turned down. He looked serious and rigid, as if he was born ignorant How to write the word laugh.

"Why did you become a housekeeper?" Chi Yan asked.

The housekeeper looked at Chi Yan, but it wasn't Chi Yan who was looking at him. He still had that expressionless expression: "My father is the housekeeper."

From his birth, his life path has been decided.

The first nobleman he served was a viscount. The viscount owned a fertile territory. He had no hobbies other than enjoying it. He didn't care about the common people in his territory, nor the royal family and the Holy Court.

In the end he died at the hands of his mistress, in his bed.

The mistress was also hanged after being caught, and the viscount's eldest son inherited the title.

This is the second nobleman he served.

The character of the eldest son is very similar to his mother. He doesn't like to enjoy, but he doesn't have any pursuits. He is naturally timid and cowardly, likes to flatter others, but he is violent and vicious in front of the servants. He died after eating a poisonous mushroom by mistake. The title passed away in less than three years.

The title was inherited by his younger brother.

The steward, hired at this time, left the land and began working for an earl.

The earl is an adult obsessed with power. He is always trying to flatter the royal family and the Holy Court, and even marry his daughter to a marquis's son—not necessarily the heir's son, and die on this son. There are countless women in the hands.

As expected by the housekeeper, the already very weak young lady "died of illness" within three months of her marriage.

The count didn't care about his daughter. He married his other daughter one month after his previous daughter died of illness.

After losing his two daughters, he grew closer to the Marquis.

He worked for the earl for most of his life. When he was old, he came to this deserted manor under the sign of the earl, and became a housekeeper working for the manor owner.

He served the three lords here, all of whom were sent by the Holy Court.

After coming here, I just want to enjoy it like a nobleman.

Until Chi Yan's arrival.

The housekeeper thought Chi Yan was a very strange person, he had never seen such a person.

Sometimes naive, sometimes mature, there are always things in my mind that others don't know.

Even stranger was the look in the eyes of the new lord.

It's as if he is not from this world, no matter how he looks at people or things, it's like there is a layer of something between him.

At first, his impression of the new lord was only naive.

A naive young man who has no experience with power and doesn't know how to be a lord.

Not even young people, but "children".

This "child" has a lot of ideas, many of which seem unrealistic to him, but as a housekeeper, his most important duty is to be loyal to the lord. He will obey whatever the lord wants to do. If the lord wants to kill, he will only Will tell the lord what kind of weapon is the most suitable.

Then, he watched this barren territory in the eyes of others slowly getting better.

Sometimes he even felt that if he had married when he was young, his grandson would be as old as Chi Yan.

Slowly, he confused his role and regarded Chi Yan as a junior.

He watched Chi Yan gradually gain a foothold with his support from a "child" who didn't understand anything. One day, his hand holding Chi Yan would be loosened, and this child would eventually grow into a A real strongman.

Just like he once expected of himself.

It's just that he couldn't do it.

Chi Yan looked at the butler in a daze, and didn't bother him. After the butler came back to his senses, he continued to ask: "Actually, I wanted to ask you a while ago, and I want to invite another butler back so that you don't have to be so tired .”

The housekeeper is not young, if it is the age of retirement in modern times.

Worried that the housekeeper was unhappy, Chi Yan explained: "You are getting old, so you can relax a lot by inviting another housekeeper over."

The housekeeper had to manage many and complicated things, and Chi Yan didn't want to see the housekeeper faint from exhaustion one day.

Unexpectedly, the housekeeper agreed immediately: "I once had a friend who was serving Earl Gail. He had three sons. The second son had just grown up and grew up by his side. If you think it's okay, I will ask someone to He delivered the letter."

Chi Yan blinked.

The butler seemed to know what he was going to say, and said with a smile: "My lord, I am so old and I know myself. I don't have the energy to take care of many things. Instead of letting you rush to find a housekeeper who doesn't know how deep I am after my death, It’s better to let me choose and cultivate myself.”

"Then, then you can send a letter to your friend." Chi Yan scratched the back of his head, "I'll go and see them making soy sauce."

