I Am Building The Main Game City In A Different World

261. The “spies” from the North (4)

“Myers is a smart guy, I didn’t see him wrong..”

Joshua looked at the information just sent by the Hand Aid Association, smiled and rubbed it into a ball of powder.

Nightingale stood quietly in front of him, like a well-behaved little girl next door.

Joshua set his eyes on Nightingale and said, “Ready?”

Nightingale nodded, saluted Joshua, and said, “Thank you, Your Majesty, for giving me this opportunity.”

Joshua shook his head, “Not exactly for you, but for myself.”

Nightingale smiled, her eyes flashing with different emotions, and she said in a low voice, “That’s also an opportunity that we couldn’t ask for before.”

Joshua didn’t say anything.

Miles and Mark’s two caravans were indeed created for Nightingale for most of the reason.

Joshua’s plan was to expand the sphere of influence of the Mutual Aid Society to that of Rowling and Nelson, and to establish a complete and huge intelligence network throughout Gozer.

Well, by the way, enter the Eagle Empire.

As for the Nightingales, they used the power of the Mutual Aid Society to take revenge on the Cutthroat Society and other Assassin Organizations that had almost driven their Nightingale organization to a dead end.

Before the winter, Nightingale felt that it was a little bit worse, mainly because of the mutual aid association, and did not want to let the mutual aid association cause damage because of her own personal grievances.

Winter has passed 28, and after a period of development, Nightingale feels that the time is ripe.

Some revenge can be avenged.

“His Majesty..”

Nightingale suddenly said, “Can I ask you to promise me one thing?

“what?

Nightingale raised her head to look at Joshua, smiled softly, and said softly: “If this time, I don’t come back. You can bury me and my sisters in the cemetery outside the city… Well, I want a place that can be basked in the sun all year round. A place that gets sunshine.

Joshua was silent for a while, and finally said, “It’s better to come back. When I come back, I will build a beautiful big house for you, so that you can lie in the garden and enjoy the sun all year round..”

“Puchi-”

Nightingale couldn’t help laughing happily.

“Old man, in your field, you grow… ground apples?!”

Blumer walked to the farmland to take a look, and loudly asked an old farmer in the distance who was bending over to dig soil.

The old farmer heard his voice and stood up and looked at them.

Although Blumer and his two subordinates had already made some disguises, the fair skin and the excellent material of the clothes still made the old farmer mistake them for some noble people, and ran over to greet them with great enthusiasm.

“No no, this is an apple, an apple grows on a tree, this is a potato, the grain buried in the soil.

“Isn’t it an apple…”

One of the men behind Blumer muttered in a low voice.

Blumer glared at his subordinates, then turned to the old peasant with a smile and said: “That’s right, it’s a ground apple. You call it a potato, and we call it a ground apple, it’s the same thing.

“oh oh.

The old farmer nodded suddenly.

Looking at the growing potato field, Brumer asked enviously, “Old man, how much land can you produce from this field at one time… um potatoes?”

Hearing Blumer’s question, the old farmer grinned, revealing two rows of yellowed teeth, and said with a smile: “It’s quite a lot. It must be four or five thousand pounds.”

“Four or five thousand pounds?!”

Blumer was taken aback, and the two men behind him were also visibly startled.

“Really, old man, don’t you brag?”

“How could I lie to you?!

The old farmer quickly explained: “I have harvested it once, but in winter when the yield is not high, I have harvested more than 3,000 catties.

Now the weather is good and there is enough rain, there must be four or five thousand catties.

Blumer was secretly surprised.

The land in the east is indeed much more fertile than the land in the north. The yield of a piece of land of the same size is actually two or three times higher. It is hard to believe without seeing it.

If His Majesty Nelson can take down the east, will the food and forage for the hundreds of thousands of troops still be a problem?

Brumer’s heart couldn’t help but be excited.

“Old man, how much land have you planted?”

Blumer asked again.

This question hits the itch of the old peasants.

The old farmer pointed his finger at Blumer.

“This piece, that piece, that piece… all are my family’s land. All potatoes are grown here, wheat over there, rice and sugarcane in a small piece over there…”

Blumer felt a little dizzy.

“What is rice? What is sugar cane?”

“I don’t know, it’s the first time I’ve planted it. Anyway, the third prince asked us to plant it. Rice is very delicate, and it is said that it is a good thing that noristocrats can’t eat. I’ll have to try it when I harvest it this year.

What is the taste of the good food that the nobles can’t eat?

But this thing is so expensive and I don’t think the output is much, so I’m trying to grow it, but it’s still better for potatoes, hungry and delicious, and I don’t have to worry about the high yield…”

The old farmer babbled a lot, some of which Blumer could understand and some not.

He listened patiently for a long time, and couldn’t help but ask, “Who gave you so much land to farm? . . .”

“Of course it was the land given by His Royal Highness the Third Prince. 35

When it comes to His Royal Highness the Third Prince, the old farmer has more words.

“His Royal Highness, the third prince, is a very good person. He has allocated a lot of land for us to plant, and we can keep a part of the crops to eat by ourselves, and we also have money to take.

In a quarter, five acres can get you a gold coin.

In fact, I don’t want gold coins or anything, it’s enough to make us full.”

Five acres for a coin?

In this way, these farmers are equivalent to planting land for the third prince.

Five acres and one gold coin, based on the output of these lands, is more than 540 yuan. It also solves the problem of food and clothing for the civilians under the rule, and can also get a good reputation.

This method is really good, write it down, you can mention it to Your Majesty later, and you can follow suit.

Blumer thought about it, and asked the old farmer again.

“Old man, can you take care of so much by yourself?”

The old farmer smiled and said: “It’s not just me, my family, my wife and I. There are also a few sons, um… They are soldiers in the city, they usually participate in training during the day, and come back to help me at night. Busy things in the field, although a little busy, but still passable.”

“A soldier in the city?

Blumer catches a message.

“Yes, I am a soldier in Jinsuicheng not far away. I have money to take home every month…”

The old farmer warmly invited the three of Blumer, “When the sun goes down, they will be back soon, or you can stay at our house tonight, I will let the old lady cook you a meal, and I will go to the city tomorrow morning.”

The old farmer also saw that the three Brumers were well-dressed, and regarded them as big people, thinking that he could please him.

Blumer was just looking for news casually, but when he heard that the old farmer had several sons who were soldiers, he was moved, so he agreed.

“Then trouble you.”

“No trouble, no trouble.”

The old farmer smiled honestly and honestly.