Cthulhu Gonfalon

Autumn is cool.

In the Thunder Principality in the south of the main plane, even in the fall, the air pressure will not be very high, and the air will not be relatively dry. Of course, it will not make people feel refreshed.

However, if faced with the golden farmland, neatly tidy, one by one, the tassels are heavy, and it is estimated that the harvest is great without the use of harvesting light.

In this case, the mood is still uncomfortable, probably only two.

One is metamorphosis, and the other is the madman of the **** of famine.

Crick was neither a pervert or a **** of famine, so he looked at the vast golden field, feeling very good and smiling very happy.

"I can't imagine it!" Standing next to him was Keane's spell counselor, Master Damwed. The mage, who usually seems to be very calm and even cold, is also shocked at the moment, a strange singer flashes in his eyes, so that he is a little gloomy.

"Look at this field, an acre field is afraid to receive three or four hundred pounds." Leiden housekeeper looked at the field and smiled and said, "Master, you are so amazing!"

"It’s the peasants, not me," Crick said with a smile. "I just made some ideas. It’s still their own."

"It’s up to the peasants themselves, it’s been like this for hundreds of years,” Master Damwed said earnestly. “After getting the news, I’ve studied history historically. In addition to the special farmland managed by the Master, Ordinary farmland generally has an acre of land, and it can be a miracle. It can be a miracle for two hundred pounds, enough for people to hold a grand ceremonies, thanks to the rich lady (the goddess of harvest). Like Keen’s collar, except for some If you look at the **** of cowhide, you can be sure that it has not happened in history."

Crick smiled: "History is always moving forward."

"Yeah, history is always moving forward." Master Damwed smiled and nodded, and looked at the golden field again.

"Just... I never thought that I could see this scene with my own eyes, even if I was one of the characters who pushed history forward..."

From fertilizer to reclamation, to the development of various agricultural tools, he also exerted a lot of effort on the part-time alchemist. As he himself said, if the scene in front of him is "history is advancing," then he has made a lot of effort in promoting this great cause of historical progress.

Perhaps the nobles would look down on this, but as a caster, a caster who has also taken a scholarly career, Damwed knows what it means.

This means that even if you are old and dead in the future, it is very likely that this feat has been praised by a certain **** and promoted to obtain eternal life. Or even if there is no **** to appreciate yourself, the kings of **** will look at themselves differently because of this great feat.

In this world, there is immortality, only gods and merits.

The Leiden housekeeper with only nine intelligence is not so far away. He once managed the farm for many years and quickly estimated the harvest this year, and then estimated the tax that can be received, so the old face smiled almost. flower.

But he suddenly didn't smile because he remembered a serious problem.

"Master, we have a good harvest here, will the price of food be reduced?"

Although his intelligence is not high enough, but after so many years of stewardship, social experience is still sufficient. He remembers that every time the harvest is over, the merchants will lower the price of the grain purchase, so that the harvest will not be able to really benefit much.

The Thunder Principality is located in the south, with a warm climate and fertile land. It has been an important food producing area for many years. But the farmers here, the lords, no one can rely on growing food to make a fortune.

Despite the unusual harvest of Keen’s harvest, the “miracle” is not enough to describe it. But for the businessman, the horizontal and vertical is not to lower the purchase price...

Crick's eyebrows pick a little and ask: "Do you estimate that merchants will press the price in the dead?"

"Yes, this kind of thing is not once or twice." Leiden housekeeper sighed. "Whenever the harvest is over, the merchants will put the price of grain purchases to death... see too much."

"That is aimed at civilians. Is it true that for our nobles, do they dare to do this?" Crick whispered. "It is possible to encounter the grumpy aristocrats and directly hang these profiteers."

"Oh, as long as you can make money, what is hanged?" Leiden said with a sneer. "I heard about a businessman who was angry and hanged to lower the price of grain purchases. What happened? No one bought him. The food was finally rotten in the warehouse."

"...this is unreasonable!" Crick frowned. "Life is more important than money!"

"I don't understand anything too esoteric. Anyway, I have never heard of a businessman who is not desperately trying to suppress prices at this time." Leiden sighed and said, "In general, they will form an alliance and draw up a plan. The approximate price. In any case, it can only fluctuate at this price, the whole country is like this."

Crick’s eyes suddenly brightened: “Is this the whole country?”

"Yes."

"Then don't worry." Crick laughed. "I have sent Reina to investigate before. In addition to our Keen collar, this year's harvest in other regions should not be much different from previous years. In other words, food. The price should be similar."

