This chapter is "Little Ruizi's Kitchen".
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Liszt intends to place the worm grass in Shiitake Town. Originally, it was planned to build more than 10,000 acres of shiitake greenhouses. Now it is just the right place to plan new worm grass.
Unfortunately, there are only ten serfs for each kind of worm grass. It is not easy to teach other serfs to grow in a short period of time.
After all, the hydrology and climate of each island are different, and planting techniques need to be fine-tuned accordingly.
Within about a year, these five kinds of worm grass will not play a big role. However, Liszt can afford to wait. He is still young, only eighteen years old.
Over the next period of time, he supervised the fifty new serfs to build greenhouses for discarding cordyceps. However, after these serfs inspected the environment of Shiitake Town, twenty serfs shook their heads. Only serfs who could grow golden thread, monkey head mushrooms, and flattery felt that the environment of Shiitake Town was suitable.
The serf who planted the blue matsutake said, "My Lord, blue matsutake needs dark, decaying woodland to grow. Shiitake Town lacks trees, and it is difficult to grow blue matsutake."
The serf who planted the black truffles also said, "My Lord, black truffles need a lot of dead trees, preferably dead pine trees, and should not be too close to the sea, otherwise the quality will be very poor."
"Then you will inspect Black Horse Island, choose the right place for planting, and ask Consultant Gort for what you lack."
Liszt has always been strategically located, providing a direction, and leaving the rest to his subordinates to execute.
He deals with territorial affairs, nothing more than holding a meeting and arranging some old-fashioned decisions – "You have to pay great attention", "Gort, I leave it to you", "Execute as soon as possible", "This is a key industry of the territory, it cannot be ignored", "I will reward you if you do well".
To sum it up, it is just empty words.
Fortunately, although he likes to use empty words instead of decision-making, he never interferes with specific work. For example, if the planting of the worm grass is handed over to Gort, he will only ask about the progress and will not forcibly interfere with how to plant it.
But in recent times.
There are still many problems in the territory, and they are gradually haunting him.
Flower Town administrative officer Isaiah kept complaining, "My Lord, there is a serious shortage of serfs in Flower Town, and we can no longer transfer them to Black Horse Island."
"Have a cup of tea to calm down." Liszt motioned to the servant to brew him a cup of green tea, "There will be serfs. I have already asked Levis to help me look for a new batch of 3,000 serfs. In addition, when the development order is issued again this year, I will continue to collect 20,000 serfs and transport them back. "
Isaiah bargained: "In that case, Sir, you must distribute the 3,000 serfs to the Flower Town. The Flower Town can get a smaller share of the serfs at the end of the year."
"Rest assured, the serfs will not lack you. What you need to do now is to appease the people of the territory, make the serfs loyal to the territory, and prevent riots after the arrival of new serfs."
"Yes, Your Excellency. Isaiah will strictly control public opinion and public sentiment in the territory, increase publicity efforts, and make the serfs submit as soon as possible. It will never affect the integration of the new serfs!"
He had just appeased Isaiah.
Port Town's administrative officer, Blair, came to beg again, "We're short of manpower, my lord. The construction of the City Hall has been halted for a week. There are no workers! Adviser Gort has transferred a group of serfs to plant abandoned worm grass. If this goes on, there will be no one to maintain the town's operation! "
"Don't be impatient, Blair. Come, have a cup of tea to calm down." Liszt asked the servant to brew a cup of green tea for Blair.
Serving guests with green tea has become his specialty, guiding the fashion of drinking green tea little by little. After a while, Blair was also sent away with the same words as before.
Liszt finally had a moment of peace.
"I didn't expect that nearly 20,000 serfs would be transported back last year, and a small number of 5,000 serfs would be purchased in the middle, but it still can't keep up with the development needs of the territory." He himself was about to get angry. The serf trade with Levis had not stopped, and there was still a shortage of people.
During the development order, serfs were cheap and good, and he bought them in large quantities.
In peacetime, serfs were not only expensive, but also mostly old, weak, sick, and disabled, and he still bought them in small quantities.
Other people's territories did not have so many industries, and naturally did not need so many serfs, and they could develop step by step. In Liszt's territory, industries emerged almost one after another, and each industry required a large number of serfs to operate. Therefore, serfs were always in short supply, and there had never been an abundance.
"I hope to develop magic plants as soon as possible and reduce the dependence on serfs … The guilt of engaging in the serf trade for a long time is too great." He secretly sighed faintly.
Behind every ship of serfs was a wronged soul.
Self-comforting excuses such as "if I don't buy them, others will buy them", "it's better to live in my territory", and so on, were becoming increasingly unable to calm the uneasiness of his conscience.
He could quickly integrate into the aristocratic system and be corrupted by the luxurious aristocratic life, but the goodness in his heart was still faintly present. He wanted to convince himself that he was a transmigrator, and that the humans here were not compatriots at all, but just foreigners from a different world. But how could he be indifferent in the face of every living person?
He drank the green tea in the cup in one gulp.
He suddenly made a decision: "I can't stop developing the territory. The only thing I can do is probably to ensure the safety of the serf trade and the happiness of the serfs in the territory … Starting tomorrow, taxes will be reduced, and the basic wage of the territory will be raised from two copper coins a day to three copper coins a day."
This was the second time he had raised the wage standard. At the end of the year, he raised the wage standard from one copper coin to two copper coins.
"I have so many industries, and business can support the territory. There is no need to exploit the people."
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The dilemma of the shortage of people was difficult to solve, and bad news came one after another.
This time, the bad news was that A Qi was studying nature magic. After A Qi's systematic research in the Sun language, she could already read a lot of the Sun language. In the book "Druids Must Learn – Magic Bean Planting", there was a detailed introduction to magic beans, which she translated.
The general meaning was that it took ten years for a magic bean to grow into a tree. The output in the first ten years was very low, and it gradually increased in the last ten years. At its peak, about 40 years later, each tree could produce 50,000 catties of magic beans annually.
"A tree can produce 50,000 catties annually, it's really amazing."
Liszt was speechless: "But why does it take 10 years to bear fruit, and 20 years for the output to increase? Only after 40 years can it reach 50,000 catties annually? "
Forty years later, Liszt would be 58 years old, and according to his own estimation, he would probably have unified the continent.
At that time, there would be no need for magic beans.
Later, A Qi deciphered "Druids Must Learn – Transfiguration Tree Planting", which also recorded the growth cycle of transfiguration trees. It took a hundred years for a tree to grow to the point where it could be used to build the keel of a sky ship! Even a transfiguration tree with the thickness of a wrist would take 20 years to grow.
"Twenty years, the thickness of a wrist, barely enough to build a carriage … Do I need such a transfiguration tree?" Liszt was completely defeated by this news.
In an instant, he lost interest in all the magic plants.
However, he still spent ten minutes to recover his state of mind, and then left the matter of nature magic and magic plants to A Qi. After A Qi's research results, he would give it to Kris to implement — ten years to mature, a hundred years to become useful, such a good thing should be left for future generations.
The disheartened Liszt received good news a few days later.
Kris and Glanny, the two mages, worked together and finally thoroughly studied the golden pearls produced by the Golden-Lip Clam. And using the golden pearls, they created a magic equipment that could "cool down" — the Golden-Lip Clam was a water element sea monster, and its pearls were also water element, but they could produce ice element effects.
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