The soybeans harvested last year were more than those of the previous year, and the quality was better than that of the previous year. Although the soybeans were not plump, at least they were not shriveled. The quality has been improved, and the finished products can be started.

In addition to soy sauce, you can also make soy milk and tofu.

Chi Yan decided to make soy sauce first. The production cycle of soy sauce is long and takes more than half a year. Apart from soybeans, the raw materials only need wheat and salt.

Grind wheat into flour and mix it with soaked, steamed and drained soybeans. After each soybean is evenly coated with wheat flour, it is fermented indoors until the soybeans look green and can be packed Put it into the jar, then pour the salt water just submerged, cover it with a wooden frame with a gap, and put it outside.

After half a year of drying in the sun, the soy sauce embryo is ready. After the sauce embryo is ready, it takes less than two days to get traditional soy sauce.

In fact, Chi Yan didn't know whether this kind of soy sauce was dark soy sauce or light soy sauce, but the taste shouldn't be bad, and soybeans were easy to grow, so they could be harvested more, and they weren't afraid of wasting them.

In addition to soy sauce, tofu is also very important. Chi Yan asked the goblins to collect a kind of grass leaf called sour leaf. The edges are jagged and sour when chewed. Li Shizhen quoted the method of tofu in "Huainanzi" in "Compendium of Materia Medica" , a complete induction of the system is carried out.

In ancient times, besides soybeans, other beans could be used to make tofu, but in modern times, soybeans are almost only used.

As for tofu, you can choose anything that is "salty, bitter, sour, or pungent". In addition to gypsum, marinade is used to order tofu in modern times. However, if you don't make it often at home, you prefer to use gypsum.

Acetate and so on are all fine.

Chi Yan asked people to collect this acid, grind it and squeeze out the juice, which is an important tool for ordering tofu.

Today Chi Yan is going to show Anna how to make tofu.

After Anna has learned it, Anna will teach others.

Otherwise, Chi Yan, as a lord, is teaching people how to make tofu everywhere, which seems a little bad.

The soybeans used to make tofu were selected by Anna. The large grains and plump beans were selected. They were soaked overnight, and then ground into a pulp after they swelled. They were filtered and put into the pot. When Chi Yan arrived, the soy milk had just been soaked in the pot. heat up.

"My lord." Seeing Chi Yan coming in, Anna quickly lowered her head. She was at a loss now and didn't know what to say.

Holy Spirit!Why did the lord come to teach her how to cook food?It's incredible!

Chi Yan waved his hand: "Come here, stand closer, and I'll teach you."

Anna swallowed her saliva, walked to Chi Yan's side, and watched from a close distance as Chi Yan slowly poured the acid juice in after the fire was completely turned off, but she had to use a spatula to stir slowly in one direction, stirring while pouring.

Chi Yan was actually a little nervous, wondering if the sour juice could make tofu.

If he couldn't... then he would be a shame today!

Fortunately, the sour juice and soy milk are very face-saving. After stirring for a while, Chi Yan felt a small lump of condensation in the pot.

Chi Yan let Anna feel it, and then said: "That's it, just cover the lid and let it take shape."

After closing the lid, Chi Yan sat in the kitchen with Anna and ate snacks - fish floss and sesame sugar bread. In fact, if duck egg whites were added with sugar to make cream, maybe Chi Yan would soon be able to have something sweeter and more delicious. The bread can be eaten.

At first, Anna didn't dare to sit and eat with Chi Yan at all.

But seeing Chi Yan eating deliciously and not caring about the environment of the kitchen at all, Anna carefully ate by the side.

After a while, Chi Yan lifted the lid.

The tofu inside has been formed, but it is not a whole piece, but a large piece of tofu, and there is still a lot of water, which is the yellow swill produced when making tofu. This kind of water can also be used to make tofu. Easy to break.

It's also great for washing clothes.

Chi Yan asked Anna to pack the tofu into gauze and put it in the prepared square wooden frame, then put the wooden board on it, and pressed stones on top of the wooden board.