Leiden’s housekeeper suddenly stopped, and he thought for a while, finally understood and couldn’t help but laugh.

Since the harvest in the entire Principality is almost the same as in previous years, the super-benefit of the Keen collar will naturally earn, and make a big profit!

"Great! The finances of the Territory next year will be much more generous!"

Crick nodded with a smile, although the money that was won in the grand prize in the virtual mask playground was not used up yet, but for a territory, it is still stable by its own production, and it can be reassuring. .

As long as the agricultural income of the Territory can maintain its current level, he is confident that within five years, Keen will be built into the most prosperous Baron collar of the entire Thunder Principality. Give him ten years, I believe that even the Viscount collar may not be able to get here. If you give him twenty years, just a baron collar in this area will be enough to win the wrist with the real powers who can control the big country!

Time is on his side.

The three men laughed and came down from the observatory and returned to the castle.

And in every field that the Knights of Keane led, the farmers were happy and worried.

Joy, naturally because of the harvest.

Worried, it is afraid that it will rain in the last part of the harvest.

As we all know, the harvest season is the most afraid of rain. Once it rains, the quality of the grain will drop. And the wetted grain takes more time to dry and consumes more time and energy. If the sun is not dry enough, it will be mildewed and can't be sold.

"The barn in the village is not big enough!"

“It’s better to build a barn now, and expand the sunbathing field by the way?”

Similar words appeared in the mouth of the village chief of each village, and the petition was quickly sent to the hands of the lord.

Crick naturally would not refuse such a request. He also contacted the two knights under the squad and suggested that they also seize the last vacancy before harvesting, build a barn, and expand the sundeck.

His prestige in the territory is very high. Under one command, the residents of several villages will act together and invest in the construction work.

Fortunately, this time it was really a blessing of the goddess of harvest, and there was no rain in the small half of the month.

Taking advantage of this rare dryness, the autumn harvest work is intense. Because of the too many harvests, the original staff was not enough, and Crick had to hire people to speed up the autumn harvest.

Fortunately, this is the only day after the completion of the autumn harvest, a heavy rain swept across the South.

In the heavy rain, I don’t know how many peasants are in tears, and I don’t know how many lords sigh. But it is certain that the peasants and lords led by Keane are not among them.

At this time, they are already preparing for this year's harvest festival.

The people of the Harvest Goddess Church also quickly got the news and came here.

They claimed that the harvest came from the gift of the goddess and called on the people of Keen to believe in the goddess so that they could be blessed before they could have the next harvest.

Lena, who had been bought by Crick and turned to him as a scout, quickly got the news and reported it to Crick.

"Adult, what should you do?" asked the Howard James Knight frowning at the high-level meeting of the Knights of Keane.

He is not a believer in the goddess of harvest, and he does not believe that this year's harvest has anything to do with the goddess.

As everyone knows, since the last battle with the goddess of wealth has failed, after a while, the harvest goddess has been quite quiet all these years, no big move. To say that He will specifically give a gift to a region that is not even in the temple, and give such a good harvest... Hey, the Knight Knight is not high in intelligence, but don't fool him!

Moreover, over the years, the goddess of harvest has not blessed some places, but who heard that the area blessed by him can receive three to four hundred kilograms per mu?

Crick smiled slightly, but his eyes were a little cold.

The land can be harvested, both because of the advancement of technology and because of the hard work of the farmers. The Harvest Goddess Church did nothing, but wanted to jump out and pick the peaches now. How could he promise?

The power of greed is for ourselves, and I am not afraid of too much credit to crush them!

But he did not rush to make a final decision, but first asked what the subordinates meant.

"Forget it, everyone is also happy to be happy..." Leiden housekeeper is obviously a ****, looking at the bumper harvest, his mood is very good, do not want to fall out with the Harvest Goddess Church.

"This... I don't think it's better to have a good relationship with them?" The young Oss Knight, the late Dvor Oss Knight's son, Charles.

This proposal has been endorsed by many people. After all, the goddess of harvest is an influential god. If you can take the opportunity to have a good relationship with his church, it would be good.

Crick was undecided and turned to look at the main sacrifice of the Void Mask Church.

This main sacrifice was recently exchanged, named Milomon, a werewolf. It is said that he is not only strong and strong, but his brain is also very good.

Facing the eyes of Crick's enquiry, the excellent scouts of the orc empire, now the local sacred sacred church, the food lover, Mr. Milomon smiled and made his own suggestion.

"Since we have such a bumper harvest here, and other places have been devastated, it is not the place to be contacted." He said, "The goddess' gift"...

Crick's eyes suddenly lit up.