I Will Be The Crowned King

Chapter 23 Colonial Agriculture Survey

Despite Carl Bain's 10,000 reluctance, in the end he could only watch Anson and Lisa, surrounded by a company of guards, leave the station and head towards the wilderness outside Beluga Harbor.

It is said to be a wilderness, but in fact it still has not left the actual control of Beluga Port; after all, a port city with a population of 40,000 cannot support so many people by the fishing industry alone; just like the Port of Carindia, there are At least one-half of the population is scattered, scattered around farms, forest farms and mines.

Although Beluga Port has a fishing ground that even the three North Sea countries would envy, her main source of food is still the grain, dairy and meat products provided by the farm.

Unlike the Port of Carindia, there are very few scattered villages like Hantu in the Port of Beluga—or in fact, there are none—they are more large-scale farms with fixed settlements.

In the eyes of many immigrants who have come and gone, hoping to start a new life in the colony, this is a land given by God. The land is so fertile that no matter a handful of seeds are sown, it can grow luxuriant fruits; , as long as you work hard and work hard, you can have a beautiful life that can never be imagined in the mainland.

Actually that's not the case at all.

First of all, reclamation from scratch is a very hard work, and it is impossible for a loner colonizer to complete it. At least three to four people, or even a dozen people, are closely united and cooperated to have hope.

Even if the cultivation is successful, how to maintain survival in the desolate wilderness and wait for the first batch of fruits to mature is a huge problem; the question is how much energy is left to find food to make up for the physical energy consumed after spending a whole day in the cultivation of the land. ?

Even if these problems can be overcome, there are beasts that raid the farmland, unknown plagues, unsuitable crops and seeds, completely uncertain weather, and other colonists lying in ambush in the dark, waiting for the opportunity to take the fruits of your cultivation...

Not to mention the successful reclamation of the colonists alone, they are lucky to survive this battle after battle.

In this environment, group-centered farms were the mainstream of the Beluga Harbor colony.

These farms started with a dozen people, dozens of people, and then they continued to attract sporadic colonists to join; they collectively reclaimed a piece of land, and collectively lived in a unified longhouse or building in order to save materials and fuel for heating.

The farm has independent barns, mills, stables, blacksmith shops... everything needed for daily life and work is available, and the annual harvest is distributed according to the amount of labor and a certain hierarchy; then it continues to absorb foreign population and expand and reclaim wasteland. The area... it goes on and on and on and on.

And these farms not only own their own land, but many even have their own "industries" in Beluga Harbor, operating fishing, forestry, controlling a certain mine, or ocean trade with other farms and chambers of commerce. …many of them have a seat on the Beluga Harbor Council.

And a small part of the most successful ones have even "evolved" from ordinary colonists to become superiors, owning their own farms and chambers of commerce, and controlling some important trade channels.

In this regard, Speaker Harold and the Weizler family are more representative examples.

This kind of farm is characterized by strong organization, high productivity and management level, otherwise it would not have been possible to make Beluga Harbour so prosperous in just 50 years; the disadvantage is that it is not easy to control, and it is extremely independent. .

Therefore, Anson's plan is to find a new wasteland near Beluga Port to reclaim and designate it as the "manor" of the Storm Division - coupled with the military logistics provided by the Rune family, the Storm Division can be truly self-sufficient. .

Of course, it is not realistic to want to do this in the short term, but at least the storm division can have a means of bargaining to prevent it from being coerced by the Beluga Harbor Council or the scattered farms.

What, what if the soldiers can't farm?

At least in the Clovis Kingdom, this problem absolutely does not exist - first of all, 99% of Clovis soldiers are from peasants, and even if they have quit for many years, they will not really know it at all; even if they forget completely. Now, it won't be too slow to learn again.

Besides, who said that the army must let the soldiers reclaim the wasteland?

As long as the preliminary construction work is completed, the subsequent work can completely recruit immigrants from the mainland or the three North Sea countries, and let the new colonists be responsible for the subsequent farming.

Isn't it attractive enough for a colonist with nothing to get a job that pays well and guarantees life as soon as he landed?

Anson thought the plan was perfect.

What's even better is that as long as the farms can be successfully built in the Beluga Harbor and even the Ice Dragon Fjord, many of the next things will come naturally - the control of the surrounding areas, the replenishment and expansion of the army's non-staff personnel, and the surrounding indigenous people. Even the attack and suppression of the colonial forces...

In short, farming is never just farming, it can also be expansion; farm settlements are not necessarily just farms, but may also be well-disguised fortresses.

Through the snow-covered wilderness, the group came to the destination of the trip.

In the quiet winter sun, An Sen is in front of An Sen's eyes. There are fields on both sides of the road that are connected to each other. In the distance, you can see the neat and uniform vegetable gardens surrounded by fences. Rows of fruit trees demarcate the boundaries, like a garrison. Soldiers of the road and the "castle".

The "fortress" in the center of the whole field is a majestic mill; around the mill are a "palace" composed of full-filled barns and sheds for raising pack horses and cattle. The longhouses built with mud and stones are her "city wall", and behind the living wall is the public kitchen, and smoke rises under the blue sky.

This is the most standard "colonial farm".

The moment he saw the scene in front of him, Anson even felt that something in his body was activated.

Even if he didn't talk about his previous life, most of the memories of the "former Anson" who was born in the countryside of the Central Province are about villages and manors, and farming is no stranger to him.

Since we want to reclaim the wasteland, the first step is of course to conduct a field visit to the more successful local farms and absorb their successful experience; to understand which crops have high yields, as well as the characteristics of local agricultural tools, the laws of climate change, and the construction of irrigation systems... These are basic operations.

