I built a manor in the Middle Ages

Chapter 195 Brine
Wow!
Thunder and lightning always come before heavy rain.

Not long after the deafening thunder died away, the first raindrops hit the beech leaves, and then, one after another, the raindrops covered the entire mountain forest like a sticky spider web.

Luc stood by the window, stretched out his hand slightly to feel the heavy and rapid night rain. The joy just now had disappeared, replaced by a slightly worried face.

"Honey, what's wrong?"

Du Si was wearing a thin silk dress. When old Baldwin was alive, Tiha Village was very rich, otherwise it would not have attracted the baron's covetousness. It would be better to reward a subordinate with a piece of barren land.

So even though the family wealth was divided up and eroded, Du Si still made a considerable fortune by selling family jewelry.

This precious silk dress is one of them.

Du Si slowly walked behind Luc and looked at her husband with some concern.

"The rain is heavier than expected, and I'm worried there might be problems."

Luc still remembered the impact of the snowstorm, and he didn't want to encounter another rainstorm.

"My dear, whether it's a rainstorm or a blessing, it's all God's will. You can't change it. Why don't you let Miller inform Old Eck and the others to stay awake tonight and keep an eye on the situation."

Du Si spoke softly, and a few wisps of hot air came out of her mouth, which was influenced by Luc's tooth-brushing habit.

“That’s exactly what I meant.”

Luc nodded, then turned his head and was suddenly stunned.

Only then did he see Du Si's dress clearly.

The plump figure is faintly visible behind the transparent silk. The breeze blows up the gauze dress, revealing her curvy figure in the moonlight. Her fair skin glows slightly orange in the candlelight.

Luc's eyes gradually became aggressive, and he looked up and down unscrupulously, staring at Du Si until her cheeks turned slightly red.

"Dear, since you can't sleep at night, why not?"

Du Si squeezed her lower abdomen and spoke softly.

Luc withdrew his gaze fiercely, shouted outside to inform Miller to convey the order, then picked up Du Si and threw her on the bed.

After a while, the creaking of the wooden bed and Du Si's moans mixed together and dissipated into the mountains along with the raindrops.
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"I understand!"

Outside the Knight's Castle.

Old Ek, who had not yet moved into the castle, saw Miller off, took off the thatched raincoat hanging on the wall, pushed open the creaking old wooden door, and stepped into the muddy ground.

The clouds only left a small habitat for the moon, but it just happened to shine on the feet of old Eike. He stretched out the back of his hand covered with age spots to adjust his hood and hurried towards the Agate River.

The Agate River in the night lost its emerald green scenery during the day. The slightly dark river surged with waves in the rain. Old Eike looked serious, staring at the river bank.

"God bless. I hope the dam won't burst."

With the drawing of the cross on his chest, Old Eike prayed devoutly as always.

He had prayed many times over the past sixty years.

Pray that the mercenary group will not be destroyed and pray that the caravan will be safe, but unfortunately, without exception, all of their wishes went against their wishes.

The only time in his life that his prayers were answered was when he hoped that he could save the poor children who were still alive in Ward Village.

Then he met Luc.

From then on, the busy God seemed to have finally noticed him. He prayed for a good harvest, prayed for a successful suppression of bandits, and prayed for the safety of Lord Snowstorm, and he got a satisfactory answer every time.

While this made Old Ike happy, it also made the clever old man realize that it was not his prayers that allowed him to escape danger every time.

"There's nothing wrong with the farmland. This irrigation system, sir, is truly a miraculous masterpiece."

The rainwater poured onto the ridges of the fields, enriching the soil, while the excess water flowed into the river through the drainage pipes dug in advance.

Old Eike swore that he had never seen anything like it in all the places he had traveled. Not only him, but George had also never seen it.

Only the pilgrim claimed to have seen it, but he soon changed his story and said his memory was confused.

"The rain seems to be really lightening up?"

Old Eike found a tree and waited for a while. The sky seemed to hear his thoughts and the rain gradually stopped.