After pressing out the excess water in the tofu and shaping it, it will be ordinary tofu.

It's just that Chi Yan remembered it after finishing it... He forgot to pick out the bean curd with a thin wooden stick.

He prefers tofu skin to tofu.

"Just cut the tofu into small pieces and cook it in the soup." Chi Yan said, "Baked tofu is also fine."

Chi Yan was greedy: "It should be fine after one night. I will teach you how to make baked tofu tomorrow morning."

He just wants to eat.

Anna was so moved that she was about to cry, she nodded desperately, and the expression on her face couldn't tell whether it looked like crying or laughing.

While Chi Yan and Anna were making tofu, the others were building houses.

Those who lay the foundation lay the foundation, those who build the frame build the mining building, and those who burn the tiles burn the tiles.

The first two are easy to say, everyone has experience, but burning tiles is a new job, a new job that is difficult, and the first to try and study must be the dwarves. The dwarves are very important to Chi Yan, and almost everyone has them. Almost everyone has been rewarded for the two sets of sackcloth. In Chi Yan's territory, the dwarves live the best life.

Not only do they not need to pay for their own three meals a day, but they can also get a lot of rewards. When they are not alive, civilians and slaves of other races will use wheat or other things to find them in exchange for some necessities of life.

Carpentry such as furniture, ladders, etc.

The "chief engineer" who was in charge of the brick-burning work was an old male dwarf, already considered an old man among the dwarves. His beard and hair were mottled white. He stood in front of the clay kiln and looked towards the The dwarves nodded.

This is already the eighth kiln tile fired after they received the "task".

The front ones were either shapeless or cracked when the kiln was started, although the adults told them that the tiles were not considered hard in the first place.

But brittle like that is too much.

As soon as the earthen kiln was opened, a gust of hot air rushed in, and the charcoal had already been burned out, which was the residual temperature in the kiln.

The dwarves waited quietly, and when the temperature in the kiln dropped, they could take out the tiles.

The male dwarf bent his waist, and used a wooden stick to dig out clay pots from the kiln. These pots were specially fired for making tiles. Originally, it was better to use steel for shaping and can be used repeatedly. However, there is no pig iron in the territory. , can only use this time-consuming method.

Take the cooled two tiles out of the clay pot, they are still a little uneven and rough, the male dwarf took the tiles in his hand, and first fell into the mud, there was no crack or broken, and then fell On the ground, this time it was broken into several pieces, but not into slag, and there were a few large pieces of tiles.

"All right," said the dwarf.

All the dwarves breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it is not smooth enough, it can be used. With this, you will no longer be afraid of rain leakage when it rains heavily. Although clay and wooden boards can also protect against rain in the past, but after a long time, the wooden boards will be damp and rotted. It's raining heavily, and it's raining lightly inside the house.

Dwarves were not taken seriously before. In people's eyes, dwarves were taciturn and loved to do weird and useless things.

In addition, the aesthetics are very problematic. Many of the things they make are "abstract works of art", which no one can appreciate in this era.

But now, they have something that they never dared to hope for before.

Here, they are no different from the human race. No one will despise them because they are short, nor will they be bullied because of their shortness. The lord will never restrict them from doing what they like. On this piece of land, they are free.

They have heard the word "freedom" but never understood what it means.

Now they understand.

Although they didn't know how to explain it, they really understood it, and it was precisely because they understood it that they didn't dare to relax.

The dwarves focused all their energy on firing tiles, and the more houses they built, the more tiles they needed.

The Terran men cut down trees with the tauren.

Seeing that the tauren could cut down a tree that he needed to cut more than a dozen times with a few strokes of the axe, Barton swallowed involuntarily.

Human races don't like to talk to other races. Barton looked at it for a while, unable to look away.

Tauren don’t actually look like cows. They have horns and are very strong, but their faces are still human, and their skin is a bit blue, but compared to the green skin of goblins, their blue is deeper and weirder.