A burst of bells came from the direction of the distant barn - just as the group arrived, the people in the farm had already discovered their existence.

The villagers in the farm are not wearing new, but definitely not old-fashioned coats, all kinds of hats, boots in the mud and gloves on both hands, they are very warm at first sight. ; Both adults and children are very ruddy, without any trace of malnutrition.

Faced with the sudden appearance of the Clovis army, these villagers looked very nervous. They huddled together in a crowd in front of the farm, and looked at Anson and the military flag behind him with anxiety written in their eyes.

While the two sides were at a stalemate, a young man suddenly walked out of the crowd on the opposite side, wearing a delicate brown trench coat and a bowler hat of the same color, and came to Anson with a smile on his face.

"Salute to you, Beluga Port Defense Commander and this distinguished lady." The young man took off his hat and bowed respectfully to Anson and Lisa:

"It's really our honor to have such an unexpected visit from two people!"

"You know me?" Anson was a little curious.

"No... But my uncle told me that the garrison commander of Beluga Harbor has arrived and brought a local army with him." The young man said truthfully:

"In addition, he and I have described your appearance, plus the army behind you, so I will..."

An Sen nodded knowingly: "Then your uncle is..."

"Speaker of Beluga Harbor, Harold Lefkas." The young man laughed.

Um? An Sen was stunned: "This is also the farm of Speaker Harold's family?"

Could it be that the information collected by the little secretary was wrong, and that Harold's power was far more than the city of Beluga Harbor?

"Oh, no...it's not like this!" The young man quickly explained:

"He's my uncle, and we have a good relationship, but this isn't the Lefkas family's farm, it's our collective -- I'm just the farm deacon elected by everyone, not hers. Owner."

"Ah, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Bonnie Lefkas. I'm the deacon of this year's farm. I'm in charge of all kinds of miscellaneous affairs in the farm. If you have anything you need to know or command, feel free to tell me. I, we will do whatever we can!"

The young man smiled very attentively, with a somewhat flattering expression on his face.

Deacon this year? Anson was even more curious: "Is there a term for your position on the farm?"

"Of course, and it's changed every year." Boni said in a natural tone:

"The farm is not one person, but the property owned by the entire collective. Everyone is just a part of the entire farm. Any position can only be held by successful election, not hereditary."

"How about the election?"

Lisa on the side suddenly asked.

"Uh... mainly through voting." Bonnie scratched his scalp, leaned down and chuckled from the girl:

"That is, as long as there are more people who support you in taking this position, you can become the person in charge of this work - for example, the position of deacon I currently hold is through..."

"So to see who is liked by more people, this person can do what they like?" Lisa asked loudly again:

"So even if this person knows nothing, as long as many, many people like him, and many, many people fear him, he can be everyone's head?"

"Uh..." Bonnie's smile froze on his face.

Feeling a little embarrassed, Anson quickly changed a new topic: "We are coming to the colony for the first time, can you show us the farm?"

"Ah, of course!" Boni hurriedly agreed, and the attentive walked in front:

"Please come with me!"

The group followed closely and entered the farm along the road.

After entering the manor, everyone found that it was even more spectacular than the appearance - neat and uniform longhouses, scattered shacks, pottery workshops, blacksmith shops, tanning workshops... scattered in an orderly manner. In some scattered corners of the farm, a simple division of labor constitutes a complete ecological closed loop.

It can be said that in addition to salt, alcoholic beverages and some products with more complex process chains, the entire farm is almost completely self-sufficient, providing a considerable amount of food supply to Beluga Port.

"Currently, the main crops we have here are wheat, potatoes and oats." Boni introduced as he walked:

"This farm is still very young, it has only been ten years since it was established, and it has not been able to start growing other more abundant crops - those farms that have been cultivated for more than 20 years have even started to grow cabbage and beets. ."

"How about the output?" Anson asked casually.

"The first year was not very good, but it will gradually increase from the second year - especially for mature arable land, the yield per mu can almost reach three to four times the original!" Speaking of this, the young man's eyes There is a hint of gratitude in it:

"It still relies on the help of Uncle Harold, otherwise farms like us that are not particularly well-manned~www.wuxiamtl.com~ often take more than ten years to reach our current level!"

"Speaker Harold?"

"That's right, although it's just some help within his ability, Uncle Harold has been working hard to support pioneers like us and help newcomers - he's really a good person, almost three Two-thirds of the farms have been helped by him!"

Anson was thoughtful.

"Uncle Harold mentioned you to us. He said that you are an ambitious garrison commander. He not only hopes to maintain the security of the colony, but also establish industries here and develop the land belonging to our Clovis people." Young The man went on to say:

"Since Uncle Harold is willing to believe in you, then we will support you unreservedly - please rest assured, this farm will do everything we can to supply the garrison."

"As long as we have a potato, a beet, and a piece of bread, we will never let the warriors fighting for Beluga Harbor go hungry!"

Just when the young man swore to assure Anson, the sound of someone falling suddenly came from behind the group.

An Sen turned his head to look subconsciously, and saw a man with ropes on his hands and feet fell into the cowshed, twitching painfully in the pile of cow dung and mud, as if he had been completely frozen.

He was wearing what looked like a burlap sack, and his scarred body could be seen from the trouser legs and neckline; in the snow-covered Beluga Harbour in December, this man was only wearing a single shirt and bare hands and feet. Work in a shed.

"This is……"

"Oh, this is a local native." The young man introduced calmly:

"Our slaves."

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