Looking at this scene, old Eike suddenly remembered the scene when he was young and followed the caravan into the city of Milan in northern Italy. At that time, they also encountered a rainstorm. As a result, after rushing into the city, they stopped, as if the rain was specially sent for them to get wet.

That cold rain took a person's life.

"The master seemed to have mentioned an Alpine road?" Old Eike suddenly remembered something that Luc had only told him and Ryan.

".The path I took when I was young seemed very hidden."

It was so long ago that Old Eike couldn't remember it clearly.

Seeing that the rain was really getting lighter, Old Eck was about to walk back to his residence. Before leaving, he accidentally glanced at the candlelight on the third floor of the Deer Hall, which seemed to be still lit. After thinking for a while, the experienced Old Eck smiled.

"Master is in good health. But it's time for a son."

He had long been a loyal supporter of the Knight's Castle and wished that Luc and his descendants would continue to rule this land.

If it were someone else, like Berryha!
Old Eike snorted coldly, turned around and went back to the house without saying anything more.

I don't know how long the candle burned. The next morning, when Du Si, feeling refreshed, and Luc, who had a sore back, went to the first floor to have breakfast, there was a sudden knock on the door from Ryan.

"Master, there's an accident at the salt factory!"

"what?"

Something happened again?

After working hard all night, Luke's sleepiness was swept away. He got up immediately and went to the back mountain to check without even having breakfast.

Agriculture is a big deal, and salt and iron are still big deals!
"Dear, let's eat first before we leave. Since Ryan didn't tell us the details, it means it's not a big deal."

"Madam is right. No one was hurt at the salt factory. But Gerer came this morning and said the mine was flooded."

After half a year of mining, a small hole has been dug out in the salt mountain, and most of the salt stones have been dug out here.

On weekdays, when work is not in progress, there would be wooden boards and stones to block the cave, and then covered with thatch to keep out the rain. But who knew that the rain was so heavy last night that it rushed directly into the cave.

"We have to go and see it, too."

Luc finished his meal in a few bites, got on his horse after being kissed goodbye by Dusi, and rushed to the Salt Mountain with Ryan.

The salt factory, which employs eight people, has now truly grown in scale.

A clay pot stands in a thatched hut that can accommodate four people standing, and next to it is an oil press with a unique landscape.

Two wooden houses with fenced yards stood next to each other. The half-cultivated field was covered with freshly turned soil, and several baskets of turnip seeds were moved to the yard to bask in the sun.

And in the front is the foot of the mountain surrounded by layers of fences as tall as a person.

The dark cave, about one meter wide, was surrounded by white crushed salt.

The families of Gler and Paul were standing in front of the cave, whispering to each other. When they heard the sound of horse hooves, they quickly turned back.

"How much water has entered?"

Luc pulled the reins, dismounted quickly, and went straight to the front without waiting to get close.

"master!"

"A lot of water has come in, and now I have the boys bailing it out!"

The cave was not deep, but Gele was too big for it, so Paul's son was sent.

Luc nodded, looked at the dusty boy, squinted his eyes for a long time, and his eyelids suddenly twitched, "Wait a moment!"

"Little Paul, come out first!"

Little Paul, who had just poured out a spoonful of rainwater, obediently stopped. Under the surprised gaze of Gler and others, Luke climbed over the vine rope and walked quickly towards the cave.

Little Paul put aside his doubts and bent down to look at the white muddy water that had been formed after a small amount of stone chips dissolved after soaking overnight. Luke's brain seemed to be struck by lightning last night, and he showed an extremely annoyed look.

He slammed his head and said, "Damn it, brine!"

"Paul, carry the firewood and the pot!"

"You, stop throwing it away and scoop it into the pot. And damn it, go get some charcoal."

Luc thought of the charcoal and gritted his teeth again.

He suddenly remembered that when Jason was smelting iron, he used charcoal to assist the movement of the iron block.

The estate currently produces coarse salt.

But maybe, today is a good opportunity to practice refined salt!
(End of this chapter)