System: Build My Own Territory

Chapter 887: Chapter 274: Summer Harvest Begins (10,000)

Lynn’s eyebrows involuntarily raised.

The worry in his heart was slightly alleviated.

His territory no longer needed to be like before.

He no longer had to transfer half of the labor force from other industries for planting.

This not only affected the production efficiency of other industries but also slowed down the planting due to the townsmen’s lack of skill.

Now, things were different.

He currently had enough labor force.

He could completely designate the townsmen harvesting as fixed farmers!

Whether it was future planting or harvesting grain, these eight thousand farmers could handle it.

Lynn’s gaze shifted to the tools in the hands of the farmers.

The majority of the farmers still held traditional sharp scythes for harvesting.

The efficiency of harvesting was naturally not comparable to the Serrated Scythes produced by the blacksmith workshop.

This was because the efficiency of producing Serrated Scythes in the blacksmith workshop was limited.

They could only produce four hundred a day.

Three days had passed.

The blacksmith workshop had only made twelve hundred.

It was far from enough to arm the farmers responsible for harvesting barley.

However, he was not overly anxious.

The apprentices at the blacksmith workshop were making Serrated Scythes only to speed up the farmers’ barley harvesting.

As long as the barley was safely harvested and stored by July, he would be satisfied.

After a short while.

Wilbur, with rolled-up sleeves and pant legs, arrived before Lynn, slightly out of breath.

He respectfully said, "Master, did the guard say you were looking for me?"

Seeing Wilbur, with sweat on his cheeks and dirt and grass clinging to his clothes.

Lynn responded and asked, "Were you harvesting with the farmers?"

Wilbur didn’t hesitate at all, "Yes, Master."

"Their harvesting speed can’t even match mine!"

Hearing the joy in Wilbur’s words.

Lynn nodded slightly and said, "Wilbur, as you know, Gavin is soon to be transferred to Morgan Town."

Wilbur didn’t hesitate, "I know, Master."

Lynn continued, "Currently, you are the foreman of five thousand farmers."

"Perhaps, in your position, working with the farmers makes it easier to bond with them."

"But as a lord, I hope you can establish your identity as the farmers’ foreman!"

"You are managing five thousand farmers!"

"No matter how hard you work, can you surpass five thousand farmers?"

Wilbur thought for a moment and shook his head.

Lynn said, "Then why did I appoint you as their foreman?"

Without needing Wilbur’s response, he explained directly.

"This is because you and Gavin are the most familiar with the cultivation and planting techniques I taught!"

"Morgan Town has a large tract of farmland, requiring Gavin to lead the Free People in the harvest."

"And the fields within the territory can only be entrusted to you."

"All you need to do is exert your influence as a foreman and manage proficiently; that is enough!"

"Your tasks include managing captains in various labor batches, issuing orders, and urging progress."

"Then, let each captain convey your directions to every batch of townsmen, accelerating their harvesting efficiency!"

"This is the management skill a manager should possess!"

Wilbur’s eyes widened.

He remained speechless, his mind continuously processing and reflecting on Master Lynn’s words.

Seeing this, Lynn said, "Think carefully about it."

"By the way, it’s too hot right now."

"Remember to assign personnel to fetch peppermint water from the kitchen to replenish them and cool them down."

With these words,

Lynn strode toward a vast barley field ahead.

Rolling up his sleeves and pant legs, he stepped in directly.

To the farmers’ astonishment, he took a Serrated Scythe from one of them and joined the barley harvest.

Lynn bent over slightly, leaning forward, gripping a bundle of barley stems with his left hand while extending the Serrated Scythe in his right hand toward the barley stems close to the ground.

With a pull of his right hand, the sharp serrations of the Scythe swiftly severed the barley stems.

Compared to traditional sickles, the Serrated Scythe indeed saved more effort!

Lynn turned his body, placing the bundle of barley he held behind him.

[Collection Experience +1]

Instantly,

A text panel appeared in front of him.

After hiding the panel, Lynn moved forward a small step, repeating the bending, cutting, and piling actions.

Continuing to harvest the next bundle of barley...

Both the previous planting of barley and the current harvesting were repetitive tasks for farmers.

But upon further thought,

All work is like this.

As a lord, if he wasn’t gaining experience, he was organizing townsmen for labor.

Or engaging in repeated trade activities with merchants visiting the territory.

After work ends, returning to the castle, enjoying the dinner Kuisi prepared.

In the private chamber, indulging in a comfortable soak and massage, he could then fall asleep holding the soft-bodied Janet.

Thus, a day’s time passed.

Though each day seemed monotonously repetitive.

Yet his territory’s development was progressing rapidly.

The cultivation and harvesting in the fields.

The accumulation in workshops: handmade goods, armor, weapons, crossbow machinery, and more continued to grow.