The farmer shouted a trumpet and directed the old cow to pull the plow and walk slowly through the fields, leaving behind the land where deep ravines were opened.

"It's incredible!" Knight Charles Os, the eldest son of the late Knight Devoll Os, his heir, stared at the scene in a daze, admiring again and again, and finally said to the thin man beside him who was wearing thick clothes even in the warm weather, "Mr. Crick, you are the wisest person I have ever seen!"

Crick Keane smiled, coughed twice, and then said lightly: "This is nothing. It is the lord's duty to let the farmers gain more and let the people live a better life."

After the battle a few months ago, he fell ill when he returned to his hometown. After examination, it turned out that it was because he had been involved in the battle at the level of the Holy Spirit and the God Envoy, and was cursed by divine power.

This level of curse is difficult to expel. Either a large-scale magic ceremony is held or a few masters at the level of the priest of the great church. No matter which one is beyond the ability of Baron Keane, he can only be so sick and delay slowly.

Fortunately, the head of the Void Mask Church in Keen City happened to be a pastor who mastered "life" and "treats" these two fields. With his help, Crick's condition was at least stable. Although his body was a little weak, it would at least not continue to worsen.

Crick felt that this was enough. After experiencing that earth-shaking battle, he was lucky enough to be able to talk and laugh all the time. He pursued more... he was a little greedy.

He witnessed the death of a true god and the death of countless divine envoys with his own eyes. As for the deaths of mortals, there are so many that there are countless. It is said that even the city guards in the Eagle Kingdom are seriously insufficient. In contrast, he was just a little sick, his body was slightly weak, and he coughed twice from time to time and had a low fever. What is it?

Because after all, he rarely appears in front of others, and his external statement is also "bed in bed". Baron Keane's title has long been handed over to his sister Anna. At present, he is like the mastermind behind the story, hiding behind the scenes, promoting the development of Baron Keane's rank.

Anna was naturally very happy that her brother was able to come back alive. Although one out of ten of the army that could actually come back alive and die in the battle, even the Knights of Devour died on the battlefield, as long as her brother could come back, she wouldn't care about anything else.

These days when my brother was away, the little girl who barely supported the family business was really exhausted. She never thought it was so hard to be a baron, and she never thought that there were so many things to deal with. Even with the reference of the "Baron Concise Manual" left by her brother, even with the help of the housekeeper Leiden, she felt dizzy and often fell on the bed after finishing her work, and slept unpretentiously until the next morning.

If Crick couldn't come back, maybe the little girl would grow up in the face of difficulties and eventually grow into a strong woman. But since the big tree that can keep the wind and rain back has returned, she will naturally become a deer sleeping peacefully under the tree, just leave everything to her brother.

Crick could only smile helplessly.

It is certainly a good thing that her sister is not as greedy for power as in some bloody stories. But she is also the heir to the aristocratic family after all! What if something happens to her own accident, what should the Keen family do?

Although he is not really Crick Keane, since he inherited the identity and legacy of the young baron, he has the obligation to carry the burden of the Keane family. In his work plan, there is naturally the principle of training Anna Keane to become a qualified heir.

...In the end, he crossed out this one.

Rotten wood cannot be carved.

Instead of relying on this sister who is just ten years old after the Chinese New Year, it is better to get married and have children quickly and seize the time to educate their children!

With this consideration, Creek held the wedding in a low-key manner, and the former maid Amy Wei, the girl who had no outstanding talents except for a hundred loyalties, became the former Baroness Keane.

Of course, Emmy Wei was very happy. Whether she could become a bauble was not important at all in her opinion. What was important was that Master Crick liked her!

For a loyal diehard who is simply brainwashed, there is nothing happier than this!

There are people worthy of loyalty, and they are loyal to the person they love, and they are also the person who loves them. The three happinesses are combined together, which is really like a dream-like happy time!

Well, although after hearing her sigh, Crick took the time to check in secret to see if there was any need to find the Bai Xueji who was beaten to death in his territory, it turned out that he was too worried.

With his current state of "bedding in bed", it is unlikely that he will encounter any mistress. With Amy Wei's average intelligence of only a normal person, it is difficult to be a qualified Bichi. The expansion pack "White Album: Keen Family Storm" will never be staged.

What Crick really cares about at present is not to beware of the girl who might come out and shout "Why are you so skillful?", but to continue the agricultural reform that was interrupted because of her own going to war.

