Warlord: King of All Clans

Leo didn't want to be a clothes hanger for a few women, so he put down the little mouse that he used as a hand warmer and prepared to go to Hekou Town to take a look.

He built the river mouth town and the gravel fort himself.

They are all my own sons, I can’t favor one over the other!

I haven't visited it for a whole month, so I don't know how it's going.

The road from Hewan Territory to the Western Watchtower has become wider and straighter due to day-to-day traffic and maintenance, and even solid stone bridges have been built over several small rivers.

Every day, travelers or caravans go to the River Bend to purchase the high-quality iron ingots, furs, and herbs here, or to look for job opportunities.

In this world, the upward space for the lower-class people is almost blocked. Serfs are serfs all their lives, and farmers are farmers all their lives.

It is difficult for farmers who are locked in the fields to find ways to become craftsmen or traders.

Valery was so smart and strong, but he was an apprentice blacksmith swinging a sledgehammer for five years and was eventually kicked out.

But it is different in Hewan. Everyone is of common origin. The lords, big and small, not only provide various employment opportunities and a wide variety of tools, but also do not want to see their subjects being complacent.

Even if some craftsmen feel that their skills for a living should not be made public, the lord is willing to spend money to hire them and let them train enough apprentices.

If it really doesn't work, then change people. After all, these are just basic techniques, not unique skills.

Almost every basic technology was widely spread with the encouragement of the lords.

Today, a refugee who knew nothing when he first arrived can easily build brick walls, polish stones, process leather, and process wood.

These skills are available for modern people to learn if they want to, and in this era they are passed down from generation to generation.

Ordinary refugees, serfs, and farmers, when they arrived at the construction site, could only do hard labor!

As for craftsmen like Valeri who have a solid foundation and have integrated the strengths of various schools and fully put them into practice in various projects, they can now be called master craftsmen.

There are also small fishing boats coming and going on the nearby Anzeno River.

In order to facilitate the passage of ships, Ulyaan also asked Valeri to lead people to find ways to clear part of the river, so that Isenpol's small cargo ship could finally reach the river bay.

But in fact, compared with the town level, the output of the river bay is still limited, and the dredging of the waterway has not been recognized by cargo ship owners. So far, few cargo ships are willing to come.

Leo set out in the afternoon, riding his horse at a canter and enjoying the scenery along the way. It was already dark when he arrived at Hekou Town.

At this time, the cassava flour processing factory had already gone off work, and except for the living area and the market at the south gate, the rest of Hekou Town was very quiet.

As expected, Hekou Town attracted a large number of refugees, whose number exceeded the population limit of the cassava flour processing factory, so they could only survive by setting up tents and sheds outside the city walls.

These homeless refugees set up continuous camps along the World Tree Avenue, beside the city wall west of Hekou Town, waiting for the merciful Lord of the River Bay to arrange a way for them to survive.

On the other hand, the food produced by the cassava flour processing factory is also coveted by them, and thieves often try to climb over the camp wall to steal.

When Leo arrived, braziers had been lit on three walls of the camp, and patrolling guards were shadowy figures walking back and forth.

As soon as Leo reached the east gate, he heard Ivan shouting from the top of the wall: "Kroger! Stop right there!"

At the foot of his feet, a huge, blurry black shadow stood still at Ivan's shout, then revealed its figure.

Kroger, the leader of the two-headed ogre, was moving timidly along the wall. When he was discovered by Ivan, he had no choice but to stand still.

Ivan pointed at Kroger and shouted, "Are you stealing my delicious tapioca flour?"

Kroger said in an aggrieved way, "I just want to take it out to eat!"

Ivan rolled his eyes and parroted, "Eh~ I just want to take it outside to eat~"

He jumped down from the top of the city wall and snatched Kroger's big bag.

When I opened it, I found that it was full of cassava residue, which made me feel relieved.

After processing, 30% of the antler cassava is the skin, 50% is the residue, and only about 20% is cassava flour.

This is still rough processing with relaxed conditions. If the fiber-rich antler cassava is processed into potato flour according to the filtering method of modern farmers, I am afraid that less than one-tenth of it will be retained.

These cassava residues cannot be digested by human intestines and are used to feed livestock or as fertilizer, but in the eyes of ogres, they are the ultimate delicacy.

During the time that Leo was developing Stonebreaker's Fort, the ogre tribe also moved.

The giant salt marsh crocodiles outside the saltpeter mine were eaten up by them, and the large wild beasts near the abandoned blockhouses were also forced to migrate, leaving little food for the ogres to obtain.

Wild antler cassava is not always available by digging.

Kroger had no choice but to continue eating poisonous mushrooms with his people, poisoning himself into sky blue again.

With the establishment of the river mouth town, Kroger also saw the opportunity. He brought his people to join Ivan and was willing to serve as the guard of the city gate. The reward was large amounts of cassava residue.

Unfortunately, his people, like the Kobolds, prefer to eat the interesting cassava peels.

After eating a large amount of deer horn cassava peels, the ogre became like a drunkard after drinking alcohol, drowsy and destructive, which seriously affected the production order of the cassava flour processing factory.

Ivan was so angry that he fired them all, wanting to teach them a lesson.

But the ogre has no idea of ​​the mistake. Having lost his food source, he can only choose to steal to survive.

In order to get food, this group of three-meter-tall fat men can fly and hide on the ground, and are capable of doing anything.

So during this period of time, Ivan spent most of his energy fighting wits and courage with the ogre tribe.

Of course, he was not the one who actually managed the cassava flour processing plant. The dog-headed man Rambo Rabbit and the refugee leader Basarov cooperated with each other to manage the entire Hekou Town in an orderly manner.

After happily watching their interaction for a while, Leo walked into the gate of Hekou Town.

The guards at the city gate had actually seen Kroger a long time ago, but they didn't dare to do anything and at most reported it to Ivan.

They were not that familiar with the ogres, and it was better for the cassava flour to be secretly eaten by the ogres than for humans to be secretly eaten by the ogres.

Ivan gave Kroger a lesson before rushing to Leo to report to him about what had happened during this period.

Production is going on as normal, with the output of cassava flour fluctuating slightly depending on the harvest of wild antler cassava, but it is enough to feed the people of the entire river bay.

The refugees in the factory had porridge and bread for breakfast and cassava flour for dinner every night, and they were all plump and white.

At the same time, processed products of cassava flour are also being developed. In addition to cassava flour bread, simple cassava cakes and cassava vermicelli are also beginning to enter the diet of the people.

Now, craftsmen in Hekou Town have begun to study the use of cassava flour to make sugar and wine.

Apart from this, there is the problem of the bandits' lair.