But the tauren who was cutting down the tree looks good. He is probably a hybrid between the human race and the tauren. His skin is not as blue as other tauren, and his facial features are more refined. The horns on the top of his head are dark brown. The muscles are undulating, and the lines are strong and beautiful.

Barton stared blankly, unable to take his eyes away from the other party.

His companion followed his gaze and saw the tauren as well.

"He looks really good, he must be the best-looking one among the tauren." The companion pushed Barton with his elbow.

Barton lowered his head and said, "So what? No matter how good-looking it is, it's still a tauren? Stupid and stupid."

Companion: "Then why have you been watching him for so long?"

Barton glared at the other party.

Female slaves only accounted for a very small proportion of the slave population, especially after coming here, male and female slaves were separated, and men would naturally pair up with the same sex, but the reason for their pairing was simple, to relieve each other.

It has nothing to do with love.

Barton is a fairly good-looking young man. He has brown hair and freckles on his face. He is very young, and he is still in the stage of youth to youth. He is not as rough as a real adult male. More than one male slave has already thought about it. To be with him.

But Barton was not very happy.

The reason for his unhappiness was not far away, the tauren who was cutting down trees.

Barton felt that he did not simply want to be with the other party.

If he used the words of the nobleman, he felt that he fell in love with each other.

It's just that the other party didn't know him at all, and didn't know his name, and the two didn't even say a word.

This made Barton a little frustrated, and he continued to chop wood.

He didn't know that when he lowered his head, the tauren just raised his head and looked at him from a distance.

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Sunlight poured into the room from the gap in the window, illuminating the originally dark room. Kleist's eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, a teenager's face was printed in the dark pupils.

Kleist snorted softly, "Why did you wake up so early?"

Chi Yan put the dinner plate on the table next to him, threw himself into Kleist's arms, and kissed Kleist's chin lightly.

This can poke a hornet's nest.

As soon as Kleist turned over, he pressed Chi Yan against the soft quilt.

Before Chi Yan could speak, or reservedly express his refusal, Kleist pinched his chin and kissed him forcefully.

Chi Yan's eyes widened and he remained motionless, like a dead fish with a strange light in his eyes.

Fuck!am i kissingStill being kissed?how should I do?Push him away?

Will he be angry if you push him away?Will you be sad?

When you are in love, you should kiss, and they don't behave below the neck, so kissing is okay, right?

Hmm... kissing feels good.

Just the tongue is a little sour.

If possible, he would like to have an intermission.

Kleist stopped, put his hands on both sides of Chi Yan's head, and looked down at Chi Yan seriously: "Don't you like it?"

Just now Chi Yan didn't respond at all.

Chi Yan blinked blankly: "No... I didn't react."

Kleist's thumb rubbed against Chi Yan's lower lip. He lowered his head and whispered in Chi Yan's ear, "Do it again?"

Chi Yan was just about to say "yes" in a daze, but his eyes immediately became clear in the next second. Using both hands and feet, he pushed Kleist away from him, and then quickly got out of bed, all in one go.

Kleist looked at Chi Yan.

He saw Chi Yan pick up a plate from the table, and said excitedly, "Stop kissing! Come eat baked tofu! It's the first time in my life that I've made baked tofu! Hurry up!"

Kleist: "..."

Chi Yan was eloquent: "Baking tofu is a technical job! I roasted three pieces before I baked this perfect piece of tofu!"

"Those three yuan were not wasted, I ate with Anna."

His face was full of begging for praise, and he whispered a little awkwardly: "I want to give you the most perfect food. It will not be so delicious when it is cold. I don't want to always do what you do for me. I also want to do it for you." What do you do..."

A smile finally appeared on Kleist's expressionless face.

What can he say?

As long as it was given to him by Chi Yan.

Even if it is "imperfect", it is also "perfect".

And the most "perfect" one, Chi Yan had already given it to him.

Kleist smiled and said, "Take it here."

Chi Yan walked over with a plate.

Kleist said solemnly, "Hey me."

Chi Yan was dumbfounded.

Brother, do you have no long hands?