You were made to farm, and now you're the emperor of an empire?

Chapter 120 Ten Years of Planting Trees
Applying 1,000 jin of fertilizer per mu yielded remarkable results, increasing soybean yield to approximately 170 jin per mu, which was higher than Roman had anticipated.

Because more was planted, more was harvested.

Roman breathed a sigh of relief, and his confidence in this land was restored.

The main reason was that the last wheat harvest really disgusted him.

For a long time to come, soybeans will dominate the tables of Sige Town, while wheat may also have a place.

But other grains and cereals have no chance, or rather, very few chances to appear.

In their spare time, some farmers scattered across hundreds of acres, planting various grains and cereals. They even secretly used heavy plows and peat, having apparently pulled strings with someone—these means of production were strictly managed.

Moore had spoken to him about the matter, but he turned a blind eye to it.

The climate of this land is more suitable for animal husbandry than for farming.

However, civilization cannot develop solely through animal husbandry.

Therefore, despite its backward agricultural technology, it is essentially an agricultural civilization... or rather, an agricultural and pastoral civilization.

Even if they were ordered not to farm and to devote all their energy to other things, it still couldn't suppress people's yearning for food.

Or rather, as long as it is an agricultural civilization, people who have lived on this land for generations will have the instinct to farm.

This cannot be suppressed by systems or living environment.

Of course, it doesn't matter. The farmers are only exploiting their own time and energy. They used to be able to sleep eight hours a day, but now they can only sleep six hours.

No matter how much is planted, it's all his "leeks" (victims). He only needs to pay half the money, and all the grain will be thrown into an iron pot as his work meals.

But as long as it doesn't interfere with his work, it's fine. Every task he gives has a target and must be completed within a specified time.

If he dares to delay the work, then he will have to establish his authority!

To prevent those idiots from taking advantage of the situation.

The output from those several hundred acres is enough to feed everyone for ten days to half a month.

……

After the autumn harvest, it's time for the harvest celebration.

For farmers, the happiest time of the year is undoubtedly the harvest season.

During this phase, everyone is filled with pure joy, and their upturned lips are impossible to suppress.

Roman took all the grain for himself, greatly diminishing their sense of happiness during the harvest.

Therefore, the only way to make up for this mistake is through a celebration.

This celebration was, as he had prepared in advance.

To accommodate the celebration of more than 4,000 people, he temporarily assigned 300 additional personnel to the food camp.

Furthermore, the warehouse of the Origin Manor was opened, and dozens or even hundreds of barrels of beer, hundreds or even thousands of kilograms of cured meat and dried fish were brought in. Dozens of pigs and sheep were also slaughtered, following the procedures of the last summer harvest celebration.

The location is still the threshing ground.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and gathered together in this crisp autumn weather.

Roman sat at the highest point, raising his glass with a smile on his lips—the bumper soybean harvest had put him in a good mood.

"Let's drink together!" he said loudly, his voice carrying far.

"Oh!!" Roman was met with a thunderous roar of cheers and admiration.

Roman smiled and took two steps back, sitting in the large chair. He slowly crossed his legs, rested his elbows on the armrests, propped his chin on his hand, and looked at the citizens who were caught up in the revelry with unexpectedly gentle eyes.

For some reason, I was reminded of a pirate feast.

That was a pirate's carnival.

But is the atmosphere at the pirate convention really that pure and intense?

Roman thought to himself.

The feast of those savage and ferocious fellows was probably on a much higher scale than this.

It is undeniable.

Pirate leaders were lavish spenders, making money quickly and spending it just as fast.

To hold a grand gathering that would accommodate all pirates would likely be incredibly expensive, costing thousands or even tens of thousands of gold coins, and would probably include many rare and precious treasures.

This is the wealth brought about by war and aggression.

The wealth they plundered was countless.

Those figures wearing horned helmets, wielding Arctic battle axes, and moving like the wind became the nightmare of the land dwellers.

He currently has only six hundred soldiers, most of whom are new recruits and need rigorous training to transform them.

But Roman knew that once this invincible army was formed, all other armies on this land would be nothing but clay chickens and earthen dogs...

The day of the celebration marked the 295th day since Roman arrived in Sig.

Amidst this bustling and lively scene...

Roman conducted his fifth recruitment.

He prepared 50 draws this time, and after using them, he still had more than 90 draws left, which Roman planned to save for later.

Fifty beams of starlight lined up and rushed out of the recruitment pool.

Then... a vast expanse of white.

One-star apostles are the most numerous, two-star apostles are rare, and there is still only one three-star apostle.

……

Two-Star Viktor (can be given the codename Apostle)
Attack: E+, Defense: E, Speed: E+, Constitution: E+, Energy: E+
Talent: Dexterity - Skillful

Skill 1: Practice Makes Perfect - Increases Work Efficiency

……

Samsung Wayne (can be given an apostle codename)
Attack: E-, Defense: E-, Speed: E-, Constitution: E-, Energy: E-
Talent: Enhanced Perception - Intuition

Skill 1: Arithmetic – Logical Thinking
Second skill: Literacy - Enters a meditative state, memory is enhanced.

……

Roman sighed, rubbing his forehead.

He had some recollection of this boy named Wayne.

Admittedly, his terrible premonition came true; he has now recruited most of the potential apostles in Sig Town.

Reality is so cruel.

Those two-star apostles are already considered to have potential.

Roman had to confront the question of the origins of all the inhabitants of Sig Town.

Most of them were poorly clothed, starving and freezing, malnourished as children, had a difficult upbringing, had rigid thinking as adults, and had been oppressed by nobles for many years. Now they were enslaved and sent to Sig Town.

In terms of labor force, they are qualified; there are no elderly, weak, women, or children among them, and they are able to endure hardship.

Roman was provided with three meals a day, each with salt, occasional meat, and plenty of whole grains. His bread was never mixed with sawdust or pebbles.

What kind of slave could receive such treatment?

They would naturally do everything in their power to serve him.

Lazy slaves deserve only the noose!
But then again, how can we expect people who are born into poverty and cruel reality to have amazing potential?
They are a wasted generation!

Before them, countless generations were wasted!
Roman was disappointed in his son's lack of ambition.

He knew of a saying: "Oranges grown south of the Huai River are sweet oranges, while those grown north of the Huai River are bitter oranges."

Geographical and soil differences can lead to different outcomes.

Most of the soil on this land is too barren and dark to provide enough nutrients. The nutrients are concentrated on the big tree called the Noble Tree, so crops can only grow short, withered and unable to get sunlight, and are shrouded in the dark but magnificent shade of the tree for generations.

But Roman needs those saplings to grow into towering trees.

He felt that it was necessary to provide the next generation of seedlings with a sufficiently favorable and comfortable growing environment.

If a large tree dares to block the growth space of other saplings, he will cut it down, regardless of whether the tree is called Crack Armor, Earth, or Age.

Outdated and corrupt things should have been eliminated long ago!
To hell with Huainan and Huaibei!

He will push the Huaihe River line over there!
Take that river and let it drown everything!
That way, there won't be this problem.

Two of his eight three-star apostles were children.

The four-star apostle, Kao, is also not yet an adult, only 15 years old.

We absolutely have to raise these little oranges!

……

However, farming is a technical skill that requires meticulous cultivation, and it can take hundreds of days or even half a year to reap the rewards.

Planting trees is a more technically demanding task.

The growth cycle is long, requiring three to five years, or even ten years.

The best time to cultivate a towering tree was ten years ago, and the second best time is now.

(End of this chapter)