November 5th.
It was a cloudy day with a bit of a chill after autumn.
Flower Town's autumn harvest has been completed. This year, with the improvement of sprite worms, the wheat harvest was quite abundant, 50% more than in previous years. The farmers in the wheat settlement had bright smiles on their faces. Taxes were reduced, harvests were increased, and there was a lot of food in store. There was no need to worry about starvation this winter.
The farmers who planted oats and naked wheat were also very happy. They used manure, pond mud, plant ash, and other fertilizers, and the output was also increased by 10% or 20% than in previous years.
Today, the town's serfs were still working, but they all had happy smiles on their faces. Today was the celebration of the great Sir Lord's victory over the thorn sprite. Everyone supported and loved the bloodline of the Tulip family, because under his leadership, Flower Town had beautiful expectations for the first time.
Moreover, there was also a festival benefit of a copper coin.
"Praise the Sir Lord, praise the thorn sprite, Flower Town will be better tomorrow!"
"With the thorn sprite, Sir Lord will win more glory, and the glory of the Knight will bless Flower Town! My nephew Philip, who is already a retainer Knight of Sir Lord, will follow Sir Lord and get a lot of glory! "
"Will Philip become an Earth Knight?"
"Definitely."
"That's not necessarily true. He is just a serf, and the Earth Knight is an extravagant hope for him."
"Bob, you are jealous, your son was eliminated, you are jealous of Philip! Philip and Xavier have won the favor of Sir Lord, and their future is bright! "
Quarreling proved that the serfs were not busy enough, and there was room for further exploitation.
At this time, the servants in the castle were too busy to talk.
Butler Carter's forehead was sweating, and he wiped it over and over again with a handkerchief. After successfully holding the sea festival banquet, he was a butler who had seen big scenes, but he was still nervous.
Today, there was no count bringing food from Tulip Castle.
The ingredients for the banquet had to be prepared by the castle itself. For this reason, he had been purchasing ingredients two days ago, buying all the ingredients available in the North Valley City. Liszt was never stingy with the castle's expenses. Carter had the confidence to rely on the castle's financial resources to hold the banquet.
"Mrs. Abby, make a wok for Lucas as soon as possible. He needs a wok for two dishes."
"Tom, leave the task of fetching water to Jim. Now, bring Parker and John to mow the lawn at the castle gate. The guests will be arriving soon."
"Mrs. Morrison, I need your help. The layout of the restaurant is not up to standard. Master doesn't want us to use the Black Tulip logo, so the curtains have to be replaced with the red Tulip logo brought from Tulip Castle … We and Tulip Castle are the same family. "
"Jesse, Jesse, where are you? I need you to go out and tell Renard from the bakery about the quantity and style of bread today. Here is the list I wrote. Give it to him. "
"There will be a lot of guests coming today. Their horses will stop around here. Barton, you must make sure you take good care of them."
The busy servants of the castle did not affect the owner of the castle, Baron Liszt.
He got up as usual and went to walk his dog.
Blessedcurls had already flown away. His only pet was Dosen. He took a walking stick made of fast-growing iron thorns and strolled along Dosen Avenue.
The tip of the walking stick pointed at both sides of Dosen Avenue, which was about to be completed. "Dosen, Rockthorns."
Puchi.
A thick Rockthorn broke through the ground.
The walking stick pointed to the other side, and another Rockthorn appeared.
He kept pointing, and Dosen kept releasing Rockthorns, almost instantaneously, without the slightest pause. Soon, on both sides of Dosen Avenue, there were two rows of Rockthorns, like trees on the side of the road, one next to the other, looking very beautiful.
The important thing was that after the celebration, the workers would break the Rockthorns and pave the road.
"Good morning, my Lord!" Gort was dressed in a festive outfit with a laffer (pleated collar) around his neck, making him look like a jar from the head down.
"Good morning, Adviser Gort."
"Your Dosen seems to have grown a little."
"It has not reached adulthood yet, and it seems that it will continue to grow." Liszt patted Dosen on the shoulder. He was getting more and more satisfied with the Flyingdust Dog.
It was not easy for him to touch Dosen's head.
Liszt's own height, measured with a tape measure commonly used on the continent, was 1.85 meters.
Dosen's length from head to tail was 4.26 meters; the shoulder height of its forelimbs was 1.41 meters, and the height of its hind limbs was 1.25 meters. In its natural state, its head was 1.97 meters.
Compared with the ordinary tigers on Coral Island, Dosen was clearly three times bigger.
Ordinary humans weighed about 130 kilograms, while Coral Island's tigers weighed about 500 kilograms. Dosen's weight had reached 1,300 kilograms.
In terms of canines, Tremblingwoods was worthy of being called a giant.
"It will continue to grow. Heavens, will it become Coral Island's largest World of Warcraft?" Gort's tone was pompous and he seemed very surprised.
In fact, he was just playing along with Liszt and showing off Dosen.
Although he knew that the other party was flattering him, Liszt was still willing to be fooled: "Perhaps it is unlikely to become the largest World of Warcraft. After all, the Thundertusk Boar's weight is several times that of Dosen. However, compared to the only Purple Sand Crocodile, Dosen should have a fifty-fifty chance of fighting it. "
The Purple Sand Crocodile had thick skin and a wealth of magical means. Dosen could only use Rockthorns, but he was agile.
Of course, they were all intermediate World of Warcraft. Without a real comparison, no one could guarantee which one was stronger. The right timing, the right place, and the right people would affect the outcome of the battle. The Purple Sand Crocodile was just a stupid World of Warcraft, while Dosen had Flower Town as his backing.
Gort exclaimed: "To be able to fight the Purple Sand Crocodile is already a remarkable achievement. Sir Count was unable to kill the Purple Sand Crocodile. Of course, Sir Count does not attach much importance to the Purple Sand Crocodile, but it is enough to show the horror of intermediate World of Warcraft. Dosen will be Flower Town's strongest guardian! "
"His appetite is quite big." Liszt complained with a smile.
In the past, Dosen's one meal was equivalent to his seven meals. Now, Dosen's one meal was equivalent to his seven days of meals. The key was that Dosen was very picky about food. He refused to eat ordinary meals. He had to eat chicken, fish, and eggs. Occasionally, he would eat tomatoes and wild fruits to supplement his vitamins.
If it were a countryside aristocrat.
They simply could not afford to raise Dosen.
Even Liszt was a little regretful: "I shouldn't have cut down the Thorns Ridge's forest. I should have used it as Dosen's canteen to preserve the beasts and World of Warcraft."
This was just a happy annoyance.
After a while, Isaiah, Blair, Markus, and the others arrived at the castle one after another. Everyone had changed into festive costumes. Frac Abié.
Even the two Wizards had changed into tuxedos and rushed to the celebration.
Liszt took a bath and changed into his own frac Abié.
Aristocratic costumes were very cumbersome. Under Thomas's service, it took him a quarter of an hour to put on the clothes neatly. He felt his body was a little tight. Fortunately, the weather had turned cold and he did not feel stuffy.
"Master, frac Abié was naturally designed for aristocrats like you. It sets off your nobility and extraordinariness." Thomas praised sincerely.
This was indeed the case.
When the nobles of North Valley City arrived one by one, Liszt stood in the middle of the crowd of nobles. They were all frac Abier. No matter how one looked at it, Liszt had the effect of being the focus of attention.
He had a handsome appearance, a tall and straight figure, a noble temperament, and a faint and gentle smile.
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