At first, the serfs talked a lot about the usefulness of the toilet. However, when the first toilet was completed, the serfs were surprised to find that the toilet was actually built for them.
It was hard for the serfs to imagine that such a spacious and brand-new stone house was just to solve the filth problem. Feeling that the lord was spending money indiscriminately, the serfs ran to the toilet very diligently every day.
This is not because of the notice issued a few days ago not to litter fenbian, but because the serfs felt that apart from the opportunity to go to the toilet, they would never be associated with the brand-new stone house in their lifetime.
When all three toilets were built, Narante made a special inspection of Maiye Village and Doom Village.
While determining the quality of the stone house, the road condition was also checked.
This time, there was indeed no stench on the road. It seemed that even before the toilets were built, the serfs had already implemented his order prohibiting spilling filth very well.
"It's been five days now, and the fenbian in those pits should be almost fermented." After initial results have been achieved on the sanitation and environmental issues, the next step needs to be taken.
Narant learned about the serfs' concerns through Pete Leatherboots and Kenby Cowdung. They were worried that the wheat seedlings were planted too densely and the nutrients would not be able to keep up.
So, he ordered Peter and Kenby to use the fenbian buried in the pit to water the wheat fields.
Although the two village chiefs did not understand the reason, the Lord's order was divine grace, so they led the people of Stormland to follow it without hesitation.
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"Three Layers of Fiery Slash!"
In the back garden of the castle, the fighting energy in Nalant's body was constantly condensing and compressing in several special energy veins.
This process of convergence and compression lasts approximately four breaths.
"First cut!"
boom!
Nalant's body suddenly moved, and with the first slash, his long sword was covered with a layer of fierce fire.
The flames are extremely hot. This is not an illusory scene. These flames are real flames formed when fighting energy is highly compressed and released instantly.
The second cut...
The third cut...
The flames on the long sword kept beating. When Nalant's triple sword slash was released to the third slash, the flames on the long sword had become extremely strong, and the surrounding air became distorted.
Following the third straight slash, a stone weighing dozens of kilograms in front was suddenly struck heavily by the long sword!
boom!
Suddenly, the stone exploded into pieces, and many small stones were charred black.
"Haha! It's great! As expected, everyone loves ultimate moves. If I had the Triple Slash of Flames, the Hell Dog that day might not have had the chance to attack me a second time!"
That's right, at this time, Nalant had successfully learned the secret technique of triple slashing with flames.
After eating the intelligence fruit that day, the fighting spirit secret skills on the parchment were no longer unfamiliar to him. After several days of continuous practice, he finally had his first ultimate move.
"Even if Dili is a mid-level bronze knight, with the secret skills of fighting spirit and Vivian, it should be enough to deal with him."
Nalant breathed a sigh of relief. He was already sure of the biggest problem in Quint's camp.
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At the same time, in Baron Quint's castle, there was a magnificent and luxurious hall.
"Strange, why haven't those unlucky guys brought the fish and meat for sale?"
Quint sat on a sofa made of snow fox fur, holding a silver cup in his hand, frowning and thinking while drinking the magic coconut.
Although he has accumulated a lot of wealth by relying on salt, Quint is still a little worried about the fish and meat in the Storm Territory. After all, his expenses are very high, so he needs to earn a lot of money.
"Sir, Captain Johnny is asking for an audience in the vestibule!" At this time, a male servant came to the door of the hall.
"Let him in!"
Soon, Captain Johnny was led by the valet to the hall.
"Meet the adults!"
"Well, Johnny, if you don't patrol the town properly, why are you back here?"
"Sir, I have heard some urgent news, so I came over immediately to report to you!"
"What urgent news?" Quint rarely heard any urgent words, so he couldn't help straightening his bloated body.
"Sir, didn't the castle steward say the day before yesterday that the number of fleets purchasing salt at the end of this month would decrease?"
"Well, there is such a thing!" Quint nodded.
The aristocratic convoys come to Kunte Ling to buy salt basically once a month, always at the end of the month. However, a strange phenomenon occurred in the past two days, that is, the number of noble convoys coming from Tulip Ling has been reduced by more than half.
Originally, Quint didn't take it to heart when the housekeeper was talking to him. After all, Quint's family was the only one producing salt nearby. Maybe there was something delaying him.
But now that he heard Johnny's words, his heart skipped a beat.
"Sir, I may know the reason! I was in the tavern in the town just now and heard a caravan steward from the Tulip Territory talking. He said that salt was also sold in the Storm Territory next door?"
"Storm Territory also produces table salt? Didn't they come to us a few days ago to dry fish because of lack of salt?" Quint was stunned and didn't quite believe it.
"Sir, that's what the team manager said, and the salt sold in the Storm Territory is cheaper. Even if it is purchased by civilians, it only costs seven copper coins per pack. If you go directly to the Storm Territory to buy it, it only costs five copper coins per pack!"
Captain Johnny answered carefully!
"Did you hear it wrong?" Quint's hand holding the silver cup couldn't help shaking.
"Sir, you must have heard me right. I even invited the steward to drink a glass of beer. According to him, the salt sold in Storm Territory is not mixed with sand. If the nobles were not worried about being contaminated with bad luck, they probably would not come here in the future.
We bought it here!”
boom!
"Asshole, five copper coins are sold to civilians in a pack? And it's not mixed with sand? Is that good-for-nothing second son crazy because of poverty? How much money can he make!" After repeated confirmations, Quint believed it even if he didn't believe it, and this time
At the end of the month, the number of nobles who came to buy salt due to tulips was indeed reduced by half.
Thinking of this, Quint smashed the silver cup in his hand to the ground and roared with a twisted face.
Salt is a specialty of his Quint territory. If it is really messed up and destroyed by Nalant like this, then his future income may be greatly affected.
"Send someone over to investigate and find out what's going on, and where is the salt-producing elf? The sale of nearby salt must be in my hands, Quint!"
Quint really hates Narant. As the saying goes, cutting off someone's financial path is like killing one's parents. What's more, what Narant did was cut off the financial path of Baron Quint who was so bitter and stingy.
"Yes, sir!" Johnny heard the order, shrunk his head and exited the hall.