System: Build My Own Territory-Chapter 693 - 241: Iron Butcher Heavy Armor Horse Armor (10,000) _6
"Seeing those wild wolves’ demeanor, I feel like they’re treating White Spirit Night as their leader?"
Lynn nodded.
He had seen the same scene before.
After talking with Guy for a while, Lynn dismissed him to continue busying himself with the ranch affairs.
As for the "Mutated Wild Boar Farm" beneath his feet, it’s still just a simple breeding farm right now.
The supporting training facilities are being constructed by builders and peasants under Jode’s leadership.
However.
Lynn is not in a hurry.
Whether it’s training warhorses or empowering the breeding of forest pigs, both require a cycle.
Moreover.
He’s still lacking trainers with experience in training warhorses!
Everything can only progress slowly.
Standing outside the farm, he looked far into the distance at Jode, who was building fences.
Only then did Lynn withdraw his gaze and walk out of the farm, heading towards the town. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
After walking a short distance along the lime road, Lynn stopped at the roadside.
He stooped down and looked at the patches of barley in the field.
It was already late May, with three days to go until June.
Compared to spring barley, the winter barley, planted for a longer time, had already completed its basic growth.
Because Gavin and Wilbur led the farmers in watering and fertilization.
The stalks were sturdy, standing at least ninety centimeters tall.
Each barley plant bore lush leaves.
Some stalks had grains that emerged from the previously hidden flag leaves.
Now, the spikes were fully visible.
The spikes were flat, measuring about ten centimeters long, and bore many small flowers.
Lynn carefully counted the flowers; each spikelet had five or six small flowers.
Come early June, barley would transition from the booting stage to the flowering and pollination stage.
The flowers on the spikes gradually opened, revealing anthers and stigmas.
Pollen would be spread via wind or insects to complete the pollination process.
After that, through the filling stage in late June and the maturity stage in mid-July.
The one hundred thousand mu (Chinese acre) of barley fields would be ready for harvest!
He had roughly estimated before.
Even if the soil fertility was limited, with a yield of only one hundred eighty catties per mu.
This hundred thousand mu could still yield at least eighteen million catties of barley!
Thinking of this.
Lynn felt inexplicably expectant.
Only with sufficient food could he boldly recruit more people!
Otherwise.
Like previously recruiting over six thousand peasants from the Three Great Estates, along with numerous poultry and livestock.
If it weren’t for Boer and Grayson, among other merchants, constantly transporting food to his territory.
Relying on the limited amount of food stored in the castle’s warehouse.
Surely couldn’t sustain the daily consumption of the territory’s over fifteen thousand people until the barley in the fields matured and was harvested.
Fifteen thousand people, along with poultry and livestock, and warhorses needing fine feed!
Even at the least, averaging three catties per person.
Would require forty-five thousand catties of food every day!
For a territory wholly reliant on merchants to trade and transport food, this is a massive consumption.
A slight miscalculation.
Resulting in a food shortage, one or two days might pass unnoticed.
But beyond three days, chaos would surely erupt in the territory.
Driven by instinctual needs, the townsmen would start raiding all edible resources in the territory.
Until that point.
Pledges, territorial laws, loyalty...
All would vanish like smoke!
For the townsmen, a lord who can’t solve even their basic needs.
How could they persist at their workstations?
For surely, food is the utmost priority!
Therefore.
He didn’t hesitate to trade fine salt, glazed glass, and alcohol with the merchants.
At twice below market price.
The open-pit salt mine, under current extraction methods, could last for decades or even hundreds of years.
As long as his territory maintains stable development, he can continuously assign townsmen for extraction!
Glazed glass and alcohol, need not speak further.
With technology, he could persistently keep both workshops producing.
The raw material for glazed glass is essentially sand!
The Aladia River is never short of it.
Gin, beer’s primary raw material is merely barley.
For these two commodities, even describing them as inexhaustible is apt.
With temporarily inexhaustible economic goods from the territory in exchange for scarce food.
Even at the lowest trading prices.
He still believes it’s an incredibly good trade!
Pressing down his thoughts, Lynn continued observing the crops and walked to the cotton fields enclosed by tree branches.
Lynn bent to inspect.
From sowing the cotton seeds to now, two months had passed.
Seedlings had sprouted from the ground, with green cotyledons spreading out for photosynthesis.
Providing energy and nutrients for the seedlings’ growth.
Some healthier cotton seedlings had already produced three or four true leaves.
With the assistance of true leaves, the growth rate of seedlings would quicken.
From May’s seedling stage, to July’s budding stage, then to August’s boll-setting stage.
Finally, the bracing stage in October.
Cotton bolls mature, shells crack open, revealing white cotton inside, ready for harvest!
Fortunately, upon acquiring cotton seeds, he promptly planted them.
Otherwise, even with the "Special Seed Store," and spending energy stones for cotton seeds.
He couldn’t plant at present!
Farming requires timeliness.
Otherwise.
Sayings like ’Man misses the land for a moment, land misses the man for a year’ and ’Do not violate the farming season’ wouldn’t exist.
After checking the cotton, Lynn walked over to the fenced potato fields.
Like the cotton, the potatoes grew splendidly.
They remained in the seedling stage.
Each seedling had three to five pinnate leaves, vibrant green.
Surface covered in fine hairs.
Though the roots breaking through the soil were slender, they were remarkably tough, delving deep into the ground.
The spread leaves intensely photosynthesize, providing nutrients for the plant.
Lynn scanned the field.
Whether in the potato or cotton fields, he saw no weeds.
Clearly.
Gavin and Wilbur led the farmers to care well for these fields.
As Lynn gazed.
Footsteps of someone running sounded from afar.
Lynn turned to see Gavin, panting heavily.
