Nine p.m,

As soon as Baron Nolan pulled the beets away, Robb took out a large bag of seeds, including apples, oranges, grapes...A lot of fruit seeds anyway.

There is no more drinking water in his fat house, so he must plant a batch of fruits quickly, take advantage of the beets to pull away, and the fields are vacant. Of course, he must work quickly. Take a picture of yourself walking in the wind, and then sow the seeds quickly.

After sowing the seed, pick up the small water bottle and pour it on the ground one by one.

At this time, there are already so many fields under his name. The manpower used by thousands of reform-through-labor prisoners is too terrible, and a large area of ​​land can be cultivated in a blink of an eye.

Robb has become the biggest landlord in Westwind Town. Even if he patted himself on the wind, he planted a circle of seeds and then poured a circle of water down, and he fell for more than an hour.

As he said, he has recently begun to feel the joy of building a city-state, and has slowly turned from laziness to liver emperor state, this kind of watching a town slowly grow bigger under his own management, so slowly It feels developed and has a sense of accomplishment. No wonder many players like to play "Sim City".

After the hard farming was completed, it was already noon.

Robb sat back on the stone chair she hadn't seen for a long time. Lilian smiled and placed a large plate with a silver lid in front of him. Her movements were very elegant, and she was no longer like the little girl from the countryside more than half a year ago. But with the confidence and demeanor of the chief maid of a noble family.

Robb smiled and said, "What do you have for lunch today?"

Lilian gently lifted the lid on the basin and smiled: "It's the fried chicken you mentioned a few days ago! I studied for several days, and finally it succeeded."

Soybean oil is already available at home, and potato chips have been fried successfully. Robb began to think of some junk food that he would often eat in later generations. When it comes to junk food, of course, fried chicken is inseparable. So, a few days ago, he suggested to Lilian that he wanted to eat fried chicken. Lilian followed his instructions and tried to research. Today, he can finally serve it.

Robb picked up the fried chicken and tried to take a small bite. It was great. Although the taste of the fried chicken was a little different from the one in memory, it was already very touching. He couldn't help but happily said: "Not bad, good time."

Lilian smiled happily, and when the owner was happy, she was happy.

At this moment, a miner probed the door of the church yard: "Godfather, listen to the mayor say that you need a lot of iron ingots, so I will send you iron ingots."

Lilian swept the floor and turned her head away, and said fiercely, "Did you not see the master while dining?"

It's a pity that Lilian's super fierce expression is not scary at all, and the miner is cheerful, without any pears.

Robb smiled and said, "You can talk about things even during the meal."

He is different from the Western aristocracy. Western aristocrats have to be gentlemanly, and they are noble and educated if they do not speak when eating. However, the mainstream thinking of the Orientals is eating and talking. Robb beckoned to the miner and smiled: "Are there many iron ingots?"

The miner nodded in embarrassment: "A lot."

Robb asked gently: "At what price do you usually sell this thing?"

The miner whispered: "Iron ingot is a silver coin and an ingot. This is the standard purchase price for merchants from big cities."

"Oh?" Robb said: "Then if it is an iron sword, how much can it sell for?"

Miner said: "Two iron ingots can make an iron sword. The price of the crude iron sword we make can be worth about three silver coins, while the iron swords made by those powerful blacksmiths in big cities can sell for about ten silver coins. Bundle."

Robb now understands why the miners and blacksmiths who came to Westwind are so poor. Two iron ingots can only sell two silver coins. What kind of money is this amount of money? And if it was turned into an iron sword, it would only be able to sell three silver coins, only one more silver coin, but it would take a lot of time and energy to beat and beat, as well as to pay for the fuel to burn the stove.

Miners and blacksmiths can't make money!

"It's not so cheap." Robb smiled: "I, the miner and blacksmith in Westwind Town, can't be so wronged, otherwise it won't be long before no one wants to mine again. Your iron ingot will be three times the market price. Sell ​​it to me, three silver coins and one ingot."

"Three silver coins and one ingot?" The miner was taken aback: "How can I earn Godfather's money with such ignorance of my conscience."

"Haha, it doesn't matter, I want to buy it at this price myself." Robb smiled and said, "Bring all your iron ingots and put them at my feet. Lilian, you count how many ingots you have and pay for it. he."

The miners were moved so much that they were unnecessary, and then all the miners who came to hand in the iron ingots were all so moved that they were unnecessary.

Godfather's behavior of buying iron ingots at triple the price can't be described other than doing good deeds. Let all the miners in Xifeng Town feel the real caressing like a father.

It's getting late!

When the evening arrived, Robb's yard was full of iron ingots, as high as a hill.

The purchase price of three silver coins and one ingot has rewritten the three views of the townspeople. Therefore, every miner took out all the iron ingots at the bottom of his home. Robb also didn't know how many iron ingots he received. Anyway, there must be fifty thousand ingots.

Because after dinner, Lillian ran up crying and reported that she had spent more than 1,500 gold coins in doing charity this time, and a huge sum of money was gone. As a housekeeper, Lilian felt very distressed.

This little girl just can't change the thinking of the poor. What is 1,500 gold coins?

Robb doesn't treat this little money as money.

He used magic to heat up his hot spring pool again, then stripped off his clothes and jumped into the pool, soaking comfortably, and he also knows that it won’t last long, the one who likes to call while he is taking a bath is the one who likes to peek at him. The ghost woman on the upper body will appear.

Sure enough, the crystal ball began to emit a shining light.

Compass took the crystal ball three times and then placed it by the pool. The queen's beautiful face slowly appeared in the crystal ball.

She didn’t even bother to mention Robb’s taking a bath now. After the phone was connected, she glanced at Robb without any psychological pressure. I called you late to see what your liver emperor is. I will see it now. Come on, tell me what a liver emperor is."

"Good drop!" Robb pointed to the mountain of iron ingots beside the "hot spring pool", and smiled: "See? These are iron ingots. I will now sell them to you as high-quality long swords."

After talking, Robb rubs his hands together, and the two iron ingots become an iron sword. It is not a very high-quality iron sword. It is just a practice outfit for practicing low-level "forging" skills, a very low-end green outfit. It only comes with a +5 attack attribute, which is so bad.