landbeastnovel Chapter 52 I'm Going to Get Drunk
Chapter 52 I'm Going to Get Drunk
Richard was worried that Brad would make a similar request, so he quickly handed him the Farming Guidebook.
"Lord Viscount."
If you still have any doubts, you can take a look at the contents first.
Noticing that Lucy was not in a good state, Brad straightened his face, stood up solemnly, and took the booklet with both hands.
He carefully opened the book, his eyes quickly scanning the words on it. The more he read, the more excited he became, his expression changing rapidly like a revolving lantern.
From initial careful examination, to shock and astonishment, and finally to uncontrollable elation.
As a lord.
Brad not only has a deep understanding of farming knowledge, but also has a discerning eye for quality.
Even without testing it, he could sense that the description above was very likely true!
Just like.
When serfs were cultivating farmland, they would spread wheat straw on the ground and burn it to increase soil fertility.
This booklet also introduces methods for improving fertility.
The document details a technique called composting: how to mix straw, manure, various silt or fallen leaves, how to control the fermentation temperature, how to determine the degree of composting, and what the final effect will be, etc.
Each step of the operation is clear and concise, every precaution is detailed, and even color pictures are provided for reference.
It was a masterpiece textbook, even more amazing than the magic books he had read before.
He quickly browsed ten pages and immediately felt enlightened, as if a door to a new world had been opened!
He forcibly suppressed the urge to continue reading, reluctantly closed the cover, his fingers trembling slightly.
The fact that the other party allowed him to read it in advance was already a great show of sincerity. If he were to take advantage of this and read it all, he would lose his frost-like upbringing.
"Perfect!"
"Absolutely perfect!"
He took a few steps forward, patted Richard on the shoulder, and said excitedly.
"Richard, you're a genius!"
"No wonder you dared to say you could definitely establish yourself in Chiffon Wasteland; the value of this technique is definitely more than ten thousand gold coins!"
"Thank you so much for selling it to Frostfire, I agree to the deal!"
Done.
Before Richard could respond, he turned and shouted towards the hall entrance:
"housekeeper!"
"Go to the treasury and fetch one thousand gold coins immediately, and send them over quickly!"
The steward outside responded and hurried off, clearly sensing the lord's urgency.
It's finally decided!
Richard also breathed a silent sigh of relief and bowed to the Viscount.
How could someone who mods games so much possibly follow the rules and slowly build their business? They'd rather use a shady, unorthodox method to make quick money.
"Your Excellency is too kind. Neighboring nations should naturally support each other."
Brad laughed heartily, pulled Richard's arm and sat back down at the table. The two raised their glasses at the same time and drank together!
In a daze.
Time seemed to rewind to the moment Richard told the joke, the candlelight flickering, the aroma of wine filling the air.
The only difference is...
The girl glared at Richard.
...
Brad downed his drink in one gulp, let out a long sigh, and looked down at the booklet in his other hand, his voice filled with barely concealed excitement.
"With this farming technique, the grain yield of Frost Territory will surely increase greatly, and even the life-sustaining food will be produced in much greater quantities."
"In just a few more years, I will be able to train more extraordinary soldiers, and maybe even expand the Frost Knights."
When Lucy heard her father's plans for the family's future, the awkwardness on her face finally dissipated a little.
"Father."
"Since Baron Richard says we have a share of the profits from the sale of the technology, should I make a trip to the Southern Territory tomorrow?"
"The lords of those wealthy territories are rolling in money and certainly won't be stingy with a few thousand gold coins. We can take this opportunity to make a fortune."
As soon as Lucy finished speaking, Richard immediately spoke up to dissuade her, his tone resolute.
"no."
Upon hearing this, Brad looked at Richard with a hint of confusion.
"Why not?"
"The Southern Territory Lord can certainly afford the high price of 10,000 gold coins, and my Frost Territory is not short of time. We can accompany them to slowly inspect the effects of the improved farmland."
Richard shook his head.
"Viscount, don't forget, I have already taught this technique to my brother, and now most of the Wolf Territory has begun to transform its farmland."
"Although it's impossible to transform millions of acres of land all at once, the commotion will definitely be significant. The lords of the North aren't stupid; they'll certainly notice the unusual movements of the Wolves."
"If they send people to scout around the farmland in Benlang Territory, this technology could easily be leaked."
"So you don't have much time left, you must sell the technology as soon as possible, sell it to as many companies as you can."
"There's no guarantee that some lords who have purchased the technology won't secretly share and sell it among themselves."
"Perhaps it won't be long before this technology spreads throughout the entire empire. At that time, let alone 10,000 gold coins, I'm afraid we won't be able to sell even a single gold coin."
As a major territory in the North, any large-scale disturbances in the Wolf's Lair would certainly attract the attention of other lords, that much is true.
But it wasn't as far-fetched as he made it out to be. After all, farmland is one of the most important sources of income for a territory, and under such uncertain circumstances, who would dare to mess around recklessly?
At most, a small portion of the experimental fields will be used for testing, and large-scale transformation will only be carried out after the results are seen.
But Richard couldn't wait; he needed Brad to quickly monetize this technology for him.
immediately.
immediately.
...
Brad nodded in deep agreement.
"You're right. The worst thing about technology is leakage. Tomorrow I'll personally go to Snow Deer and Snow Fox."
"These two families have always had a good relationship with Frostfollicle, so I can persuade them to buy directly. Then I'll head south to visit the lords who are on good terms with Frostfollicle."
Speaking of which...
Brad watched Richard with great interest.
"By the way, weren't you driven out of your home by the wolves? How did you manage to pass on such precious technology to your brother?"
Richard simply smiled faintly and didn't offer much explanation. If he didn't leave a copy for his elder brother, then the one he had would become the only copy available.
To single-handedly infiltrate someone else's territory with a rare book?
Even if you're looking to die, you shouldn't be this brain-dead.
but...
This generation of wolf cubs is indeed quite strange. The reason for this is that the eldest brother is quite different from all the previous heirs.
He would show special care and love for all his younger siblings, and Richard did not want to sever this precious family bond.
Anyway, this technology will definitely spread all over the world in the future, and whether Benlang gets it sooner or later, he will eventually get it.
That being the case.
It would be better to teach it to the eldest brother early on, so that Benlang can be ahead of everyone else.
Just like the language of the Wolf Tribe:
Death will catch up with even the slowest wolf.
...
Just then, a series of steady footsteps came from the entrance of the hall.
The butler, accompanied by two servants, entered carrying two heavy oak chests.
The lid of the box was opened.
The gold coins were neatly arranged inside, their golden light illuminating the entire hall.
"Richard, here are a thousand gold coins. Please count them."
Richard glanced casually at the box and laughed nonchalantly:
"I naturally trust the Viscount's reputation, so there's no need for an inventory."
As he spoke, he stood up and bowed slightly to Frost and his daughter once more.
"Lord Viscount."
"Miss Lucy."
"Thank you very much for your hospitality, Frost. However, it is getting late, and I need to rush back to Chiffon early tomorrow morning to take charge of the overall situation. Please allow me to go back to my room to rest first."
Brad was also thinking about the remaining contents of the booklet and couldn't wait to go back to his study to study it.
He readily agreed to Richard's request.
But when his gaze inadvertently drifted to his daughter beside him, a meaningful smile suddenly appeared on his face.
"Lucy."
"I'm a little drunk tonight, could you take Richard home for me?"