Traditional farmers do not have the habit of farming. They sprinkle seeds into the soil in spring, and then water a little water when the soil is dry, or pull out a little when there are too many weeds. There is basically nothing else to do, so they can concentrate on herding sheep or doing something else.

In Crick's opinion, this approach is simply a tragedy!

Even if he is just an artistic student who is not diligent in four bodies and does not distinguish between grains, he knows that this kind of farming method is absolutely not good!

So he started the experiment again, this time it was a farmland experiment.

"Dig a ditches in the farmland, then arrange the seeds one by one in the ditches, cover them with a little soil, and finally water them for them to sprout?" After listening to his plan, Master Damwade, who helped him conduct research, frowned and said, "Isn't this too troublesome?"

"It's not a big trouble, either." Crick said with a smile. "This method, combined with the fertilizer I add to the fields in autumn, should greatly increase the harvest."

"But... you talk about this 'clough' is too much work," said Mage Damwade. "No few farmers can do this before the end of the sowing time."

Crick was stunned for a moment, recalled carefully, and finally remembered that it seemed that he should have plowed the land.

But, how to do plow?

He really doesn't understand this.

He told Master Damwade about his idea of ​​"plow", and the wise magician was also clueless, so he gathered the senior officials and professional talents in the territory and held a special discussion meeting.

At the discussion meeting, Nicholas and Thomas proposed two different design plans. Nicholas' design is more complex and exquisite, and it looks very high-end at first glance; Thomas' design is in a rustic style, but it seems that it can be made up for it.

After using magic to create the "plow" designed by two people on the spot, even Thomas had to admit that Nicholas designed something better than he designed. But considering the issue of production efficiency, Thomas's design ultimately took the upper hand.

...There is no way, the time and magic required for Nikola's design are nearly five times that of Thomas. What's worse is that even Thomas, the most powerful spellcaster in the entire territory, and Nikola himself, who designed it, could not make it. The only one who could make this thing was Master Damwade, who possessed the three abilities of scholars, alchemists and wizards.

In contrast, Thomas's design can be completed by only an ordinary intermediate mage, and more than twenty pairs were completed on the same day. On the fourth day, all the farmers in the territory received the "plow" and started to "plow the fields" with either manpower or animal power.

That happened a week ago. Now the farmland in the entire territory has basically been plowed, and many places have even completed sowing and watering, just waiting for the seeds to sprout.

What Crick and Shire are watching at this moment are almost the last field that has not been plowed yet. The owner of this field is a soldier who died in the battlefield. At this moment, the farmer and cattle who plowed the fields are all assisted by the territory. This assistance will continue until his children grow up and can support the entire family.

"You are such a generous, kind and humane lord." Seeing the soldier's wife carefully sowing the seeds with her children, and then the skilled farmers sent from the territory to help them cover the soil and water them, Charles couldn't help but sigh, "I never thought that there were no nobles like you in the world who care about the common people!"

"Haha, aren't you also a noble?" Crick said with a smile. "Both you and your father are people who care about the common people."

Speaking of his father Charles, his expression was slightly dim, but there was a light of longing in his eyes.

"Father... is the hero I admire. If I want to be like him, I have a lot to learn!"

Crick patted his shoulder, nodded slightly, remembering the scene of fighting bloody battles with Devoll.

When did that guy Divor fall down?

Is it when rushing into the enemy formation? When defending the position? When being involved in the battle between the Gods Legion? When charging with the Holy Spirit? Or when the Gods are siege after disappearing?

He tried hard to recall, but couldn't figure it out.

The memories of that battle were both clear and vague. He clearly remembered the fierce battle, blood, weapons collisions, mourning, roar, despair, anger and fear, but he could no longer remember many details. It was obvious that not long after, the pages of the memory had begun to fade.

After pondering for a while, he finally sighed secretly.

No matter what, Devoll must have followed him to the enemy. With this alone, he deserves to be a warrior!

"The dead are gone, but the living have to continue working hard." He looked up at the distance, and there were already many wild flowers blooming in the blowing spring breeze. "Divor has laid the foundation for this land, and you will definitely be able to continue to move forward on the basis he has laid."

"Um!"

"You have to do better than him, and carry forward the Oss family from generation to generation!"

"Um!"

"I will continue to work hard, Devoll, Spencer... and those brave soldiers, thanks to their blessings, I can stand here alive. If I don't work hard enough, I will have no shame to see them after I die..."

Crick looked up at the blue sky and smiled.
Chapter completed!