Geralt's gaze turned to Riel, and Riel cupped his hands.

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"The residents of the fir collar have just arrived in White Wolf Town, and there are not many vacancies now, but there are still many tents in the warehouse, allowing them to live outside the town."

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Hearing Riel's words, Rita acted very naturally and nodded.

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"As long as they can stay, they can survive this winter. It was expected that they would arrive around October, but I didn't expect them to be gone for half a year."

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Geralt took up the conversation and said, "After a long journey, anything can happen on the road. Before Harry and I, more than 200 people came to the grassland, and it also took five or six months. Your Highness doesn't have to criticize them."

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"I'm not blaming them, I'm just a little embarrassed at the thought of bothering you for more than two months."

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"Your Highness doesn't have to do this. As your vassal, it is your duty to relieve your worries."

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"Okay, Riel, let's arrange it. The woods outside the town have almost been cut down, so you can let someone set up the tent nearby."

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Riel handed over, holding a notepad that recorded a lot of matters, and left the council room.

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As soon as Riel left, Rita didn't stay long, she told Geralt to retreat, and walked out.

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Seeing the two leave, Geralt sat on the throne of the council room, and the black flag and white wolf behind him looked around the territory with bloodthirsty eyes.

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"Ten thousand people... As expected, His Highness is not honest. It seems that some industries in White Wolf Town have already aroused their ambitions, but it depends on whether you can eat it or not."

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The snow was white and the wind was cold. More than a thousand Kingdom Vanguards came to White Wolf Town with a long team. Riel received the news in advance and sent people to wait here. When they arrived, Riel sent The 10,000 farmers were arranged into the tent camps that had been set up, and the same was true for the more than 1,000 Kingdom Vanguards.

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Thousands of thick fur tents occupied the original woods, each tent was still steaming hot, the coal stove in the tent had been set up, the red briquettes were burning brightly, and the long journey for half a year. The remaining farmers and vanguards gradually moved into tents under the arrangement of the staff of White Wolf Town.

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The warm tents gave these people who were very uncomfortable with the weather in the north a respite. They took off their coats and slept beautifully.

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Among these sleeping farmers, hundreds of pairs of eyes suddenly opened. As Geralt expected, among these people, there were quite a few spies.

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Their purpose is to explore various industries in White Wolf Town, such as sugar, water hammer, cement, coal and other important industrial formulas, which are their main goals.

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But what they may not have imagined is that the people in charge of the industry in White Wolf Town will not betray Geralt anyway, and they don't have to worry about eating and drinking in White Wolf Town. The people's thirst for money is not very big now. This is an infiltration operation that is doomed to fail, but Geralt has not broken it. Now is not the time to fall out with the kingdom of Reika. Time to see the difference.

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Geralt's interest in the grasslands is getting bigger and bigger, because he found that the Reka royal family paid too much attention to the peeping of the grasslands, as if they would not give up if they didn't take the grasslands. There are certain secrets, and Geralt is taking the word secret very seriously now.

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The situation was similar to what Geralt thought. Those spies would hang out in White Wolf Town whenever they had the chance, look here and ask those questions, but what they didn’t know was that White Wolf Town was different from what they had imagined before. All cities are different. The people here are very loyal to Geralt, the lord. The centripetal force brought by the weekly flag raising ceremony is not just talk.

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The only people who are willing to pay attention to them are those who have recently joined the White Wolf Town, and these people know almost nothing about the secrets of the White Wolf Town. After a long time, they can't get useful information or bribe the workers. They reluctantly gave up the action. .

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During this period of time, when winter came to spring, the earth began to warm up, and the trees that had lost their leaves began to sprout new shoots. When the time came to February, the snow began to melt slowly. Many people start to go to the previously chosen place to establish a territory.

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Rita did not return the thousands of tents to Geralt, because there were no such tents at the beginning of the establishment of the territory, and the farmers could not stand the weather in the north. After paying Geralt thousands of gold coins, Rita took them away. These tents were purchased, and the two also negotiated the subsequent trade supply of cement.

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Seeing that the army gradually became smaller in his field of vision, the smile at the corner of Geralt's mouth gradually became calm. He looked into the distance, and Geralt asked Riel under the city gate.

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"How many people were provoked?"

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Beside Geralt, Riel, who accompanied his lord to send Rita and others away, whispered in Geralt's ear.

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"Those people in the fir collar don't know much about our secrets, but there are also a few people who are not very smart in the town, and they have been dealt with."

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Geralt nodded calmly: "It seems that our ideological construction is not enough, let the students work harder, and there will only be more and more spies in the future."

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"Let's go, let's see how our Angras giant chicken is doing."

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In the three months from winter to spring~lightnovelpub.net~, not only the giant Anglas chicken has grown to its peak, but even the ninety-nine dragon blood horses can also be put into the battlefield, and now the white There are already three hundred and ninety-nine dragon blood horses in Wolf Town. Now we will go to see the situation of the giant Angras chicken. If it meets Geralt's expectations, then prepare some hens to load Angra. Bloodline.

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The two came to the chicken farm and walked to a separate courtyard under the leadership of the person in charge of the chicken farm. The roof of this courtyard has been covered, because the rooster with the blood of Angras eagle, Can fly now.

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In the courtyard, a rooster no smaller than the ostrich that Geralt had seen in his previous life was lazily basking in the spring sunshine. The brown and black feathers on its body shone in the sunlight.

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Geralt nodded with satisfaction. With such a big body, he could produce more meat. He looked at the person in charge of the chicken farm and asked.

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"Is this rooster easy to take care of?"

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The person in charge of the chicken farm nodded: "The habit is the same as before. The only thing that has changed is that it can fly, and the requirement for feed has changed from the original mix of earthworms and chaff to earthworms need to occupy 80% of the feed."

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"That's not a big problem. I will send a few hens that are the same as it in a few days, or you will be responsible for raising them to see if the offspring produced by them can still be of the same size. If so, we will large-scale farming."

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"Yes! Your Excellency!"

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