The East Coast was only a few kilometers in length. Although there was a lot of seafood, but due to overfishing, it wouldn't take long before the seafood was completely harvested.
Liszt was not willing to do something like draining the pond to catch the fish.
He was going to implement a fishing moratorium in the Flower Town, or at least a summer moratorium. In other words, during the breeding and growth season of the dog days, the fish resources in the sea would be well protected.
Of course.
The summer moratorium was only a temporary measure. After the Thorns Ridge was conquered and the wharf was built at Deepwater Bay, he would promote offshore fishing. The shellfish resources at the coast were too little, so he had to protect them. However, the fishery resources at the coast were definitely enough for the entire Coral Island.
Currently, there was no wharf, no fishing boats, and no fishermen. He could only develop the coastal fishery.
"Isaiah, I leave the supervision of the establishment of the Coral City's fishing team to you. I hope that it will be ready as soon as possible. Old Grandet will assist you from the side in selecting the person in charge of the maintenance and maintenance of the trade routes. Spread them out as soon as possible. I will provide fifty gold coins for the rental of warehouses and the purchase of carriages and horses. "
"Yes, Sir Baron." Isaiah accepted the order.
Soon, the caravan's construction plan was discussed.
It was divided into two parts.
One part was to establish the 'Flower Caravan', which would be stationed in the Coral City, with Old Grandet as the caravan captain and Harpagon as the vice-captain.
Old Grandet mainly operated the 'Coral City-White Birch City' trade route, the 'Coral City-Elm City' trade route, the 'Coral City-Gravel City' trade route, and the 'Coral City-Snake Spear City' trade route.
Harpagon was in charge of the 'fishing team' and the 'castle purchasing team'. The purchasing team was to purchase whatever the castle needed and transport it back to the caravan.
The other part was to establish the 'Thorns Caravan', with Sherlock as the caravan captain. The caravan mainly operated the 'Flower Town-North Valley City' trade route.
The two caravans focused on different things.
One focused on the seafood business, providing gold coins for the Flower Town, while the other focused on the daily trade, providing the Flower Town with various daily necessities.
… …
He got up early.
He exercised and cultivated qi.
Liszt was not as diligent as when he was doing the archery mission. Leisure time always made people degenerate quietly, and aristocratic extravagance was wearing away at his fighting spirit.
"Dosen, release the magic!"
When he came back from walking the dog, he watched as the servants broke the Rock Thorns and began to pave the road. He sighed in his heart, "The life of fighting cocks and walking dogs is much more enjoyable."
This "Dosen Avenue" was 60 meters long, and it would probably be completed by the end of the year.
Eating well and training diligently, although Dosen was not yet an adult Flyingdust Dog, his body was already stronger than his mother's. His magic casting was fast and precise, and he executed Liszt's commands meticulously. It was already a very good combat helper and a loyal guard.
"Ga ji!"
"Ga ji!"
On the windowsill of the castle, ear-piercing screeches accompanied by a familiar melody welcomed Liszt's return. It was Blessedcurls singing at the top of its lungs. This Wind Peregrine Falcon's feathers were getting darker and darker, and its length was much longer than when it was still a fledgling. For this reason, Liszt tied a rope around its ankles.
He still hadn't figured out how to train Blessedcurls.
It was very likely that he would directly kill it and eat its meat, so as to avoid any trouble.
After tying up Dosen, Liszt went to the black nightshade field. The wild black nightshade planted last night was a bit rusty, and had yet to adapt well to the new soil environment. The black nightshade, which was very likely to give birth to a sprite worm, was even more sick than yesterday, and its aura was much weaker.
It was on the verge of withering.
He released Magic Eyes, carefully observed, and found that the black nightshade's bud was still faintly flickering with magic power: "I hope it doesn't die, or else all this effort would have been in vain."
Everything that could be done had been done, and the rest could only be left to fate.
There were still many wild black nightshades in the small town, which were transplanted one by one. After a whole day, nearly all of the wild black nightshades in the small town were transplanted into the black nightshade field, covering an area of one mu. The serfs constantly watered, fertilized, and weeded, striving to use the most meticulous care to keep the black nightshades alive.
"Sir, you really should go to the thorns worm stalk shrub and take a look. The thorns there have changed overnight, and they have already grown to half a person's height."
Blair gestured with his hand, indicating the craziness of the fast-growing thorns.
In just a few days, the thorns seedlings had immediately turned into thorns trees.
But he was also a bit puzzled: "But, Sir, I can't think of any use for them. They don't bear fruit, and they can't be used as wood. Perhaps we can plant thorns on both sides of the road in the Thorns Ridge. That way, wild beasts and even World of Warcraft should take a detour, not daring to casually trample on them. "
"There is indeed a use … Let's cultivate the shrub first." Liszt also could not think of any good use.
Soon after, he inspected the fragrant coconut worm stalk and the cultivation of the Flame Mushroom.
The fragrant coconut worm stalk was still growing, and there was not much movement.
The cultivation of the Flame Mushroom brought him a pleasant surprise.
"Your wisdom and insight are simply amazing. Sir, after your guidance, the shiitake settlement's serfs planted the shiitake and the Flame Mushroom together, and the Flame Mushroom successfully grew! I can't figure it out, but the Flame Mushroom really needs to grow together with shiitake. "
Said Gort excitedly, pointing at the Flame Mushroom, which had already begun to develop from mycelium to fruiting body.
His subordinate's exclamation gave Liszt a sense of accomplishment.
He just smiled faintly: "After finding the reason, the next step is to cultivate the Flame Mushroom on a large scale. Teacher Gort, the shiitake settlement must be expanded, as much as possible. If the ingredients for cultivating the Flame Mushroom are not enough, then have the caravan purchase them from outside."
He said in a heavy tone: "I need magic ingredients!"
"As you wish, I will squeeze every bit of the serfs' physical strength to cultivate an adequate amount of Flame Mushrooms. Wonderful red mushrooms, they will bring unimaginable wealth to the Flower Town! "
"Squeezing is a must, but the treatment cannot be lacking. Tell all the shiitake serfs that as long as they can cultivate enough Flame Mushrooms, then the accompanying shiitake will have their taxes reduced by half!"
"Heavens, that bunch of lowly serfs will go crazy with joy. You are truly the embodiment of benevolence."
"Of course I am a benevolent lord. However." Liszt's tone changed, "You also have to tell those serfs that if any of them are lazy or careless and damage the Flame Mushrooms, I will let them understand that aristocrats are not only generous and benevolent, but also hold a whip that can tear people apart."
Gort nodded: "Of course, it is necessary to let them understand this!"
People were not machines, they were all uniformly diligent. There were always some people who were gluttonous and lazy. After barely getting by, they would not want to do any more work.
Liszt did not like such commoners. His way of thinking was already that of a qualified aristocrat.
… …
Looking at the sir lord's departing figure, crooked-neck Bob was very disappointed.
"A Nalda's reward, heavens, it was actually obtained by that old bastard Nash! That old bachelor, how could he have cultivated the Flame Mushrooms before me! "He cursed angrily.
If it wasn't for Liszt, he wouldn't have had the guts to do so.
He was cursing at Nash. The reason was very simple. After the Flame Mushrooms were successfully cultivated, Liszt rewarded them according to their contributions. Nash was the first to research the appropriate ingredients.
Thereupon, Liszt rewarded Nash with a gold coin.
Everyone in the shiitake settlement was envious of Nash, especially Bob, who was determined to get the reward.
After cursing for a moment.
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