Read Novel Full Chapter 964 - 287: Want Them to Live? (10,000 Words)
Chapter 964 - 287: Want Them to Live? (10,000 Words)
No need for Lynn to give instructions.
Janet, curled up in his embrace, her face was flushed.
She climbed onto Lynn’s body using both hands and feet.
Looking at Lynn’s unrestrained eyes staring at her body.
Janet’s body sank, her face approaching Lynn’s.
Their faces tightly pressed together.
Feeling the comfortable softness of Janet lying on him.
Looking at Janet’s closed eyes, her eyelashes gently trembling.
Lynn no longer held back.
He opened his arms, wrapping them around Janet’s slender waist.
Left hand moving up, right hand moving down, starting to roam.
It didn’t take long.
Janet’s body underwent a change.
Janet slowly opened her eyes, gently separating her face from Lynn’s.
Meanwhile, her body, lying on Lynn, slowly sat upright.
In the next instant.
Janet’s eyes opened wide.
An hour later.
With Janet’s blushing face serving him, Lynn donned a thin silk robe.
Lynn walked out of the bedroom and into the reception hall.
After eating the breakfast prepared by Kuisi, he left the castle with Red.
Walking down the flat, clean red brick road, through the red brick houses.
Amidst the respectful gazes of the townsmen, Lynn arrived at Lord’s Square.
The far eastern horizon was already radiating light and heat.
Driving away the darkness, illuminating the whole world.
Lynn’s gaze swept over everything around him.
In the square’s open space.
A few farmers were still sun drying and winnowing the barley.
The winter barley he planted last year yielded nine million nine hundred thousand pounds.
Now the sun-drying and winnowing barley and wheat all come from Morgan Town.
Morgan Town’s labor is limited.
Rather than having the hired free people sun-dry and process the crops after harvesting.
It’s better to transport the harvested crops back to the estate.
Deploying a few hundred farmers from the estate can easily handle the sun-drying and processing work.
More important than sun-drying and processing.
Is to quickly harvest all the crops in Morgan Town!
Because no one knows when the war will break out.
Only by storing enough food can his estate continue to develop swiftly.
After observing for a while.
Finding everything proceeding in an orderly fashion, Lynn felt slightly relieved.
Perhaps because his estate is indeed quite remote.
Even though the Karedi Empire has already waged the war for imperial authority.
Marquises, dukes, even princes have declared war on each other.
But until now.
The flames of war have yet to spread to Morgan Town, to his estate.
This, of course, is a good thing for him.
As long as war doesn’t occur, he has more time to arrange the development of his estate.
Engage in agricultural production, artisan production, recruit and train soldiers, improve technology.
To increase the overall strength of the estate.
His estate needs more time!
Retracting his gaze, Lynn strode towards the mess hall not far away.
He had already completed the production and construction plan for the estate.
And it was delegated to every foreman in each industry and workshop.
In agricultural production, Wilbur led about five thousand farmers to cultivate and plant peas and black rye grass.
The peas produced can add to the residents’ diets or be used for making concentrated feed for livestock and food for poultry.
Planting peas in the cultivated land can also fix nitrogen, improve soil fertility, and enhance soil structure.
Black rye grass has similar benefits.
With the Simeon family of horse trainers brought by Alan.
Efforts in breeding and reproducing warhorses must be intensified.
Whether in terms of manpower or resources.
Even if it takes a long cycle to breed a warhorse, it must be done.
Because.
Until more advanced machinery is produced.
Warhorses remain the most effective means of transportation and combat tools.
Now what needs to be done is.
While he continuously gains experience, he waits for the estate’s production to be completed.
Entering the mess hall, arriving at the kitchen.
Hands tightly gripping two bone-cutting knives, slicing them down on the nearly half-meter thick cutting board one after another.
Thud~ Thud~ Thud~
The deep chopping sound echoed continuously in the kitchen.
[Cooking Experience +1]
[Cooking Experience +1]
[Cooking Experience +1]
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As the experience increased bit by bit, time flew by quickly.
After dining with Red on the lunch he cooked.
Lynn walked out of the mess hall.
Heading to a bench in the shade not far away, Lynn sat down heavily.
Red, who followed beside him, brought over a water jug, handed it to Lynn, and prompted:
"Master."
Upon hearing, Lynn turned his head to glance.
Seeing the water jug in Red’s hand, he took it without hesitation and gulped a few mouthfuls.
The cool and pleasant sensation spread through his body.
It was already early August, the hottest time in the Karedi Empire.
The scorching sun baked the earth.
Even the air seemed ignited, constantly wavering.
The Lord’s Square, paved with lime mortar, had cracked like a spiderweb due to extreme drought.
Above the bench where he sat.
The leaves of the several-meter-high tree bore slight curling marks under the sun’s exposure.